immortal mansion

Chapter 135 Indra Fruit

Seeing that Mo Chen couldn't be moved, Guixiu Youchen's eyes flashed gloomy, and his head burst open.

Black air spewed out, and a huge ghost head appeared.

"Aww!" a voice roared.

The ghost's head grew to several feet in size, and it opened its bloody mouth, biting towards Mo Chen, as if trying to swallow him whole.

"It's just in time!" Mo Chen didn't panic, he waved the Fire Crow Fan in his hand, and immediately the sky was full of flames, filling the huge mouth to the brim.

With a bang, the ghost head couldn't stand such infusion after all, and suddenly exploded into black air.

Seeing this, You Chen's headless body took a few steps back in shock. Its ghost head swallowing the sky has always been tried and tested, but it never wanted to be broken by one blow.

"How is it possible? How could he destroy it with one blow! Even if the flame restrains my ghost energy, it must not be to such an extent!"

Without his head, You Chen naturally couldn't think of a result.

It doesn't know how much mana Mo Chen poured into the Fire Crow Fan for this blow, it's half of it, equivalent to the whole body mana of an ordinary monk, that's why the power is so terrifying.

Seeing Mo Chen walking towards him, You Chen retreated again and again, and a large number of paper-cut figures spilled from his left and right sleeves.

When the paper figurines landed on the ground, they squirmed one after another, and after a while, they turned into weird paper figurines with heavy makeup, their movements were stiff, and they rushed towards Mo Chen.

Mo Chen was expressionless, and directly ignited a sea of ​​flames with his fan, burning hundreds of paper figurines to ashes.

The paper figurine is blessed by secret techniques, and its surface is as hard as gold and iron, but it is extremely afraid of flames, so in front of Mo Chen, it can be destroyed with a backhand.

Seeing this, despair emerged in You Chen's heart.

As for the suppression of monks, it had already expected it. It is absolutely impossible to massacre mortals without triggering a backlash from the cultivation world here.

But the monks who came were really too scary!
If it was an ordinary foundation-building monk, even in the late stage of foundation-building, You Chen felt that he could fight, but in front of Mo Chen, he felt that all his methods were useless.

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me, I can tell you the location of Indra Fruit!" You Chen Wutou knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

It seemed to feel wrong, it took out a piece of white paper, after stretching it a few times, it turned into a human head, and put it on the broken neck.

After doing this, You Chen continued: "I guarantee that this news is absolutely true! All I need is for my fellow Taoist to let me live..."

But before it finished speaking, it was covered by a large amount of flames urged by Mo Chen.

"Indra fruit is a good thing, it's a pity... I don't need it!" Mo Chen ignored the begging voice in the flames, and continued to urge the magic fan in his hand.

The so-called Indra fruit is not a spiritual fruit, but a ghost fruit condensed from ghostly secret arts. It is essentially a condensate of soul power, and taking it has the effect of enhancing spiritual consciousness.

Cultivators want to enhance spiritual consciousness, demon cultivators want to enhance it, and ghost cultivators want to, of course.

This is the origin of Indra.

When the flames dissipated, You Chen had turned into a pile of ashes, and the jade badge on Mo Chen's waist changed, with a number added on it.

"one two three?"

After Mo Chen saw it, he was puzzled.

After thinking for a while, he realized that this should be the meaning of 120 three-point record.

Afterwards, he searched all the valuables in Youchen's mansion and burned it down.

Moving forward, Mo Chen came across a cemetery with coffins lying around. "A group of gifted scholars and beauties who went outing in the suburbs" were having fun, and someone as beautiful as a fairy invited him to join.

To this, Mo Chen responded enthusiastically, and also set the matter on fire.

Immediately, another record was recorded.

However, due to the low strength of this group of "talented men and beautiful women", which is equivalent to the early stage of Qi refining, the record has only increased by about [-] points.

In the process, he wanted to understand the purpose of the Supreme Elder's decree to let them, the reserve Taoists, come to wipe out the gloomy abyss of death.

As far as the two groups of ghost cultivators Mo Chen has encountered so far, their strengths are all strange and abnormal, and ordinary monks of the same level are no match for them at all.

Coupled with the continuous influence of the underworld illusion array, and the spread of the underworld earth energy, it intensifies the hallucinogenic ability of the illusion array.

Under such circumstances, ordinary monks can only see the normal and incomparably sunny world, how can they see through that this place is actually a spooky ghost land.

If Mochen has no spiritual and clear purple pupils to see through emptiness, and no blessing of a pure heart charm, he can maintain his state of mind without waves.

I'm afraid it's also difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. Once or twice is fine, but if it's too much, it's easy to fall into self-denial, and Dao Xin is constantly being tortured, wondering if I'm slaughtering my family and killing talented people and beautiful women in spring.

Only by preparing the Dao seed, either the Dao heart is extremely firm, or there are many means to see through the falsehood, so that you will not doubt yourself because of this.

Due to the above reasons, a group of Taihua sects preparing Taoist seeds became the best candidates to wipe out the gloomy and dead country, so the trial was held in advance.

Kicking a certain coffin away, Mo Chen pulled out a bloody corpse inside with the control technique, and then directly burned it to ashes.

Then in the coffin, he found a piece of Yin Qi Mushroom, which is useful for water dragons and can enhance their physical fitness.

Blow away the tomb at the foot, and there is a paper money flower hidden inside, which is also a spiritual thing that is very beneficial to the water dragon. After eating it, it can make its claws grow sharper.

If this scene is seen by the cultivators influenced by the Underworld Illusionary Formation, it will become a bandit act of Mo Chen breaking into the house, murdering people and seizing treasures.

After searching carefully for a while, Mo Chen left satisfied.

It has to be said that there are quite a lot of spirits in the gloomy abyss, and all of them have already been occupied by those ghosts or ghost cultivators.

In other words, you only need to find those ghost cultivator lairs to get these spiritual things.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen immediately felt very motivated, wishing he could find a ghost cultivator lair immediately.

Although Mo Chen can't use these spiritual objects himself, the water dragon may not be able to. As far as the spiritual objects found so far are concerned, most of them are suitable for use by spiritual beasts.

Just as he was thinking so, he crossed a mountain full of human-shaped dead trees, and a brightly lit cottage appeared in front of him.

Different from the mansion and cemetery encountered before, the strength of the ghost cultivators entrenched in this cottage is obviously much higher than the previous two.

On the wall of the cottage, there are zombies patrolling with paper figurines, blood corpses and other ghosts.

After a rough count, Mo Chen was taken aback, thinking that there must be three or four hundred.

But after thinking about it, he thought, isn't this equivalent to hiding a precious spiritual object in the cottage?
Otherwise, these ghosts wouldn't be able to form a stronghold here, and the patrols would go one after another, defending so tightly.

At this time, a black light flew from a distance and fell into the cottage.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Chen found a gray barrier slowly rising, and all the zombies began to feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

(End of this chapter)