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In the main hall, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. .

Seemingly seeing the embarrassment in Mo Wen's eyes, a few hesitant cultivators also stood up at this time, surrounding Mo Wen, Gu Jingman and Yun Xiaoman.

Nangong Lengfeng glanced at his niece with a questioning look in his eyes. He knew that his niece had some friendship with Mo Wen, but in the situation in front of him, he was a little embarrassed about how to choose.

Nangong Mingzhu stood up and looked at Mo Wen: "Mo Wen, my third uncle and I are not enemies of you, and we didn't attack you just now. I hope you won't embarrass us."

She thought for a long time and finally decided to side with Mo Wen, because Mo Wen is a person who is good at creating miracles. The longer she stays in contact with him, the more unusual she can discover about him.

Moreover, she did not think that these immortal cultivators in front of her could do anything to Mo Wen. So many immortal cultivators besieged Mo Wen before but did not kill him. Compared with the previous formation, these people were simply insignificant.

Another point is that she has a choice, because she and her third uncle never took action against Mo Wen from the beginning to the end, while other immortal cultivators have no choice.

Among these people, there was another person who had entanglements with Mo Wen, and that was Zhuang Qixian. However, he had no intention of standing by Mo Wen's side. Instead, he and other immortal cultivators surrounded Mo Wen and Yun Xiaoman. stand up.

At this time, it's not that he doesn't want to be friends with Mo Wen, but that he has participated in the action against Mo Wen before. It is meaningless to have friends with him at this time. It is better to do nothing and get things done.

"Miss Mingzhu, don't worry, I can still distinguish between enemies and friends very clearly."

Mo Wen looked at Nangong Mingzhu and nodded slowly. Then he looked at the immortal cultivators surrounding him again, and the divine light in his eyes became sharper and sharper.

"I also want to give it a try to see how powerful you geniuses from all over the world are."

Mo Wen held the Heavenly Snake Divine Spear in his hand and was ready to step out and fight them. Although he was almost completely tortured by these immortal cultivators before, if he hadn't relied on his immortality, he might have died countless times.

But it's different now. There are only a dozen immortal cultivators here, and the most powerful ones have all escaped. He may not be able to defeat them.

"Brother Mo, they are seeking their own death. Once I control the circle here to restrict it more, I will be able to kill them easily."

Yun Xiaoman stopped in front of Mo Wen, with a tight face and mysterious runes flashing in her big eyes. She who rarely spoke was obviously comprehending something.

Mo Wen was stunned when he heard this and stopped.

The expressions of the surrounding immortal cultivators changed drastically. Do you want to control the magic circle here with more restrictions?

Could it be! Yun Xiaoman can not only activate the formation restrictions here, but also directly control the formation restrictions here?

Everyone broke out in cold sweat when they thought of this, and a large piece of their back was instantly soaked.

If the power in the Tomb of the Corpse God could be directly controlled by someone to attack them, it would probably be enough to kill them with just a tiny bit of power.

"We can't delay any longer, take them down immediately."

Shi Dongsheng had a cold face and stepped forward. Terrifying flames emerged from his body, and a hot power burst out of his body like a volcanic eruption.

Although the flame could not match the sky fire, it was obviously not an ordinary flame.

The surrounding immortal cultivators followed one after another. They naturally knew that they could not give Yun Xiaoman more time to comprehend the forbidden magic circle here, otherwise they would not be able to resist at all.

Mo Wen raised his eyes, and a small white jade tower immediately appeared in his hand.

The next moment, the shadow of the small white jade pagoda shrouded him and Yun Xiaoman. It was the Shaozun pagoda.

Rumble!

A large number of attacks hit the Shaozun Pagoda, and the shadow of the pagoda shook. However, no matter how violent the attacks were, the shadow of the pagoda never went out, and its resilience was incredible.

A dozen cultivators used all their strength to attack, and it was difficult to tear apart the Shaozun Tower's defense in a short period of time.

The Shaozun Pagoda blocked the attacks of Jianqiu and Master Tianzhi. The attacks of these dozen immortal cultivators were obviously not a problem.

Although Mo Wen's attack power is not the strongest, his defense power is quite terrifying.

For a while, the immortal cultivators were unable to smash the Shaozun Tower's defense into pieces, and each of them became more and more anxious.

At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Yun Xiaoman's eyes, and then he stretched out his hand a little forward.

The next moment, the magic circle in the Tomb of the Corpse God turned around, and a huge hand suddenly appeared on top of the main hall. That giant hand was made of endless ancient runes, exuding overwhelming power, as if it could conquer the world. Beat them all to pieces.

boom!

In the main hall, all the immortal cultivators felt a scene of earth-shattering appearing before their eyes, and then the endless coercion poured down. One, two, three... the immortal cultivators were forced to kneel down one after another, and their bodies could not move. Unable to move a muscle.

"What a terrifying power, how is it possible!"

Shi Dongsheng's face was extremely pale, and he felt that the power above his head was terrifying beyond his understanding. Even the Divine Void Realm, or even the Hedao Realm, could not have such terrifying power. He felt that as long as the power shook slightly, his body would collapse and his soul would fly away.

A dozen immortal cultivators all knelt down, their eyes filled with endless fear.

"Forgive me!"

Mr. Scorpio couldn't help but scream. Darkness, fear, destruction, despair...a large number of negative emotions grew in his mind, directly breaking down his inner defense.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Zhuang Qixian knelt on the ground, his heart filled with shock and despair. He always thought that the decision he made was the most correct choice, but the result forced him to a desperate situation. The mysterious power above the hall, if there was even the slightest bit of hostility towards him, he would probably be driven out of his wits.

Among the immortal cultivators in the hall, only Nangong Lengfeng and Nangong Mingzhu's uncle and nephew were not affected. Standing on the edge of the hall, they seemed not to feel the pressure of the mysterious giant hand.

Nangong Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little lucky in her heart. This time she made the right bet again. Fortunately, she didn't become an enemy of Mo Wen.

"Gu Jingman, you and I have traveled together before. I hope you will remember our old relationship and let me live."

Mr. Scorpio looked at Gu Jingman with a look of pleading in his eyes. At this time, he had only one option: beg Gu Jingman. As long as this woman showed some kindness, she might be able to save his life.

"Old love? What old love? Am I familiar with you?" Gu Jingman didn't even look at Mr. Scorpio.

Ever since Mr. Scorpio tried to deal with Mo Wen, she had included him in her enemy list.