legendary herbalist

Chapter 1584 None of you can escape

Mo Junrong suddenly rushed to attack, but Yunyou didn't expect it, and the speed of casting the elephant sword technique in his hand was half a beat slower.

Yunyou used the power of heaven and earth to condense her body, so her eyes could naturally see clearly the changes of the power of heaven and earth in every move of Mo Junrong.

During this dragon kowtow, there are many golden and red light spots like gravel in the wilderness, and the violent red that represents divine power fills the outer layer.

However, in terms of attack strength, it has far exceeded the normal level of the Wind Transformation Elephant Sword, which is similar to the Earth Shaker Transformation Elephant Sword.

While in the air, Yunyou had to use the first and third moves of turning into elephants to fight against the enemy.

The third move needs to be charged, and there is not enough time to prepare. The first move can't stop the dragon's kowtow.

At this critical moment, she had an idea and chose to hold the mist of Yunshan to her chest.

Hold the hilt of the sword with both hands, twist it slightly, and then spread the palms to the sides.

The long light gray sword body suddenly diffused to both sides with the gesture, changing into an ever-growing wall of fog.

In a blink of an eye, the fog wall covered Yunyou's whole body, changing from three feet long to three feet wide.

The clouds and mist on the surface of the wall are surging and flowing, just like a picture scroll, except that the clouds on a cloudy day are painted.

Mo Junrong's dragon kowtow, attacking in the shape of a dragon-shaped cloud band, hit the fog wall head-on.

The humming sounded instantly, shocking the eardrums, as if there were really countless dragons humming.

Immediately afterwards, the power in the cloud belt could no longer maintain its shape, and violently exploded to both sides.

The flames were mixed with metal fragments, forming a large circle of red clouds in the sky, gorgeous and full of death.

After a short time, the red cloud began to fade and dissipate, but there was a heavy rain in the sky.

It wasn't real raindrops, what fell was red-hot and molten metal droplets, and there were countless flames.

The detonating earth puppets on the ground crackled and exploded one after another after being drenched in the rain.

They couldn't bear the heat in the raindrops, let alone the divine power in the flames.

The already unstable core suddenly received such a severe impact, and the explosion was a matter of course.

But in the face of the fire rain, the blazing soul on the ground did not evade in the slightest.

Instead, they raised their heads and opened their arms, actively meeting the falling raindrops.

Metal droplets hit the surface of the armor, cooling and hardening layer by layer, making the armor thicker and thicker.

The breath of divine power in the flames merged into the bodies of the blazing souls along the gaps in the armor, making their flames of glory burn even more vigorously.

In the sky, as the red clouds dissipated, Mo Junrong saw a huge gap in the middle of the originally flat fog wall.

Around the fog wall, there are also countless network cracks, in which the flow of clouds and mist has stagnated.

Behind the gap in the fog wall, Yunyou looked a little scary, with a palm-sized piece of flesh missing from her left shoulder.

But it should be where the wound should be, but there is no blood, and no muscle or bone can be seen.

There is only the pure light of the power of heaven and earth inside, and nothing else.Mo Junrong was amazed by the colorful scene of the wound.

He wasn't sure if his dragon kowtow hurt Yunyou, it looked like it, but it didn't look like it.

But he knew one thing, that wall of fog was the shape-changing mist of Yunshan, the divine weapon itself.

Using the attack blessed by the Divine Ax of Destiny, I successfully broke through the defense of Yunshan Mist, which may have damaged the material of the divine weapon.

Sure enough, Yunyou folded her hands together, the fog wall shrank and gathered, and changed into a long sword again.

In the middle of the long sword, there are many small holes in the blade, like leaves that have been gnawed by insects.

The mist of Yunshan was indeed damaged!
Mo Junrong was very excited when he saw it, and felt a big mouthful of anger in his chest.

He laughed loudly and shook his voice: "Hahahaha, do you think that destroying the formation will stop me from killing all the practitioners in Yunxiu Continent.

Naive, this world is already in my palm, those little bugs that hide, I have enough time to slowly crush them to death.

But it's a pity that you won't live until that time!

I have picked a good place for you to burrow into the ground, and it is this Feng Xiao Sect! "

Mo Junrong's voice was mixed with mental fluctuations, and the mental fluctuations were filled with the fire of glory.

Under the action of the fire of glory, the blazing soul, fire dragon, and scythe on the ground all became resonant instruments that amplified the sound.

To the practitioners, it sounds like there are countless Mo Junrongs shouting these words overwhelmingly in every corner.

Those cultivators who entered the Tianzhou one after another outside the hatch of the Tianzhou, immediately became confused like ants in a frying pan when they heard this.

Everyone swarmed into the cabin door, wanting to enter the Tianzhou as soon as possible.

Although they don't know if it's 100% safe to hide in the sky boat, at least it's better to have such a giant fortress as shelter than to be outside directly.

Not to mention, the cultivators put aside their faces and identities, and crowded towards the cabin door like ordinary people going to the market.

On the contrary, to a certain extent, it speeds up the speed of the crowd boarding the sky boat.

More than half of the people who had originally boarded the Tianzhou, only a little over [-]% were still outside.

Now the [-]% or more of the people actually squeezed up to [-]% within the time of ten breaths.

There are still more than [-]% of the people who are pushing in from the hatch, about [-] or so.

Behind each cabin door, there are Qian Yunzong disciples to help guide the crowd and let everyone walk along the passage quickly.

Give up the space for the practitioners who just came in from outside, so as not to block the door and hinder the passage.

In the core cabin of Tianzhou, Mingkong Zilin and the elders of Qianyunzong flew all the way here.

There are still five Xueyun elders and more than 20 disciples staying in the core cabin.

Seeing the suzerain bring people back, they hurriedly gave up the console and quickly transferred the control of Tianzhou.

Mo Junrong's voice also reached here, shaking the iron plates on the wall to sizzle.

Mingkong Aoqing slapped the button and urged everyone: "Quickly open all the power channels, activate the fire jets at the bottom, and let Tianzhou enter the take-off preparation state!
Check the attitude reading of Tianzhou, the damage of each area, hurry up! "

The elders acted immediately, opening the connection points of the Tianzhou power passage one by one, and guiding the power of the Sunburst Furnace outward.

Zilin came to the control ring table, and controlled the light-absorbing magic device installed on the shell of Tianzhou to change the image on the cabin wall.

The image was zoomed in and zoomed in, showing the scene of practitioners fighting hard in the army of blazing souls.

Those people are the strong ones who took the initiative to stay behind. There should be fifty of them, and they are all the forward team members who landed in advance to clean up the landing zone just now.

However, Zilin controlled Naguang Jiying to scan all directions outside the Tianzhou, and the number of strong vanguards that appeared in the image could not be gathered to 50 people.

She felt a chill in her heart. The number of people was less than fifty, which meant that some strong people had already fallen.

Due to the extreme chaos of the battle, there were too many blazing souls and detonating clay puppets surrounded, and she couldn't see which ones were still alive.

Seeing Mo Junrong's high-spirited look in the video, Zi Lin's face turned livid with anger. How could there be such a traitor in Yunxiu Continent.

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind.

(End of this chapter)