A strong enemy comes to the door and kills Mount Mang!

In the history of Wuji Sect, it is not the first time such a scene in front of you.

However, no matter which time it is, we have to use the mountain protection formation to block the enemy outside the mountain gate.

Especially after the mountain gate was upgraded to level seven, the power of the mountain protection formation was even more powerful, and it could completely trap and kill cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. Even if Mrs. Tang was so powerful, she might not be able to make it through. She could be called a killing weapon of the mountain protection sect.

However, it is inevitable that when dealing with these two masters of the Tang Sect, Wuji Sect did not use the mountain protection formation, but only the Nascent Soul Stage masters of the sect joined forces to hide the powerful enemy with their strength.

Although it seems a bit disgraceful to use more people to bully people.

However, it depends on who to deal with. The ability to use the sea of ​​people can kill Old Lady Tang is definitely considered a shocking news. No one will say that Wuji Sect is not moral.

What's more, there are masters like Master Di Jue, who are close to those in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

"I don't want to start a massacre. As long as you release people immediately, you can avoid disaster today."

Old Mrs. Tang sacrificed a Thousand Machine Umbrella, and it rotated above her head like a treasure bonnet. The golden sunlight fell on it. Suddenly, the light of light rose, and silver needles poured around like lightning.

The man from Earth Jue kept silent, like a human-shaped puppet, waving his bat wings with his hands, and drew arcs in the air. The sharpness that was unstoppable seemed to be about to be cut.

Wuji Gate set up the Yin-Yang Bagua Formation, Lei Wanshan and Gu Aoxue are divided into Yin-Yang poles, and the other Nascent Soul Stage masters each occupy the Bagua direction. As long as there are no missions outside in Wuji Gate, all the Nascent Soul Stage cultivators in the sect, plus eighth-level spiritual beasts and strange insects, are all here, and it seems that a copper wall is built in front of the mountain gate.

These two Tang Sect masters are extremely powerful, but they do not form a crushing advantage. With the large number of people in Wuji Sect, they can temporarily fight against it, and the battle situation becomes stalemate.

Old Mrs. Tang seems to be just like that!

Others may not have any feelings, but Lei Wanshan and Gu Aoxue, who were leading the way, had a deep understanding at this time. They felt a little strange. Old Mrs. Tang, who was named King of Magical Artifacts, seemed not as powerful as the legend.

Perhaps, they can guard the mountain gate without the action of the senior brother in the sect. However, it is difficult to keep these two people here, and they still need to take action by the senior brother in the sect.

Everyone present is the core senior executive of Wuji Sect. He just participated in the sect's discussion at Wuji Peak last night. Of course, he knew that the leader of the sect had not left the sect. He was afraid that he was hiding in the dark and waiting for the best opportunity to take action.

However, they did not know that it was not the leader who was paying attention to the situation on the battlefield. Based on the wilderness excavated over a hundred miles of Mangshan, there were two pairs of eyes peeking at the battlefield on an octagonal pavilion on a steep and barren mountain.

"Master, even though we knew that our Tang Sect was coming to Mangshan, the true King of Wuji was not guarding Wuji Sect. There would be no deception here, right?"

This is a short and strong man in a birthday robe. If Lei Wanshan and others were here, they would definitely be shocked and puzzled to find that this person looked like a man from Di Jue. The one who fought with them was completely different, but his face looked even more ferocious and seemed to look more human.

While the short and strong man was talking, his hands were swinging quickly, and his ten fingers were as clever as a butterfly, as if shaking invisible silk threads, controlling the invisible puppet man.

The puppet technique is the unique skill of the puppet master. This is the real master of the earth. The one who fights at the foot of the Mang Mountain is just his puppet puppet. He controls the puppet combat a hundred miles away. As the only puppet master in the Wanzi Spirit Realm Chu, he only has such ability.

"It should...ahem...is true!"

On the bronze wheelchair next to her, Old Mrs. Tang coughed repeatedly. She was injured by a master of the Xiling Temple in her early years and suffered from extremely serious lung disease. She would cough continuously when she spoke, so she became extremely cautious.

Of course, the old lady Tang at the foot of Mangshan was not personally visited by the deity, but by the change of Master Tianluo. This number one master of the Tang sect is extremely strange. He has the title of thousands of people and faces in the Wanzi Spirit Realm. He can easily become any person. No one has ever seen his true face.

"That's right, the disciple just received a message from Qin Hao. It took only two days for the Wuji True King to leave Tianjiang City."

The man with his hands seemed to be dancing, and he flipped quickly while talking. The puppet puppets a hundred miles away accelerated their attack speed, and the bat wings were circling like wheels, opening up a few feet of vacuum in front of him, and no one could break in.

"Tianjiang City is more than 500,000 miles away from Mangshan. Even if the speed of Wuji Zhenwang is fast, how can he come back in just two days?"

The words of Master Di Jue were also what Mrs. Tang thought in her mind. She nodded slightly on the bronze wheelchair, as if she wanted to say a good word, but it caused continuous coughing.

"The master of the sect, although the Wuji Sect is strong, it is far from our opponent. Since the Wuji True King is not in the sect, it is better to kill Mount Mang directly."

However, this time, Old Mrs. Tang did not make a sound. Her expression became a little strange, as if she was listening to something, and her face became more and more serious.

"Yes...ah...who is it?"

