Most of Mo Chen's inner part walked into the flying boat, and found that the interior of the flying boat was an empty hall, like a palace with bright lights, and it was extremely finely arranged.

In the middle of the stone pillars, there is a red-robed ghost-faced man floating, which looks quite like a rakshasa in the Buddhist family.

"Welcome, you can call me by my name directly, Lin Ming, feel free to do so. But first of all, let's make it clear that what we need assistance for this trip is the Lunjin Temple, the station of Yongning Mosha.

Before, news came from that side, and the entire Lunjin Temple was completely blocked for a hundred miles, and even the disciple who delivered the news was brutally killed, and the soul lamp in the sect was shattered.

We estimate that the evil cultivators will attack on a large scale this time, thinking that they will take this opportunity to destroy our morale and eventually inflict heavy damage on our allies. So at this time, we can't just hide in the rear and live safely. ”

Lin Ming's gaze swept over everyone present, although his strength was not high, half a foot recognized the cultivation of the God Realm, but his body exuded bursts of fluctuations from time to time, obviously he had some good magic weapon to protect himself.

"Let's set sail from here and fly directly to Xingwang Mountain, which is the edge of the encirclement of the cult cultivators. When the time comes, we'll open the hatch, and then you can do whatever you want, as long as you can help the Righteous Alliance. Lin Ming said solemnly.

"Thank you!" everyone clenched their fists, and suddenly a metallic sound resounded in the hall, and a murderous aura continued to spread.

"Alright, let's set sail now!" Lin Ming stretched out his hand, and suddenly the gate where everyone had come up before was completely closed with a 'boom', and the entire flying boat bloomed with blue fluorescence, and even two circular magic circles were erected at the bow and stern of the ship.

"Everyone, stand firm!" Lin Ming kindly reminded, then took out a spear from the Na ring and stabbed it directly at the stone pillar behind him.

"Zila......"

There was a sound of burning at high temperatures, and the spear seemed to have just been taken out of the furnace, and before the tip of the spear touched the stone pillar, it burned a hole in the surface of the stone pillar, revealing the essence of the pillar of fire inside.

The spear kept piercing half into the pillar of fire, as if it had ignited the core of the flying boat.

At the same time, the lights inside the flying boat went out, and the entire hall became extremely dark.

From the outside world, the entire flying boat shook violently, and the two circular formations in the front and back turned violently, and the hull disappeared in the blue light in a blink of an eye.

The roar continued to echo in Mo Chen's ears, and the entire flying boat shook like a frenzy, but everyone had long been accustomed to this vision.

In just a few breaths, the flying boat suddenly paused, and then it was completely silent.

"Whoa......

With the sound of flames burning, the lights came back to light, and dozens of spatial cracks unfolded around the hall, blue like a swirling vortex of water.

The crowd didn't stop for a moment, and rushed towards the whirlpool.

Ink dust entered the penultimate step, and as soon as he stepped in, there was a large dense whistling sound in his ears.

After a breath, a blinding white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the white light quickly disappeared.

A scene of fire appeared in front of me.

Countless flying ships stopped at the edge of the battlefield, and a large number of creatures poured into the battlefield from the flying boats.

Mo Chen could only see a ball of flame rising into the sky, an earth-shattering explosion, thick smoke billowing out, and the boulder wall being violently thrown into the air and falling down one after another.

He was surrounded by the corpses of dead and monsters torn apart, and countless fortifications burned along the way, and the smoke of gunpowder mixed with the running cries of living creatures rolled into the sky.

The crimson sea of fire spread boundlessly, and Mo Chen stretched out his hand to push away the half-left corpse in front of him, and flew directly into a streamer and flew towards the sky.

Along the way, the sound of weapons clashing, shouting and scolding, and screaming came one after another, and the corpses fell one after another in the blood splash, and the surroundings were like Shura hell.

Mo Chen saw the previous monk named Lin Ming, who was fighting with the snake people along with the other five monks at this time.

"Destroy the demons!" Lin Ming rose into the air, his hands condensing spear-shaped lightning bolts and throwing them towards him.

The rest of them also took to the air, following closely behind, and kept casting magnificent spells.

Seeing that a few people had the upper hand, Mo Chen didn't help, and his vast divine soul power spread out, directly mapping the detailed map of this area in the sea of knowledge, without letting go of any details of information.

Ink dust flew eastward along the corpse, and soon a spiral-shaped white tower gradually emerged from the pile of corpses below and between the sea of fire.

The tower was constantly spewing out a miserable white mist, and once a monk touched this mist, he immediately howled in severe pain and was corroded by poison.

The ink dust landed directly, and he didn't speak, and he slapped one hand at the tower.

With a roar, the white tower suddenly burst into ruins, turning into countless rubbles scattered in all directions.

"Who !?" Several yellow streamers shot out before the tower exploded, and pounced on the ink dust.

Mo Chen's eyes did not rise, and he took the initiative to meet the streamer.

The power of the vast and magnificent divine soul continued to pour out of his body, quickly forming a rotating star curtain behind him.

The star curtain did not stop, and continued to twist, only to hear Mo Chen's angry shout: "Divine soul projection!"

"Phew!"

A large amount of starlight converged like meteors, directly forming a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers behind the ink dust.

The painting scroll has a spirit, as if it has gone through thousands of years, and every fine particle of dust in the mountains and rivers is magnificently spread out in the painting scroll.

"It's the Venerable of the Everlasting Realm!"

"Oops!

"Inform the two adults!!!!"

In the screams, a large number of rare and exotic beasts poured out of the picture scroll, and the evil cultivators who fled directly in all directions were crushed into powder.

Ignoring these evil cultivators who were torn apart by demon beasts, Mo Chen's eyes were far away.

There was a slurry-thick plasma flowing there, and the power of the divine soul could not even penetrate it.

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In the Lunjin Temple, the wind did not hold the void in front of him.

Suddenly, the space suddenly distorted, making a scalp-tingling sizzling sound, shaped like a rag being lifted, and the wind directly tore a large mouth into the void in the space in front of him.

The endless yin wind blew out from the void, directly absorbing all the thunderous and furious strikes of the Thunder Venerable on the heavenly dome.

When the offensive passed, Feng Buyi smoothed a bunch of hands again, and the pieces of space that were originally torn off by her immediately overlapped again, and the space was stable again.

Her face flushed slightly, apparently having done her best to get through a fierce battle.

Lying beneath her lay the corpses of several Wandering Soul Realm monks, who were still arguing in the main hall before.

"This Venerable of the Feng Family, don't you give up yet? ”