"Boom!"

Ten thousand swords slashed together, earth-shattering.

The Great Array of Holy Light shook wildly, and the void hummed, as if the heavenly dome was about to collapse.

"Click!"

In the end, under the continuous attack of the jet-black sword.

The Holy Light Great Array finally couldn't resist it, and was shattered by the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Light, like a mirror, and cracked.

"Poof!"

In the sky, more than a dozen strong men of the Qianyuan Sect vomited blood in unison, as if they had been counterattacked, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Mo Wuchen raised his hand and slapped more than a dozen palms in the void one after another.

The dozen or so strong men of Qianyuanmen, without exception, were all beaten by him and fell into the void, seriously injured on the ground, unable to move.

"Their lives are in my hands, and if you want to save people, exchange them with me. ”

Mo Wuchen stood in front of those seriously injured Qianyuan Sect powerhouses, plus the three disciples just now, a total of nearly twenty people fell into his hands.

"The air of the wilderness?"

Hearing his words, everyone around couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but look at each other.

In the Void Realm, there is certainly a lot more Desolate Qi than in the Real Realm, but this kind of thing is extremely difficult to produce, and the supply exceeds demand, and even here, it is extremely rare.

Of course, a holy land can be owned, but the desolate qi is a thing to repair the magic weapon of the gods, and for a holy place like Qianyuanmen, it is even more important.

"No wonder he didn't kill these people just now, but he actually paid attention to ......"

While everyone was talking, the face of the Holy Son of Qianyuan was very ugly, his eyes fell on Mo Wuchen's body, he looked at it for a long time, took a deep breath, and said, "I don't know whether I live or die, and I still want to get the desolate atmosphere of my Qianyuan Sect, it's really delusional!"

"Huh!"

The words fell, and finally, he also jumped up, walked out of the range of the mountain protection array, stood out of thin air, and looked condescendingly towards Mo Wuchen, "Do you really think that you can shake my Qianyuan Gate alone?"

"Buzz ......"

As he spoke, a majestic avenue divine power poured out of his body, and in an instant, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and everyone watching around was suffocated.

"Godhead, it's not just you, under the same conditions, I have never been afraid of anyone, today I want to see how capable you are. ”

The cold voice echoed in all directions, and the Holy Son of Qianyuan was bathed in a burst of great avenue charm, like an ancient god resurrecting, domineering.

"Boom!"

He pinched the Dharma seal in his hand and pressed towards Mo Wuchen, the whole world shook at this moment, the mountains in the distance collapsed, and the majestic avenue divine power poured out, crushing everything, turning into a gray energy hand, wanting to kill Mo Wuchen.

"Condensation!"

Mo Wuchen sneered, and with a finger from the sky, the law condensed the sword, and the light was radiant, rising to the sky.

"Boom!"

The sword pierced through the Void Hand, causing it to wilt on the spot like a deflated balloon, collapse and dissipate as if it had never appeared.

"If I catch you, the Holy Son, I will have more chips and exchange the desolate qi with the Qianyuanmen......"

Mo Wuchen spoke lightly, there was no feeling on his face that a big war was coming, and there was just a kind of indifference and calmness.

From beginning to end, he never put the Qianyuan Holy Son in his eyes.

Although the other party has a godhead, his cultivation so far, from the aspect of breath, is only in the middle of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

With such strength, not to mention himself, even the Qingdi Zi and these people may not be invincible.

"Catch me?"

Hearing Mo Wuchen's words, the face of the Qianyuan Holy Son became even more gloomy, a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and two divine rainbows burst out in his eyes, turning into the Great Dao Holy Sword, slashing towards Mo Wuchen.

"Whoosh!"

Mo Wuchen did not avoid or retreat, stepped out of the air, and took the initiative to meet the attack.

"Boom!"

"Click!"

He opened and closed widely, his fists shook violently, and the Great Dao Holy Sword was directly smashed into dispersal, and the speed of his progress did not decrease, and he continued to approach the Qianyuan Holy Son.

"Boom ......"

The Holy Son of Qianyuan condensed the momentum with the law, constantly urging the Holy Arts, and forced Mo Wuchen with a terrifying offensive to force him out.

But Mo Wuchen was like entering a no-man's land, allowing the Holy Son of Qianyuan to attack with no matter how fierce the Holy Technique was, he was all shocked back with his fists, and his invincible demeanor was unstoppable.

Dayue collapsed, and the grass and trees turned into ruins, and under such an earth-shattering collision, the Great Dao divine power that filled the void destroyed everything.

"Get out!"

The Holy Son of Qianyuan shouted angrily, and his heart became more and more surprised, because he found that no matter how powerful the means he used, he could not help Mo Wuchen at all, not only failed to force the other party back, but on the contrary, Mo Wuchen became more and more courageous as he fought, and that terrible momentum became more and more domineering.

"If it weren't for the fact that I was trying to capture you alive, I would have killed you with my hands, do you really think you have the strength to fight me?"

Mo Wuchen sneered, and between his words, he finally came to the void not far in front of the Qianyuan Holy Son.

"Boom!"

The voice fell, and he slapped it out with a palm without hesitation, and a big golden hand shattered the void, covering the front of the Qianyuan Holy Son, leaving him with nothing to hide.

"You dare?!"

However, just as the big golden hand was about to fall on the Qianyuan Holy Son, there was a sudden angry shout, which spread from inside the Qianyuan Gate.

Then there was an aura that was so powerful that it made people's hearts tremble, Rao Yi was Mo Wuchen's strength, and the moment he felt that breath, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Whew!"

A sword pierced through the void, and the internal force of the Qianyuan Gate slashed out, and in an instant, it fell on the golden hand, cutting it in half, blowing it up on the spot, and dissipating.

The Holy Son of Qianyuan was affected by some aftermath, and his face turned pale in an instant, but he didn't have time to think about anything, so he turned around and was about to flee back towards the Qianyuan Gate.

"Can you run away?"

Mo Wuchen snorted coldly, stepped on the true trick of the presence, and pursued it, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was blocked in front of the Qianyuan Holy Son.

"Bang!"

He slammed out with a punch, and before the Qianyuan Holy Son didn't react at all, the fist slammed into his chest.

"Ahh

The screams sounded, and the Holy Son of Qianyuan was directly beaten to vomit blood, and his body fell to the side of the nearly twenty Qianyuan Sect powerhouses like a meteorite falling to the ground.

"Presumptuous!"

Inside the Qianyuan Gate, Fang Cai's angry shout came again, and the next moment, I saw that a divine rainbow rushed out, and it appeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

This is an old man with white hair, his momentum is very terrifying, his deep eyes are full of inexplicable anger, his eyes fell on Mo Wuchen's body, and he shouted, "Let the person go to the old man!"

(End of chapter)