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Mo Wen was a little surprised. There were so many high-level evil clans gathered here. If they all took action, ten Baimang cities might not be able to stop them. They came with all their troops just to deal with one Baimang city?

However, the evil tribe seems to attach great importance to the three palaces surrounding the *sect, otherwise they would not send so many high-level evil tribes here.

"Kill him for me." Menas looked at Mo Wen coldly. Since this man discovered them and knew some secrets, he naturally couldn't keep him.

"Boy, die for me."

boom! There was a loud noise, and a high-level evil clan member stepped out. The evil energy was overwhelming, and all the flowers, plants and trees in the hundreds of miles around the mountain died instantly.

You Jue's evil energy turned into a huge giant hand and slapped Mo Wen fiercely. Before the giant hand fell, the entire mountain was crushed by the terrifying pressure, splitting and collapsing from the top of the mountain.

Mo Wen glanced coldly at the evil giant hand and waved his sleeve, and a golden light flew out of his sleeve. The golden light flashed and tore the evil giant hand directly, like tearing a piece of tissue paper. In another flash, it passed through the body of the high-level evil clan, and the light seemed to be just an afterimage.

After a while, you could see an ancient sword emitting golden flames floating behind the evil clan. The evil clan was frozen in place, eyes wide open, standing motionless, and black evil energy came from him. The body keeps overflowing.

pat!

A ray of golden light lit up from the center of the Xiezu's eyebrows, and went all the way down, dividing the Xiezu's body. I saw one side of the evil clan's body falling to the ground with a thud, and the black blood corroded the rocks on the ground into blue smoke.

hiss!

The sound of gasping sounded on the top of the mountain, and all the evil tribes looked at Mo Wen in shock. There is such a terrifying immortal cultivator in Penglai Wonderland. Who is he? Could it be the palace masters of Tianhua Palace, or the hidden powers of those medieval sects?

"Who the hell are you?"

Menas' expression turned serious. There were only a handful of people with this ability in Penglai Wonderland. However, there was no record of this young man in the information she obtained. He could not be the palace masters of Tianhua Palace, nor the reclusive elders of several medieval sects.

"I'm just a nobody, but you evil tribe invaded Penglai Wonderland and caused devastation to all living beings. You regard my human race as food. I'm afraid no human race can tolerate you.",

Mo Wen glanced at the dozens of evil clans around him, pointed at the Holy Fire Sword in the sky, and said expressionlessly: "Let me show you what it means to return to the clan with ten thousand swords."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Fire Sword emitted a shocking light, with heavy light and shadow. The sword body was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight...

In an instant, overwhelming holy fire swords appeared in the sky.

He is not a sword cultivator, and the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong he performs is very poor, and most likely he will not be able to catch the eye of a real sword cultivator. However, compared with these evil cultivators, the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong he performed was much more upright.

In the sky, thousands of swords rotated, and the shadows of endless swords turned into a river of swords and crashed down.

On the top of the mountain, a dozen high-level evil tribes looked horrified, looking at the long river of sword shadows in the sky with horror, and they felt an aura of death from it.

The evil tribe is ferocious, cruel, and bloodthirsty, but that doesn't mean they are not afraid of death. All living beings are afraid of death. As if they feel the breath of death, they all turn pale with fear and turn around to escape.

However, Wan Jian Guizong is so overbearing, the whole world is blocked by the sword, and no one with insufficient cultivation can escape.

Although Mo Wen's technique of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was not very good, his cultivation level was high enough and no one could stop him at this time.

A moment later, more than a dozen high-level evil clans were reduced to ashes under the long river of sword shadow.

Mo Wen turned his eyes to Menas and said calmly: "You still have a chance to tell me your purpose now, otherwise I will interrogate you, and it will not be so pleasant."

He deliberately did not kill this woman. This woman obviously had the highest status among these evil tribes. He still had some questions that he needed to know through this woman's mouth. The evil clan must have some purpose for attaching so much importance to the land of the Three Prefectures.

Menas looked at Mo Wen in shock. The terror of this young man was beyond her knowledge. The evil tribes she brought here were enough to easily kill the Taixuan Realm cultivators in Penglai Fairyland. Any one of them could rival Taixuan Dzogchen. So many people were slaughtered so easily by others.

When such a terrifying immortal cultivator appears in Penglai Wonderland, she must report it immediately, otherwise they may suffer losses from him next time.

"Remember, no one who goes against the evil clan will have a good end. Those so-called immortal cultivators from the spirit world and the demon world are not just slaughtered by our evil clan at will. You mere cultivators from the lower realms are seeking death if you dare to resist."

Menas stared at Mo Wen fiercely, and as soon as his figure flashed, he was ready to run away.

"Do you still want to escape?"

Mo Wen sneered, stretched out a hand to grab Menas, and saw a golden palm extending continuously. No matter how fast Menas escaped, he could not escape from the golden hand.

