immortal mansion

Chapter 532 Slaughter God
First, a tide of spiritual power exploded, and after a hundred breaths of time, the sound like thunder came back.

Looking at the insignificant pinprick on the surface of the profit and loss moon, Mo Chen frowned slightly, thinking that this ancient god is really a little scary, and his attack is almost like tickling for it.

Almost at the same time, the blue-white light of the waxing and waning moon in the sky above the curtain of sky flashed, and a huge circular light curtain spread out from it, and at the same time began to spread rapidly in all directions.

Wherever the light curtain went, blue and white tentacles emerged strangely, and phantoms of moon eclipse beasts emerged from it.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of impact sounds came, and a large number of phantoms suddenly appeared outside the purple shield, attacking frantically.

In the next moment, a golden flame filled the shield, erasing all the shadows of the moon eclipse beast attached to it.

Then Jin Yan's figure appeared and turned into a Balrog form with a size of tens of feet, floating in mid-air and shooting out tongues of fire, burning madly at the surrounding phantoms.

The others were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Mo Chen is driving the Ziyu flying shuttle, approaching the main body of the profit and loss moon.

With his current powerful divine sense, it is not difficult to avoid the sweep of its tentacles. What is difficult is that as the distance shrinks, a powerful spiritual coercion begins to appear. Can't live.

Fortunately, after reaching a certain level, this coercion finally stopped increasing.

Otherwise, Mo Chen would definitely turn around and leave right now.

On the left and right sides, there are also monks rushing forward, obviously wanting to fly close to the moon of profit and loss.

They are Qingping Qingming from the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning in Zhongzhou, Xuanjian from Tianjianfu from Dongzhou, and Canglin, a little-known loose cultivator.

The closer the five were, the greater the obstacles they encountered.

From time to time, tentacles like a forest swept past.

Once hit by these tentacles, even a flying shuttle of Zi Yu's level would be too much to bear.

Not to mention that among the tentacles, there are still a large number of phantoms of moon eclipse beasts entrenched. At this moment, people are emerging like a tide, ready to completely submerge them with numbers.

"Buzzing..."

A huge low-frequency noise sounded, shaking the shuttle to resonate with it.

Immediately afterwards, another bluish-white light curtain came down.

Mo Chen originally thought that there would be a large number of phantoms of moon eclipse beasts after the light curtain passed, but this time it was completely beyond his expectation. When the light curtain just passed by, the shield that originally protected the Ziyu flying shuttle was distorted. stand up.

After a while, the blue and white tentacles twisted, and a large number of moon eclipse beasts crawled out of them.

"It's still possible to do this?" Mo Chen has never seen such supernatural powers, which can even break the shield directly.

But the surprise was the surprise, the movements of his hands were not slow at all, and immediately after Huitian ruler was sacrificed, a large number of ruler shadows appeared, falling like raindrops on the rushing moon eclipse beast.

After being hit by Huitian Ruler, they all exploded into blood mist in the air, but they were still brave enough to die.

At the same time, Moon of Gain and Loss gave up attacking the five people with its huge tentacles, as if it had been invaded to the warning distance.

The sound of "Bobo" continued, and one after another the smaller tentacles broke off.

As soon as these tentacles left the mother's body, they immediately began to twist and wriggle, as if they were about to become something.

At the same time, the bluish-white blood surged from the wound of the Moon of Prosperity and Loss. This blood is extremely volatile, and in just the blink of an eye, a huge fog area with a range of hundreds of miles was created.

On Mo Chen's side, just after dealing with all the moon eclipses, he found a black shadow approaching extremely quickly in the mist.

With a sound of "Boom", the shield formed by Zi Yugang trembled violently.

But a tentacle hit the shield, and its surface was covered with eyeballs of different sizes. At this moment, all of them gathered on Mo Chen's body, and blue and white ripples began to appear.

He suddenly felt dazed for a while, but a golden flame soon appeared on his body.

The flames cleared everything, and those eyeballs were also bitten back, and all of them shed blood and tears.

At this time, Mo Chen looked at the tentacles outside the protective shield, secretly thinking that it was not good.

I saw this tentacle extending like a membrane, obviously trying to wrap the entire shield inside.

Although it doesn't know its purpose in doing so, it can't just stand by.

As soon as Mo Chen raised his hand, hundreds of swimming fish immediately flew out of his sleeve, shooting towards the tentacles one after another.

Unexpectedly, the Zhimu Lingjian only scored three points, and never made another inch.

"how come?"

Seeing that the spirit sword didn't work, Mo Chen opened his mouth and spit out another golden fire bead.

When Yaoyang's spiritual fire exploded, the tentacles that were about to cover the flying shuttle were burned through at once.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zi Yumeng accelerated and rushed out.

