Jiuhua Xianzong

All of this is a long story, but it only happened within a few breaths. At this time, Mo Bule had just jumped off the deck of the ship and ran tens of feet in the direction of the Yingbin Tower when he was caught by that hoarse scream. I was surprised by the sound of drinking.

I couldn't help but glance back, and then took another deep breath.Mo Bule felt that when he went out this time, he really forgot to read the almanac again.

The vortex of violent clouds in the sky, almost every monk with a complete inheritance will be told at the moment when he worships the teacher, if one day sees such a vision, don't look back, run as far as possible Far.

This is not the birth of a strange treasure, nor is it a celestial warning. This is the projection of the celestial demon, also known as the celestial demon's arrival.Every time a demon comes into the world, it is a catastrophe for the Ming world. Countless monks who are not firm and have flaws in their hearts will be seduced by the demon and die. Therefore, the demon's presence is often regarded as The cultivators who survived the cleansing of the Ming Realm often have a high chance of proving the Dao. Whenever the Heavenly Demon comes to the world, there will also be a cultivation climax in the Ming Realm.

Therefore, there are many monks in the Ming Realm who are secretly looking forward to encountering a celestial demon in their lifetime, because this means that, in a short time, there will be a large number of monks who will be promoted.Of course, this is purely due to Mr. Ye’s fondness for dragons. When encountering a demon in the world, the performance of most of the monks must be the same as that of the current disciples of the Outer Heaven. Hidden until the demon was beaten back to the outside world by those real people with great cultivation.

Every monk wants to go further on the road to longevity, but absolutely no one wants to be the cornerstone of the promotion. A demonized Pei Xiangsheng will let the disciples of Tianwaitian fall into the sea, panic and panic, if the real demon comes Life, how can it be a miserable word.

This is the same for Mo Bule and all the disciples of Jiuhua Xianzong.

What happened at the gate, how could Bao Shiji, Guan Naiting and the others not be alarmed, and when they caught sight of the demon projection above the Tianbao Palace boat, several stewards said "Ah" in unison, their jaws almost dropped, and then they turned around and walked away. Flying up to the top of the building, spread out the eight corners of the eaves, raised the hammer, and then the eight imitation town bells in the Yingbin Building made nine short and loud ringing sounds, which spread throughout Jiuhua in an instant. City, and then through the power of the talisman seal, penetrated the barrier of space, and passed into the chaotic golden lotus sky.

Even the nine-headed winged snake guarding the roof of the Yingbin Tower now has nine heads raised up, and its eighteen eyes are fixed on the vortex of the violent cloud, full of vigilance.

At the same moment that the imitation town bell rang, another sigh came from the vortex of the violent cloud, echoing it was Pei Xiangsheng, who was suppressed by the formation talisman at the bottom of the cabin, his cultivation base skyrocketed again, and he put his hands in the air, Give it a hard kick.

Click!

A few small cracking sounds came from the huge formation plate.

"not good!"

The four elders of Tianwaitian turned pale with shock, and before they could react, the disk of the Nine-Nine-Yin-Yang Sealing Demon Formation shattered and turned into fragments all over the sky. The huge shattering force spread in all directions like a shock wave, and the four elders said in unison He groaned, was sent flying hundreds of feet backwards, and then spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Pei Xiangsheng, who broke free, roared again, his eyes flickered with magic light, and turned his head to look at Mo Bule again.

Mo Bule was terrified, turned his head and ran away, complaining even more in his heart, he is provoking someone, why does this Senior Pei keep staring at him?If you can't figure it out, you don't need to think about it any more. Right now, the most important thing is to escape. As long as you run to the Yingbin Building, you should... be safe for the time being, right?

The idea came up, but when he felt the wind in the back of his head, Mo Bule couldn't help but look back again, and then his soul flew into the sky.

Demonic consciousness, seeing demonic consciousness again, Pei Xiangsheng didn't move, but nine streaks of demonic consciousness shot out from the center of his eyebrows, turned into grimaces, and rushed towards him.

Mo Bule almost cried, the distracted cultivator is amazing, one magic consciousness can bring down this little Qi-refining cultivator, okay? Do you want to come to the nine magic consciousness at once, can you give me some way to survive?

Thinking about it this way, his hands are not slow, the small sword bestowed by the master, throw it away, at this time, what is the principle that the elders can't throw it away, what else can save his life?By the way, the foreign true energy in the dantian, the ancestor, save people to the end, come out quickly...

That true energy is very interesting, although it has been consumed several times and there is only a trace left, but he is still willing to bow to Mo Bule, and after he dies, he turns into a wave of true energy again, laying down heavy defenses in front of him.

what else?

Mo Bule regretted it at this time. After re-cultivating the Yanbo Haomiaojue, he did not practice a few offensive water attribute Taoism. It's all useless, but at critical moments, it's good to be able to block one.

Finally, he still has a temporary Condensation of Consciousness Technique, although it only lasts for a breath, it is still a way of doing things, regardless of whether it is useful or not, it is not used at this time, and it will not be able to use it even after death.

I don't know if it's a matter of life or death, potential explosion, or good luck, this trace of consciousness actually made him condense successfully, and then it was squeezed out from the sea of ​​consciousness between his brows like milking milk.

Pain Pain Pain Pain...

The Sea of ​​Consciousness, which had already been tossed so hard, was so violently squeezed by Mo Bule, that he felt such intense pain that he almost doubted that even if he escaped with his life this time, his Sea of ​​Consciousness would probably also die. The injury is not light, and it is not necessarily even ruined.

But at this moment, Mo Bule has no time to think about the consequences. The small sword bestowed by the ancestor was smashed to pieces by the nine demons in an instant, and the foreign true energy that was bowed to its fullest was finally consumed after barely blocking it. Under the attack of the Nine Paths of Demonic Consciousness, it burst like a bubble with a "boo", realizing its dream of dying.

Fortunately, their sacrifices bought time for Mo Bule, and that strand of consciousness, which was a hundred times thinner than a hair, finally struggled to squeeze out of the sea of ​​consciousness, dancing forward like an ignorant child in a daze.

"puff……"

Green smoke suddenly appeared, and nine magic consciousnesses turned into grimaces. One of the magic consciousness was colliding with the divine consciousness that Mo Bule had squeezed out with all his might. If he met the nemesis, the ghost face showed an expression of extreme pain, but just like snow Melting, apart from leaving behind a light "pop" sound and a puff of green smoke, it was as if it had never existed.

As for the remaining Eight Paths of Demon Consciousness, the ghost showed a humanized expression of horror on its face, and then... Qiqi stopped, turned its head like a bereaved dog, and fled back in panic.

The whole process, it was said that it was late, but it was fast at that time, in fact, it happened within one breath.Mo Bule was stunned, pressing the pain between her eyebrows that was about to burst, she was dumbfounded.

"Jiaolong, wake up!"

At this time, the Fourth Elder Tianwaitian had flown back to the sky above the Tianbao Ship Palace, with the bloodstains on the corner of his mouth that had not been wiped off in time, and simultaneously cast spells at the corridor of Youlong who fell into the bottom of the sea together with the palace.