Chapter 595: Fight against Zhenjun Mo Han
"Roar~~~"
The deep cold cyan dragon opened its bloody mouth, and a wisp of spiritual beast came over and over again. At the same time, The ice air was filled with mist in the depths of the throat, and in a blink of an eye, a stream of ice spirit came overwhelmingly!
"Mr. Mo respectfully sent fellow Taoist Jianjia to death!"
Zhen Zhenjun Mo Han shouted loudly, and the Jietian Ling instantly drowned a piece of the sky, pierced out of the void, and headed straight for Ning Daoran, and two other low-grade spiritual treasures exerted their power and came from the two wings together!
"Fellow Daoist Ning..."
The Jade Cedony Fairy looked at it from a distance and felt very frightened.
If she was in Ning Daoran's position at this moment, she would probably be seriously injured even if she did not die. This true Lord Mo Han has a strong combat power and is indeed the best among the early stages of the Nascent Soul cultivators in the East Wilderness Cultivation World. She can stand shoulder to shoulder with him. There are very few people!
But I didn't expect Ning Daoran to be fearless. The Green Dragon Spear swung back and said in a deep voice: "Shut up your stinky mouth!"
"Push!"
A spurt of the green dragon fell heavily on the lower jaw of the deep cold Canglong. Suddenly, the bloody mouth closed with a "click". At the same time, a shield surrounded by flames appeared on Ning Daoran's left, which was the middle-grade The Spirit Treasure Fire Cloud Shield completely dissolved the mouthful of ice spirit essence spit out by the deep cold Canglong!
As for the attack on the right, Ning Daoran used his body technique, and a ray of lightning flashed across his body, and directly avoided his sharp edge, disappearing without a trace under the attack of the two spiritual treasures of Zhenjun Mo Han. When he appeared again, he was already above the head of Zhenjun Mo Han, and a fierce shot fell!
And, dozens of dragon vines suddenly appeared around, and they actually wrapped around Mo Han Zhenjun's legs, making it impossible to move!
"You..."
Zhengjun Mo Han was shocked and hurriedly used his beast bone shield to resist the attack of the Qinglong Spear, and at the same time, he used the flying knife to continuously spread around him. Cut off the dragon vines, but the blood-colored dragon vines seemed to be unable to be cut off. The broken mouth was constantly reborn and still lingered from all directions, and the True Lord Mo Han was imprisoned in it.
"Dream!"
Zhen Zhenjun Mo Han shook his robe and turned his body technique. Several colorful cloud-like phenomena appeared around his body. He actually shuttled back and forth in the clouds freely, throwing away all the dragon vines.
"Buzz!"
A sound of a thunderous sound in the air, Ning Daoran came again, and slashed in the air with a shot!
Zhenjun Mo Han hurriedly sacrificed an ancient jade bi to resist, and suddenly there was a loud "pang" sound, and the jade bi was suppressed by a gun and hit the ground.
At the same time, Ning Daoran slapped the storage bag, and the array flags and array disks flew out, and quickly arranged a water cloud golden bamboo sword formation nearby. Then he waved his hand and golden lights flew out and fell. Above the array eyes of the formation, it was the spiritual treasure-level golden silk sword he had just refined!
For a moment, the rich Geng Jin essence burst out, which shocked all the spectators.
At this time, Ning Daoran sacrificed the golden silk sword because True Lord Mo Han and the Deep Han Canglong are indeed difficult. If he does not sacrifice the golden silk sword, it will be difficult to rely solely on the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. Kill it within fifty moves, but if you sacrifice the golden silk sword and the sword formation, it will naturally be a different matter.
Zhengjun Mo Han has consumed a lot of mana and treasure essence by the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra and the Four Symbol Skill. At this time, it will be obvious that it will be quite weak to resist the attack of the Shuiyun Golden Bamboo Sword Formation.
As for the Nine Dragons Treasure Mirror and Nine Dragons Art, Ning Daoran did not intend to show it in the city to avoid causing a lot of trouble.
"Bah! Sword Formation?"
Zhengjun Mo Han held the Tianling in his hand, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Do you think that setting up a sword formation can kill Mo?"
