In the sword formation, black sword energy roared in and roared away.
The two elders of Mohuang each had a secret treasure suspended above their heads to resist the attacks of these death sword energies.
What the **** old man was holding on his head was a red flame fan. Xiao Chen had experienced the power of this fan before. With one blow, the sky and the earth changed color, and flames burned across the sky for hundreds of miles.
The strength of the two of them is only one step behind the Grand Master, and the power of the top king-level secret treasures.
It can be exerted 100%, which is completely different from the general master-level martial saints who can only exert the power of ordinary king-level secret treasures.
The secret treasure of the middle-aged man is a bloody military seal. He collects many military souls and develops a powerful killing spirit. Combined with his own unique military killing fist, the power is even more powerful.
The two people's natal king-level secret treasures are not defensive secret treasures, and they can only attack with attack.
Facing the attack of the death sword energy, one cannot give it a go and must always devote one's attention to resisting these sword energies.
If there is a powerful defensive secret treasure, then all the power of the natal secret treasure can be used to subdue the white feather wings, instead of having to work hard like now.
Whoosh!
The white wings are like a living creature, fluttering lightly.
Countless smooth feathers fell down, scattering pieces of crystal light, and suddenly threw the two Mo Huang aside.
"hateful!"
The middle-aged man, with a flash of anger on his face, punched out, and endless killing energy emerged.
The pieces of sword energy flying towards him were smashed into pieces.
But the sword energy was endless, and the white wings led the two of them to a calamity point in the formation. After stepping down, endless sword energy surged in.
Like a ferocious army of death, rolling and overwhelming, both of them had hallucinations in their eyes, and were trapped in the ancient Styx battlefield.
Xiao Chen, who was hiding in a small confinement, was ready to seize the treasure as soon as his heart moved.
But when he stepped out, he felt four powerful auras and retracted his steps.
"Hahaha, the two elders of Mohuang, who are slightly famous in the Xuan Realm, are nothing more than this. This top king-level magic weapon has been collected by our four Black Mountain thieves."
Four old men jumped into the Death Sword Formation. The leader was full of energy, with a ruddy complexion, black hair, and was wearing a large black robe with wide sleeves.
The cultivation level is profound and unpredictable, no worse than the two elders of Mo Huang, while the other three elders are a little worse.
But they all had the cultivation of Grandmaster-level Martial Saints. Each of them held a king-level secret treasure of high quality in their hands, and wiped out the flying death sword energy one by one.
Master Jiu, who was shrinking in restraint, said with a solemn expression: "These four old guys are here too."
Xiao Chen chuckled and said, "Do you know him?"
"Haha, I haven't seen it, but most of the casual cultivators in the Chaos Realm have heard the names of these four old guys. Their boss Meng Bai ranks in the top twenty on the list of evil cultivators in the Chaos Realm. He has the magic-subduing stick technique. I don’t know how many innocent souls have been killed.”
The Chaos Realm is the home of evil cultivators in the world. Meng Bai must be exceptional if he can reach the top twenty positions on the list of evil cultivators.
Xiao Chen secretly calculated in his heart that if there were only two elders, Mo Huang, he would still be sure to kill people and seize the treasure. But with the four Black Mountain thieves coming again, he would have to plan carefully.
Waiting to observe the changes first, Xiao Chen's murderous aura was restrained and he focused his consciousness in his eyes.
Through the overlapping sword energy of death, the situation of the sword formation can be seen at a glance.
boom!
Although the two Mohuang elders were trapped in the illusion of robbery and killing, they were not completely ignorant of the situation outside.
Feeling that a powerful enemy was coming, they no longer hid their strength, they all used their strength, activated the secret treasures, and broke through the illusory formation in one fell swoop to kill them.
"Meng Bai, you are an old man, but you dare to compete with us, Mo Huang, for a treasure. Are you impatient?"
The middle-aged man had an extremely hot temper. He jumped out and punched the army of heroes with blood-colored military seals, and with a military killing punch, he rushed over like an attack by ten thousand troops.
Meng Bai chuckled and didn't stop, still grabbing the white wings.
His three companions flew forward and used their own methods to block the middle-aged man's domineering punch.
The bloody heroic spirits scattered out in the sword formation, and the death sword energy floating in the air was easily shattered into pieces.