In order to prevent such a thing from happening again, Mo Chen recalled Jin Yan who was showing his might in the distance.

Just like that, Ziyu Feishuo was in front, and Yaoyang Linghuo, which was hundreds of feet high, followed behind.

Seven tentacles were burned to death one after another, the bluish-white blood mist that hindered consciousness dissipated, and a huge eyeball appeared in front of his eyes, and crazy malice was gushing out from it.

Suddenly, a burst of bluish-white light condensed in front of him, and an extra figure appeared.

But he is a fairy-like person, with jade soul and icy muscles that are rare in the world, and his beauty is infinite.

Thin application of lead powder, Yingying hanging Qiluo.

Just looking at her, Mo Chen's consciousness was greatly impacted.

For a moment, the world spun.

When Mo Chen came back to his senses, he found himself lying on the bed, looking at the familiar ceiling, his expression suddenly became extremely horrified.

"Wait, here, is this here!" Mo Chen opened his eyes wide, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

Looking out of the window, there are towering houses and dark blue rolling hills in the distance, and the familiar scene comes into view.

Everything is so real, even if you open the book on the shelf, you can see the handwriting on it clearly, and the content is normal and smooth, not a simple splicing.

An arm was caressing his back, as if someone was sleeping on his back, full of warmth from skin contact.

But in the next moment, the purple thunder and lightning split everything apart.

The scene before Mo Chen's eyes changed, and he happened to see a horrified look on the face of the person opposite him.

In the blink of an eye, he understood the ins and outs of the matter.

First, he was pulled into the illusion by the moon of profit and loss, and then the Zixiao Thunder Talisman suddenly took effect, abruptly breaking the illusion of the moon of profit and loss, allowing him to wake up.

"Hey, are you the Zixiao Thunder Talisman?"

Mo Chen looked at a small light symbol floating in front of him in surprise.

Immediately, a strong consciousness came over, and Xiao Guangfu said that he was the Zixiao Leifu species.

However, it already has its own spiritual wisdom, to be precise, it should be the spirit of the rune seed, that is, the rune spirit.

Soon, Fu Ling showed his strength.

After getting Mo Chen's permission, it was able to extract his mana, and it turned out one after another Zixiao Thunder Talisman by itself, and the speed of turning the talismans was even faster than that of woodblock printing.

In just the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand Purple Cloud Thunder Talismans were formed.

"It turns out that the talisman species can turn into a talisman spirit, and can draw talismans by itself when it grows up!" Mo Chen muttered, his expression was naturally a little surprised.

In this way, as long as he releases the Zixiao Thunder Talisman spirit, it is equivalent to having an extra Zixiao Thunder Talisman printing machine, which can continuously send out fourth-order Thunder Talismans to attack the enemy.

Looking at the moon of profit and loss again, it gritted its teeth at this moment and rushed towards Mo Chen.

Seeing this scene, Mo Chen beckoned to call back all the wood spirit swords, and immediately pumped up the true energy in his body.

After playing more than ten formulas in a row, all of them fell on the spirit sword in front of him.

Without the slightest delay, the wood spirit swords gathered together and turned into a small sword burning with gray flames.

Connecting the world with the body, the unimaginable vitality of the world gathers.

With the blessing of the vitality of heaven and earth, the flames on the surface of the small sword suddenly rose sharply, turning into a beam of light soaring into the sky.

As soon as he finished these actions, the human form of the moon of profit and loss has already rushed up, his hands twisted and blurred into tentacles, and there is no emotion on his beautiful face.

The Zhimu Lingjian wrapped in gray flames collided with the tentacles, and a spiritual storm was immediately stirred up at the intersection.

Nearly a thousand fights in one breath, and the moon of profit and loss has never been defeated.

Mo Chen's eyes were serious, and he struck out a few spells again, and the flames on the Wood Spirit Sword immediately dissipated, replaced by golden flames.

After seeing the Yaoyang Spiritual Fire, the face of the opposite human figure turned blue, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

At this moment, its pupils shrank suddenly, and its figure moved sideways.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Chen's figure emerged behind the moon of profit and loss, and he slashed down fiercely with the Zhimu Lingjian in his hand.

This time, the moon of profit and loss let out a cry of pain, his left arm was cut off by the roots, and a large stream of blue and white blood gushed out.

The sizzling sound continued, and the residual Yaoyang spiritual fire was still burning, burning the granulation buds that had grown in its wound into coke.

Mo Chen struck while the iron was hot, and slashed out several sword qi one after another.

The human figure finally wailed, and suddenly turned into countless blue and white rays of light and dissipated.

At the same time, the breath of the huge moon of profit and loss dissipated.

