The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 65 Intimidation
If you count the differences between the human world and the Yin Earth, you can say a lot at that time, and there are even many basic rules, but there are huge differences.

But at least one thing is the same, that is, the equivalence of spatial distance.

For example, the yin and earth are similar to the back of the yang world. They are like the front and back of a piece of paper. When you penetrate the paper at the front, what you enter is the back of the paper.

And Mo Chengjun's plan, in fact, is also simple, that is, the evil ghost king is worried about turning the tiger away from the mountain.

To be more specific, Mo Chengjun made great efforts to create momentum in the north of the ghost city, making noise, attracting the attention of the evil ghost king, and even attracting him.

And Chu Xuexian was lying in ambush to the south of the ghost city, and immediately rushed into the sword array after the evil ghost king left.

The success or failure of this plan does not depend on whether the evil ghost king knows about it, or even whether he is willing or not, but whether Mo Chengjun's movements are loud enough and whether there is a substantial threat.

Just like now, when the entire ghost city is about to be destroyed, what kind of sword array, what kind of sword repair, those are not important anymore, the important thing is to keep one's own foundation.

This is Yang Conspiracy.

I clearly tell you what I'm going to do, but you still have to accept it.

After Chu Xuexian threw herself into the sword formation, she urged the spell almost without hesitation. Her flying sword was like a rainbow that turned into a circle of light, cutting the ghost pawns outside the sword formation into two in a daze. Half.

With this blow, Chu Xuexian's face turned pale, but she didn't dare to delay, she threw out a dozen pill bottles and gave them to the rest of the people.

Naturally, these people didn't dare to delay, they took the jade bottle and poured water into their mouths.

And Chu Xuexian quickly came to Baling'er's side, taking a pill to heal internal injuries, a pill to catch his life, and another pill to restore the exhausted mana and blood.

In the end, she crushed a elixir and sprinkled it directly on Baling'er's body, like a shower of sweet rain, allowing his wounds to stop bleeding, shrink, and heal little by little.

It has to be said that, as the largest force in Kyushu, the pills distributed by the Daqian Dynasty are not many real top-quality pills.

But they were all above the standard line, and there were not many inferior ones, and Chu Xuexian's series of actions could be called smooth and smooth.

This was the result of her rehearsing many times, and the effect was visible to the naked eye. Baling'er's face quickly turned rosy, and her breathing became much more stable.

Of course, he wasn't the only one who got better, but also several sword cultivators around him.

The elixir entered the stomach, and there was an endless stream of mana. After replenishing the body, the four sword cultivators finally recovered from the exhaustion, and they finally had the strength to speak.

It was the handsome swordsman who opened his mouth first: "Xue Xian, Xue Xian, why are you running back?"

Seeing that they were all fine, Chu Xuexian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when she heard the question, she said angrily: "You guys know how to lie to me, trick me out, but you are all here, can I not come to rescue you?

Come, come, take these! "

As she said that, she took out a large pile of pill bottles, divided them into four parts with one stroke, and gave a pile to each person.

It should be said that Mo Chengjun has swept all the elixirs of the demon slayer, and most of them are here.

In fact, he wasn't sure that this plan would definitely save people, but even if it didn't work, he still had to send these elixir. With these elixir to restore mana, he could last longer.

Time, on the other hand, represents possible variables.

At this time, the golden core old man finally opened his mouth. He looked at the terrifying lightning fluctuations in the distant sky, and said, "Which one of the true disciples of the Wanfa sect have you met? On the expert?
This type of thunder magic power is really terrifying!
But, how did you persuade him to help? "

Obviously, he was not the only one who cared about this question, and it aroused the curiosity of several others. Their eyes focused, and they all fell on Chu Xuexian.

And Chu Xuexian's expression was weird, and she didn't know how to speak.

The handsome swordsman was still more impatient: "What's wrong? Is it convenient to say? Junior sister, did he ask for something too much?"

Clearly, this is an admirer!

Chu Xuexian couldn't hold back anymore, she immediately said: "No, don't guess, that, the senior brother who made the move is not Wanfazong, let alone Shenxiaozong."