< br>"Try it."
Ning Daoran looked calm, raised his left fingertips, and suddenly the huge Bagua star sign of Liangyi Sword Technique appeared under his feet. A wisp of transcendent sword intent poured into the Shuiyun Jinzhu Sword In the formation, the entire sword formation echoed for a moment, and the bamboo leaves in the formation swayed, turning into scattered sword energy. With the guidance of the twenty-four golden silk swords, it started to move like a large swimming fish.
"Disgusting!"
True Lord Mo Han raised his hand and whipped it, and a spiritual treasure-level pen floated out, which was also a water-attribute treasure. His magic power blew, and he turned into a mountain, river, insect, fish illusion, trying to imprison Ning Daoran's twenty-fourths with this illusion. The golden silk sword was whispered, and at the same time, the deep cold crow dragon roared and launched an attack from behind, and its sharp claws continuously cut through the void!
Ning Daoran sneered, his palm flipped gently, and suddenly twenty-four golden silk swords were divided into two, and twelve of them pierced the illusion of mountains, rivers, insects, fish, just like It was torn a landscape painting to break the illusion created by the pen washing, and accompanied by the howling sound of the wind, it headed straight to the throat of the Zhenjun Mo Han.
The other twelve golden silk swords were divided into two again, and six of them rushed straight to the face of the deep cold Canglong, landing on a sacrificed natal scale, although it failed to penetrate it. , but it also cut out grooves of varying depths, while the other six golden silk swords fell silently into the night with the wind, and in a blink of an eye it pierced the lower jaw of the deep cold cyan dragon, "puff puff puff" from the bridge of the nose A bunch of blood pierced out!
The spiritual treasure-level golden silk sword is so terrifying that the physical body of the dragon monster in the early stage of the Nascent Soul could not resist it for even a turn, so it was broken!
"Damn it!"
True Lord Mo Han was shocked and hurriedly sacrificed the Jietian Ling to sweep twelve golden silk swords, and a resentful light shot out from his eyes. He had been practicing in the Guixu Fairyland for many years and had never suffered such a big loss!
"Fellow Daoist Ning..."
In the distance, a hint of joy flashed through the eyes of the Jade Cedony Fairy. It turned out that this Fellow Daoist Ning could really fight against two without any disadvantage. !
…
At this time, the sky in the distance flashed continuously, and figures of the Yuanying and Jindan stages flashed.
"Two fellow Taoists, please stop quickly!"
A voice full of the aura of Nascent Soul echoed in the air. An old man held one hand behind him, frowned, and looked at him with great dissatisfaction. Two people were taken.
This person is not someone else, but Zhou Tianheng, the law enforcement elder of Guixu Immortal City, who is a mid-stage major cultivator of the Nascent Soul!
Behind Zhou Tianheng's back, there was a constant light of escape. In a blink of an eye, dozens of monks from the middle stage of the Golden Pill and even the late stage of the Golden Pill gathered, looking at the two fighting in surprise. Nascent Soul monk.
"Two fellow Taoists, why don't you stop!" Zhou Tianheng's eyes cold, and the mid-stage spiritual pressure of the Yuanying in the sky had already crushed away. Half of the sky became twisted and wrinkled in an instant: "I Guixu Immortal City There have always been rules that cannot be fought in the city. If you want to fight, you should go outside the city. As Yuanying, do you not even understand these rules? ”
Ning Daoran slashed out with a fierce shot, shocking Zhenjun Mo Han to retreat dozens of feet. Then he raised his hand and waved his hand to retract the big green dragon. Strands of golden silk swords also turned into golden light and penetrated into his body. .