In an instant, an extremely dazzling bluish-white light swept everywhere, and all the foreign demons disappeared in smoke wherever it passed.

Cheers and shouts resounded through the sky immediately.

Mo Chen couldn't believe it, he actually killed an ancient god like this.

"No, the ancient gods will never die, and the moon of profit and loss should just fall into a deep sleep."

He guessed that what he just solved should be the soul of the moon of profit and loss, and his body would disappear naturally when the soul died.

Without further thinking, Ziyu Feishuo flew towards a certain direction in God's Domain.

After solving the problems of Prosperity and Loss Moon and his dependents, relying on the hints and guidance from the Immortal Mansion Gold List, Mo Chen quickly found a large number of fragments of Ascension to Immortal Terrace.

……

At the center of God's Domain with the moon of profit and loss, the coalition forces stopped for a while to recuperate.

A large amount of spiritual liquid fixed and liquefied by the spirit-gathering array was transported to ships such as the God-slaying Ship. The powerful firepower required strong logistics support, and these spiritual liquids were used to supply the energy for the magic weapon of war.

In addition, batches of monks were sent by the shuttle to supplement the loss of the coalition forces' attack.

Ten years later, a new wave of offensive was launched.

The second thing that stands in front of everyone is the extreme emotion of the living beings towards death.

Unlike the moon of profit and loss where the subordinates are mighty, the ancient god's death omen is located in the domain of the gods where he is alone.

As far as the omen of death is concerned, he doesn't need his followers to spread his emotions.

All living beings are not afraid of death, and even monks are no exception to this point.

Especially those big monks whose lifespan is nearing the end, once they are afraid of death, the emotions they provide are definitely far beyond ordinary people.

It is precisely because of this that the horror of the omen of death is beyond imagination.

The huge number of coalition forces is of no use here, and even the Nascent Soul cultivator can only wander outside the Death Omen God's Domain, and only the Transformation God cultivators can enter. They are the only hope to defeat the Omen of Death.

This time, the coalition forces began to suffer Huashen-level casualties.

Participating in it, Mo Chen felt powerless for the first time.

Whether it's Guixu Sword Intent, Yaoyang Spiritual Fire, or Zixiao Fuling, none of them can cause a lot of damage to the omen of death.

Gathering most of the cultivators in the cultivating stage of cultivation, they paid a lot of casualties and even the price of one person's death, so they finally grind to death the ancient god who didn't fight back all the way.

After he fell, a huge fragment of Ascension Terrace appeared.

It is actually one-fifth of the complete Shengxiantai!

……

In the days that followed, the coalition forces continued to carry out the will of the cultivators who transformed themselves into gods.

For hundreds of years, ancient gods, strong or weak, all fell in front of the incomparably blocking soldiers.

More and more fragments of Ascending Immortal Terrace were found, and all of them were sent to an altar between Zhongzhou and Dongzhou, called Feisheng Immortal Island.

Here, the pieces of Ascension Terrace will be put together and repaired.

The coalition forces swept across in a mighty force until the last piece of Shengxiantai was recovered.

In the ninth century since the Battle of Retribution, Feisheng Xiandao ushered in the most important moment.

Mo Chen stood in front of the altar, looked up at a simple high platform ahead, with a serious expression on his face.

Xiyue, who had just broken through to Huashen, stood with him, also with a serious expression.

At this moment, almost all the cultivators in this world gathered together, waiting for Shengxiantai to be completely restored.

As the last fragment was installed, a strange wave began to diffuse.

"Boom!"

Specially designed for Shengxiantai, the huge spirit-gathering formation comparable in size to the Tianxuan spirit veins is in operation, absorbing the spiritual energy from the millions of miles of sea area, and using it as the energy source for Shengxiantai's operation.

A faint beam of light, the size of a thin needle at first.

Then.

It spread to a thickness of ten feet, blasting a huge vortex straight into the sky.

In the vortex, seven-color spiritual energy escaped and fell.

At the same time, there are still some inexplicable auras, which even the cultivators of Huashen cannot distinguish, are emerging from the vortex.

Falling on the souls of the people, there is a sense of pleasure like a long drought and nectar.

"This...is this?"

The old Huashen, whose soul was about to decay, seemed to think of something, pulled away and flew to Shengxiantai, and his face suddenly showed ecstasy.

"It's true, I really got in touch with the upper world!"

I saw that his originally gray hair began to return to jet black, and he no longer looked half as old as before.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help getting excited.

Even, some people wept with joy.

After a while, the person on the stage took a deep breath and issued a spell towards Shengxiantai.

Suddenly, a huge torrent of spiritual energy poured out of the vortex.

Its scale is large and its aura is pure, far beyond anyone's imagination.

　Thanks to Tianhetang for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)