"Which disciple is that from another sect? I haven't heard of any sect who is good at this kind of supernatural power? Is it a successor who was cultivated secretly?" The old man of Jindan felt that he had extensive knowledge and had already begun to guess.

It's just that, in the next second, he failed.

"Well, this senior brother belongs to our sect!"

"What?"

"What are you kidding?"

"Junior Sister, this can't be nonsense, is it possible in our sect to be so slippery with spells?"

Everyone was not calm anymore, even the two who hadn't spoken just now spoke out to refute.

Just kidding, if you want to say that Xinghe Jianzong doesn't play swords, yes!

But how can it be possible to play magic to such a level?

However, at this moment, someone said, "Is it my brother Mo who came?"

It was not Chu Xuexian who said these words, but a weak voice, which attracted everyone's attention as soon as he spoke.

Then, everyone discovered that Baling'er had woken up.

He was still weak and his face was as ugly as ever, but he looked at the big movement in the sky and tried his best to smile.

"It seems that it is me, Junior Brother Mo, who is here!!!"

He used an affirmative sentence for this, and Chu Xuexian didn't hesitate, and said directly: "Yes, it's Senior Brother Mo!"

"I knew that this kid must have made a big move. I watched him fiddle with it before I came here. At that time, I thought the thing he was researching was a little scary."

"It's just that, looking at it now, it's really scary!"

"Haha, let me just say, if I can't go back this time, there must be a city of ghosts and ghosts who will be buried with me!"

Chu Xuexian said suddenly: "You don't want to live anymore?"

Baling'er was choked: "The ghost doesn't want to live?"

Chu Xuexian said again: "Then you are still here sighing, hurry up and adjust your breath, Brother Mo said that he may not last long, so we have to recover quickly and wait for the opportunity to escape!"

Baling'er held back a bit helplessly: "That's right!"

After a while, the six people present had already started to meditate in turn, swallowed the elixir, and replenished their mana.

They need to restore mana to a certain amount to prepare for the next escape.

……

On the other side, the south gate of the ghost town.

Mo Chengjun and the evil ghost king finally met!
Rumble boom!

Crackling!

Chi Chi Chi!

I saw that in the sky, there were tens of hundreds of thunderbolts more than ten meters thick, and they smashed down without any money.

Below, is the power of the ghost city mobilized by the evil ghost king, forming bone ghost claws covering the sky, slapping upwards frantically.

Thus, there was a collision between the thunder and the ghost claw, which only made people in the depths feel that the whole world was trembling.

When he got closer, the evil ghost king finally saw clearly that his enemy was just a human race, high above the altar, but like a god commanding thunder, the wind, cloud, thunder and lightning were only in charge.

"Who are you, if you dare to invade my ghost city, aren't you afraid of being skinned and cramped by me, and your soul will be refined?" The hoarse roar of the evil ghost king echoed between the heaven and the earth, and the anger contained in that voice seemed to be forced to come.

But Mo Chengjun didn't care at all, his body was straight, his head was held high, and he stood on the altar, like a general commanding thousands of troops.

He just glanced at the evil ghost king faintly, with indescribable contempt in his eyes: "Galaxy Sword Sect, Four Seasons Peak, the true disciple of Four Seasons Sword Lord, Mo Chengjun is here.

How evil, how evil, hehehe, you are so courageous. After slaughtering a city, you still dare to hang around in Yunzhou, and you even besieged and killed my disciples of Xinghe Jianzong. I am afraid you don’t know what it’s like to lose your soul?
Or, do you want to enter my Galaxy Sword Sect's Nine Nether Disha Land and suffer from the thousand-year separation of souls? "

How evil sneered: "Xinghe Jianzong? Just you? Haha, stop joking with me!
When did the disciples of Xinghe Jianzong not use swords but play spells instead? "

What the hell, this stalk can't be passed!
Mo Chengjun didn't talk nonsense, he just opened his mouth, and as soon as he vomited, a sword light pierced the sky and sank into the clouds.

This sword light is actually not amazing, but when it enters the clouds, it seems to be accompanied by countless thunder and lightning, and it seems to form a terrifying lightning dragon of unknown length, swimming among the clouds.

