immortal mansion

Chapter 306
Turning his gaze to the pillar of spiritual light that shot into the deep abyss, Mo Chen thought for a while, and took out all the filth beads on his body, a total of more than 120 beads, all piled together to form a hill.

In the sound of prayers, these foul air beads condensed from a large amount of foul air first emitted a large amount of foul air, and then the color began to quickly become transparent. After a while, all of them were purified into mana beads.

He had just taken back all the mana beads, but suddenly there was a sudden change.

In the slanted ground, a crimson flame suddenly shot out.

A slender fiery red flying sword was wrapped in the blazing fire, and a resounding phoenix cry could be vaguely heard, and then the fire seemed to condense into a fire phoenix, bringing out an extremely long trail.

Mo Chen's face changed slightly, and he raised his hand and shot dozens of sword lights.

There was only a chaotic sound of "Ding Ling Dang Clang", the fiery red flying sword flew 36 handles behind the Wood Spirit Sword, and was blocked by the Moonlight Sword.

With Mo Chen as the point, the fire wave was divided into two halves, and the ground on both sides was directly burned several feet away.

Being so close, Mo Chen could even clearly see the style of the fiery red flying sword. The sword was engraved with a fire phoenix that was about to fly, and the sword grid was in the style of a rare flying wing. It was an extremely unique sword. flying sword.

At this time, a figure emerged from Baizhangkai, exuding the aura of the mid-stage Golden Core. He waved back the fiery red flying sword, and looked at Mo Chen with a surprised face. He didn't expect that he tried his best to sneak attack, but he was actually blocked.

Mo Chen looked at this person, with killing intent flashing in his eyes, he snorted coldly, "What do you mean, Fellow Daoist?"

"Haha, of course it's for those who are capable of treasures!" Wearing a red burqa and covering it tightly, the strange man used a sword as the head of an owl, and then made exaggerated movements of his body and let out a maniacal laugh.

Before he finished speaking, his figure exploded into flames.

The next moment, a flame appeared in front of Mo Chen, and the strange man in red rushed out of it, and waved the flying sword in his hand, bringing out a wave of flames, as powerful as melting gold and melting iron.

Seeing this, Mo Chen frowned slightly, and raised his sword sharply.

"Clang!" came the dull sound of striking iron.

Qingbai Yuehui collided with Honglian Chiyan, causing a violent explosion.

It wasn't over yet, the next instant, a bluish-white torrent shot out from the flames at a high speed, and hit the robed monk, covering him completely.

Mo Chen took a few steps back, looked at the strange man enveloped in the moonlight, and suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart, because there was no movement from inside.Before he had time to think about it, he sensed the stabbing pain coming from his back, turned around and slashed down with a sharp sword.

At this time, behind Mo Chen, a flame suddenly appeared, and a sword was cut out from it.

"Huh la la!" The fire light engulfed the sword light, and it fell head-on and face-to-face.

In the blink of an eye, the two swords collided again, and there was another explosion, and a circular fire wave exploded quickly.

When the fire disappeared, Mo Chen was surprised to find that there was no trace of the strange person in the vision of his consciousness.

A purple glow flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself, "Is this leaving?"

"No, that's not right!"

Suddenly, Mo Chen's face changed, and his body rushed forward.

At the very moment, a fiery red knife shadow fell vertically, and he narrowly dodged it.

"what?"

When the flames dissipated, the weird man in the burqa condensed his figure, looked at Mo Chen in surprise, and asked loudly: "You must have discovered it? Otherwise, how could my hidden flame sword fail?"

When he said this, he kept looking at the fiery red flying sword in his hand, and his words were full of disbelief.

Mo Chen naturally ignored this person, and his backhand was a torrent of moonlight.

Then without looking at the result, there was another one towards the slope.

This time, screams came from the moonlight torrent.

Then the flames appeared again, and the burqa monster who appeared was extremely miserable, and a large number of pustules began to pop out all over his body, and his already crazy behavior became even more violent at this time.

"Ah, how is that possible!"

The burqa weirdo never imagined that his actions would be discovered.

Seeing the other party's panic-stricken look, Mo Chen couldn't help thinking that he was lucky to have Yaoyanghuo, otherwise this time, he might suffer a big loss under the hands of this elusive weirdo.

The reason why he was able to locate the other party just now was because Jin Yan was reminding him.

Having fought against the opponent several times, Mo Chen already had a certain understanding of the methods of the burqa monster.If what he expected is correct, this person should rely on spiritual fire to perform a strange method similar to fire escape.

Regardless of how the opponent can achieve this with the strength of the mid-term golden core, Mo Chen is not helpless in terms of cracking this method.Theoretically, Jin Yan, who is already a half-step Yaoyang spiritual fire, can keenly sense the gathering and flow of the surrounding fire spiritual energy, which is far more refined than a monk, so he can lock the position where the opponent will appear in advance.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to seriously injure the burqa monster with one blow.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen wanted to keep the weirdo. After all, the method similar to fire escape is really hard to guard against.At the same time, if he can get it, it will be of great use to him.

But at this time, he saw the other party burst into flames again. This time, not only could he not see the other party's existence in the world of spiritual consciousness, Jin Yan also failed to find the place where the fire spiritual power gathered around.

"It seems that he really escaped!"

Mo Chen shook his head, feeling a little disappointed.

Then he put away the mana beads scattered on the ground, and flew towards Shen Yuan's exit.

On the way, I saw many monks one after another, but they all looked defensive, and most of them had a lot of injuries on their bodies, and some were covered in blood. They looked extremely miserable.

Obviously, not all of them had smooth sailing in the process of hunting the unholy demon.

At this moment, a line of sight was fixed on Mo Chen.

The owner of the line of sight is a middle-aged monk covered in blood. He can vaguely see that he has a face with Chinese characters. The mana is already surging, if he is not stopped by his companions in time, he may rush forward.

"Qianyan, the murderer is just a filthy ghost!" A young man with a tired face and star-eyed brows grabbed the middle-aged monk tightly and said.

Hearing these words, the middle-aged monk fell to his knees and wept bitterly.

Seeing this scene, Mo Chen raised his left hand and let out a cold snort, he didn't care about these three people.

After such an episode, he noticed that many monks looked at him with more or less resentment or hatred in their eyes, and almost all of these people were seriously injured.

"Why is this?" Mo Chen was puzzled.

It's just obvious that no one will answer for him.

(End of this chapter)