Chapter 640 Breaking the Door
All illusory are delusional situations. To put it bluntly, it is just to stimulate thousands of times the power with the help of illusion. And this true water is the top spirit that breaks the illusion in the world. These four families are really willing to give up. These rare spiritual objects in the world have found so much, which is specially designed to restrain the two mountains. It can be seen that today's World War I is already determined to win!
The yin and yang disillusionment array of these two worlds mountains was locked and laid on these two worlds before Miaocheng's real people soared up. Among them, through the masters of Lingxiao Jianzong, they secretly arranged the positive and anti-lighting shadow sword array inside, which are very powerful layer by layer, almost not under the Yulong Mountain array. After all, this is the source of the spiritual vein of Miaochengzong. If it is controlled here, then even Yulong Mountain will be restrained.
Mo Congfeng thought that with the strength of his yuan god, coupled with the 200 yuan baby master and 600 Jindan disciples, he could firmly hold these two mountains. After all, before this big battle, the advantages and disadvantages of the number of people are almost negligible. I only hold on to it, wait for the help, and then it's done. However, I didn't expect such a change.
The false true water is sprinkled, and the array on the mountains of the two worlds of time is gray and dull, which has been weakened to the extreme. Obviously, more than three immortal masters joined hands to catalyze this spiritual water to have such a miraculous effect. Mo Congfeng couldn't help smiling bitterly on his face, three immortals? I really think highly of myself. At this moment, outside these two worlds, there are dozens of masters gathered by many scattered and small sects, Yuanshen monks alone, and there are also hundreds of Yuanying, and there are countless remaining disciples.
These scattered practitioners, who are poor and crazy and are forced by the catastrophe of heaven and earth, have obviously regarded the recently famous Miao Chengzong as a piece of fat meat. Now that someone has taken the lead, they will naturally spare no effort to rush up. Everyone pushes the wall down, and everyone wants to get a piece of the pie. This is the heart of the people!
Among these people, Mo Zhenfeng has also seen a lot of Sanxiu who usually make friends with Miaochengzong. Now they are not the gentle faces of the past, but like ferocious hungry wolves. With an angry shout, Mo Lianfeng quickly urged Zhenyuan all over his body and tried to improve the power of this method. Behind him, the Yuanying monks were all ready, and the swords in their palms were flying and ready to go.
This is a group of masters transferred from the inner door. Miao Chengzong's foundation is originally thin. It is the limit of being able to draw so many masters to give to Mo Congfeng. After all, on the other side of Yulong Mountain, the pressure is greater. Unfortunately, such a lineup also looks extremely thin in front of this group of hungry wolves. The strong spirit of wood rose all over the sky, which made everyone feel refreshed. Mo Qianfeng's eyes showed warmth and looked back at the soundless behind him. The surging wooden spiritual power kept pouring in from behind.
Wuyin doesn't learn much about the array, but her practice of Bizhu Dazhenqi, if in terms of long magic power, it can be said to be unique in the world, which can be called unique. Now standing behind Mo Congfeng, he has given him endless support.
It doesn't matter. Since you can't play the game, let's just fight. A spiritual guide flew out of his fingers, and tens of thousands of sword lights flew up in an instant. The slightly blue color in the illusion was the positive and negative light-sharing shadow sword, and the yin and yang disillusionment array also desperately absorbed the aura from the veins of the earth to destruct the power of the delusional true water.
"The place of Zhen, cut!" The cold words sounded in an instant, and the gathered sword light suddenly turned into a huge wave, cutting nearly a thousand monks from the northeast into powder. Mo Yufeng decided to pinch. With his order, the disciples below the realm of Jindan below fiercely output Zhenyuan and issued a huge blow with Mo Yufeng's guidance. With this large array, countless Zhenyuan with different attributes gathered in one place to form a sharp and terrible sword, and slowly pushed outward. This also made those invading scattered practitioners shocked, and their momentum could not help weakening, but they were extremely lucky. Fortunately, this array was broken by the Wuwang Zhenshui, and its power was reduced by nearly 50%. It was still so terrible. I really don't know how terrible it would be in its heyday.
"Kun's place, hit!" Like a life-threatening note, the voice of Mo Congfeng's clear penetrating gold and stone sounded again, and there was a trace of murderous intention between his words. At that time, a sword light that seemed to cut through the sky swept up out of the air and dissipated in the air in an instant. However, the large group of monks flocked up in the southwest corner, but their footsteps condensed one by one, and they looked nervously in an instant.
The first to be hit are the three high-level Sanxiu of Yuanying. These three people have also met with Miao Chengzong, but now they are the pioneers of the attack on the mountain gate. The three people were surprised. The cold and unprotected treasure light was quietly divided into two halves, and the scattered practitioners in the rear shouted, "Senior, be careful!" However, it was too late, and a touch of blood splashed. In an instant, the three high-level monks of Yuanying turned into a blood fog all over the sky, and the magic weapon Xuanbing and even the storage ring on their bodies dissipated invisible and turned into dust all over the sky.
