Chapter Eighty-Four: Wanyun Mirror

Looking at the few gray-robed people in front of him, Mo Xian's eyes were extremely cold, and an emerald green spiritual power was condensed in his hand, flickering in his hand.

"Who are you?"

Mo Xian's tone was calm, and he looked at a few of them and said slowly.

"Hehe, a few of us just want to borrow the exercises of the Wanyun Sect to take a look, Sect Master Mo shouldn't mind. ”

The man at the head said gloomily, floating in mid-air, his hands on his chest, and an exaggerated smile tattooed on his mask.

"Looks like you don't want to talk about it, do it!"

Mo Xian's voice landed, and several old men behind him rushed towards those gray-robed people with spiritual power, and in an instant, those gray-robed people also burst out with strong spiritual power, and a jade slip shattered in the hands of the gray-robed people led by him, and a streamer flew into the sky, exploding a firework.

"Hehe, Bai Can has succeeded, everyone follow me!"

On the periphery of the Wanyun Sect, one by one the gray-robed people appeared from the hidden woods, and as the leader waved his arm, all the gray-robed people flew towards the Wanyun Sect like locusts.

"Everyone destroyed the Wanyun Sect for me!"

A cold voice sounded, and the periphery of the Wanyun Sect was instantly bombarded by the spiritual power in the sky, and some outer disciples were directly blown apart, and in an instant, the periphery of the Wanyun Sect was bleeding.

Qi Wandao rushed out of the cave mansion and saw that some gray-robed people had already entered the Wanyun Sect to slaughter disciples, and rushed towards the gray-robed person closest to him with an arrow step, and a scorching spiritual power burst out from his body.

"Bang. ”

The crimson spiritual power instantly enveloped the gray-robed man, directly piercing the gray-robed man's chest.

"Senior Brother Qi. ”

A rescued disciple on the side looked at Qi Wandao gratefully, with gratitude and worship in his eyes.

Qi Wandao nodded, his hand was wrapped in surging spiritual power, his figure flickered a few times, and he rushed towards a pile of gray-robed people.

A gray-robed man looked at Qi Wandao wearing a grimace mask, and a sneer came out from under the mask, and a blue spiritual power appeared, swinging towards Qi Wandao, and he also followed the spiritual power towards Qi Wandao.

"Soul Condensation Five Heavens?"

Feeling the realm of the grimace mask, Qi Wandao instantly understood, being able to gather so many Soul Condensing Realm masters and several Ming Acupoint Realms in such a short period of time, in addition to the Xuanyin Sect and the Netherworld Sect, it was impossible for there to be other forces in Tianquanquan.

Qi Wandao dodged sideways, the spiritual power in his hand appeared, turned into a palm, and the spiritual power surged, slashing towards the grimace mask.

The scorching spiritual power was like a steel knife in Qi Wandao's hand, but just as he was about to slash into the grimace mask, an ice shield appeared in front of Qi Wandao's palm, resisting Qi Wandao's hand knife.

"You are that Qi Wandao, it seems that you really have some strength. ”

The voice of the grimace mask was a little thick, and it sounded like an old man in his fifties and sixties.

The azure spiritual power condensed into a huge ice pick behind the grimace mask, and the cold qi continued to spread out in all directions, making the faces of the surrounding Wanyun Sect disciples change.

"Senior Brother Qi, be careful. ”

Many disciples reminded them, but as soon as they finished speaking, the other gray-robed men rushed towards them and began to scuffle with them.

Many disciples of Wanyun Sect did not have the strength of the Soul Condensing Realm at all, and after being close to those gray-robed people, most of them would seriously injure them with one move, and if this continued, most of the disciples of Wanyun Sect would be injured.

Qi Wandao looked at the ice pick in front of him, a purple fire spread out of his body, and a chill was in his eyes, now it is the most important thing to deal with these bastards as soon as possible.

In the depths of the Wanyun Sect, a trace of blood was left on Mo Xian's face, bloodshot appeared in his ink-like eyes, and his eyes narrowed slightly at the gray-robed man in front of him.

"Xu Jiao, you are so bold! you actually dare to attack my Wanyun Sect. ”

The blood on Mo Xian's face dripped on his shoulders, the martial technique used by the gray-robed man just now was Xu Jiao's unique skill, even in the Netherworld Sect, he was the only one who could do it.

"Hehe, Sect Master Mo, I advise you to obediently hand over the earth-level exercises, otherwise your Wanyun Sect will not be able to escape the end of destruction today. ”

The gray-robed man said coldly, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Young Elder, have you sent a request for help?"

Mo Xian's face was a little solemn, Xu Jiao's strength was strong, even if he was the only one Mo Xian was not an opponent, not to mention the people of the Xuanyin Sect.

"It's sent, but the people from the sect alliance haven't arrived. ”

Qing Lao gasped, his face was ugly, as soon as they attacked Wanyun Sect before, they had already asked for help. Normally, the people of the alliance should have arrived a long time ago. But no one has come yet.

"Hehe, Sect Master Mo, do you really think that we dare to attack the Wanyun Sect for no reason?"

Xu Jiao was wearing a mask, and the words he said made Mo Xian and the others feel cold, and there were actually people in the sect alliance who were helping them.

In the Tianquan Quanzhou Sect Alliance, the piece of jade slip in Shi Chong's hand that was constantly flickering, with a cold smile on his face, muttered to himself: "Wanyun Sect, let me see if any of you have turned the situation around this time." ”

After speaking, with a force in his hand, the flickering jade slip instantly turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.

A golden light tore through the air and hit Xu Jiao's body, and a figure rushed over from the side quickly.

"Sect Master, Ximen has been attacked by the gray-robed people, and many elders and disciples have died. ”

Nangong Wu stopped his figure, his clothes were torn, and there were traces of blood sticking to him, and he looked extremely embarrassed. And the spiritual power on his body floated, as if he had just experienced a big battle.

"Sect Master, please come out of the Wanyun Mirror, otherwise the Wanyun Sect will be destroyed today. ”

Nangong Wu's tone was excited, and his hands trembled slightly.

Mo Xian frowned, the Wanyun Mirror is the treasure of the Wanyun Sect, only the sect master is qualified to use it, even Nangong Wu has never used it.

"Boom, boom!"

The rest of the Wanyun Sect suddenly exploded, and the sky-high flames were mixed with the cries of many disciples, and in an instant, the Wanyun Sect became a hell on earth.

"Sect Master, if you don't invite out the Wanyun Mirror, it's really too late. ”

Nangong Wu and Xu Jiao scuffled together, were hit by Xu Jiao's punch, and fell back to Mo Xian's side.

Looking at the appearance of Nangong Wu and Wanyun Sect, an emerald green light condensed from Mo Xian's hand, forming a strange pattern in mid-air. And the same lines appeared on the ground of the Wanyun Sect, which seemed to echo the lines in mid-air.

"Wanyun Mirror, now!"

With Mo Xian's angry shout, a crack opened in the underground of the Wanyun Sect, and a long-standing aura permeated from it, and a simple mirror gradually emerged from the ground, with strange characters carved on the edge of the frame.

Looking at that mirror, Nangong Wuwu smiled badly, it was a Xuan-level high-grade spiritual weapon, Wanyun Mirror.