"Dang!"

There was a crunch. The small black sword had no suspense, and was blocked by the phantom of the brass bell. Ning Wuchen, who was in mid-air, saw this scene, and his eyes flashed: "Oh!?Martial King Zhong...... No wonder the white-headed child will be defeated in your hands. As he spoke, the mana on his body soared, and under the light of the snow-white disc behind him, countless jade flying knives shot out again.

Mo Chong hadn't thought of using the Martial King Bell to resist Ning Wuchen's jade flying knife. Because the Martial King Bell consumes too much mana, and the jade flying knife is just Ning Wuchen's magic weapon, which is qualitatively invisible and endless. But now that the other person is in mid-air, he has just cast an extremely powerful spell, and it is already very difficult to activate the Martial King Bell, where is there still the strength to dodge? At the moment, he can only take a deep breath and prepare for the stormy attack.

"Dang!

The dense attack came as expected, hitting the phantom of the brass bell, causing ripples on top of it. Although the attack of the jade throwing knife was not as good as that of the black sword, the number was more than a hundred times greater. The consumption of ink punch mana is far more than that of resisting the black sword.

Ning Wuchen saw that Mo Chong had resisted the first wave of attacks. The light in his eyes flashed, and with another mana urge, the light that burst out of the snow-white disc became more and more intense, and the number of jade flying knives excited/shot out from it was also several times more than before.

"Dang!

The sound of the jade throwing knife hitting the phantom of the brass bell was so dense that it was almost connected, and Mo Chong's face turned pale. At this time, what he had to face was not only the problem of mana consumption, but the limit of the attack that the Martial King Bell itself could withstand. Although the martial king bell in his hand is not bad. It's just an imitation after all. At this time, under the attack of the magic weapon urged by a Yuanying monk with all his might, it soon appeared to be overwhelmed, and the cracks that were already on it immediately became thicker. And began to spread rapidly in other directions.

'Not good!'

Sensing the abnormality of the Martial King Bell, Mo Chong's heart sank, but before he could make any move, the Martial King Bell in his arms suddenly 'banged', and burst open because he couldn't withstand the attack, and the phantom of the brass bell covering Mo Chong's body flashed, and then collapsed.

"Humph!"

Mo Chong snorted coldly. At the moment when the phantom of the brass bell disappeared outside his body. Mo Chong didn't choose to defend or dodge, but raised his hand, and a bit of blue-black light flew out violently. It's the green ladybug. It's obviously not a good time to throw out the green scoop worm right now, but it's hard to say whether there will be a chance to make a move after that, and Mo Chong has no choice.

"Huh!?"

Although he was urging the disc-shaped magic weapon, Ning Wuchen had been paying attention to Mo Chong's every move. Mo Chong's action of throwing out the green scoop worm naturally couldn't escape his eyes. There was a gleam in his eyes. It doesn't matter what exactly Mo Chong throws out. Immediately his right hand grabbed forward and grasped the void.

A big golden hand, which was more than one person high, immediately appeared not far in front of him with Ning Wuchen's action, and fished it out towards the green scoop Wanjun insect that was coming quickly.

"Flutter. ”

There was a soft thud. The mighty-looking golden hand just came into contact with the green scoop worm, and it immediately disintegrated into a ball of aura. Ning Wuchen's face changed, and he didn't think about it immediately, his figure flashed, and he dodged away from the spot in an instant.

However, Ning Wuchen avoided it himself. But the snow-white disc behind him was still floating in place. As the green scoop worm shot quickly, only a crisp sound of 'bang' was heard. The snow-white disc has been shot through a small hole by the green ladybug. The cobweb-like crack immediately centered on the small hole penetrated by the green scoop worm and spread in all directions.

Because of the damage of the snow-white disc, the jade flying knife that swept towards Mo Chong immediately disintegrated and disappeared. As the owner of the snow-white disc, Ning Wuchen also suddenly suffered a heavy blow because of his natal magic weapon, and with a 'plop' sound, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

This change was a bit unexpected. Mo Chong was stunned for a moment and then flipped his hands suddenly, the Eight Desolation Yuan Sword and the Fire Phoenix Sword appeared in his hand, and the next moment, the two flying swords 'whoosh!' turned into two sword lights, and headed towards Ning Wuchen****. And after throwing the two flying swords, the fire flashed on Mo Chong's body three times in a row, and three bursting fireballs came out of his body and attacked Ning Wuchen.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Mo Chong, this kid, not only destroyed his natal magic weapon, but also wanted to take the opportunity to ask for his own life, Ning Wuchen naturally didn't have a good face. But at this time, he didn't care about it, and when he saw Mo Chong's attack coming, he immediately grabbed it to his chest.

