Dou Po's refining medicine can become stronger

Chapter 63

"Misty Cloud Sect..."

Medusa raised her eyebrows lightly. This result was both within her expectations and beyond her expectations.

I thought that the people who came here were either members of the Jia Ma royal family, or people from a certain big sect or family, but Medusa did not expect the arrival of people from the Misty Cloud Sect.

Although the snake people have difficult conflicts with humans, the Misty Cloud Sect rarely intervenes in the affairs of the tribe, and they have lived in peace for many years.

With the arrival of the Yunlan Sect's Mo family, Medusa felt a little puzzled, and the relationship inside became more and more complicated.

You must know that the Misty Cloud Sect is the tyrant of the Jia Ma Empire, and its strength is obvious. The prestige in the Misty Yun Sect in the Jia Ma Empire can compete with the royal family. It is precisely because of this that the Misty Yun Sect has always been jealous of the Misty Yun Sect.

On the mainland, just mentioning the name of the Misty Cloud Sect, everyone is in awe. The Misty Yunzong is as strong as a cloud, and its founder, Yun Potian, is a well-known powerhouse on the mainland.

In its heyday, it was the top sect in the entire continent. Although it declined a lot later, it was still the top sect in the Jia Ma Empire.

With the arrival of the Misty Cloud Sect this time, the atmosphere of the Snakes suddenly became a little dignified. The reputation of the Misty Yun Sect was known to everyone, and the Snakes were somewhat touched.

"Could it be that Furukawa was acting as a hindrance?" Yue Mei whispered beside him.

The Misty Cloud Sect and the Jia Ma Empire seemed to be living in peace, but in fact there was already an undercurrent simmering behind their backs, and Misty Yun Sect was regarded as a thorn in their side.

If the sect and the royal family in an empire are about to be on an equal footing, and their prestige is approaching that of the royal family, this will be a threat to the royal family.

Coupled with the unparalleled training conditions of the Misty Cloud Sect, many people are proud to enter the Misty Yun Sect to practice, which makes the royal family feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

The Misty Cloud Sect has been inactive these years. Could it be that it was instigated by the Jia Ma royal family? In the Misty Yun Sect, Furukawa has a close relationship with the royal family, so people can't help but think of him.

Gu He is known as the Alchemy King and has a high reputation in the world of alchemists. The man at the top of the tower of alchemists, Gu He is also the elder of the Yunlan sect.

In order to mobilize the Misty Cloud Sect to deal with it, Medusa suspects that it is behind the scenes. As for this so-called Mohist Medusa, she doesn't know much about it.

In other words, the family Medusa in this small place didn't pay attention at all. After all, for the Douhuang powerhouse, not everyone can impress him.

"The Mo family, it's actually the Mo family." The old man on the side said Yinshi.

"Oh, you know me." Medusa asked.

"Know a thing or two."

Yinshi is a think tank of the Snakeman Tribe, so he is well-informed, he said: "The Yunlan Sect is divided into inner sect and outer sect. The inner sect is in the headquarters of the Yunlan Sect. It is directly managed by the suzerain, and there are many masters. .

And those other areas belong to the Yunlan Sect, or those who are sent by the Yunlan Sect to other areas are called outer sects.

Although their scale is not as large as the headquarters of the Yunlan Sect, they are all powerful, and the most powerful of the sect is the Mohist School. "

Yin Shixin thought: The Mo family is the outer gate of the northeast region of the Yunlan Sect, and it is some distance away from here. It took so long to get here, and they didn't notice the arrival of other masters. Could it be that only the Mo family came.

But this mere Mohist school, even though it is a tyrant in the Northeast region, isn't it self-defeating to fight against our tribe with its own strength?

Could it be that there are still masters coming later?

"You must be Mo Cheng." Yin Shi said.

The old man in the air was slightly stunned, and then replied: "I didn't expect such a small person like me to be remembered by you, it's really an honor..."

Mo Cheng, the outside deacon of the Misty Cloud Sect, the Great Elder of the Northeast Region of the Misty Yun Sect.

Yin Shi still wanted to talk to Mo Cheng, but the thorns flew into the air angrily, pointed at Mo Cheng and said loudly: "I don't care who you are, just break into the tribe, our tribe will come whenever you want!"

Seeing Yan Ji gearing up, Yin Shi turned to look at Medusa, Medusa shook her head.

Yin Shi didn't say anything more, "Alright, let them know that our snake tribe is not so easy to bully."

Yan Jia's eyes were very sharp, his wings were ignited by the blazing flames, and his burly body was in stark contrast to Mo Cheng's.

"The King of Fighters is still at the peak. In fact, I am not here to sow hatred, but to lament cooperation." Mo Cheng said.

Yan Ting frowned, "Cooperation? You call this cooperation, first ask about my bad temper." Yan Ting pointed at the people who fell to the ground.

The flaming spear in his hand immediately transformed into a flaming blade, the blade was full of flames, one horizontal slash and one vertical slash, two slashes with flames, fire attribute damage.

Mo Cheng condensed the battle qi armor in his hand, received the flame slash on the spot, the battle qi quickly gathered in the void, and then spread out.

"With such a degree of fighting spirit condensed, his strength seems to have reached the level of the Douwang." Yan Chuang's body was covered with flame-colored armor, "So what, I'm close to the peak of the Douwang!"

The flame thorn quickly slashed the blade, and the ignited blade aimed at Mo Cheng's vital point. Faced with such a fast and violent attack, Mo Cheng stepped back a few steps, and with each step, white rings of air were released in the void. wave.

Every time the knife was cut, Mo Cheng reacted quickly, the vindictive energy shield condensed and dissipated, condensed and dissipated again, although the position kept retreating, every attack of the flame stab was received.

The corners of Yan Ting's mouth were raised, and the saber was moving faster and faster, leaving only an afterimage when he swung it. Others could not see the blade of Yan Ting's blade clearly. Mo Chen's reaction gradually couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the attack, and he seemed a little flustered.

"good chance!"

The flame thorn charged for a short time and a huge blazing edge flew out. Mo Cheng was still obsessed with the quick attack just now. Such a change caught him off guard, and he frantically condensed the air shield, which was not yet fully condensed.

One blow crushed, this charged blow just hit the battle qi armor on Mo Cheng's chest, the armor immediately trembled briefly, a small crack appeared, Yan Ting twisted an elbow in the air and hit his chest again.

There was another crack in the battle qi armor, and Mo Cheng lost his balance in the air in an instant. The flame thorns did not give Mo Cheng a chance to react, and the armor in both hands ignited the battle qi flames.

Aiming at the armor on the chest, there was a quick and precise blow, and the cracks in the armor became more and more.

With the final blow of the flame thorn, Dou Qi's armor was directly shattered by this powerful blow, and the fragments scattered in the air.

Mo Cheng's body became unsteady, and then he tilted and fell to the ground. Yan Spur dived down and shouted: "With this strength, how dare you!"

Yan stabbed his knee, and Mo Cheng put his hands together in the air, and after that, the speed of his descent became even faster.

"burst!"

Mo Cheng condensed a huge beam of light from his hands, and sprayed it towards the Flame Thorn!

In such a passive situation, Mo Cheng was able to react and fight back, which was beyond Yan Thorn's expectation.

The beam of light passed by, and the shoulder armor of the flame thorn was stained with a little white grudge, and he lost his balance, and fell to the ground with some staggering cushions.

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(End of this chapter)