It turned out to be an invisible sword spirit! Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that this high-looking Yuanying master would be erased in an instant like an arm as a car. This also made everyone can't help but feel regret in their hearts, and they hate their own greed and come to this muddy water. However, it was too late. This spectrophotochemical shadow sword was invisible. Even if everyone tried their best to feel it with their soul, they could not find out where it was, and they could only retreat in horror.
The unknown is the most terrible thing. It was another blood fog all over the sky. In the blood fog, the sword shadow finally showed a trace. A huge sword shadow, more than a thousand feet long, like a sickle and grass, swept across and harvested the lives of everyone present. Wherever you pass, you can't resist it. The sad howl resounds of the sky. This is the last hobby of those desperate immortals. However, those immortals who have been cut by the sword light have long been unable to make a sound.
Under one blow, 3,000 monks in the southwest corner will die in time! It is really worthy of the killing array set up by Lingxiao Jianzong, which is the first in combat power. It is really fierce. Mo Lianfeng showed a bitter smile, looking at the pale faces below, taking out the elixir one after another, swallowing the disciples who meditated, and knew that there was bitterness in his heart.
This blow has consumed nearly 80% of the true yuan of the disciples below to have such a terrible power, and the power of the top spirit stone in this spiritual array has also been absorbed by as much as one-third. That is to say, such a terrible sword can only send one or two more swords. Looking at the dense and small monks like ants, Mo Congfeng can't help crying in his heart. What can these two swords withstand?
Fortunately, this powerful sword has deeply shocked the scattered cultivation in front of them, and everyone stood in the air with a look of hesitation. This is also the result that Mo Congfeng wanted. He quickly replaced a few spiritual stones with insufficient spiritual power, replaced them with spiritual stones with spiritual power, and looked worriedly in the direction of Yulong Mountain.
The three immortals urged to cast spells. It was impossible to feel such a big battle. However, at this time, the direction of the main peak had not come to rescue, and obviously the situation there was also worrying. The person who came was not kind. Mo Congfeng sighed heavily and looked back at Wuyin. Both of them saw a strong worry in each other's eyes. However, at this time, he could not tolerate his distraction. The immortal master who was walking in the clouds and rain opposite to see that everyone was stattering, he immediately snorted coldly, and a huge ruler-shaped magic weapon appeared out of thin air, lying between the two sides.
Mo Jianfeng immediately realized that it was not good, and another spiritual guide flew out between his fingers, and everywhere he went, it burst. The position of Qiankan, broken!" With the issuance of an order, the disciples below, who could hardly support it, desperately input their only remaining Zhenyuan into this array, and the spiritual stones above the array were shining brightly one after another.
A real sword light appeared out of thin air and rushed away at the giant ruler. However, unlike the previous one, this obviously powerful sword stood on the huge ruler, but only dimmed the light of the huge ruler slightly, and then the magic weapon soared and firmly protected the scattered repair in the rear. Humph, I don't know whether it's alive or dead, Zhen Shanzhi, give it to me!"
The immortal's eyes in mid-air showed disdain. If this array is in full bloom, it will make you afraid of the damage of the magic weapon. However, at present, through the magic water immersion, this array has no terrible power. Under his fingering, the magic weapon called Zhenshan Chi suddenly rose tens of millions of times and pressed down like a hill.
"Fairy!" Mo Zhenfeng was shocked that it turned out to be a magic weapon at the level of fairy weapons. Now it's tricky. Three immortals, no real water, more than 100,000 scattered cultivations, and a fairy weapon sitting in the town, he really looked up to himself. Disciple Yuanying, listen to my order, the middle position, break!" More than 200 Yuanying monks behind him immediately sent the Zhenyuan sword spirit all over his body into the array. Mo Lianfeng himself desperately bombarded the strong sword spirit he cultivated into this split-lighted shadow sword array, gathered the spiritual stone array and the power of Zhenyuan, turned into a real mysterious soldier, facing the mountain ruler in the air, and met him. Go.
This sword god is majestic, and the terrible pressure actually suppressed the scattered practitioners who were moving forward desperately stagnated, and their eyes showed an incredible color. And the sword light finally collided with the town in the eyes of everyone.
Boom! The terrible momentum and sound waves swept the scene in an instant. In addition to this large array, there were thousands of people who had low cultivation among them. They were shocked to death by the sound and momentum, and fell down like dumplings. The Zhenshan ruler was cut by this sword, and it bounced up even higher. The treasure on his body was dim, and he obviously suffered a lot of damage.
And the invisible sword spirit can only be broken at this step. At the same time, there are countless top-grade spiritual stones in the spirit array below. Because they can't withstand such pressure, they burst and turn into dust in an instant. Mo Jiangfeng's face was pale, and those Yuanying monks spit out a mouthful of blood!