Seeing this, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, stretched out his finger, and a mysterious light flew out.

With a bang, the passage in front of the prodigal was suddenly blown down, blocking the entire passage in an instant, and the prodigal had to stop.

"Boy, look where are you going to run away now? A mere monk who has just joined the Foundation Establishment dares to ruin my big project, so I'll let you be a stepping stone for me to take off!"

The prodigal turned around, pointed his long sword diagonally at the ground, and said: "May I ask what your name is? Which sect you come from? Since I am a person who is going to die, you must let me know how to die!"

"Boy, what's your name? You're quite brave!" The middle-aged man sneered and directed a bunch of mummies to rush towards the prodigal, completely letting the younger brother go first.

"A poor Taoist does not change his name when he is walking, and he does not change his surname when sitting down. This is what Mo Tianxing of the Qingxuan Sect does!"

"Mo Tianxing? You are lying! Mo Tianxing of Qingxuan Sect was already a Jindan monk in his early years. Now that he thinks about it, he should be a Nascent Soul cultivator! Are you worthy?"

"That's my brother Mo Tianxin, and I'm my younger brother Mo Tianxing...what's your last name?"

"In Xia Huangzhou, there is no family or sect!"

What the hell, dishonest!

Both of them were cursing the same words in their hearts.

Just when the mummies were rushing towards him, the libertine took out a picture of animal skin from his arms, threw it into the air, made a sword gesture, and shouted "open".

The animal skin picture suddenly turned into a sword array, and twenty-eight flying swords rose up at the same time. The sword energy was so dense that it instantly enveloped the mummies and the middle-aged man.

After the twenty-eight flying swords soared, they turned into streaks of sword light. The sword light split into two, then into four... Finally, the entire passage was submerged by the sword light, and gravel flew everywhere.

"Twenty-Eight Constellations Sword Formation, your father, Mo Danchen, is keeping you close! But how much power can you exert?" The middle-aged man sneered, took out a talisman from his arms, and quickly pointed towards it.

He patted it on his body and immediately saw a shield appearing outside his body.

It was too late, but it was fast. Countless rays of sword energy turned into a long dragon of sword energy, burst out, and poured onto the shield, which only caused the shield to shake for a while.

"The best golden armor amulet, a product of Hongfeng Tower. It seems that your family is quite good! You can even afford this kind of amulet, you don't look like a casual cultivator."

"You have nothing to do with this!"

The middle-aged man hummed softly, took out a bell, and rang it towards the prodigal.

Amidst the clanging sound, the prodigal felt dizzy for a while, but the mummies suddenly became violent and rushed towards the prodigal with swords in their sights.

The prodigal controlled the sword formation and let the sword light pour towards the mummy.

In the light of the sword, the limbs of the mummies were dismembered section by section. There was no blood flying around, no bloody flesh, only dry corpse sections with a putrid smell, section by section...

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the cave, and a black mist filled the air, rushing towards the cave passage.

Seeing the black mist surging in, the middle-aged man fell directly to the ground and shouted: "Master, calm down, master, calm down..."

The black mist seemed to have a spirit, passing by the middle-aged man and rushing into the sword array. In an instant, the sword array was corroded. The long swords were stained and turned into rusty swords, which fell to the ground one after another.

When the prodigal saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned and cursed secretly: Mo Changgeng harmed me! My life is at stake!
Chapter completed!