Mo Chengjun swears that this move has nothing to do with the sword art.

Pure Crushing is a recombination of the [Cloud Flash] technique, and it can be done with the transformation method of some mimicry spells.

But I can't stand the amazing momentum!
The scene is so big, and the majesty and terror of the lightning dragon is really only seen with the eyes, no one is willing to try it for themselves!
Well, only Mo Chengjun knows, this thing can only be watched, not used!
But this doesn't stop him from pretending to be aggressive at all!

With thunder as the background and lightning as the sound, they are taming dragons to become spirit beasts.

Mo Chengjun just said lightly: "You can't stop my supernatural power, so why should I use the sword?"

What an evil ghost king is really a little timid. He looked at Mo Chengjun, then at the terrifying thunder and lightning dragon, and at the almost non-stop thunder in the sky. He really felt that he had encountered something that he shouldn't mess with. .

But he still raised his voice and refused to admit defeat: "The little girl has only been away for a long time, how could she really attract the strong men of the Galaxy Sword Sect?
You must be fake! "

Mo Chengjun laughed and said with a grin: "Who told you that I came from Galaxy Sword Sect?

As soon as the Xinghe sword order is issued, disciples from all directions must come to support, I am just getting closer to perform the task.

But don't worry, I am the first one to come, but I will definitely not be the last one. I will start with myself, and there will be an endless stream of people from the Galaxy Sword Sect to arrive until the real sect master arrives. "

"I also have to admit that it's not easy for me to kill you, but I don't need to kill you either. As long as I keep my magical powers, you won't be able to run away. Just wait for my sword sect to be strong..."

"Hahahaha, at that time, you will be wiped out!"

What Mo Chengjun said was domineering, and the grimace of the evil ghost king was twitching, and he had already entered into the train of thought that Mo Chengjun had set for him.

This is actually a thinking trap, but when you bring into the other party's thinking mode, it is difficult to jump out and look at the problem.

At this time, the more you think along the line of thought of the other party, the more deeply you will be trapped in it, unable to extricate yourself.

Mo Chengjun saw the expression of the evil ghost king, he knew that his strategy had worked, and after a moment of contemplation, he decided to add another fire.

On the altar, Mo Chengjun took another step forward, and his aura rose even higher. He turned his voice into the final roar of thunder, resounding through the world.

"Supernatural powers, drive away thunder and strike lightning!"

"Let me fall! Fall! Fall! Fall!"

I saw that there were not only thunder pillars in the sky, but also thunder balls the size of human heads descending.

They are colorful, pouring down like a rainstorm, not only faster, denser, but also weirder.

Some of these thunderballs move with the wind, avoiding the claws of ghosts as if they have their own consciousness.

And when they fall to the ground, they will also chase those moving ghosts, discharging and bullying vigorously.

In an instant, the ghost town that had been settled down was once again in chaos!
In the sky, the Evil Ghost King saw his eyes tearing apart. He gritted his teeth and stared at Mo Chengjun angrily. If eyes could kill, Mo Chengjun would be burned to death.

But eyes can't kill after all, Mo Chengjun is naturally calm and composed, with that expression, it seems that he is still enjoying the pleasure of killing ghosts with thunder.

At this moment, the Evil Ghost King didn't want to delay any more, he took a breath, and saw the ghost energy all over the sky suddenly shrink, and within a very short time, they were absorbed into his body one after another.

But without the cover of the ghost aura, thunder and lightning fell again, and the entire ghost city suffered extensive damage.

In just a moment of effort, I don't know how many buildings dissipated, and how many ghosts returned to nothingness.

At this moment, Mo Chengjun even saw five colors of brilliance flickering under the shadowy soil, the foundation of the ghost city, and the countless burial places.

This reminded him of something, his eyes lit up!
But it was only for a very short period of time. The ghostly energy in the sky was compressed to the extreme and then suddenly expanded, covering the entire ghost city, including the ghost army outside the city, in a very short period of time.

So, just in a trance, this ghost city rippled and turned into an illusion, and when it flickered, it disappeared.

This is, what an evil ghost king, escaped!

(End of this chapter)