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

Chapter 437 Conquering the Golden Elixir

The oncoming majesty and light were so powerful that it overwhelmed the mountains and rivers, causing the face of the Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains to change greatly.

In a hurry, it was too late to change direction, so he could only resort to magical powers to resist.

"Boom boom-"

For a time, Huandong was round and bright, and it was shining brightly.

The wanton and restless spiritual energy completely submerged the Five Sacred Sacred Formation and disappeared without a trace.

"Fellow Daoist Mingchen, why is this?"

A sharp question came from the anger, it was the voice of Zhongyue Mountain Master.

"I'm asking this knowingly, and I want to ask you, Pindao, why did you disregard Pindao's life and death when Pindao was the Taiyuan Heavenly Supervising Army?" Mo Chuan's voice was indifferent.

"When will I disregard the life and death of fellow Taoists? Then Taiyuantian took advantage of the old relationship between fellow Taoists and couples to deceive us. If we hadn't discovered it in time, I'm afraid the Five Sacred Caves would have been destroyed."

Zhongyue Mountain Master argued sophistry.

He even took the initiative to mention "Wei Li", vaguely shifting the responsibility to Mo Chuan.

The subtext seems to say, if we didn't believe in your Taoist companion, how could we be deceived?

"Ha ha……"

Mo Chuan smiled:

"The villain has no integrity, abandoning the basics and chasing the end. I, the people of the Six Mountains, will definitely not be so shameless. It seems that you are pretending to be heretics, trying to make money from the poor. Today is a good way to teach you and other despicable villains. If you want to Leaving the cave, you have to open your heart and mind, accept this talisman, and accept poverty as the main priority, otherwise... Xuling cave is the place where your bones will be buried."

As soon as this remark came out, the Lord of Wuyue Mountain was dumbfounded.

"you--"

"Good morning, you are going to abandon your teacher's sect, will you not succeed in doing that inhumane thing?"

Someone gaped;

Someone reprimanded again and again.

Mo Chuan sat cross-legged in the center of the whirling cloud formation in Kowloon, letting the winds blow from east to west, north, south, and north, I stood still.

He also figured it out.

These Lingyuan Dao monks are not even as good as Buddhist disciples.

At least for Buddhist disciples, although the angle of debating scriptures is tricky, they still recognize the basic logic.

On the contrary, these people are full of sophistry, and there is no point in arguing, and they simply pretend to be confused to the end, so they love it!

At this time, Xuling Cave was already in chaos.

The colorful bird is extremely intelligent, and it specializes in picking soft persimmons. When the solar wind sweeps by, it will definitely catch those with disordered breath, chase them madly, and peck at the flesh.

Under the supernatural power of his blood to control the wind, his speed is almost unmatched by anyone.

Therefore, in just an instant, I don't know how many monks died unexpectedly.

Of course, not all monks were caught without a fight.

Attempts to fight back also abound.

Under the attack of the magic circle, even the colorful bird would have difficulty attacking and killing the Jindan cultivator.

Therefore, except for the single-handed and single-handed people, most of the Golden Core monks who moved with the magic circle gathered in front of the Xuling Qimai portal.

Especially Duanmu Zhong gathered the remnant soldiers and hurried over.

Hearing what Mo Chuan said, he was secretly delighted.

——Good morning, for the sake of personal honor and disgrace, pushing Wuyue out of the camp is really helping me!

Losing his thoughts, he quickly sent a voice transmission: "Master Wuyue Mountain, this old Taoist Mingchen has gone mad and entered an evil way. Why don't you and I work together to find a way out?"

Wuyue looked at each other when he heard the words.

Before they agreed, Duanmu finally made a loud announcement, which spread throughout Xuling.

"Mingchen old thief, it is ominous to feed evil spirits, all lords should work together to open the door!"

While roaring, Duanmu hurriedly entangled the surviving disciples, formed a simple magic circle, and attacked.

"Ah……"

Mo Chuan smiled coldly, his mind moved, thousands of dragons circled around him, clouds covered the fog, thunder and lightning were lifted, and with a dragon chant, a bright light appeared, drowning the Taiyuantian disciples.

