"Release?"

Mo Wuchen looked at the white-haired old man who swept out of the Qianyuan Gate, "It's not impossible, let's exchange that desolate breath." ”

"Are you threatening the old man?"

The white-haired old man is the Holy Lord of Qianyuan, and he is the supreme figure in Ningzhou.

In the past, with the status of Qianyuanmen in Ningzhou, who would dare to offend in the slightest?

Not to mention that today, the Holy Son and many elders have been captured, and they have to redeem people with the spirit of desolation.

"No threats, I'm serious about making deals with you. Mo Wangchen chuckled.

He came here for only two purposes, one was to deter Qianyuanmen and make them dare not make a move against the Du family.

Second, it is for the sake of desolation.

Even the Great Elder Su Mao can carry thousands of catties of barren qi with him, and it is conceivable that a Qianyuan Sect will definitely have a lot.

"Ignorant junior, do you know that the old man is an elder of the Mingshen Clan, no matter what your identity is, you will have to pay the price for your behavior today. The Qianyuan Holy Lord said coldly.

"Elder Keqing of the Mingshen Clan, it's nice to shout, but the entire land, such as you, the so-called Guest Elder is everywhere, do you think I will be afraid?" Mo Wuchen sneered.

Before he came, he had already learned a lot from the Du family.

In the entire land of Shu, thousands of continents, and almost every holy land, there are more or less strong people, and there are Keqing elders in the Mingshen Clan.

This is also a kind of solicitation by the Myojin clan for the forces under their own territory.

Thousands of continents, with nearly 10,000 holy places?

For example, the so-called guest elders like the Qianyuan Holy Lord, there are at least nearly 10,000 people in the entire land.

This kind of identity may still be a deterrent to ordinary people, but for Mo Wuchen, it is nothing at all.

What's more, this is just a status without authority.

"The old man asks again, will you let people go?!"

Hearing Mo Wuchen's words, the face of the Qianyuan Holy Lord became even more gloomy, and the murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"I also said that it's okay to let people go, and exchange them for the gas of the wilderness. Mo Wuchen said lightly.

The atmosphere of the scene, at this moment, became more tense.

The people who watched from all around couldn't help but hold their breath, and no one dared to make a sound.

At the same time, they were surprised in their hearts, what is the origin of this Mo Wuchen, and what kind of reliance does he have to argue with the Qianyuan Holy Lord here?

You must know that if you want to subvert a holy land, throughout the ages, there are not many people who can do it with the power of one person alone.

"Look for death!"

Suddenly, the Holy Lord of Qianyuan drank coldly, his words fell, and his body rose from the sky, he put his fingers together, and Yaoyao pointed out at Mo Wuchen.

"Buzz ......"

In an instant, the sound of the sword roared, and the majestic sword pressure immediately enveloped the whole audience, only to see a finger shoot out, and in the process of moving, it turned into a fierce and amazing sword qi, slashing the void, containing the magnificent Dao divine power, and slashed down towards Mo Wuchen's power.

"Humph!"

Mo Wuchen snorted coldly, the strength of the Holy Lord of Qianyuan has already reached the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and he has the same godhead in his body, facing such an opponent, even if it is him, he does not dare to underestimate it too much.

And from the aspect of breath, I feel that the strength of this Qianyuan Holy Lord is no longer under Nie Yuan at the beginning.

"Buzz ......"

He condensed the sword with the law, and also pointed at Yaoyao and pointed out, and in an instant, the sword of Chongxiao rushed into the air, and finally collided with the attack of the Holy Lord of Qianyuan.

"Click, click......"

At this moment, the void quickly collapsed, and huge cracks emerged one after another, where the swords collided, the general momentum surged, and even the space collapsed.

The infinite sword light scattered in all directions, turning into ten thousand tiny sharp blades, sweeping towards all directions.

"Boom!"

In the distance, a large mountain was spreading, pierced by a small sword light, and in the blink of an eye, the whole mountain collapsed.

"Not good!"

All around, the onlookers all changed color, their bodies flew far away, and the kind of earth-shattering collision made them dare not get close.

Even if the masters of the Heavenly Immortal Realm level are affected, I am afraid that they will end up with a direct annihilation.

"Ignorant junior, dare to provoke my Qianyuanmen, from ancient times to the present, you are still the first, the old man will kill you here if he says anything today!"

The Holy Lord of Qianyuan shouted angrily, he raised his finger and pointed to his eyebrows, and the next moment, between his eyebrows, there was a bright piercing light gushing out.

"Buzz ......"

The light was like a heavenly river, crushing the void and evolving into a golden dragon.

"Roar!"

When the dragon was fully formed, it let out an earth-shattering roar, and the sound wave shattered a mountain not far away, and then, it rushed down in rage, forcing Mo Wangchen to be.

"Get out!"

Don't forget the dust to urge the law of the tripod, in an instant, a huge golden tripod emerged, like the sky, standing in the sky, under the eyes of everyone in the audience, the golden tripod slammed out.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon roared, its body was very flexible, and in the face of the golden tripod smashed head-on, it did not shake hard, but suddenly changed the direction of its progress, bypassing the attack of the golden tripod, and then turned around, with its thick body, coiled around the golden tripod.

"Boom!"

The body of the dragon is powerful, beyond Mo Wuchen's imagination, it is as simple as crushing an egg.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, Mo Wuchen couldn't help frowning slightly, the law of the tripod is mainly based on defense, and the defense ability is very terrifying, as hard as the Nine Heavens Divine Iron, this is the first time that he has been broken since he condensed the law of the tripod.

"This real dragon is the old man's wisp of great power in the divine palace all the year round, and over the years, there has never been anything that it can't break, even if it is the hardest treasure in the world, it may not be able to compare with its body. ”

The Qianyuan Holy Lord sneered, his mind stirred, and the dragon swooped down towards Mo Wuchen again.

"I'd like to see if it's really that hard!"

Mo Wuchen snorted coldly, he took out the Burning Spirit Sword, his body rose into the air in an instant, and the holy light around his body exploded, like a divine dragon, and he attacked out, and he actually wanted to fight this real dragon alone.

"Look for death!"

The Holy Lord of Qianyuan squinted his eyes, and a sneer on his face, he didn't think that in this world, someone could fight with his own Great Dao Divine Dragon in close combat, that was undoubtedly not self-defeating.

"Get out of here!"

Mo Wuchen rose into the sky, and in an instant he came to the front of the real dragon, he held the Burning Spirit Sword in his hand, and after shouting angrily, the black sword body slashed out.

"Bang dang!"

A sword slashed at the dragon's skull, and the sound of metal clashing erupted.

I have to say that the body of this giant dragon is indeed as hard as divine iron, and Mo Wuchen can't even break it under a sword.

"Roar!"

However, the power contained in this sword was very terrifying, and the dragon was slashed upside down and flew out, letting out a long roar of rage, as if it had been completely enraged.

(End of chapter)