[Cultivation] Everyone begs me

The large formation that enveloped the city looked strange and abnormal, and it didn't look like the usual formation.Its material seems to be made of monks' flesh and blood, and the bright red blood forms bright red lines on the ground, which looks very bloody and evil.Mo Chen and the others were in shock. They knew that the trip would not go smoothly, but they never expected to encounter such a strange formation.

With the sound of Gan Ming's voice, a figure gradually appeared in the sky. He was still as handsome and upright as Mo Chen had seen in the past, but all of this was destroyed by his pair of eyes. Even though his eyes were deep, he still could not Conceal the ambition and desire in it.

He looked down on the crowd from top to bottom, just as the emperor of heaven looks down on his slaves. "I spent a lot of time preparing for this formation." There was a smile in his tone, but the meaning in his words gave people a sense of shudder.

"This formation is made with the flesh and blood of monks. I have waited for a long time, just waiting for you to come and throw yourself into the net." Gan Ming smiled, and then waved his hand lightly, only to see that the light curtain that had only shrouded the periphery of the city suddenly changed color. Dafang, the bloody lines on the ground immediately emitted a bloody red light, and the whole city was shrouded in such a gloomy and sticky red light, as if soaked in blood, which made people feel disgusted.

With the gradual rise of the red light, the monks who had seemed calm before suddenly became agitated for some reason.A red mist of blood spread, enveloping several people.However, the monks who were shrouded in the blood mist suddenly fainted to the ground.Mo Chen was a little surprised. He didn't know what Qian Ming wanted to do, but he never thought of it. But after a while, a relieved smile appeared on one of the monks' faces, and a ray of spiritual light overflowed from his head and flew towards Qian Ming. , Then, like the previous monks who blew themselves up, his figure swelled and turned into a rain of blood, completely dissipating in the world.

"Everyone be careful." Seeing such a strange scene, Chen Tuimo couldn't help reminding.There was a commotion among the monks, and many people were panicked by Qian Ming's move.Although they are not afraid of death, they don't want to die so worthlessly. Not only will their souls be devoured, but even their flesh and blood will be used by the big formation.

But it's not up to them to think too much here.With the rise of the blood mist, several monks fell into a coma, and they would die soon after coma. The appearance of death was exactly the same as that of the previous one.Mo Chen felt resentful in his heart. He didn't expect Qian Ming to be so vicious and directly use monks to increase his strength.

Mo Chen could see clearly that when he met Qian Ming in Daqi in the past, although his spirit was concentrated, he still had a sense of erratic, but now it seems that he gradually began to turn into a real body.It is clearly devouring the souls of countless people to strengthen itself.

Seeing the strangeness of the blood mist, everyone immediately took action.Some tried to escape from the formation, while others tried to attack the blood mist.But these don't seem to be of much use. The blood mist is invisible, and after it is messed up, it will gather again, which is extremely tricky.Just when everyone was a little disheartened, they saw a red and blue flame like a burst of shooting stars. Wherever it went, blood mist scattered one after another.Among the blood red, only that touch of blue turned into a long dragon, and the fire dragon opened its mouth to inhale, and then sucked all the blood mist into its abdomen.

Ganming was hard to see for a while, he forgot that there was another Chen Tuimo here, he suffered from Chen Tuimo several times, and was very resentful for a while.I saw several spells changed in his hand, and the blood mist turned into silk, sweeping towards Chen Tuimo.

"Are you still okay, let's break the formation." Mo Chen looked at Mo Chang with some worry, his face was a little ugly, it seemed that he was seriously injured.Hearing this, Mo Chang just nodded, he turned his eyes to the bloody lines on the ground, and then saw several sword qi gathered, a huge black sword like a majestic mountain hanging in the air, like a whirlwind, Enveloped with countless spiritual energy and sword energy, it gradually took shape in the air, and the astonishing momentum contained in it forced the overwhelming red light into a corner.

Sensing Mo Chang's threat, Gan Ming took advantage of the fight with Chen Tuimo to turn his attention to Mo Chang again. With a finger pointing, countless blood mist hit Mo Chang like thousands of tentacles.Opening his dull eyes, he threw all kinds of spells at Mo Chang.Mo Chang's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even move his eyes. He just put all his aura into the phantom of the giant sword, making it gradually solidify.

Several people gathered around, Mo Chen's expression turned serious, and he began to wrestle with the blood mist.But at this moment, the huge black sword hanging in the air had solidified, and Mo Chang's face relaxed slightly. Everyone felt that it was like a mountain descending from the sky, and the giant sword pierced deeply into the ground like a scabbard, piercing the ground. Crushed into countless small stones.The whole city was shaken a few times by this blow, and the originally thick blood mist became slightly thinner for a while.

