Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 419 The Death of Shi Zhou

Why is there only the cave master Mingchen?

The Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains didn't come?

——Looking at Mo Chuan standing in the air, the Taoist disciple was ecstatic, but also full of doubts and puzzled.

Since there is no owner of the Five Sacred Mountains, why did Master Zhou Feizhou die?

Could it be that the Cave Master did it?

impossible!

Thinking of this possible Taoist disciple, he almost immediately rejected it.

How ridiculous this could be!

They believed that Mo Chuan's attainments in the Dao of Yuan Qi were already unmatched by anyone.

But with the popularization of Lingyuan Dao, Taoist disciples are more aware of the power of Lingyuan than anyone else.

It can be said that Yuan Qi and Ling Yuan are not comparable at all.

The Dao of Yuan Qi has been cultivated for ten thousand years, and I am afraid that it is not as good as the golden core monks.

However, is it easy to practice ten thousand years of Taoism?

The threshold of the state of mind that varies from time to time is enough to make people daunting.

That being the case, how did Cave Master Mingchen do it?

When the Taoist disciples were puzzled, Jindan cultivator Zhou's furious voice came loudly:

"Who--"

Before the sound fell, Shi Zhou's embarrassed figure rushed out of the flying boat.

At this moment, his whole body was scorched black, and his spiritual weapon armor was dim, obviously on the verge of being scrapped.

"Heh, fellow daoist snatched my cave, but didn't know the master, is it really blind?"

Mo Chuan stood floating in the air, with the strong wind blowing and his Taoist robe rustling.

"It's you? Mingchen!"

Shi Zhou had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, his eyes were covered with a layer of curse marks, and he looked around calmly, and at the same time secretly communicated with the Taiyuantian arrangement to check the situation of the five mountain masters.

"Don't look for it, the Lord of Wuyue Mountain is not here, I am the one who killed you!" Mo Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, I've heard for a long time that fellow Daoist is a giant in the Dao of Yuan Qi, and he is indeed a worthy man under his great reputation!"

In the midst of Shi Zhou's praise, the voice suddenly changed: "The blow just now was left to you by Wuyue Mountain, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, the bewildered Taoist disciple suddenly realized.

That's right, as a disciple of Beiyue Mountain, the Cave Master must be rewarded to protect him during this great battle. It seems that the blow just now should be a treasure bestowed by Wuyue Mountain.

Mo Chuan said expressionlessly: "Since fellow daoist knows, retreat immediately, otherwise don't blame the poor daoist for being rude."

"Hahaha……"

Shi Zhou looked up to the sky and laughed loudly when he heard the words, even though he was covered in mess, he did not change the heroic look of Jin Dan.

"This seven-star Big Dipper Formation can defeat Yuanying Daojun! Even if you are attacked in a hurry, it is definitely not an ordinary magic weapon that can be broken! You wait for the rats to hide from the war and wait for the opportunity. Obviously, this treasure is definitely not easy to use. It cannot be said. There is only one chance, is this seat right?"

Shi Zhou asked meaningfully, staring fixedly at Mo Chuan's eyes, trying to judge the truth from that subtle expression.

Mo Chuan remained expressionless: "So, fellow daoists don't want to quit?"

The corners of Shi Zhou's mouth curled up, and Ming Chen's old-fashioned expressionless face made him more sure of his guess:

——Ming Chen's old way is nothing more than a strong outside but a strong pretend to be calm!

"The 21 foundation-building disciples and 72 Qi-refinement disciples of the poor way are all lost to you. You let me retreat? How can I retreat?"

When Master Zhou remembered his disciples, he suddenly opened his arms, and a scroll of mountains and rivers unfolded behind his back.

The mountains, rivers, sun, and moon in the picture recede into thick ink, come out from the scroll, and twist into talismans, like scripts written in Nadan ink, intending to dye the sky in Xuling Cave and change the sky and the earth.

'Quick, interrupt his spellcasting! '

People in the Taoist sect turned pale with shock when they saw this, Master Jin De was even more anxious, he quickly commanded a magic circle, sacrificed the divine light, and attacked it.

"Ming--"

The crimson awn that engulfed the shattering turbid energy made an ear-piercing sound of breaking wood.

However, before Chimang got close to Master Zhou, he was blocked by the black color around him, unable to enter an inch.

——Evidently, even if he loses the Seven Star Big Dipper Formation, Shi Zhou is not an existence that the Taoist sect can challenge.

This scene made the Daoist sect even more terrified.

Language is always redundant.

All this is said slowly, but in fact it is extremely fast.

As soon as the Taoist attack arrived, Shi Zhou suddenly pointed at Mo Chuan and shouted, "Go!"

The ink color twisted into a talisman, like the tide of the abyss, gushed towards Mo Chuan.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were dimmed, and the sun and the moon mourned for it.

