Chapter 195: Original Intent
Mo Dongfeng was shocked, he didn't know what was going on at all, why his cultivation was imprisoned, and his exercise route was blocked? All this was too strange, Zhou Han seemed to have an incredible power in his body.
Hundreds of disciples of the Golden Bull Hall of the Demon King Sect all showed shocked expressions when they saw that Elder Mo, a master of breaking the Spirit Realm, was actually threatened by Zhou Han's sixth-layer cultivation of the Transformation Pill, and they all showed a look of shock, and for them, it was extremely strange.
Bite!
Just when the Thousand Jin King was about to land on Mo Dongfeng's chest, a flying sword blocked Mo Dongfeng's chest, sparks flew everywhere, and in an instant, the flying sword turned into countless swords, enveloping Mo Dongfeng's body, and swept towards Zhou Han.
The divine mind force field opened up, Zhou Han turned around in mid-air, countless flying swords clanged, touching each other, although he blocked this attack, but Mo Dongfeng also avoided this attack, and landed firmly on the ground, being held by the two.
After Zhou Han landed, looking at the flying sword suspended above her head, her eyes fell on Zhou Lan, she regained her cold color, her slender right arm was raised, and the red light shone in an instant, and the dense flying sword appeared again, and with a wave of her hand, it was like rain, and she fell to the ground with a bang.
Zhou Han also immediately switched positions with the clones and appeared in a safe place, but the clones in that area had all turned into true qi and quickly collapsed.
"Damn!" Mo Dongfeng shouted, and was about to continue to step forward, but Zhou Lan waved a sword and landed at his feet, and said lightly: "Elder Mo, you are not his opponent, his divine power has been subtle, everything about you has been seen through by Zhou Han, I will deal with him personally!"
"Subtle thoughts!" Mo Dongfeng gritted his teeth, although he was unwilling, he was helpless.
Zhou Han stood in the clone, looked at Zhou Lan seriously, his heart moved slightly, these countless doppelgangers turned into true qi and white light and drilled into his body, Zhou Han could see that Zhou Lan's divine power was equivalent to his own, and his cultivation was stronger than himself, plus he was the inheritor of the Nine-Tailed Great Sage, so he had to take it seriously, Zhou Han didn't think that Zhou Lan would keep his hand in the face of himself, so it was also necessary to recover the power of the clone.
Zhou Lan's evaluation of Zhou Han also made the disciples of the surrounding Demon King Sect gasp, they knew very well what Zhou Lan's strength was, as a small hall master of one of the twelve halls, he was already a disciple of the sect that the sect focused on cultivating, and the future was inevitable