Mo Chang clutched his chest in discomfort. He had received the shock of self-explosion earlier, and he was already injured. Now that he performed this technique, he was a little overloaded for a while.But the situation at this time is no longer optimistic. There are not many monks who can stand up now. Most of them seem to be immersed in a beautiful dream, and then die in this beautiful dream.

Chen Tuimo was entangled by Qian Ming, and he didn't have time to expel the blood mist. Qian Ming seemed to be teasing him. Although the two fought for a while, it was more of a one-man show by Chen Tuimo.I didn't expect that Gan Ming's strength would grow so much in just a short period of time.

The blood mist became thicker and thicker, gradually enveloping Mo Chang and Mo Chen.Mo Chen only felt that his consciousness gradually became dull.He bit the tip of his tongue violently, a trace of pain and the smell of blood woke him up from his drowsiness, but after he paused for a moment, a cloud of blood suddenly came towards Mo Shen, which was billowing like a cloud of smoke, which was unavoidable avoid.

Mo Chen was sent flying several meters away, and then a large cloud of blood mist stabbed towards Mo Chen like tens of thousands of sharp knives.Gan Ming smiled slightly, and said with some covetousness: "The soul of the soul cultivator is a great supplement to me." He blinked maliciously at Chen Tuimo, "None of you can escape this time."

Chen Tuimo watched helplessly as the blood mist was about to engulf Mo Chen, but he himself had no way to do it, his eyes turned red for a moment.However, at this moment, Mo Chang's figure flickered, and he approached Mo Chen with a horizontal sword in his hand, so that the blood mist could fight to the death.It's just that the blood mist was coming too violently. Although Mo Chang was able to resist it, he couldn't last long in the end. Then he saw the blood mist dissipate and returned to the fog state again, involving Mo Chang in it.

"Mo Chang!" Mo Chen was startled, he struggled to stand up, but only saw Mo Chang's slowly falling figure.Mo Chen was at a loss, he never knew that one day Mo Chang would fall down.In his memory, Mo Chang still wanted to always stand there with a blank face, neither taking a step forward, nor taking a step back, let alone falling down.

Mo Chen stepped forward to help him up, and he saw Mo Chang's brows slightly unfolded, as if he had fallen into a beautiful dream, but Mo Chen also knew that when this dream ended, it was Mo Chang who came out of this world. when it disappears.

Mo Chen looked around, this city is now a hell on earth, filled with endless blood and death, but there is nothing he can do.

"I won't play with you guys anymore." Gan Ming smiled lightly, he flicked his sleeves, and swung Chen Tuimo to the ground.He no longer has the patience to play around with these few people now, as soon as a while later, when all the people here are dead, he will be able to ascend to the immortal throne again, and his eyes will become gloomy for a moment.He still remembered that there was another Xiao Chu who didn't clean up!

However, at this moment, Gan Ming suddenly felt something, looked up at one place, and his face immediately became extremely ugly.I saw a flash of brilliance in the distance, and a man in Tsing Yi strolled over. He walked over the city, looked at the miserable situation on the ground, and frowned for a while.Ever since he learned about the disappearance of the monks in the Northern Territory, he felt that it was not good. He didn't expect that even if he rushed here, he would still see such a scene.

"Qingyue, I really planned to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come here by yourself." When Qian Ming saw the person coming, he felt that the resentment in his heart was taking root and sprouting like crazy weeds, and he couldn't stop it at all.

Xiao Chu's gentle face in the past finally sank.The grievances and resentments between him and Gan Ming have long been intertwined in time. At this time, when the enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.Xiao Chu didn't want to talk to him at all.Gan Ming wanted to vent all his resentment. "I'm just pursuing strength. If it weren't for you, I would still be the emperor of the fairy world. It's because of you and Shunhua that I've been like a bereaved dog for thousands of years. If I don't avenge this revenge, I will never give up."

Xiao Chu sneered, and didn't bother to talk nonsense with Gan Ming, the public and private grievances between the two of them had long been entangled, and if they were to be settled, it is unknown how long it would take.He looked down at the city with a stern expression on his face. With a flash of light in his hand, a simple and simple clock quickly grew in size, and then suddenly smashed down. With only one blow, the light curtain around the formation shattered into several pieces.

Gan Ming was startled, his strength has not yet recovered, relying on this formation, if Xiao Chu breaks it, then he will be at a disadvantage.He immediately wanted to stop Xiao Chu.But it never occurred to Xiao Chu that he still just looked down at the ring on his finger, his face softened for a moment, and then he put on a sneer again.

