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This made Ma Chuan more and more curious about the girl's true identity, because of such a shocking scene, even if he disguised, it was impossible to pretend to be so indifferent.

Just when Ma Chuan felt that the innate essence accumulated in his body was about to be exhausted, and the phantom was about to dissipate.

The blue and white clouds in the blue shield suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and then the blue and white clouds dissipated.

There was only a distorted transparent barrier left, but you could still see the big picture inside.

A thin old man, sitting in the enchantment, is facing a piece of blue and white mirror in front of him, which is the size of a zhang and shaped like a gossip, and plays a trick, one green and one white, and the two yin and yang fish are glowing with a faint blue and white, but they are still light.

Beside the thin old man, a middle-aged Confucian was holding a golden book and a jade pen, constantly writing impassioned poems on it, and then turning into golden runes around him and the thin old man, as well as the blue and white mirror.

Outside the golden rune, a young purple-robed man was pinching his hands and releasing a basin-sized white ball like a fireball, glowing with dazzling light, constantly attacking the golden rune.

On the other side of the golden rune, there was also a pair of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls, each pinching the trick and releasing a round of full moon three feet in size, attacking the golden rune with a soft white glow.

When the monks outside look inside the barrier, they will have the illusion that the sun and the moon are the same day.

The five people in the enchantment are the five old monsters of the Ceres God Realm of the four major forces, and they didn't expect to be fighting in full swing inside.

Seeing that the blue and white light of the blue and white mirror was getting stronger and stronger, the monks outside were still in a state of confrontation because they were afraid of Ma Chuan.

Seeing this, the purple-robed man in the enchantment suddenly shouted angrily: "A group of fools were actually coaxed by a Jindan Realm junior with some small tricks, and they didn't quickly break their Little Sumeru Array." ”

The purple-robed man's angry shout, Ye only the monks of the Purple Qi Palace, forced by his majesty, stepped up the offensive, but they were still shocked in their hearts.

As a result, it didn't take long for Ma Chuan's accumulated innate essence to be exhausted, and all his divine consciousness returned to his body, and the thousand-zhang-sized phantom in mid-air naturally slowly collapsed.

When all the monks saw this change, except for Fu Yutong, their faces were all blue and red, it turned out that the palace master of the Purple Qi Palace was right, they were played by a Jindan junior with unknown means.

Suddenly, except for Fu Yutong, who still believed that Ma Chuan was an old monster of the Ceres God Realm, the other monks were furious.

But except for the five people who were chasing and killing, the other monks did not have the strength to attack Ma Chuan, otherwise they would have sacrificed the magic weapon at the same time and killed Ma Chuan to the scum.

However, even among the five people who were chasing and killing, Qiu Ruoshui and Demon Wanzhen were a little hesitant.

After all, the Palace Master of the Purple Qi Palace had already spoken, let them break the Little Sumeru Array first, and then they would not be able to ignore it.

In the end, Yao Wanzhen didn't dare to disobey the palace master's order, and hurriedly integrated into the conical array.

And Qiu Ruoshui finally stayed, anyway, the two Ceres Realm seniors of Yuehua Sect didn't ask her to go back.

So Qiu Ruoshui, Yu Budao, Nie Shuang and Wang Miaoqing all shot at Ma Chuan.

Although the other monks of the four major forces entered a white-hot battle of attack and defense, there were still people who distracted their attention and watched the four of them attack Ma Chuan.

Nie Shuang and Wang Miaoqing used their strongest magical powers as soon as they made a move, and this time the silver-white full moon was seventy or eighty zhang in size.

Yu Budao was gray all over, and a gray palm the size of an acre passed through the void and pressed down on the top of Ma Chuan's head.

Qiu Ruoshui once again performed the String Moon Slash, this time the silver-white crescent moon has exceeded a hundred zhang in size.

Obviously, Ma Chuan's previous tricks had completely angered these four people, and every shot was a killing move.

In the face of three powerful attacks, Ma Chuan smiled indifferently, and sacrificed all the sky-descending peaks and sky-covering umbrellas, and at the same time performed the firebird technique again.

He planned to use these three means to hard-connect the three extremely powerful attacks, although the result was that none of the attacks could be stopped.

But he was very calm in his heart, at least he had played more than forty Golden Bird Realm cultivators before, and he believed that his feat would be passed on for a long time.

Sure enough, the Sky Umbrella, the Heavenly Falling Peak, and the Baizhang Fire Phoenix, against the three powerful extreme attacks, the Baizhang Fire Phoenix was directly defeated by the gray palm.

The Heavenly Descending Peak was directly slashed by the String Moon, and it was cut back to its original shape.

The Sky Umbrella barely blocked the silver-white pillar of light of Mochizuki Wushuang, and it obviously couldn't support it for too long, not to mention that although the power of the gray palm and the String Moon Slash had been weakened by half, it was still coming towards him.

Seeing this, Ma Chuan only had calmness on his face, and it was an honor for him to be able to die in battle.

But just when Ma Chuan calmly faced death, the phantom of Ni Lihua, who had disappeared before, suddenly reappeared, and the phantom only clicked three times with his fingers, and broke the three attack methods of the gray palm, Mochizuki Mushuang, and the String Moon Slash.

This time, not to mention the other monks, even Ma Chuan himself was stunned.

"Hmph, a group of obsessive human beings, let this fairy come to save you. Qianzhang Phantom suddenly sounded a cold voice.

When Ma Chuan heard this voice, he felt a little familiar, but it was definitely not Ni Lihua's voice, and the spirit possession technique he used was to deceive the monks and thus play tricks on them.

Now that it is clear that the divine consciousness has returned to the body, the phantom has reappeared, and it has spoken, how can it not be stunned.

However, Ma Chuan turned his head slightly, only to find that the girl next to him was gone, and he instantly understood in his heart.

The phantom reappeared, and the eyes of all the monks looking at Ma Chuan became suspicious again.

After all, when he was on the verge of life and death before, Ma Chuan was too calm and calm, which is obviously not in line with common sense.

Combined with the reappearance of the phantom of Qianzhang, it is obvious that Ma Chuan is really an old monster in the Ceres Realm, just playing with them.

As if to confirm the conjecture in the monk's heart, the phantom of Qianzhang in mid-air took a step directly, spanning hundreds of zhang, to the sky above the enchantment, and a beautiful female voice sounded: "It seems that the strength of the five little guys here is not bad, let this fairy come to meet you." ”

Before the words fell, the palm of the hand, which was dozens of zhang in size, slowly pressed towards the enchantment.

Frightened, on the periphery of the enchantment, more than forty Golden Bird Realm monks who were fighting in full swing scattered in a hurry, desperately escaping.

"Hmph, where is the "demon" evil, pretending to be a ghost. Yu Xuzi snorted coldly, tightened the magic trick in his hand, and finally before the palm of his hand fell, the blue and white mirror in front of him shot out a pillar of blue and white light.

Although this pillar of light was only the size of a zhang, it distorted the enchantment and the small blue Sumeru array outside, like paper paste, and was directly pierced through it.

Even if the phantom palm was pressed slowly with great momentum, Tongyang couldn't block the blue and white light pillar in the slightest.

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