Mo Chong's Ten Thousand Spirits possession at this time had not yet been completed, and he could not cast other spells, but fortunately, the dragonfly boat was still under his feet, so he took advantage of the short old man's little gap in the flight of the frost sword, stepped on the dragonfly boat, and broke through the air. And the Frost Condensation Sword that flew back upside down immediately turned into a streamer, closely following behind Mo Chong's escape.

"Want to go!?" the short old man flashed with a cold glow, his body shortened, and then he slammed upward. Just listening to the "boom", his people rushed towards Mo like cannonballs. In the distance, only a piece of ground with a diameter of more than ten zhang was left and cracked like a spider's web.

Mo Chong heard the wind below him, looked down, and saw that the short old man was so amazing, he was slightly taken aback, and then reached into the storage bag, grabbed a large handful of talismans, no matter what kind of breed, activated them violently, and then threw them all out. He didn't expect these low- and mid-level talismans to be able to hurt the enemy, as long as he bought him a little time and waited until the spell of 'Ten Thousand Spirits Possessed' was completed.

These low- and middle-level talismans, the short old man didn't pay attention to them at all, and directly rushed up to them. But when he passed through the colorful spell cluster, Mo Chong's figure was gone. The short old man looked around, then bowed his head. Mo Chong was indeed below. At this time, he was flying rapidly against the roof of the city, and the cold light flashed in the short old man's head, and he immediately rushed down towards Mo Chong.

At this time, Mo Chong's own soul armor was almost completed, and when he heard the sound of the short old man rushing down, he reversed it, stepped a little, clenched his right hand into a fist, and rushed towards the other party. Mo Chong dared to face the battle now, which was somewhat unexpected by the short old man. Of course, he didn't hesitate anything, though. Immediately five fingers clenched, and a sudden punch was struck.

Mo Chong's movements were somewhat unexpected by the short old man. Originally, Mo Chong's fist facing him suddenly turned into a palm halfway, and the short old man punched Mo Chong's palm, and Mo Chong's palm was immediately withdrawn, and at the same time, his left hand was also stretched out, supporting the back of his right hand, helping to remove the strength of the short old man's fist and prevent his right hand from being injured.

"Whoosh!"

The impact of the short old man's punch, coupled with the speed of Mo Chong's own evasion, immediately made Mo Chong fly upside down like a meteor, and he had already crossed the city wall in the blink of an eye. The punch that the short old man was about to attack Mo Chong turned into a power to provide Mo Chong with acceleration.

"Hmph. Playing tricks with Lao Tzu?"

The short old man looked at Mo Chong, who flew out upside down, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly. However, he did not rush after him, but followed with ordinary speed. At his current speed, he couldn't catch up with Mo Chong for a while. Therefore, it is no longer possible to prevent the completion of Mo Chong's Ten Thousand Souls Possession Technique, instead of rushing to catch up, it is better to adjust the state first to face the next battle.

'Is this the possession of all souls?'

Mo Chong looked at the translucent armor on his body with some surprise. This layer of armor made up of souls is almost as light as nothing on the body, but it is no less sturdy than high-level armor. This can be seen from the punch with the short old man just now. The only thing that worries Mo Chong a little is the time limit of this move. The Soul Sealing Secret Technique clearly states that in the case of the same level of souls, the most powerful is the human soul, then the ghost, and then the demon soul, the demon soul, and so on. In addition to the monk's cultivation level, the biggest factor in the timeliness of the possession of all souls is the type of soul. The souls that make up his soul armor are all ghosts, and he doesn't know how long it will last.

'Do you want to do it with the other party now, or do you want to lure him to the side of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array?'

Mo Chong hesitated. His initial purpose was naturally to escape to the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array. But if you think about it carefully, this formation has never been touched by yourself at all, and even if you have a formation flag in your hand, it is not easy to manipulate. At most, you can only trap the opponent in the formation. In this way, it is better to take advantage of the soul armor to protect yourself and fight with the other party first, even if you can't take the other party, you can also consume the other party's mana, and by the way, learn about the other party's methods.

