Unless the elder figure makes a move, no one can help Mo Forget the dust?

Hearing Luo Qingcheng's words, Fu Jingyan was shocked in his heart.

Although he knew that Mo Wuchen's combat strength was not weak, he even defeated the second senior brother of Shengyang Peak.

But in Tianzhu Peak, there are so many whose strength can be comparable to Lu Ziyu.

Could it be that some people over there can't jointly suppress Mo Wangchen?

What's more, there is still a big disciple of Yang Zhiyuan!

"The senior brother said that he had fought with Yang Zhiyuan, and if it wasn't for the other party's timely run, he would have been killed by him. ”

Luo Qingcheng smiled and said like this.

"Really?"

Hearing this, Fu Jingyan was even more stunned in his heart, he had heard it before, Mo Wuchen seemed to have a fight with Yang Zhiyuan.

Before, Yang Zhiyuan asked him to come to Mo Wuchen's trouble, mostly because of this reason.

But Fu Jingyan thought in his heart that in that battle, the two were at most tied.

However, I never expected that it was Yang Zhiyuan who was almost killed?!

"Stop him and suppress him immediately!"

In the direction of Tianzhu Peak, Mo Wuchen gradually approached, and finally someone couldn't sink it anymore and was the first to make a move.

His palms and fingers glowed with supreme divine light, and bursts of laws and charms shrouded him, turning into a golden streamer, as if he could transform everything in this world and oppress towards Mo Wangchen.

The golden streamer is like a heavenly river, extremely huge, and it instantly envelops the entire sky, giving people an extremely oppressive feeling.

This is a genius of the Emperor Realm Dual, and as soon as he makes a move, he is his most powerful means, fusing the power of the law vision in it, which makes many people around him change their complexions.

Bang!

In an instant, the streamer pressed down, covering Mo Wuchen's entire person, devouring it, as if it was going to be suppressed there forever.

However, in the ocean of streamers, Mo Wuchen stood quietly in place, surrounded by the holy mang, the holy body was released, and all the laws did not touch his body, allowing the terrifying golden mang, like a mountain, but he was completely isolated from half a zhang of him, and he couldn't get close at all.

Click!

In the end, the golden streamer that was like a heavenly river shattered in vain, like a mirror being shattered, instantly disintegrated, and turned into a boundless wave of qi that swept around, and swept those who could not react in a hurry.

"What?"

"It's useless?!"

All the disciples of Tianzhu Peak were shocked in their hearts, and when they saw Mo Wuchen standing there quietly, unmoved at all, their faces suddenly became solemn.

"Get out!"

Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, Mo Wuchen snorted coldly, and then his big hand reached out, and in an instant, an invisible force spread, shaking the person who shot just now away, and slamming into the rock wall at the foot of Tianzhu Peak.

Everyone was dumbfounded, it was a master of the Emperor Realm Duo, and he was actually slapped away by Mo Wuchen with a palm in the air, how powerful was he?

"He didn't even manifest the vision of the law, why did he shoot a master of the Emperor Realm so easily?"

"It's the Immortal Sutra! Don't forget that you have the Immortal Sutra, even if you don't cast the Law Vision, you can easily defeat the ordinary Emperor Realm powerhouse!"

In the midst of everyone's discussions, at this moment, at the top of the Lingdong Peak, the Lingdong real person stood on the top of the extremely high mountain, and when he looked at it, he could clearly see everything that happened here.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had found something, "This kid's immortal scripture ......"

"It's actually the 'Mingyu Taiqing Gong' of the Liuli Immortal Palace?!"

The smart real person was shocked in his heart, he naturally heard that Mo Wuchen cultivated the Immortal Sutra, but he had never seen the other party use it, and now, after Mo Wuchen used the power of the Immortal Sutra.

He faintly felt a familiar aura, which was actually the same as the Mingyu Taiqing Gong of the Glazed Immortal Palace.

It is the immortal scripture handed down from the glazed immortal palace to the ancient times, although it is incomplete, but it seems that only the sons and goddesses of the past dynasties can cultivate, so as to inherit the position of the holy lord, how can Mo Wuchen have?

"His Mingyu is too clear...... It seems to be more than the contemporary glazed holy lord...... Do you want to master it perfectly?"

This kind of discovery made the heart of the smart real person even more surprised.

Don't forget that Chen is not a person from the Glazed Immortal Palace, but he has a more complete Mingyu Taiqing Gong than the Glazed Holy Lord, if he is known by the Glazed Immortal Palace, I don't know what they will think.

"Don't forget the dust, don't be too arrogant, although you have good combat power, but my Tianzhu Peak is one of the seven veins after all, and you alone can provoke it!"

In the direction of Tianzhu Peak, all the disciples of Tianzhu Peak had jealousy in their eyes at this moment, and there was a higher-level comparison of Mo Wuchen's strength.

Hearing their words, Mo Wuchen looked at it lightly, "Isn't one of the seven veins amazing, it doesn't necessarily mean that you can suppress me, even Yang Zhiyuan was almost beheaded by me." ”

"It's arrogant!"

"Senior brother's cultivation is unfathomable, even if you look at the entire Northern Immortal Domain, you can be regarded as the top powerhouse of the younger generation, although you have some strength, but compared to him, it is still far behind!"

Everyone snorted coldly and retorted one after another, obviously not believing Mo Wuchen's words.

What are you kidding, what is Yang Zhiyuan, that is the eldest disciple of Tianzhu Peak, comparable to the divine son of the Holy Land of all parties, Mo Wuchen said that he could kill the other party, it was undoubtedly a fool's dream.

"Yang Zhiyuan, do you still want to continue to be a shrunken turtle?!"

However, Mo Wuchen completely ignored the words of these people, he raised his gaze slightly, and looked behind the disciples of Tianzhu Peak, his voice rolling and echoing.

He knew that Yang Zhiyuan must also be paying attention to the things here, but he just didn't come out all the time.

Airplanes!

The words fell, and in Mo Wuchen's hand, the Sun Shooting Divine Bow appeared.

"If you don't show up today, I'll pick your entire Tianzhu Peak!"

After snorting coldly, Mo Wuchen immediately bowed to the full moon, and his spiritual power was condensed in the strings, and he was brilliant for a while.

Shout!

The arrow was in the air, extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it descended in front of a disciple of Tianzhu Peak.

The arrow did not pierce the opponent's chest, but exploded not far in front of him.

Bang!

The sound of the explosion spread all around, and the disciple was swept away by a huge force, coughing up blood.

Sou!

Mo Wuchen stepped on the soles of his feet, his body swept into the air, his clothes were windless, and the holy mang surrounded his body, and he drew his bow and shot out again.

The arrow flew down, dragging its long cyclone tail and shooting it towards another disciple of Tianzhu Peak.

"Crush me!"

The disciple's face changed drastically, and he felt the horror of Mo Wuchen's arrow, and he reached out with his palm, and a big void hand appeared, wanting to smash Mo Wuchen's arrow.

However, the arrow pierced directly through his big empty hand, which withered like a deflated balloon.

Bang!

Unabated, the arrow descended in front of the disciple, and then exploded again, sending the opponent flying with great force and slamming it on the ground in the distance.

(End of chapter)