Zhenjun Mo Han was angry: "Elder Zhou, I know that Ning Daoran is the righteous brother of the city lord Ning Mingyu... Elder Zhou took action to stop him at this time. Could it be that he wanted to favor this person? If so, Guixu City is so kind of behavior, Mo will never say a word when he leaves on the spot! "
"Elder Zhou." Ning Daoran said lightly: "This matter is all the time." Do you know? ”
"I already knew something when I came." Zhou Tianheng frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Mo Han, you are indeed in the wrong first. Fellow Daoist Ning's spiritual beast has overcome the tribulation, and the golden thunder is the one who is in trouble. The disaster is a rare opportunity. The fellow Taoist uses the Seizure Sword to intercept the thunder tribulation, which is to seize the opportunity of others. Not to mention the fact that such things are Fellow Daoist Ning, I am afraid that no Nascent Soul cultivator can swallow this breath. "
He raised his eyebrows gently, clasped his fists and said, "So, at this time, I will smooth things over, two of you Let it go, don’t make such a big noise in the city anymore, just treat it as giving Guixu City a face. How about it? "
"Just." "True Lord Mo Han said lightly: "Elder Zhou, this thunder tribulation is an immortal fate from heaven. Whoever can get it is considered to be? Mo Yijie's cultivator does not understand so many rules. He only knows that opportunities cannot be defeated by heaven. Ning Daoran is indiscriminate. Then he committed a crime. Do you really think that I, Zhenjun Mo Han, is a persimmon that is easy to squeeze? "
"This..."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Zhou Tianheng gritted his teeth and said, "Fellow Daoist Ning, since the golden thunder seized by fellow Taoist Mo Han has been returned, according to my opinion, it is better to turn this matter into a big thing and a small thing, so I will not pursue it anymore ”
Ning Daoran frowned. Before he could speak, the Zhenjun Mo Han spoke aggressively.
"Want to calm down? Dream! This person injured Mo's deep cold and blue dragon, causing him to suffer great damage to his vitality. The account has not been settled yet. Today's affairs are not so easy to resolve. Today's Mo and Only one of the surname Ning can walk out of Guixu City alive! ”
As he said that, he narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Don't think that no one knows the foundation if you hide your head and tail. You would rather do the sect in the past than the Chaos Sect in Qingzhou, Xia Kingdom. If you, the ancestor, caused trouble if you were Don't bear it, Mo doesn't mind killing the Chaos Sect and saving all your disciples and grandchildren! "
"..."
Ning Daoran didn't say anything, but there was a sudden increase in his eyes Strong murderous intent.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, this..."
Zhou Tianheng was unable to ride a tiger for a while. Although he was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, his combat power was not much stronger than that of Longque Sanren, and Longque Sanren was His best friend had mentioned many times that Ning Daoran's combat power was far better than him, and it was not right to stop him at this time, nor was it right to let the two fight.
"Elder Zhou." Ning Daoran raised the Qinglong Spear and said lightly: "You retreat, let Zhenjun Mo Han and I live and die. Since he said this, it is impossible today Good, if Ning doesn't die, he will die!"
"Tsk, what a big tone!"
Zhen Zhenjun Mo Han's eyes were filled with viciousness: "I don't know, I thought you, Ning Daoran, had already transformed into a god!"
"Return into a god?"
Ning Daoran showed murderous intent and smiled faintly: "Since fellow Taoist Mo Han is so looking forward to transforming into the gods, Ning is not unable to let fellow Taoist feel the means of transforming into the gods in advance!"
"She is a mother It's alarmist!"
Zhenjun Mo Han sneered: "Mo just tried it out and did not show his true background. Do you really think you can suppress Mo?"
As he said, Zhenjun Mo Han brushed his long sleeves, and gold medals with rich treasure essence appeared around him, instantly surrounding his body, with ancient meanings spreading across his body, extremely amazing!
"Not good!"
In the distance, a onlooker said in a shocked manner: "It is the twelve dragon cards of Zhenjun Mo Han. It is said that these dragon cards were obtained by him in an ancient secret realm. Once sacrificed, they can kill the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. It seems that Sanren is already in danger! "
...
"The surname is Ning!"
Zhenjun Mo Han sneered: "You can die." ”
“Oh? ”
Ning Daoran smiled faintly, and the moment his eyes looked at Zhenjun Mo Han, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyebrows, and then a wisp of invisible silk thread suddenly swept through the void!
Divine thought attack, means of the God Transformation Stage!
In an instant, Zhenjun Mo Han's mind went blank and his soul was completely suppressed!
(This chapter ends)