"Boy, now is not the time to be distracted!" a sneer, and then, a dark shadow appeared under Mo Chong, it was the short old man. The short old man's sharp claw suddenly grabbed out of Mo Chong's lower abdomen at the same time as he spoke.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Mo Chong took a blow and immediately took several steps back, but he didn't suffer any injuries on his body. That's what sets the Soul Armor apart. Ordinary armor, no matter how amazing the defensive power is, there will be a time when it will be broken. But the Soul Armor is different. Each attack that hits the soul armor will be divided by the souls that make up the soul armor. In other words, unless your attack can destroy all the souls that make up the soul armor at once, you can't hurt the monks inside the soul armor.

Destroying the soul that makes up the soul armor with one blow, with the short old man just a fake Dan stage cultivator, it will definitely not be possible, even if it is a real Dan stage monk, it is difficult to do it. All they could do was to keep consuming the soul power that made up the soul armor souls, and wait until they were weak enough to break them with one blow. Of course, if in between, the time limit for the spell of Ten Thousand Spirits Possession arrives, the soul armor will naturally be self-defeating.

"Hmph, old fellow!" Mo Chong's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the Frost Sword in his hand pounced on the short old man. He had already decided to fight with the other party first, anyway, it would not be too late to wait until the soul armor could not hold it before leaving. It's a pity that the soul armor attributes composed of fire spells and souls are mutually restrictive, otherwise Mo Chong will cover it with another layer of divine fire armor and come up with a few enhanced bursting fireballs, which is definitely enough for the short old man to drink a pot.

"Are you willing to fight?" The short old man saw Mo Chong rushing towards him, and his eyes flashed with the same cold light, and he greeted him. The two of them collided in mid-air, and suddenly burst into a violent roar. This short old man didn't know what spell he cast, his seemingly weak body was invulnerable, and his strength was surprisingly great, even if Mo Chong now had a soul armor to protect himself, plus he had a frost sword as a blade, he still couldn't help the other party. Of course, the short old man couldn't help Mo Chong either, and the two of them fisted and kicked each other in mid-air, fighting together.

Dahei Castle, the former inner courtyard of the Imperial Palace. A slender figure quietly walked through the palace. Ouyang Qing. Just now, everyone fought here upside down, this woman actually had the courage to hide here and not leave, and now when she saw Mo Chong and the dwarf Taoist flying out of the palace complex, she immediately got out of hiding and swept towards the battlefield in the distance.

On the ground in the distance, the corpses of Yu Chan, Shan Zhengying, Xie Yuanjia and others were still bleeding. Ouyang Qing saw everyone's death, and her face turned slightly pale. However, when she saw the storage bags on everyone's bodies that she hadn't had time to collect, her eyes suddenly flashed with joy, and she quickly ran over, took off the storage bags of the three people one by one, and put them away. Then, a little more, he ran towards something like a huge beehive in the distance.

There are certainly more corpses in front of the giant hive. However, the corpses had been stripped clean between the hives, and nothing had been left behind of them. After Ouyang Qing turned around, his eyes began to look at the hive. Of course she knew what this thing did. The sect leader and elders of the Demon Fire Sect relied on this thing to squeeze out the cultivation of other monks, and then blessed themselves. Most of the hives are used to ban the captured monks, and only a few are reserved for the sect leader and elders to absorb the captured monks and cultivators.

Ouyang Qing stepped a little, jumped slightly, and first crossed over to the beehive used by an elder closest to him. There were indeed things in this hive, storage bags, ritual utensils, and a lot of bottles and cans. When Ouyang Qing saw it, her face was overjoyed, and she didn't care what these things were, whether they were useful or not, she swept them all into the storage bag casually, and then put the storage bag into her arms. After collecting the things here, Ouyang Qing immediately quickly withdrew and moved to the beehive used by the next elder. In less than a stick of incense, Ouyang Qing already had four or five more storage bags in her arms.

'Huh, there's a ban?'