"good chance!"

The sect who fled to the Qiling of Xuling, his eyes lit up when he saw this.

They all cooperated with Duanmu Zhong and launched an attack.

For a moment, at the Qiling of Xuling, divine light surged wildly, and spiritual energy raged.

Explosions, roars, wailing sounds, mixed with the sound of dragons, one after another, endless.

Mo Chuan's face was stern, and he tried his best to command the Nine Dragon Flying Cloud Formation to resist the attacks of all the cultivators.

One after another, the real dragons with shallow cultivation died in the backlash of the magic circle, but before their bodies fell into the ground, they were taken away by him, and Yuan Yang was extracted to supplement other real dragons.

To be honest, the situation in front of him was not what he wanted.

There are no other reasons:

——It is a dangerous move to release the colorful bird.

In other words, this is a game of gambling.

It must be known that the growth of the colorful bird's cultivation base has always been under his control. Now that it is out of the body and has a lot of blood to eat, the colorful bird will know how to do it as long as it has a little brain.

that's the truth.

For Mo Chuan, there is only one way he still wants to control the colorful bird.

——That is to subdue many Jindan monks and combine their forces to suppress the colorful bird.

How to subdue them?

Only the terror of life and death.

Therefore, this is both a risky game and a gamble.

Either the colorful bird devours enough golden core monks and breaks free;

Either Mo Chuanhu pretended to be a tiger, and used the power of the colorful bird to intimidate and subdue all the cultivators, using it as a chess game.

Therefore, these monks in front of him must not be let go, otherwise he will fall short.

Fortunately, the Taiyuan Tiansan camp was destroyed from the very beginning, otherwise this offensive and defensive battle would have been even more difficult.

"No, that evil beast is here!"

Suddenly, with a loud cry, Mo Chuan's pressure was relieved.

Without looking around, Mo Chuan saw that the colorful bird had already attacked a simple magic circle, and the five-color divine feather swept across, and the magic circle swayed for a while.

The array leader was forced to turn pale, and had to concentrate his strength against the colorful bird.

At the same time, he shouted loudly: "All fellow Taoists, help me to subdue this demon!"

However, few responded.

On the contrary, the rest of the monks became more and more anxious, frantically attacking the Nine Dragons Flying Cloud Formation, looking back from time to time, for fear that the colorful nightmare would suddenly attack.

Mo Chuan was overjoyed when he saw this, and said in a loud voice: "Let go of your soul and accommodate this talisman. The poor will save your lives. From now on, if you can make meritorious deeds, even the secret key of the Taiyuan Heaven will not be impossible to comprehend."

After the words fell, a series of talismans flew out of Mo Chuan's sleeve.

However, no one accepted the talisman, and they continued to attack crazily. For a while, it could be said that the fighting and wailing continued, and they went up to the Heavenly Mansion and down to the Underworld.

"Do not--"

"Stop! I would like to return to Shunxu..."

A trembling begging voice pierced the sky.

However, before the sound fell, it stopped abruptly.

How amazing is the eyesight of all the cultivators?

One can see at a glance that the five-colored phoenix broke through the Golden Core cultivator's formation at some point, and the five-colored divine feathers swept across, the flesh and blood of all the cultivators rotted, and a piece of bird's beak went straight into the Golden Core cultivator's abdomen, like pecking at rice millet. Peck out the golden core.

Seeing this scene, the souls of all the cultivators were scattered and their hearts collapsed.

Before they could react, the colorful bird had a new target and swooped away.

That was Su Yuanxiu, a Jindan cultivator of the Tianjin Sect, with bloody examples before him, how could he dare to challenge him?

Quickly manipulated the magic circle and fled outwards.

Unexpectedly, this time the colorful bird did not leave, but chased after it. While dancing its wings, two tornadoes of wind attacked and killed it, strangling it so that the magic circle swayed continuously, as if it might go out at any time.

"Fellow Daoist Mingchen, the poor and the poor are willing to submit to Xuling."