Among the continuous mountain ranges, it was originally inaccessible, but at this time, the valley in that place was full of people, boiling extremely.
On a green mountain outside the valley, there are two figures standing on a green pine with their hands holding their hands. All around them, there is a strong surge of Origin Qi, and a strong sense of oppression exudes between their agitation.
Both of them were wearing white robes, and between the sleeves there was a mysterious pattern of a towering hall suspended among the clouds, which was the symbol of the holy palace.
The one on the left is named Wang Yuan, and the one on the right is named Ningmo.
There are ten halls in the holy palace, and these two people are the chiefs of the two halls, and their status is not low.
"These disciples of Cangxuanzong don't have much abilities. They are quite capable when they are tortoises." The man named Wang Yuan was a bit tall and stout. He was carrying a black iron rod on top of the iron rod. There is a source pattern looming.
At this time, he was looking indifferently at the valley in front of him, only to see that above the valley at this time, a huge Genie pattern barrier had risen and enveloped the valley.
The source pattern barrier is obviously not simple, and the defense is amazing, even for them, it is difficult to break at a time.
Ning Mo smiled on the side. His long black hair was draped, and he looked a little sloppy. He lazily said, "That golden chapter is the chief of Lingwen Peak, and he has a very high level of origin. He arranged the tortoise enchantment. , It is indeed a bit troublesome."
"But after all, it's just a useless work. This source pattern enchantment can't last forever. As long as they surround this place, they can't escape with their wings."
As he spoke, he waved his palm lightly, only to see that on the tops of the mountains around the valley, there were all figures flashing over. Those were the disciples of the holy palace. At this time, they drove the valley round and round. Surrounded.
Ning Mo raised his head and looked at the distance of this mountain range. There were forces from all sides coming in those directions, and then looked at it from a distance, not daring to intervene in the fighting here.
After all, the Holy Palace and Cangxuanzong are both giants in Cangxuantian, and they dare not get involved in this kind of giant fight.
Of course, they are also very curious. When the two giants collided, whether the old overlord Cang Xuanzong won, or the newly promoted overlord Sacred Palace was even better
However, looking at the current situation, it is clear that Cang Xuanzong is at a disadvantage.
Under the gaze of many gazes in the distance, Ning Mo's figure slowly rose, stepping on Gen Qi, standing outside the valley, his eyes satirically looked at the valley within the Gen Run enchantment, and a faint voice sounded. : "Golden Zhang, why bother to resist again? If you honestly hand over all the Profound Sources in your hands, I can let you leave safely."
"Ning Mo, stop dreaming. If you want the Profound Origin Essence in our hands, then you will try to break my barrier first!" In the valley, there was also a low voice, it was Lingwen Peak. The chief, Jin Zhang.
Na Ning Mo shook his head mockingly when he heard the words, and said, "I really can't cry without seeing the coffin. If that's the case, you can only search from the corpses of your Cangxuanzong disciples."
"Ning Mo! You killed more than a dozen people in my class. I took this account down!" There was a deep anger in Jin Zhang's voice.
"The weak and the strong, since you have no abilities, it is not normal to be killed by us?" Ning Mo smiled, and then stopped talking to Jin Zhangduo, turned back to the top of the mountain and sat down, staring coldly at The valley shrouded by the origin pattern barrier.
"See how long you can last."
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With a wave of his sleeves, he saw that on the hills around the valley, nearly a hundred disciples of the Sacred Palace immediately shot, and the majestic Origin Qi offensive roared out overwhelmingly, falling on the origin pattern barrier, splashing waves of ripples.
In that distance, many eyes were projected from afar, when they saw Cang Xuanzong's team being blocked in the valley, they all shook their heads secretly and whispered to each other.
"The Cang Xuanzong team seems to be out of luck."
"Yeah, who would have thought that in this area, there will be two chiefs of the Holy Palace, Wang Yuan and Ning Mo, among the ten chiefs of the Holy Palace, are both considered upstream positions, which are not easy to provoke."
"It is said that a disciple of Cang Xuanzong had already died in the hands of the two chiefs before."
"Tsk tsk, these two giant sects are really deadly enemies, you will have to die and live as soon as you meet..."
"Hehe, there is no peace at all in the alternation of new and old overlords, but it still depends on the strength. If Cang Xuanzong's team is destroyed here, it will be a big blow to the reputation of Cang Xuanzong."
"..."
The various forces commented, but they are all with the mentality of watching the show. After all, in their opinion, it is a good thing to tear up these two giant sects, so that they have a chance to miss it.
Therefore, time passed quickly under the siege of the Holy Palace, under the cold eyes of other forces.
Two days later.
The roaring sound still echoed continuously among the mountains, and the Origin Pattern barrier outside the valley was violently fluctuating, faintly, it was already a little thin.
