immortal mansion

Chapter 513 Resentment
After Yaoyang's spiritual fire burned out that strange power, the clay figurine with Mo Chen's face also collapsed together.

At the same time, the coldness that had suddenly filled his soul disappeared at this moment.

Looking around, the other people's condition is quite bad.

Although they all used their hole cards to resist, under the influence of that unknown strange force, they might not be able to get rid of the influence in a short time, and those clay figurines crawling towards them are also troublesome.

"It's a rare opportunity!"

Relying on Yaoyang's spiritual fire, Mo Chen took advantage of the opportunity of the people present being held back, and disappeared into the seal in a blink of an eye.

Inside the seal, unexpectedly, is a small world.

The area of ​​the small world is not small, at least it has a radius of nearly a thousand miles, but everything inside is a vast expanse of whiteness, whether it is mountains or rivers, everything is covered by a layer of white mud.

At the ruins of a huge building, Mo Chen also saw a building that was suspected to be a teleportation hall.

It's just that it's different from other teleportation halls he's seen before. This teleportation hall has been severely damaged, and most of it has disappeared, leaving only some broken walls and pillars with the characteristics of teleportation halls.

Mo Chen raised his head and looked forward again.

Right in front of him in the center of the small world, an astonishing torrent of aura surged into the sky.

The torrent of spiritual energy was constantly washing over the top of the small world, where there were many talisman civilizations that could perish, forming a large sealing formation that lasted for an unknown number of years.

In Mo Chen's view, it is not so much that the treasure tree of elixir is sealed here, but rather it is a source of energy left by the beings who once set a seal here, and the tree's astonishing amount of spiritual energy overflows to maintain the seal .

As for the purpose of setting the seal, he thought it was related to the white matter here.

Once burned by Yaoyang's flexibility, the white substance kept shrinking and receding, even the original ground of the small world was exposed.

At this moment, that strange force strikes again!
It came from all directions, most likely from those white substances.

The strange force that struck enveloped Mo Chen in an instant, and then wanted to turn into the body.

At the same time, all the white matter in the small world squirmed and quickly gathered in a fixed direction, vaguely about to condense into a huge human form.

"Golden Flame!"

Facing that strange force, Mo Chen had no choice but to call out Jin Yan from his body.

In an instant, the temperature of the small world rose sharply.

In the surging sea of ​​flames, a white and tender boy congealed in the flames, it was Yaoyang Huo Huo Ling Jin Yan.

I saw him suddenly lift his little hand like a lotus root arm, and a frenzied look flashed across his little face.

The sea of ​​flames, which was already expanding rapidly, accelerated again after Jin Yan's urging, and hundreds of thousands of huge tongues of flame burst out, covering a third of the small world in less than three breaths.

"Ahhhh!"

An ear-piercing scream came from the gradually formed white human figure, and a large amount of white paste burst out from the whole body. It seemed to be afraid of the terrifying power of the Yaoyang fire, and it gave out waves of extremely strange resonance.

The strange power rushing towards Mo Chen suddenly disappeared, and they all rolled back towards the white figure.

"What the hell is this!"

The more Mo Chen knew, the more he felt that the unrecorded history of this world was not simple.

It's like the gradually forming white human figure in front of me, neither a monster nor a foreign demon, with the continuous formation of limbs, it emits a strange and unknown breath.

"It doesn't matter who you are, even if a god stands in front of you, I will kill you!"

Thinking of this, he didn't think too much, and directly sacrificed all the wood spirit swords.

Considering that the kendo moves inspired by the wood spirit energy were not strong enough, Mo Chen even used the spirit transformation, and merged with Shui Lan to become a half-dragon man, and the nature of the true essence in his body gradually became overbearing.

Taking advantage of the brief interval when the Zhimu Lingjian formed a sword array, he held the moonlight sword shrouded in moonlight, and turned forward into a human figure with five senses, which was a torrent of moonlight.

With the blessing of Long Yuan, the moonlight torrent has changed.

The color changed from bluish white to pale blue, and there was the sound of dragon chant in the faint torrent.

As soon as such power fell on the human form, it immediately cut off a large piece of flesh and blood.

It's just that Mo Chen frowned slightly when he saw this result. It wasn't that he was dissatisfied with the power of the moonlight torrent with the blessing of Longyuan, but that although the blow just now was strong, it was still not suitable for a huge white human figure whose body was as big as a mountain. , but it is only equivalent to itching.

At this time, all the five sense organs on the object have been fully displayed.

Mo Chen took a look and realized that it was not his appearance, so he was relieved.

Suddenly he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him. He looked back and found that it was the Nascent Soul cultivator outside. Three people had already escaped from the influence of that strange force and flew into the small world from the crack in the seal.

Coincidentally, Mo Chen recognized that the three people who flew in belonged to the Luoyun Holy Land that ruled here.

When the three of them saw Mo Chen in the small world, they were all taken aback.

"How is it possible that there is someone who can get rid of the influence of the evil thoughts of resentment and nightmare before us?" The heart of the white-bearded and hair-haired old man with a childlike face can only be described as extremely shocked at this moment.

As the first force to discover the treasure tree of spiritual eyes, Luo Yun, as a holy land force in Central Continent, naturally has the ability to explore the small world in the seal, and what caused them the most headaches and fears during the exploration process was the kind of The strange thing called nightmare.

Resentment and nightmare are essentially a polymer of strong emotions.

Their origins are not simple, at least they can be traced back to millions of years ago that this world has no historical records.

Ordinary five-element spells have little effect on Nightmare, and the only ones that can cause a lot of damage to them are attacks of consciousness.

The reason why the three of them were able to get out of trouble quickly was because of a rare spiritual treasure.

This spirit treasure is called the "Spirit-Suppressing Bell". Although it is an acquired imitation, it can also emit the sound of the Suppressing-Spirit Bell. It can be regarded as a powerful spiritual attack, and it is extremely effective against the nightmare's evil thoughts.

"Great Elder, what should I do?" A female cultivator in yellow with a fairy air next to her couldn't help leaning over and asking, seeing that the Great Elder Si Nanzi had been silent for a long time.

A giant man made of pure gold also cast a questioning look at Si Nanzi.

Although the three of them are all in the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, they seem to be inferior to the black-haired young man in the late-stage of Nascent Soul, but they are all born in Luoyun Holy Land, and they have countless skills and secrets, and their strength cannot be estimated by common sense. , and with the help of Lingbao Town Lingzhong, even a cultivator of Huashen can fight.

Si Nanzi's eyes flickered, and he was evaluating Mo Chen's strength in his heart.

According to the spiritual fire, and this huge sword formation...

(End of this chapter)