Ning Wuchen had a crystal clear oval jade hanging from his neck, and there seemed to be some words engraved on it. As Ning Wuchen grasped the palm of his hand, the oval jade white light flashed, and a bubble-like thing was suddenly released. The bubble-like thing quickly swelled, big enough to envelop Ning Wuchen in it, and all the attacks that Mo Chong hit were blocked by the bubbles. Although the bubbles shook violently a few times, they showed no signs of collapsing.

Mo Chong's face sank when he saw this. At the moment, it is a very rare and probably the only opportunity, if Ning Wuchen is relieved, he will have no chance to turn over at all. Immediately, Mo Chong flipped his palm and took out a green jade porcelain bottle. Open the cap and pour a drop of the liquid from the porcelain bottle into your mouth. Immediately afterward, the firelight on his body flashed several times in succession, and several bursting fireballs formed a string. Attacked Ning Wuchen again.

Ning Wuchen blocked Mo Chong's attack, and was about to stabilize his mind that had been injured by the destruction of the natal magic weapon, when he saw another series of bursting fireballs bursting in, and his complexion couldn't help but change. In normal times, although the spell of bursting fireballs was powerful, he still didn't pay attention to it, because he could easily avoid it. But now, his mind has not recovered from the trauma of the destruction of the natal magic weapon, and he can only take this trick hard. Fortunately, the exploding fireball consumes a huge amount of mana, as long as you take this attack, it will be easy to do next.

Ning Wuchen comforted himself in his heart, and a hand also pressed on the bubble in front of him, pouring mana into it to help it resist Hongji, who was bursting with fireballs.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom......"

The sound of exploding fireballs was incessant, one after another. Burst fireballs for each blast. Ning Wuchen, who was at the center of the explosion, turned pale. However, the gap in cultivation and the calculation of the consumption of the exploding fireball supported him to endure all the way. Just hold on a little longer. Just hold on a little longer...... As long as Mo Chong's mana is exhausted, the explosion will disappear, and Mo Chong can also be captured alive by him.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

Half a column of incense after that. The exploding fireballs continued to explode. Ning Wuchen, who was at the center of the explosion, was already as much gold as paper. He was already traumatized, and in order to support the bubbles outside his body to resist the bombardment of the bursting fireball, he continued to consume his mana and even his natal essence, and he couldn't support it anymore.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang. Another burst fireball exploded on top of the bubble. This time, the sharply deformed bubbles could no longer withstand the bombardment of the bursting fireball. It shattered with a thud. And with the collapse of the bubbles, the oval-shaped jade that Ning Wuchen held in his palm also shattered with a 'bang', turning into a pile of fine powder.

"Poof!"

Ning Wuchen spurted out another mouthful of blood. His face also showed a dead gray color. Although it did not withstand any direct attacks. But the excessive consumption has made him run out of oil.

Mo Chong seemed to feel this as well. Although the bubble outside Ning Wuchen's body shattered, he did not continue to attack.

The flames of the exploding fireball quickly dissipated. Ning Wuchen looked at Mo Chong below, with a look of disbelief on his face: "You...... How is that possible!?...... your mana," he couldn't imagine. A primordial infant monk himself. was actually drained of mana by a monk who was a knot. And. Now that he has run out of oil, the other party still has most of his mana left.

Mo Chong said lightly: "What has happened, don't you still believe it?"

Ning Wuchen wanted to say something more, but his figure suddenly turned out, and the person had already fallen from mid-air. At this time, he couldn't even fly with imperial qi.

"Bang. ”

There was a muffled sound. Ning Wuchen, who fell to the ground, seemed to be a broken sack, and as soon as he fell, he broke his bones and tendons. But he didn't seem to be aware of it. It's just that he still stared at Mo Chong, and said dryly: "Impossible! This can't be......! How did you do that!?"

Mo Chong fell in front of Ning Wuchen and looked at him not far away. Suddenly, he said, "If you want to know why, I can tell you, but in exchange, you have to answer me a few questions." ”

Ning Wuchen said: "You...... "If he doesn't figure this out, he's dead, and he won't be able to look away."