Ouyang Qing quickly arrived in front of the beehive used by the sect leader, but before he could step in, he immediately saw a circle of runes around the beehive. Ouyang Qing hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped a little down and retreated. There must be more good things in the Master's hive, but she's not sure she'll be able to break the ban. Moreover, Mo Chong and they don't know when they will come back, so let's take it when they see it.

As a result, a small Qi cultivation period disciple, carrying the storage bags of more than a dozen foundation building monks in his arms, quickly disappeared into the night.

On the wilderness outside the city of Daping. Mo Chong and the short old man are still inseparable. After this fight, Mo Chong figured it out. If you want to rely only on ordinary blows and spells, you can't hurt the thin old man in front of you at all, and you can only use more lethal moves. What moves can I use now? Thinking about it, there is actually only one move—the Ten Thousand Soul Ball.

However, the Ten Thousand Soul Ball was cast at the cost of stripping off the soul armor generated by the possession of all the spirits on his body, and Mo Chong did not dare to use it at will, if he did not have this soul possession, he did not know that he would be able to block a few attacks from the short old man. What's more, the ball of all spirits was slow, and with the movement speed of the short old man, it was easy to dodge. Therefore, Mo Chong decided to lead the other party to the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array to trap him first. Having made up his mind, Mo Chong took advantage of the hard encounter with the short old man and retreated to each other, and a dragonfly boat under his feet broke through the air.

Seeing this, the short old man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he sneered: "Hmph, you want to run again? Is it because your mana is insufficient, or is the time limit for the possession of all spirits up?"

"Hmmm, mph. ”

Mo Chong in the flight, the translucent armor on his body suddenly flickered for no reason, and Mo Chong frowned slightly: "The time limit for the possession of all souls has arrived?" Fortunately, Lao Tzu left early, if he was still entangled with the short old man at this time, he would be in trouble. As soon as Mo Chong's thought flashed, the translucent armor collapsed with a 'bang', turned into a mass of souls again, quickly burrowed into his storage bag, and returned to the soul sealing book.

"Hmph, sure enough, the Ten Thousand Spirits Possession has failed. The short old man who was chasing after Mo Chong saw the soul armor on Mo Chong's body disintegrate. His eyes suddenly showed joy. In this way, as long as he catches up with Mo Chong again, he can kill the other party in one fell swoop!

"Black sand, black sand, where is it?" More than 170 miles north of the city, it is naturally reached in the blink of an eye at the speed of Mo Chong, but at this time, there are only continuous mountains under him, not to mention the black sand, even if it is a flat place, where is the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array arranged by Shan Zhengying?

"Boy, eat me!"

Mo Chong's speed slowed down slightly, and the short old man behind him immediately made a move, only to see him raise his hands, and two fist-sized blue-black fireballs were suddenly thrown out by him. These two fireballs were like nine demon fires, and Mo Chong didn't dare to make a hard connection, so he immediately sank and landed on the ground. In any case, one hundred and seventy miles north of the city, it is near here, and the black sand land mentioned by Shan Zhengying is only a small piece, so it is better to look close to the ground.

"Yes, could it be that in the dense forest below, there is an area that is the blinding method of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array?"

In the midst of his falls, Mo Chong suddenly woke up. This is not impossible, as long as some more advanced formations are arranged, even if they are not activated, they can independently integrate with the surrounding environment. The Eight Gates Golden Lock Array sounds like a very low level. Thinking of this, Mo Chong suddenly took out the array flag that Shan Zhengying gave him from the storage bag. Sure enough, at this time, the array flag in Mo Chong's hand flickered, indicating that the formation was nearby. Mo Chongdang followed the traction of the array flag and quickly plunged into the dense forest below.

"Hmph, boy, do you think you can still run!?" The short old man saw Mo Chong plunging into the dense forest, only thinking that he was planning to escape under the cover of the dense forest, and let out a sneer, and immediately chased down.

