Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 538

Reverend Yuxi, Reverend Changqing, Zen Master Fayan, and Reverend Liunan surrounded Mo Luo, while the other monks of the alliance confronted those monks who followed Mo Luo.

"Mo Luo, I'm afraid I haven't thought that you have today." Yuxi real person said to Mo Luo.

Mo Luo looked gloomy, glanced around and said, "Are you so confident to keep me?"

"If you want to stay or not, you'll know after you've beaten him." Daoist Changfeng didn't say a word, the flying sword turned into a ten-foot giant blade, and threw it at Mo Luo. Not to be outdone, Mo Luo greeted him with the magic pestle in his hand.

This is where the war begins.

More than 30 alliance monks and people from the Magic League also fought together. At this time, Qin Guan had already stopped pretending, looked at both sides, and flew close to the second battle group.

However, he didn't go in directly, but was going to continue to play the wretched style of play, looking for opportunities to play sneak attacks.

This time the number of the two sides was equal, and they fought together. Qin Guan saw that the master was fighting a Shura, and Mo Shoujian was evenly matched with the opponent's steel fork. Will be punished, or forget it.

Seeing the real Cheng Yi from the ancient sword gate next to him fighting with a Yaksha, Qin Guanxin said, Cheng Yi is also a good friend of my master, how could he not help.

Cheng Yi and his opponent had just fought a few moves, when suddenly a purple lightning struck from the sky, which startled him, but then he found that his opponent fell to the ground and died.

Cheng Yi was taken aback for a moment, but found a figure rushing over from the side, and took away the Yasha's body and everything, before leaving, he said, "Uncle Cheng, you don't have to thank me, this is what I should do."

The corner of Cheng Yi's mouth twitched.

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning strikes, and Master Hanku of Tianhezong finds out that his opponent is dead.

"Crack!"

Another bolt of lightning strikes, Ling Yun Pai Mochizuki realizes that his opponent is also dead.

Qin Guan suddenly became the little prince of monster hunting, but because of his joining, the scene of the original scuffle was instantly refreshed, and the number of monks in the Magic League was rapidly decreasing, and they were already in a state of being completely suppressed.

A cultivator of the Wolf Clan of the Demon League saw that something was wrong, so he turned his head and ran away. This guy may have practiced some secret techniques, and he ran extremely fast, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

How could Qin Guan let him go, a golden light chased after him, the wolf demon turned pale in shock, and swung his sword backhand, a piercing cold light slashed towards Qin Guan, Lei Juejian swished out, colliding with the wolf blade.

"Boom" sound.

The wolf demon was agitated by the aura and flew upside down tens of meters away, fell to the ground, made a big hole, spewed blood as he lay on the ground, and was seriously injured by Qin Guan with a single strike.

"Don't kill me, I'm not a demon." The wolf demon begged for mercy loudly.

Qin Guan said coldly: "Aiding the tyrant to abuse you, you are worse than the demons." As soon as he finished speaking, a white light flashed from Lei Juejian, and a wolf's head rolled to the ground.

Qin Guan stepped forward and took out the gourd of the soul, directly absorbed the soul of the wolf demon, then put the corpse and things into the space, and returned to the battlefield again.

"Om~~"

A bell sounded.

Qin Guan found that the monks of Tianyin Temple were fighting with several ghosts. Ghosts are very special existences among the demons. They are invisible and shapeless, and physical attacks cannot hurt them. The magic weapon can also attack with spiritual power, which is very difficult for human monks.

Qin watched for a while, there were five ghosts here, Qin Guan threw out 24 copper beans with a wave of his hand, the bean soldiers held the five thunder swords, and Qin Guan focused his mind on the five ghosts who were confronting the monk of Tianyin Temple.

"Crack!"

Twenty-odd purple thunderbolts struck down together, instantly surrounding the five ghost clans, even if they were already aware of the danger, it would be too late to run away.

"Boom!"

After the thunder dissipated, Qin Guan found that there were five more ghost beads in the air. After the last battle, Qin Guan had asked others for advice. He knew that the ghost beads were the self-protection state of the ghost clan after being injured. As for what is the use, the alliance monks I don't know now.

However, Qin Guan's principle is that my loot, even a stone, should be put in his pocket, whether it is useful or not, Qin Guan stepped forward and put five ghost beads into the space.

At this moment on the battlefield here, there are only seven or eight demon cultivators still dying, but seeing the situation where there are more wolves and less flesh, I am afraid that there is no chance to make a move by himself, mainly because he will offend others if he makes a move.

After all, this is all credit, and one should not be too shameless.

Qin Guan turned his gaze to the distance. In mid-air, the four alliance elders were fighting fiercely with Mo Luo. Although Mo Luo was in danger many times, he was like a big tree in a strong wind. Although the branches were shaking and the leaves were blowing, But the body is still tall and straight.

"Heaven-slashing sword!"

With a bang, Master Changqing's flying sword collided with Mo Luo's magic pestle again. This time Mo Luo was a little out of control, and retreated tens of meters.

"True Flame Sun Talisman!"

Reverend Liu Nan threw out a high-level magic talisman, and a ball of flames instantly engulfed Mo Luo. Mo Luo was wearing a ferocious armor with flames all over his body, like a warrior who came out of hell.

"Look at my Tianyin clock".

The old monk Fayan next to him threw out his natal artifact, the Tianyin Bell. The Tianyin Bell became as big as a hill, and threw it towards Mo Luo. With a bang, it just hit Mo Luo's body, and Mo Luo was thrown into the ground all at once. , the underground sand sea was blown out of a big pit.

Everyone stopped and stared at the bunker.

"Could he be dead?" Liu Nan asked.

"It shouldn't be that easy, let's be careful," Changfeng said.

Suddenly, the whole earth seemed to be trembling, and the sand on the ground suddenly rolled up one by one, raising dust all over the sky, instantly surrounding the place, and a figure slowly flew out from the ground.

Qin Guan looked at it from a distance, and was also shocked.

At this moment, Mo Luo's original brown hair had turned into silver-white, his eyes were also glowing with silver light, his armor was torn, and he was holding a magic pestle, like a raging demon.

"Not good, he activated the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Technique." Said the old monk Fayan.

"Attack him together."

The real Yuxi shouted loudly, and threw the Kunlun magic whip at Mo Luo. The demons confronted him with the magic pestle, and there was a loud bang. It is no longer something they can face directly.

"Don't be stubborn, he can only last for an hour at most." Master Changfeng shouted.

Mo Luo glanced at the crowd, and sneered, "One hour is enough to kill a few of you."

"Don't think about it!"

The old monk Fayan picked up the Tianyin bell and threw it at Mo Luo again, and the magic pestle in Mo Luo's hand hit the Tianyin bell hard.

"Om~"

There was a loud noise, and the old monk Fayan spurted blood and flew back on the spot.

(End of this chapter)