Looking at it like this, the source pattern enchantment is obviously about to reach its limit.
Ning Mo smiled and looked at this scene and said, "Jin Zhang, this is the last chance. If you are not savvy anymore, and the barrier is broken, don't blame me for killing you."
There was silence in the valley.
Ning Mo's slender fingers flicked his cuffs lightly, and said casually: "Do you think I don't know what you are trying to delay here? Don't you just want to wait for your fellow Cangxuanzong to come to rescue?"
"Your chief disciple of Cangxuanzong's generation, except for Tang Muxin of Cangxuanfeng and Lei Yufeng's words of thanks, the other chiefs are weaker. According to the information of our Saint Palace, Tang Muxin and words of thanks are currently in the rest. In the area, confronting the other chiefs of our holy palace, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get here at all."
"So even if someone comes, it's just some other chiefs, but if they come, I'm afraid they are just giving away food."
His eyes were ridiculed, which obviously penetrated Jin Zhang's intention, but not only did he not panic, he was willing to wait, because they were also using Jin Zhang and others as bait.
If another team of Cang Xuanzong's team can be brought in and annihilated, it will surely be able to harvest a lot of the essence of Xuanyuan.
In the valley enveloped by the source pattern barrier, Jin Zhang was sitting on a boulder. His face was cloudy and sunny at this time. Obviously he did not expect that Ning Mo and the others had such a big appetite, and even wanted to use them as Bait.
Around Jin Zhang, there are dozens of disciples of Cangxuanzong, but at this time, their morale is low, and there are still some injuries on their bodies.
"Chief Jinzhang, what should I do? The Origin Rune barrier may not last for too long." Beside him, a disciple asked in a low voice.
Jin Zhang looked at the disciples who looked at him eagerly, took a deep breath, and slowly said: "
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If the enchantment is broken, I will stop it with all my strength, and you will immediately disperse and retreat, and then look for other chief disciples. "
When the other disciples heard this, their expressions changed, and they clearly heard Jin Zhang's intention to sacrifice his life in his words.
"Needless to say, as the chief, I am naturally obligated to protect you. This time it is my carelessness to be ambushed by them and cause casualties." Jin Zhang coldly interrupted everyone who was about to speak.
Everyone was silent, but there was sadness in their eyes.
Click!
And just at this moment, there was a cracking sound above the barrier, causing the Cangxuanzong disciple who was present to change their expressions. They suddenly raised their heads when they saw a crack emerging from the barrier.
boom!
In the end, when the cracks spread, the huge barrier finally reached its limit and exploded.
The people in the valley were immediately exposed to many eager eyes.
In mid-air, Ning Mo looked at this scene with a smile, and sighed: "It's a pity, this tortoise shell seems to be unable to protect you, Jin Zhang, you Cang Xuanzong, the generation is really inferior to the generation..."
Above his body, a powerful source of Qi began to surge, bringing tremendous pressure.
Obviously, he was about to get ready to do it.
In that valley, Jin Zhang also took a deep breath, the power of the eyebrows condensed, and a source pattern pen appeared in his hand, and he shouted, "You are going to withdraw!"
"Hehe, do you dare to fight with me in your state? Don't blame me for being unsympathetic." Ning Mo saw this scene, and the corner of his mouth raised a touch of ridicule.
Then, his eyes fell cold, he stopped talking nonsense, and he had to take a step out of it.
call out!
However, at the moment he stepped out, suddenly there was a sharp breaking wind resounding between heaven and earth, and a black light seemed to come from through the void, tricky and fierce, pointing directly at Ning Mo.
Ning Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and the steps he took abruptly withdrew.
Huh!
The black light flew past his body, and the sharp sound of breaking wind made the heart palpitating.
"Who?!" Ning Mo's face swept across the cold color, raised his head, and looked to the west. At the same time, the many lines of sight between the world and the earth were also projected in astonishment. Obviously, he did not expect this. At that time, someone dared to stroke the tiger's whiskers.
Under the gaze of the many gazes, only a faint figure appeared slowly on a lonely peak not far from the valley.
He stretched out his palm and shook it lightly. The black light shot back and fell into his palm. It turned out to be a mottled black pen with the white vellus hair pointed at the ground obliquely like the tip of a gun.
In the valley, Jin Zhang and the other disciples also looked over, and then a deep consternation emerged in their eyes. Obviously they didn't expect that the person who came would be this one...
"Where is the eye-opening thing, are you looking for death?" Ning Mo stared at the figure in the distance with gloomy eyes, and said indifferently.
Above the lonely mountain, the figure first glanced at Jin Zhang and the others in the valley, then turned to Ning Mo. He smiled, showing a white tooth, but what he said, it made the mountain range. It is for quiet.
"The bastard of the Holy Palace...You really think that no one in Cangxuanzong can control you, right?"
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