Chapter Two Hundred and Four: Big Hands

As Mo Chen's words fell, the scenery of the entire Yuntai Peak suddenly changed.

The gloomy sky at the top of the original dark cloud cover suddenly disappeared, and the flames, large clusters of flames, were all red Nanming Lihuo, almost like clouds, covering the entire Yuntai Peak.

Endless blazing heat emanated from the flames that surrounded Yuntai Peak, and in an instant, this bare hill suddenly burned, and it burned at a speed visible to the naked eye, and large chunks of earth and stone turned into dark red magma, and in a few moments the entire mountain disappeared.

Under this kind of heat, even immortals can't stand it, although Wang Lingguan has already cultivated to the point where the cold and heat are not invaded, but he still feels a burst of heat, and there is a feeling of being burned all over his body, he hurriedly propped up a mana shield and enveloped himself in it, only then did he get a little coolness.

When he propped up the shield, Mo Chen didn't make a move, he kept looking at him with a smile, with this Nanming Fire Array, it was difficult for the immortals under Da Luo to run, he was not in a hurry.

"You designed it all a year ago, and you deliberately lured me down!" Wang Lingguan said to Mo Chen with an ugly face, he could feel the terrifying power contained in the sea of flames and clouds in the air, and he had no confidence that he could escape from such a terrifying sea of fire.

"Yes, if you don't sell a flaw to you, how can you be willing to obediently enter the urn and die with your disciples and grandchildren?" Mo Chen said proudly.

Wang Lingguan didn't speak, but lowered his head a little sadly, the Huashan Sect, hundreds of disciples, just like this, even the Yuntai Peak, where the Huashan Sect is located, was burned into a cloud of ashes, all because of his carelessness.

In fact, after he knocked Mo Chen down, he felt that something was faintly wrong when he rushed down, but at that time, his mind was all on Mo Chen and the disciples of Huashan, full of anger, wanting to kill Mo Chen, and feeling that it was in his own mountain gate, what could happen, so he didn't pay attention to it, which led to such a consequence.

Mo Chen looked at Wang Lingguan's expression, the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker, although the power of the Nanming Lihuo Great Array was amazing, but it was also easy to be detected, if it wasn't for this group of Huashan disciples as bait, plus he had been pulling Wang Lingguan to fight, so he had no time to pay attention to the surroundings, he couldn't have been discovered by him earlier, if he didn't enter this big array, he would have to kill him with a lot of effort and feet.

The moment he was struck by Wang Lingguan Tianlei, it was a flaw that Mo Chen deliberately sold, he was not without a way to dodge the attack of the golden whip and the heavenly thunder at the same time, the four styles of the moon-breaking combat technique are now mastered by him, with his mana, he can use the instantaneous combat technique without the slightest effort, and it is easy enough to get out of the battlefield, that is, to defend, and he can also use the Tianluo style to leak the water that he guards, without half a flaw.

But in this way, if you want to win Wang Lingguan, it will be much more difficult, just by virtue of combat power, although Nanming Lihuo has been refined by him to the invincible realm of Golden Immortals, but he may not be able to take this Wang Lingguan.

Now it's okay, he himself fell into the Great Array of Nanming Lihuo, and even the ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal can only run, not to mention that he hasn't reached that realm yet.

"Okay, it's time to send you to reunite with your disciples and grandchildren, after all, a sect must be neat, don't worry, after you die, you still have the Huashan disciples left in Xiniu Hezhou, I will send them to see you soon." ”

After Mo Chen finished speaking, he pinched the Dao trick with both hands, and the mana gushed out, and the entire Nanming Lihuo Great Array suddenly changed, and a large area of Nanming Lihuo smashed towards Wang Lingguan like rain.

Wang Lingguan's eyes burned with the flame of hatred, staring at Mo Chen deadly, and shouted, endless mana poured out, firmly blessing the mana shield in front of him, he secretly swore in his heart that when he could escape, he must let this crow spirit bury him with all the disciples of Huashan, even if the saint made a move, he would not hesitate!

He could feel that this Nanming Lihuo Great Array was a heaven and earth of its own, isolating all the aura between heaven and earth, including the endless thunder power he gathered in the sky, if he couldn't resist the power of Nanming Lihuo, it would definitely be the end of refining.

But he is the peak of the Golden Immortal, and he has touched the power of the Daluo realm, so he may not have a chance to resist hard, in the final analysis, no matter how powerful Nanming is from the fire, it is just the prestige of Fengzu, a demon king in the middle of the Golden Immortal, can he be killed?

Snort!

The endless Nan Ming fell from the rain of fire and fire, but as soon as he came into contact with the mana shield, there was a burst of corrosive sound, it was the high temperature that melted the shield, not only that, but the rain of fire that fell on it quickly burned, constantly consuming his mana, but as soon as it came into contact, this mana shield was weakened into a thin layer.

This power!

The pupils in Wang Lingguan's eyes shrank, this Nan Ming was far beyond his imagination, not to touch it, but to have broken through that boundary, could it really be that he was going to die here today?

No, my disciples are still waiting for me to avenge them!

With this thought, Wang Lingguan had a resolute look on his face, sat cross-legged on the ground, his heart to the sky, his eyes and nose and his heart, and fell into the ethereal and selfless realm of seeking the Tao, and his mana was like not wanting money, gushing out wildly, constantly repairing the mana shield, resisting the endless Nanming fire and fire rain.

As the rain of fire continued to fall, soon, his whole person turned into a big fireball with the shield, and the fireball kept shining with golden light, one would be weakened, and the other would be strengthened, but it was visible to the naked eye that the speed of the shield repair and enhancement was far less than the speed of Nan Ming's fire erosion.

This Nanming Lihuo Great Array, Mo Chen only used eight points of power, this is already beyond the power of the Golden Immortal, a few inches of black hole was burned out near the big fireball, and there was a faint space turbulence sweeping, if it was very powerful, I was afraid that the entire Yuntai Peak would turn into a black hole, and the space would be dissolved clean, and at that time, Mo Chen would have to mobilize most of Nanming Lihuo to protect himself, but it would be troublesome.

Eight points is enough, and with half a pillar of incense, Wang Lingguan will completely die.

As time passed, Wang Lingguan's shield became thinner and thinner, and Nan Ming's power from the fire did not diminish in the slightest, after all, Mo Chen could replenish the aura, but Wang Lingguan couldn't, so he could only watch as the big fireball completely shattered his shield and rolled towards him.

A golden armor turned into molten iron in an instant, and the golden whip that had accompanied him for many years also slowly melted under Nanming's fire, and his body was burned clean all of a sudden, but the Yuan Shen was still struggling, but it was also full of flames, as long as his Yuan Shen power was consumed, it was a matter of time before his soul was scattered.

However, just when Mo Chen was full of joy and proudly felt that the great revenge was about to be avenged, a sudden change occurred!

"Stop!"

A huge voice that I don't know came from echoed throughout Huashan, and at the same time, there was a huge hand that covered the sky and fell from the sky......