The cultivators of the Taoist school only feel that they have fallen into the endless abyss, their souls are depressed, they can't struggle, they can't avoid it.

They didn't dare to imagine, how would Mo Chuan, who was facing this blow, deal with it?

At this moment, facing Shi Zhou's all-out attack, Mo Chuan was still expressionless, as if he had been prepared, he stretched out his right hand and buckled Shi Zhou.

A cloud of gray incense spewed out from the palm of his hand.

"Roar--"

A howl of dragons and tigers emanated quietly from the incense, like a hundred tones exciting a hall, awe-inspiring the vast courtyard, and soaring to the sky.

At the same time, the incense that spewed out from the palm suddenly lit up, and the scene shone brightly, shining brightly.

At this moment, no one could clearly see what supernatural power Mo Chuan had used?

Because at that moment, Shi Zhou's attack had arrived, and the more dazzling rays of light shone through the cave, setting off shock waves one after another.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Daomen Xiong closed the magic circle, buzzing under the aftermath of the attack, and I don't know how many talismans were burned to resist the aftermath.

"Is this the power of the Golden Core cultivator?"

The Taoist senior management looked at the terrifying shock wave with a pale face.

From their point of view, this terrifying explosion should all be caused by Jindan cultivator Shi Zhou.

What Mo Chuan did was to detonate it in advance!

However, when the light dissipated, everyone was stunned.

Under the sky, Mo Chuan did not move, and stared at Shi Zhou indifferently.

As for Jindan monk Shi Zhou, it suddenly turned into a black water ball, and countless talismans rolled from outside the water ball.

"This is the cultivation base of Jindan? It's just a name!"

Mo Chuan's voice came out faintly.

The contemptuous words stunned the Taoist disciples.

What, what do you mean?

Could it be that Shi Zhou, who turned into a water polo, was... defending?

Don't wait for them to figure it out.

Mo Chuan raised his right hand again, and the familiar lead ash incense spewed out again, and the dazzling light spewed out amidst the roar of dragons and tigers.

Naturally, Shi Zhou wouldn't sit still and wait for death?

In the howling of the divine light, the figure has already moved away.

"Boom!"

The divine light fell on the ground, blasting out a tiankeng, flying sand and rocks, and how much energy was consumed by the Daomen's mountain protection circle.

However, this time the Taoist disciples no longer felt trembling, and looked at Mo Chuan dumbfounded.

"Isn't this a magic weapon? What kind of magical power is this?"

Shi Zongqing, who finally saw all this clearly, murmured to himself.

"Is that incense? Could it be the magical power of incense?"

Venerable Jin De replied instinctively.

Only Tiangan's face was solemn, and Mo Chuan struck the dragon and roared thunderously, his performance was exactly like that of incense, but his spiritual energy was rolling when he saw it.

Could it be that this is his supernatural power that was created by fusing Yuan Qi Dao and Ling Yuan Dao?

In the speculation of the Taoist senior management, Mo Chuan was like a human-shaped fortress, raising his palm, and a series of divine lights shot out, causing Shi Zhou to run away with his head in his arms.

"Impossible... Impossible... Impossible! How could there be such a terrifying supernatural power in the Foundation Establishment Realm?"

While dodging, Shi Zhou tried to fight back, but his mentality almost collapsed.

Because the rays of divine light were already close to the power of the Golden Core Dzogchen, he had to avoid it.

This is not the power that Foundation Establishment can use at all!

"Could it be Yuan Qi Dao?"

"No! If Yuan Qi Dao has such power, who will cultivate Ling Yuan Dao?"

"Five Sacred Treasures?"

"No, no, if there is such a secret treasure in Wuyue Mountain, it will definitely not be rewarded to Mingchen, and it will definitely be taken to Taiyuan Heaven. Even if he is willing to reward it, how can a mere foundation cultivator use all his strength?"

That weird gap made Shi Zhou go crazy.

Suddenly!

An indescribable coercion descended from the sky, it was so heavy that it made him choke his breath, and his body was almost unable to move while his soul was trembling.

"This is?"

Shi Zhou's pupils dilated and his neck was stiff. As he turned around, he followed the place of coercion, and saw the vast sky like an upside-down deep sea, with countless dragons circling in it, like starlings nesting.

"The power of the Nascent Soul?"

As soon as the idea came up, the ultimate light covered the field of vision.

"Do not--"

"Wooden tire turns... born!"

There is great terror between life and death, and Shi Zhou, who realizes that he cannot resist, suddenly uses the method of escape.

In an instant, countless spiritual objects around him lit up, trying to save their lives, but the faint light didn't last long, then suddenly fell into darkness, and finally shattered.

After a while, his world fell into dead silence.

——The first Golden Core cultivator who was buried for Daoist Yunxu was born.