The giant hand of golden light easily held Menas in his hand, but the golden light converged, kept getting smaller, turned into a golden ball, and flew back.

However, what Mo Wen didn't expect was that a black light emerged from the golden ball of light, exploding Jin Guangqiu with a bang.

"what!"

Mo Wen was slightly surprised that this evil female tribe had the ability to break free from the shackles of the golden ball of light. Although he didn't try his best, even if he resorted to casual means, ordinary cultivators in the early stage of Shenxu would not be able to escape. The cultivation level of this female evil clan is close to the Divine Void Realm, but compared with the Divine Void Realm, there is still some gap.

"You can't keep me."

Menas looked at Mo Wen coldly. She was holding an ancient parchment scroll in her hand, and saw a black light emitting from the parchment, wrapping Menas' body. Then, a space crack opened in the space in front of her, and she actually prepared to escape directly from the space crack.

Even cultivators at the Divine Void Realm do not dare to enter the space cracks easily. Immortal cultivators at the Hedao Realm have the ability to shuttle through the space cracks. However, the space cracks are too unstable and they may get lost in the turbulence of time and space if they are not careful. In this world, even those who are cultivating immortals in the Hedao realm do not dare to travel through space casually.

"interesting."

Mo Wen looked at the parchment with some interest. This woman actually had such a treasure on her body. Her status in the evil clan was probably not low.

Mo Wen stretched out his palm again and grabbed Menas, but this time, it was no longer an energy palm, but his physical body. He saw that his arms continued to get bigger and extended, and the surrounding space was rippling. , seemed unable to withstand the pressure emanating from that arm.

Menas' pupils tightened and he did not dare to hesitate. He immediately threw out the parchment scroll in his hand. A black flame appeared on the surface of the parchment scroll, burning continuously. At the same time, a huge shadow appeared in the sky, like ancient times. The giant spirit exudes a fierce aura.

The giant spirit roared high into the sky, and slammed its two giant hands at Mo Wen. Terrifying power rolled in from top to bottom, like a falling comet. Hitting Mo Wen's arm.

Rumble!

The sky shook and the earth shook, even Mo Wen was blocked by the vicious giant spirit for a moment.

Menas took advantage of this moment to escape into the crack in space and disappeared in an instant.

"It's careless!"

Mo Wen looked at Menas disappearing into the space crack, and sighed in his heart. At this time, even he had no time to stop him. His power of consciousness could catch up, but Menas was in the space crack, and his If the consciousness rushes after him rashly, he may get lost in the turbulence of time and space and never come back.

"Fortunately, there are still three survivors."

Mo Wen looked in the direction of Baimang City. Three of these high-level evil clans went to Baimang City to attack the city. They might know something.

……

At this time, Baimang City was in crisis. The addition of three high-level evil tribes immediately changed the battlefield. Large numbers of evil tribes appeared. The evil tribes that no longer used evil corpses were the most terrifying, because each evil tribe's They are very powerful in combat.

The most terrifying thing is the sudden appearance of the three evil tribes. Any one of them may be able to sweep across the entire Baimang City. They can only hold them back with the help of the formation power of Baimang City.

"Jun Xue, the cultivation of these three evil tribes is probably comparable to the immortal cultivators of Taixuan Dzogchen. If we cannot stop them, Baimang City will be destroyed sooner or later."

Old Weng said with an ugly expression. After seeing Nie Junxue's strength, the old man's attitude changed drastically.

"With the same level of cultivation, they are more terrifying than human immortal cultivators."

Wei Beixing's face was pale. He was seriously injured. After taking the healing pill, he only recovered a little and had almost no fighting power. He felt very guilty in his heart. If he hadn't been arrogant, at least he could still contribute something now.

Outside the city, three high-level evil tribes were frantically attacking the city defense formation. If they were allowed to continue attacking, the city defense formation would break sooner or later, and it would be impossible to protect Baimang City forever.

"We must find a way to stop those three high-level evil clans."

Nie Junxue's face was solemn. Baimang City's strength was limited. Even the monks in the Taixuan Realm were probably vulnerable to the three evil tribes. She might be able to block one, but who would be able to block the remaining two?

Qu Shang Laomo and Li Minran were obviously aware of this situation, and they all looked pale.

"The only way is to ask him to come forward."

Nie Junxue secretly thought, she didn't know what Mo Wen's current level of cultivation was, but it would definitely be no problem to block an evil tribe. After so many years, if his cultivation level had improved, he might not have a problem blocking two high-level evil tribes.

However, the next moment, Nie Junxue's expression suddenly froze because she discovered that Mo Wenzhi was not in the city. Her consciousness kept scanning Baiman City, more carefully each time. However, Mo Wen was still not found.

Could it be that he was afraid of the evil clan and just ran away!

Nie Junxue was stunned, Mo Wen was not such a person. The Mo Wen she knew was definitely not like this. But, how to explain the current matter? Nie Junxue was confused.