immortal mansion

Chapter 338
"Fellow Daoist He, what do you think?"

To the south of the arena, there are two figures standing on top of a tall building, one of them is Ao Wulie, the lord of the Jiao Palace, who is a middle-aged man with strong beard in armor, and he is looking at Beside him was a tall, thin woman in white.

The fellow Taoist He mentioned by Ao Wulie is called He Ling, and now he is the Lord of Linhuang City.

Before He Ling became the Lord of Linhuang City, she was a well-known fighting master in the Great Wilderness, that's why Ao Wulie asked such a question.

"This fight..."

"It should be Mo Chen who is slightly better."

He Ling looked ahead and said slowly.

"Oh, how do you see it?"

Ao Wulie was puzzled, in his opinion, it was obviously Tian Bufan... Maybe he should be called Ao Bufan in the future, because he should have the upper hand, how could it be that human monk?

"Fellow Daoist Ao just read it and you will know that Mo Chen is not as simple as it seems!" He Ling didn't explain the reason, but simply replied.

While the two were talking, the momentum erupting from below was even more astonishing.

By this time, all the onlookers had taken the initiative to stay away from the ring.

Anyone with a little discernment can tell that the big formation protecting the ring is already on the verge of its limit, and may collapse at any time.

"Tianxuan!"

After Mo Chen forced Tian Bufan to retreat, he displayed the sixth change of the Seven Star Sword Formation.

Immediately, the sword light erupting from the sword array began to expand rapidly!

In contrast, there is also a sharp increase in power.

Tian Bufan was accidentally injured by a sword light, and a huge gap was pulled out immediately, and thick and hot blood like mercury spurted out from the wound immediately.

He's done his best so far.

But he never thought that he was still not Mo Chen's opponent.

"This sword array is really terrifying, even the monk Nascent Soul will suffer a lot if he is trapped in it!" Tian Bufan was panting heavily while avoiding the shaking sword light.

"However, I still have a hole card to play, so...it is still unknown who will win the game."

The Zhuhuang Bible is a kung fu created by the power of the Yaozu. Naturally, it is impossible to have only a secret art like the true spirit calling blood.

And now Tian Bufan is ready to play his last hole card.

Originally, he didn't intend to use it, but this battle is really too important to him.

If it fails, there may be no hope for the Holy Son of Jiaogong.

Therefore, we have to fight hard!
"Fellow Daoist Mo, this is my last hole card, watch it!" After Tian Bufan finished speaking, he raised his head to the sky and roared, his whole body burst out with dazzling aura again.

"Boom!"

In the violent impact, the large formation protecting the arena was shattered.

At the same time, a huge figure appeared.

It is a huge blue dragon with a body length of hundreds of feet and four legs.

Jiao, but two feet, this is common sense.

But now, Tian Bufan's green jellyfish has grown four legs!
This is a clear sign of Hualong.

Seeing Ao Wulie in the distance, he couldn't help showing surprise on his face.

He can't do this.

Ao Wulie couldn't help but proudly said: "Fellow Daoist He, who should win this time?"

"This..." He Ling couldn't answer for a while.

She looked at Tian Bufan who was exuding a faint power of dragon, and she couldn't help doubting her previous judgment.

At this moment, another burst of bright aura burst out.

Suddenly there was a colossal monster in the field, but it was Mo Chen who cast the form of a dragon, and its length was close to three hundred feet.

Now, Ao Wulie suddenly lost confidence again.

Although Tian Bufan's real body is closer to that of a real dragon, the water flood figure is obviously more oppressive.

For the Yaozu, the size of the body is often an intuitive reflection of strength.

At this moment, Patriarch Cheng Yu saw Mo Chen's water dragon form, and his face became even more gloomy.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, but it was an elegant monk wearing Taoist robes.

"Friend Cheng Dao, are you safe?"

"It's you!"

Ancestor Cheng Yu saw the appearance of the visitor, and a look of disgust appeared on his expression.

This elegant monk is a Supreme Elder in the Lingxiao Palace, and he calls himself the Patriarch of Youjian.

Although the monk only has eternal interests in his eyes, it doesn't mean that the ancestor Cheng Yu, who was born in the southern region, will have a good impression of the ancestor Youjian.

Moreover, the idea of ​​sending out a letter of challenge to seize the Taihua Annex was also inspired by this person.

Patriarch Youjian showed a little indifference to Patriarch Cheng Yu's attitude. He looked at the two dragons fighting in the distance and said, "The small southern region is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I never thought that there would be two such Genius."

"Hey, it's a pity...it's a pity that they are destined to die soon!"

"If you have something to say, don't tell me where you are."

Hearing this, Old Ancestor Cheng Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Don't talk about Mo Chen, just that Tian Bufan, as far as I know, Ao Wulie, the master of Jiao Palace, has been watching him secretly, how could there be any accident?"

"No, no..." Patriarch Youjian shook his head and said.

"You can't just look at the surface. It is true that Ao Wulie has been protecting Tian Bufan, but does that mean he is really safe?"

"According to the time, it should be about the same time. Let's take a good look at it."

As soon as the words fell, an accident happened suddenly.

A huge opening was suddenly torn in the sky above the ring, and a giant claw covered with black hair stretched out from it, grabbing Mo Chen and Tian Bufan.Moreover, the giant claws seemed to have the power of sealing, which made the two of them unable to resist.

"presumptuous!"

A shout of anger came, and Ao Wulie had already been killed in just a split second.

He hastily sacrificed a fire dragon lamp, and hundreds of flood dragons sprang out from the lamp flame, rushing towards the giant claw.

On the other side, when the patriarch Yuzhang saw that Mo Chen had an accident, he immediately rescued him.

Mo Chen already has the power of Taoism, and will be the fresh blood to inherit the Tao of Taihua in the future, and must not be compromised in such a place.

Next to the arena below, Patriarch Youjian was already smiling.

"Look, am I wrong?"

"Oh, descending the gods? Lingxiao Palace is willing to spend the capital!" Ancestor Cheng Yu said with a sneer.

However, although he was disdainful in his heart, he already thought that the lives of Mo Chen and the others were in danger.

The so-called trance refers to a ritual spell. By making a deal with the extraterrestrial demons, those extraterrestrial demons can be induced to take action at special times.

Although this is not the correct usage of the spirit séance, this improved usage is indeed very practical.As long as the location of the target can be determined in advance and the medium is activated near the target, there is a great chance of success.

The only downside is that it costs a lot.

It should be noted that the trading items needed by the evil spirits outside the sky cannot be provided by orthodox monks. Since their names have a magic word in them, the things they need are of course souls and the like.

Where does the soul come from?

Naturally, they come from the countries of the Southern Regions.

"What's the purpose of Lingxiao Palace doing this?" Old Ancestor Cheng Yu asked.

In this regard, Patriarch Youjian smiled mysteriously.

"you guess?"

(End of this chapter)