On that day, the largest Wuchen sect in the northern region and the city under the Wuchen sect's gate were completely moved to the ground.Even if you are hundreds of miles away from Wuchenzong, you can feel the huge sword intent that destroys the world. That sword intent can crush everything, whether it is the body or the soul. On that piece of land, now only A huge deep pit occupies an area of ​​tens of kilometers. Since then, this land has become another forbidden area in the cultivation world. If people who are not as powerful in body and soul enter there, they will be instantly struck by the frenzied sword intent in it. Grind to pieces.

A few months later, Haoranzong Xuanming Peak.

Mo Chen stood there quietly, as if he could still see everything that happened in the Northern Territory back then, and the turbulent aura of destruction seemed to strangle the sky and the earth, but in the center of the storm, Xiao Chu stood quietly. There.All the dangers disappeared around him. Although Mo Chen was blocked by the god-dispelling bell at the moment when the sword intent broke out, he seemed to be able to see a figure, a person who had disappeared long ago. Standing beside Xiao Chu holding a sword, there is nothing in the world that can hurt Xiao Chu in the slightest.

"What are you doing here?" A voice came from behind, and Xiao Chu came over.His face was a little pale, and even Xiao Chu couldn't bear to protect everyone who was still alive in such a turbulent destructive atmosphere.

Mo Chen glanced at him: "I was thinking, how did Immortal Shunhua fall?" If a person could be so powerful, then who made him fall?

Xiao Chu was silent for a while, and then said: "Maybe this is a very long story, and the only person who knows it is probably Shunhua." After a pause, he asked Mo Chen: "Is Mo Chang still awake?"

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes slightly: "No."

Although Qianming and Wuchen Sect disappeared in the end, the cultivation world suffered a huge trauma. The largest sect in the Northern Territory disappeared, a large number of monks disappeared, and the forces in the Northern Territory were facing a reshuffle.Although the other three domains have also suffered losses, they are much better than the Northern Territory. At this time, they have already invested in the division of the Northern Territory.Han Jiyun returned to the Northern Territory and decided to re-establish a Wuchen sect.Those monks who fell into a coma woke up one after another after the formation was broken, except for one person, that is Mo Chang.Chen Tuimo meditated in front of Mo Chang's bed for a day, and finally returned to his Western Regions.

"Do you still need pills?" Xiao Chu asked.

Mo Chen shook his head with a smile: "Almost all the pills from your place have been collected, so how dare I ask you for them."

Xiao Chu smiled, and took out a storage bag from his bosom and handed it to Mo Chen: "This is the elixir I have refined over the years. When Mo Chang wakes up, you and he will have a share." Seeing Mo Chen's surprise Looking at him, Xiao Chu said indifferently: "I have stayed in Hao Ranzong for several years, and it is time to leave. Don't worry, Xiao Yi is naturally indispensable to me."

Seeing that he spoke calmly, but with firmness on his face, Mo Chen took it over and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Maybe it's going back to the fairy world, maybe walking in the cultivation world, maybe returning to the mundane world, it doesn't matter where you go, what's the difference?" Xiao Chu's gaze turned to the distance, as if caught in a long memory among.Seeing this, Mo Chen silently withdrew.

Mo Chen didn't go back to his own cave, but turned around and went to Tianxing Peak. He will now bear the title of Mo Chang's apprentice. If the master is in trouble, how can the disciple stay out of it.

When Mo Chen returned to Tianxing Peak, Tianxing Peak was still as cold and lonely as before. Mo Chen opened the door and saw Mo Chang lying on the bed peacefully.

Mo Shen looked at Mo Chang quietly for a while, then left.

Mo Chang seems to have had a long dream, everything in the dream is so beautiful, a peaceful and indifferent life, on Tianxing Peak, he is no longer alone.He and Mo Chen met by chance, and there was never any house grabbing or killing. This dream is so beautiful, but he will wake up eventually.

Mo Chang opened his eyes, the sunlight outside the window poured into the whole room, Tianxing Peak was peaceful and quiet, only the crisp birdsong outside the window could be heard.Mo Chang slightly raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight, and saw a person pushing the door open.

Mo Chen's face was calm and calm, just like in his dream.

The author has something to say: it's finally over, and I feel like I wrote it in a mess.At the beginning, I started to write as soon as my mind was hot, but after writing a few chapters, I found that the plot had already gone off the rails.The characters have already begun to distort, completely different from my original intention, but it is not easy to write and change, I can only make mistakes and make mistakes, and then it becomes like this.I'm really sorry readers, but anyway, it's over here.This is a lesson for me. If the outline is not detailed or there are not enough saved manuscripts, you should not post it. Otherwise, you will find that you can’t bear to look at it when you write it yourself.

The new article has just written three chapters, and it is also an article on cultivating immortals. It is still being archived. I don’t know when I can see you again.In fact, I also want to write a quick time travel, because it is a bit annoying to always write a genre, and I am still struggling.

Well, that's it, thank you for staying with me for so long, goodbye, okay.

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