The nine black long swords that formed the sword formation all vibrated slightly, showing how domineering the power of this punch was.
When Xiao Chen saw this scene, his eyes suddenly lit up. He stared at one of the long black swords, looked at it for a few times, and then slowly moved away.
Just as Meng Bai was about to successfully grab the white wings, a giant flame hand with lifelike texture and clear texture fell from the sky and slapped Meng Bai fiercely.
Bang!
Meng Bai cursed, and a two-meter-long black demon-slaying stick appeared in his hand. It shook the giant flame hand into countless flames.
The **** old man held a flame fan, smiled slightly, and stood in front of Meng Bai: "Brother Meng Bai, after more than ten years of separation, your reputation has become more vicious, and now you even dare to rob the things of our two elders, Mo Huang. "
A fierce light flashed in Meng Bai's eyes, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Bitch, ten years ago in Xuanyu, I was beaten like a dog by you, and now I will beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy!" The figure flashed, and a The stick fell from the sky, and behind Meng Bai appeared a huge ancient Buddhist Vajra with a ferocious face and an angry expression.
He grinned and roared at the old man, and with a roar, the death sword energy was shattered into pieces.
The old man calmly held the flame fan and fanned it gently. Nine hundred and ninety-nine flame hurricanes roared out, blocking the sky-shattering stick of King Kong.
Whether it is the "power" of burning the clouds or the "power" of subduing demons derived from Meng Bai, they are almost perfect and have great power.
Under the confrontation between the two forces, the nine long swords buzzed and trembled.
The battle was fierce, but the eyes of the two people, and everyone's eyes, were staring at the white wings all the time.
Suddenly, an old man jumped out from somewhere nearby, wanting to take advantage of the situation and seize the treasure.
Taking advantage of the rise of the two-party killing, he carried a defensive secret treasure and easily caught up with Yuyi. A flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to grab it.
boom!
Both sides of the battle stopped at the same time, and all of a sudden the attacks of various heaven-level martial arts and king-level secret treasures surged like a rushing waterfall, and the old man had no time to say a word.
The king-level secret treasure that protected him was shattered, his body was blasted into a bloody light, and the death sword formation's strong wind swallowed up his life essence.
Both parties are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. They have become spirits long ago. They both know that they are in this inner temple, and they don’t know when.
Just then, someone jumped out and got the advantage in vain.
When the fight reaches this point, naturally neither side wants this to happen.
If someone jumps out and wants to take advantage, it can be foreseen that the two parties will definitely take action in a tacit understanding, and the future one will be reduced to rubbish.
Jiu Ye's heart was pounding when he saw it, and he said in shock: "The grandmaster-level martial saint who was calling the wind and rain outside died like this. It's really cruel. Fortunately, Jiu Ye didn't rush in just now."
Xiao Chen looked solemn and felt that it was a bit tricky. Unless he was a Grand Master-level Martial Saint, or had an equal number of people, it would be difficult to have a chance to jump in and grab the treasure.
It's not easy to be a fisherman, especially in front of a group of old monsters who have become spirits. If you are not careful, you will die without any body parts, and you will never recover.
"Brother Xiao, let's go and try our luck inside again."
The death of a grandmaster-level martial saint just now frightened Master Jiu.
Xiao Chen shook his head and said nothing. He couldn't pass the level in front of him. How could he gain anything by going in
There are ten powerful restrictions in the inner hall, and the competition at each place is fierce.
Looking at the mummies on the ground in the sword formation in front, one can imagine what kind of fight the two elders Mo Huang went through to survive until now.
Going forward, those masters who can survive will definitely not be much worse than the two Mohuang elders, and may even be stronger.
Buzz!
Once again, there was a fierce fight in the formation. The Demon-Suppressing King Kong roared, and the shadow of the stick was like a mountain, sweeping across all directions, smashing the flaming hurricanes, making Wei Wei tremble.
The nine long swords vibrated violently once again, buzzing and emitting terrifying black sword energy.
"It's now!"
Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, and he punched out, shattering the restrictions around him, and stepped on a bolt of lightning soaring into the sky.
As fast as a thunderbolt, his target was not the white wings, but the black sword of death that existed like a king in the sword array and commanded the other eight swords.