Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1427 The realm is not strong enough to make up
These remnant souls are forever imprisoned in this light curtain, warning everyone who wants to attack the ninth district.

Judging from the faces on the light curtain, it is obvious that there are not many people who attacked the ninth district.

It seems that the person on the stone tablet is not the only one who hit here.

I don't know how long the history of the Netherworld Sect is. Some people should have broken into the eighth district before.

The sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves made Mo Xian extremely annoyed, he frowned, and with a wave of his hand, a beam of Yuan Li blasted out and hit the light curtain.

The light curtain shook for a while, and the hideous faces on it became even more distorted, and the voice became sharp and fierce.

"You idiot, you are looking for your own death."

"Kid who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, no one in the ninth district can break into it."

"Noisy!" Mo Xian's face turned cold, and he took a few steps in the air.

"Bang bang..."

The Nine Nether Spring was stepped out of several huge depressions by Mo Xian, and there were bursts of thunder.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Xian bombarded out several consecutive punches, and the berserk energy suddenly swept away like a tide, like a volcano erupting.

The fierce fist wind came in an instant, and hit the light curtain one after another.

Amidst the astonishing fluctuations, those faces were twisted for a while, and they couldn't see what they were at all.

And they cursed Mo Xian crazily in all kinds of venomous words.

Mo Xian didn't care about this, and the majestic energy in his body surged out wave after wave.

Not long after, the whole world was finally quiet.

But those faces didn't disappear, they just spread out, looking coldly at Mo Xian, a madman who tried to provoke the ninth district.

"Hmph, let me do what no one of your Netherworld disciples can do, let me do it for you, so you can go at ease!"

Mo Xian snorted coldly, then quickly darted towards the light curtain.

As if feeling the provocation, a strong light immediately lit up on the light curtain, and a powerful impact immediately blasted towards Mo Xian.

A silver light flashed on Mo Xian's body, staring at the impact force, he approached the light curtain abruptly.

Because the pressure was too great, beads of blood began to ooze from his body.

Soon, Mo Xian became a blood man, and silver arcs swam through his body, defending his body like a patron saint.

After dozens of breaths, Mo Xian finally got close to the light curtain, but it was difficult to go any further.

He could clearly feel that with his own realm, he couldn't pass through this light curtain at all.

This is a rigid rule set by Huang Quanzong, and no one seems to be able to break it.

And most of those who tried to break through became part of the light curtain.

"Since the realm is not enough, we have to use strength to make up for it!" Mo Xian muttered to himself for a while, and mysterious runes immediately appeared on his body.

Immediately afterwards, there was a faint thunderous roar in his body, and a faint silver thunder color appeared all over his body.

After mobilizing the martial pattern and the sky silver thunder body to the extreme, Mo Xian's aura also climbed to the extreme.

"Isn't that enough!" Mo Xian raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly held his palms in the air.

"boom!"

Following Mo Xian's grip, the originally calm Eighth District suddenly caused an uproar.

Above the Nine Nether Springs, jets of water shot up into the sky.

The energy of the entire Eighth District also became extremely violent for a while, rolling like thick fog, and the momentum was extremely astonishing.

The dense energy connects the sky and the earth, making everything extremely blurred, and it is impossible to see things at all.

And Mo Xian's figure was hidden in this violent energy, looming.

Not long after, Mo Xian's voice sounded slowly.

"Everything, return to Yuan!"

The voice was indifferent, and seemed a little arrogant.

Then, the energy between the heaven and the earth suddenly rushed towards Mo Xian, triggering a violent energy storm.

And Mo Xian was like the end of energy, attracting those energies.

With the influx of Yuanli, Mo Xian's aura became stronger and stronger.

The effect of using the All Things Return to Yuan Jing here is indeed very good, but also because of this, in just an instant, blood seeped out of Mo Xian's body.

However, he didn't stop, he was still frantically urging all things to return to the Yuan Jing.

Soon, his skin began to crack, and some cracks appeared on the tough meridians in his body.

Under such crazy absorption, he has reached the limit.

"drink!"

The next moment, Mo Xian let out a soft whistle, and unleashed the Nine Star Town Demon Fist.

He couldn't take it anymore, and if he was delayed for a moment, he might die violently.

Accompanied by Mo Xian's punch, the energy that had been compressed to the extreme in his body finally found an outlet and gushed out instantly.

The momentum was like a volcano that erupted suddenly after being silent for countless years.

"boom!"

Accompanied by his punching, the water in the Nine Nether Springs was directly shaken up into the sky, almost covering the entire space.

"What a powerful force!" On the light curtain, those distorted faces screamed and disappeared one after another.

After a short while, the domineering punch that seemed to be real hit the light curtain.

After a short period of stagnation, a terrifying shock wave immediately swept away, filled with a destructive aura.

Guo Fei might not be able to bear this kind of power.

Mo Xian's expression froze, he tapped his toes, and quickly backed away.

However, the force of the shock still made him spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his figure flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, directly hitting the barrier on the other side.

Although it is difficult to get in here, it is relatively easy to get out.

And once you get kicked out, it may take a lot of trouble if you want to come in again.

Fortunately, Mo Xian finally grabbed a lotus platform with all his might, and locked his fingers tightly around the gap of the lotus platform, thus avoiding being thrown out of the eighth district.

"Crack..."

His fingers kept moaning, as if they might snap off at any moment.

Fortunately, after a few breaths, the berserk energy finally subsided.

Mo Xian immediately got up and looked into the distance at the same time.

The light curtain didn't disappear, but there was a gap that only allowed one person to pass through, and it was slowly shrinking.

Without hesitation, he shot out immediately.

"Impossible, you ants, how could you blast away this light curtain!"

"Humble weakling, you can't go in!"

Those faces reappeared, cursing Mo Xian frantically.

They no longer have any thoughts, only the obsession of the last moment.

They couldn't accept that what they couldn't achieve even with their best efforts, was actually done by Mo Xian.

And when Mo Xian stepped into the light curtain, all kinds of negative emotions immediately attacked him.

This is the mischief of those unwilling remnants, trying to make Mo Xian back down.

"Huh!" Mo Xian snorted coldly, and the huge spiritual consciousness spread out, immediately shaking those weird existences and running away screaming, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

As if after passing through a layer of water waves, Mo Xian's figure finally appeared in the deepest part of Nine Nether Springs, the ninth district.

This is a place that even the younger generation of Huang Quanzong can't reach.

But Mo Xian had no time to get excited, the thick water-like energy squeezed towards him from all directions, instantly shaking him into a serious injury.

He didn't dare to stay longer, and immediately operated the Tai Yan Tian Ji Jue, guiding the energy that was forcibly pressed into his body.

Here, it doesn't seem to be actively cultivating, but the energy is actively pouring into the body, and it can even squeeze out the martial artist's own energy from the body.

There are only three lotus platforms in the ninth district, all of which are in the center.

After Mo Xian chose one, he immediately ran away.

However, after approaching, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he saw something extremely inconceivable.

(End of this chapter)