"Huh!?" As soon as he landed low, the short old man realized that something was wrong. Although he couldn't say what was wrong, the bad premonition haunted so strongly. So, as soon as he turned around, he wanted to retreat. Unfortunately, his escape only flew out four or five feet backwards, and he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"Formation!?" The short old man was also alert, and he came to his senses at once.

"Yes, it's a formation. Mo Chong's cold words reached the ears of the short old man, but he couldn't find any trace of Mo Chong. This is a matter of course, Mo Chong is now hidden in the formation, as long as Mo Chong does not take the initiative to show up and make a move, the short old man can only destroy the formation if he wants to see Mo Chong.

"Hmph, it turns out that you still have a comrade! You have actually set up a formation here!" the short old man snorted coldly.

Mo Chong didn't bother to pay attention to the short old man in mid-air at this time, but sat down cross-legged and touched out a bright talisman. Colorful Exquisite Tower Rune Treasure. At this moment, there is really no more suitable means of attack than rune treasures. Mo Chong looked at the Colorful Exquisite Pagoda Rune Treasure in his hand, and his eyes showed a trace of regret, the power of this rune treasure is not much, and after using it this time, it will probably be gone. It's a pity that in addition to the rune treasure, other attacks may not be able to take this short old man.

"Boy, if you have the ability, get out and fight with Lao Tzu again! What kind of skill is sneaky and hiding!" The short old man in mid-air shouted again when he saw that Mo Chong didn't talk, and while speaking, he watched vigilantly around him, obviously in case Mo Chong suddenly burst out. At this time, Mo Chong's eyes closed slightly, and he began to input mana into the Colorful Exquisite Pagoda Rune Treasure in his palm. He will not be provoked by such superficial words.

"Hahahaha! Do you know how your fellow disciples who are in charge of monitoring died? It's funny to say! We just used some small profits to turn against a few of you Qi cultivation disciples. Let these little guys go back and report a few fake news, this group of foundation building period monks are all fools, and they actually believe it! They just jumped into the trap in a daze! Hahaha! The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is all a group of fools!"

The short old man moved his body for a moment, and then said: "Boy, do you see the painful expressions on the faces of those corpses? These guys, before they died, shouted something, 'Our Ten Thousand Swords Sect will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces' hahaha! It's funny and funny! They just didn't expect that the same sect that came to support them was just as stupid as them! Fell into the same trick again! Now they are going to die again! Hahahaha!"

After a few words, there was no movement in the formation, and the short old man was a little breathless. With such a long time, it is enough for the opponent to make any plans. The light flashed in the short old man's mind, and he secretly wondered: 'Why hasn't this kid done it yet?' Why hasn't the ban attached to the formation been activated?? What is he waiting for?...... Could it be that there is no one else here, and the formation was just laid by them in advance? Mo Chong knew that he was invincible, so he led himself into the formation and trapped, but in fact, he had already taken the opportunity to escape?"

Very likely! The short old man flashed with a gleam, and immediately grabbed his right hand and twisted it vigorously. There was only a 'click' sound, and his right hand was unscrewed off by the elbow of his left hand. This hand, which looked like a real arm, was actually a very intricately crafted blade. No wonder he was able to penetrate the two layers of armor on Shan Zhengying's body without hindrance. He was so resolute that in order to conceal his enemy and win by surprise, he was willing to cut off his right arm.

After unscrewing his right arm, the short old man pinched the trick with one hand, and commanded his arm to hit the invisible barrier that had blocked him before. The reason why he unscrewed his arm instead of attacking himself was, of course, his consideration. Although there was no movement in the formation, maybe Mo Chong or someone was just waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack. He himself went up to attack the barrier, which undoubtedly gave the enemy a chance to lock onto the target. Now, it's just the blades attacking, but his people are constantly changing positions, and if there are any potential enemies who want to sneak up on him, it's not so easy.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The invisible barrier of the formation let out a roar under the attack of the short old man's arm-shaped blade. At the same time, under the cover of the formation prohibition, as the mana continued to infuse, the rune treasure between the two palms slowly began to exude the due coercion of the rune treasure.