Mo Chong was also afraid that Ning Wuchen would die too quickly, so he immediately said the question in his heart: "In Lushou City, an ancient teleportation array was found at the former site of Qingdan Thatched Cottage, do you know?"

Ning Wuchen nodded slowly and said, "I know." That's, that's a super long distance...... Teleportation Array. ”

Mo Chong immediately asked, "Is that teleportation array repaired now!?"

Ning Wuchen nodded and said, "It's already ...... The ...... has been largely fixed"

Mo Chong frowned and said, "Basic repair!?What do you mean?"

Ning Wuchen didn't answer, smiled, and asked, "I, I've already answered your two questions." You...... Shouldn't you tell me the truth first?Just now, how the hell did you do it just now!?You can't have that much mana......

For a dying person like Ning Wuchen, Mo Chong didn't hide anything, flipped his palm, took out the green jade porcelain bottle, and said, "Because I have this thing." As if he knew that Ning Wuchen would definitely ask, Mo Chong immediately explained: "The bottle is filled with Jade King Jelly. Jade royal jelly that can instantly restore mana. ”

"Jade Jelly!? It turned out to be Jade King Jelly?...... Damn ......" Ning Wuchen muttered to himself, and the divine light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Seeing this, Mo Chong's face changed, and he immediately flew forward, grabbed Ning Wuchen's shoulder, and shook it vigorously: "What about the Ancient Teleportation Array!?What about the Ancient Teleportation Array? What does the basic repair mean? Can it be used now!?"

Under Mo Chong's struggled shaking, Ning Wuchen's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something. But in the end, there was only a smile on his face. The Buddha is saying, I know, but I don't tell you. You're going to have a headache yourself.

Ning Wuchen also died. Like Ning Baishou, he died under the bursting fireball. The difference is that Ning Baishou's bones are gone, and Ning Wuchen is consumed alive.

Mo Chong looked at Ning Wuchen's corpse in front of him and fell into a long silence. Zhu Qiqi, who was standing far away, didn't dare to say anything at this time, nor did he dare to move. She's already in disarray. According to Mo Chong's name for Ning Wuchen, Mo Chong should just be a monk of Jiedan. However, a monk of the Edan actually defeated a monk of the Yuanying!? This thing is theoretically impossible. There is a big difference in the realm, and if the Yuanying Monk wants to kill a Jiedan monk, it should be a matter of every gesture.

Another point, Mo Chong was injured. And the injury is not light. It was Ning Baishou who injured him. Ning Baishou, who was also in the Dan period, was able to injure Mo Chong, but Ning Wuchen in the Yuan Infant stage was defeated by Mo Chong unscathed?

Zhu Qiqi couldn't figure it out, although she had been watching the battle, she couldn't figure it out at all. But one thing is clear to her. Mo Chong is strong, really strong.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Chong suddenly began to search for the items on Ning Wuchen's body, and Zhu Qiqi on the side saw Mo Chong's skillful movements, and his heart was up and down. What would the other party do to themselves?

"What are you going to say?" After putting away Ning Wuchen's belongings and incinerating the body, Mo Cheng suddenly turned his head and said this to Zhu Qiqi.

Zhu Qiqi was taken aback by Mo Chong's sudden words, and only after a while did he say cautiously: "What did the predecessor say, what did he mean?"

Mo Chong said: "Of course it's what happened here. ”

Zhu Qiqi didn't think about this question at all, and when Mo Chong asked at this time, he was suddenly a little speechless, and said, "I...... Juniors ......"

Mo Chong shook his head and said, "You don't have to say it now. I just hope that you will think of the answer as soon as possible, because a Yuanying monk died, and such a big thing, the above will definitely send someone down to investigate. ”

Zhu Qiqi's complexion changed. Indeed, the death of a primordial monk is a big deal. The League of Monks will certainly take it very seriously. This time, I was only afraid of ......

Mo Chong seemed to see Zhu Qiqi's concern, shook his head, and said, "Don't worry." If you die as an infancy monk, you can put things on the back burner. Because with your cultivation, it is impossible to participate in such a thing. Of course, this is up to you to answer properly. ”

Zhu Qiqi's expression on his face was slightly relaxed, and he said, "Then senior, you ......"

Mo Chong said lightly: "Before the situation is unknown, I will disappear for a while." You make excuses for me in the sect, don't make people suspicious. I'll look for you again. After speaking, without waiting for Zhu Qiqi to say anything, a flash of inspiration flashed on his body, turning into a ray of light and breaking through the air. (To be continued.) )