Before he finished speaking, the world suddenly changed drastically, and dark clouds rolled in, forming a huge funnel above his head, and irresistible suction poured in, just like a gourd that absorbed spiritual energy, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"No, how could the mana be lost? What's going on?"

Master Di Jue made an inexplicable scream of surprise as if he was a ghost. Old Mrs. Tang's expression was also ugly. She reached out to slap the armrest of the bronze wheelchair, and a long roar like a dragon roar was heard. A golden dragon claw broke out into the air like lightning, breaking through the vast black fog.

"clang!"

An extremely dull bell sound came, but in the black clouds where the dragon claws disappeared, a young man with a sword-eyed and star-like green robe stepped out of the air. He held a spiritual weapon with a bronze bell-shaped appearance in his hand, and five traces seemed to be captured on it. The solemn color of the treasure star quickly dimmed.

"Wuji...hehe...the real king?"

Old Mrs. Tang looked shocked and suspicious. Although her magic power was inexplicably leaked, her flying dragon claws could only exert 60% of her strength, but she could easily get it in the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, and I am afraid that only the true king of Wuji has this ability.

"How is that possible?"

Master Di Jue exclaimed. He was discussing here just now and speculated that the true king of Wuji was not in Mangshan, but he did not expect that as soon as he finished speaking, he did not even make a sound. Wuji Zhen Wang stood in front of him.

The news that Qin Hao just came to is impossible unless it is simply fake.

"Old woman, hiding here across the river to watch the fire, almost even I would cheat me."

The young man with a green robe in the sword-browed star was not someone else, but of course it was Mo Wentian who came in person. In fact, when Master Tianluo took the puppet to Mangshan, he found something was wrong from afar. Even if there were no flaws in disguise, he could not deceive him into seeing the opportunity.

If Mrs. Tang was not here, it was definitely not because she had not come. She was probably in the position of a fisherman and was observing the reality of Mangshan. After all, it is normal for the hostage to be in the hands of Wujimen, and it is normal for the hostage to be thrown at the mouse and avoid being afraid of weapons.

After learning the intention, it became much easier to come down. Mo Wentian used his super spiritual sense to sense the invisible silk thread that manipulated the puppet. As long as he found the hand behind the scenes, Old Mrs. Tang must be there too.

As expected, the progress was so smooth that it was beyond imagination. As long as they had to play the token of the trapped Dragon Pool, they were completely trapped here. With their cultivation level reduced, they would never escape here again.

The level 6 trapped dragon pool reduced the enemy's strength, within 50% of the range of ten miles and within 40% of the range of hundreds of miles. Unfortunately, this is not at the foot of Mangshan, and it can only be reduced by 40% of the cultivation level. However, it is completely enough for Mo Wentian. What he has to do now is to solve the battle within one hour.

"Old woman, since she is here, don't leave."

Mo Wentian reached out to take a photo in the void. The sky seemed to be hit by a gap, as if a river was hanging upside down from the sky, and the sky and the earth became turbulent blue waves. Anyone was trapped in it, as if he was in a swamp mud.

The blue sea brings waves, and the magic power of water-attributed Dharma source has a strong restraining effect. In conjunction with the effect of reducing cultivation in the Dragon Pool, the world will be transformed into a huge cage, so you can't leave here easily.

"The True King of Wuji, you..."

Master Di Jue had no puppets to help with the battle. At this time, under the influence of the Dragon Pool, his strength was less than half as strong as usual, and he was soon defeated, as if he was trapped in a vortex of the sea and could never get out again.

In less than a moment of meeting, the second-ranked Tang Sect Master was defeated and captured. After his puppet lost control, the situation at the foot of Mang Mountain can be imagined. The situation will soon turn sharply, and Master Tianluo will become precarious.

"Yes...had abominable!"

Old Mrs. Tang was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, but what made her most headache was that the invisible cage suppressed her cultivation, and even if she tried her best, she could not get rid of it. This seemed to be the power of the rules and could not resist it at all.

"Wuji...The True King, cough, I'm not going to forgive you!"

The bronze wheelchair shuttled like lightning, like a clutch sailing on the sea, constantly shooting out magic weapons, steel nails with tens of thousands of needles, flying knives as fast as lightning, erratic smoke, and fire thunder beads that destroy the world...

It can be said that this bronze wheelchair is a moving hidden weapon library, which seems to have endless magic weapons. Any hidden weapon shot out from it is not only killing people, but also has a power that is comparable to a spiritual weapon attack. Even Mo Wentian has to deal with it carefully. Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators cannot resist it.

"sharp!"

Mo Wentian thought in his heart that the title of Old Lady Tang's magic weapon king is definitely worthy of its name. The magic weapons are endless, and there are endless ways to kill people. Countless hidden weapons are used by her as arms and fingers. I don't know how to control them. They have been reduced by 40% of their cultivation. They are so powerful. If she is asked to let go, who knows what destructive power it will cause?

However, any magic weapon needs to be controlled with magic power, let alone control several magic weapons to fight. The mana required is even more unimaginable. Under the influence of the Dragon Pool, the advantage turns into disadvantages, and the magic power goes faster, and the decline of strength becomes more obvious.

In the trapped dragon pond, even the dragon could not escape. Old Mrs. Tang was trapped inside, like a trapped beast was still fighting. Even though she struggled dyingly and fought back to death, her fate could not be rewritten in the end.
Chapter completed!