Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 141. 142. Defeating the Demon
Mo Xian borrowed the strong wind, and the ship swelled up its sails, and it galloped eastward like an arrow, but compared with the speed of the black light behind it, it was still nothing. The ship was very fast, and it went down for more than ten miles , This speed even the captain was dumbfounded, although in the dark night, he had never seen such a fast ship.

But compared with the distant black light behind, it was very fast. The boat had only traveled more than ten miles, and the black light behind caught up. In desperation, Mo Xian thought together, and the Xuanyin Gathering Beast Banner appeared above his head. He can't mobilize the tortoise shell as he wants, but he can mobilize the Xuanyin Gathering Beast Banner as he wants.

As soon as the Xuanyin Gathering Beast banner appeared, endless strange roars appeared in the midair, and phantoms of giant beasts appeared one by one, rushing towards the black light behind.

But a helpless thing happened. As soon as the phantom of the giant beast came into contact with the black light, it merged into the black light. Although it was a phantom, it was made of the soul of a beast. , the Xuanyin Gathering Beast Banner was damaged, and it was hard for him as well, and the gods and demons of the Dayan Gods really had nothing to use.

Mo Xian was about to abandon the ship and launch the Golden Light Method, but he still put his life first. To him, he had done his best for the mortals on board, but their lives were not good.

At this moment, something moved in his body, Mo Xian was taken aback for a moment, this thing had leaped above his head, it was the Wujian Altar, when the altar appeared, immeasurable black light radiated out, although it was black light, but in the dark night, it was clear Chu, the next town, the whole ship was protected, and when the black light of the altar came into contact with the black light of the god and demon, the god and demon seemed to have seen something terrible, and the black light quickly receded.

But the altar did not let it go, the black light was like a pillar, as if there was a suction force, a loud sound, a huge god and demon suddenly shrank, and quickly threw it towards the altar, its brilliance flashed, but it became a relief sculpture the size of a grain of rice.

In the method of Qian Xuzi passing on his altar, apart from offering sacrifices, it is to protect himself, and there is no relief pattern on the altar. In this way, it is no less than opening a door for Mo Xian.

49 Gods and demons, together with Tai Zhou himself, coincided with Dayan's fifty, but one was taken by Mo Xian, and the number was incomplete. Tai Zhou's foothold was still on Taiping Island, more than 100 miles away from here. Controlling his head, he suddenly felt that one of the 49 gods and demons in the east had lost contact, and he couldn't help being stunned, what happened?
He took a step forward and appeared on the edge of the black light. As soon as he appeared, he saw the altar, and he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart. Like his nemesis, he yelled, and the black light quickly receded like a tide.

He has been controlled by the devil. If he is awake, he may take another measure. If something threatens him, what he has to do is to snatch it away, or destroy it no matter how bad it is.

He didn't wake up until several days later when the devil hid in his heart. Thinking of this incident, he regretted it endlessly. He knew that it was a treasure, and he should have snatched it by force at that time.

As soon as he woke up, his first priority was to settle accounts with the East China Sea League. These matters were no longer Mo Xian's business.

But Mo Xian's troubles were not over yet, he thought he was fine, the next day, while he was basking in the sun on the boat, a small boat jumped out from the bottom of the water and shouted: "Stop the boat!"

The captain trembled, and the boat slowed down. Mo Xian looked at them. The boat was very small, with only seven or eight people, but it was not full. There were only four people. He asked the captain: "Who are you, have you always been like this before?" ?”

"No, this is the first time." The captain smiled wryly.

"Understood, this is the fairy ship of the Eastern Sea Alliance." Mo Xian sneered, "Stop the ship first and see what they say."

After Mo Xian spoke, the captain's heart calmed down a little, and the boat slowly stopped.

"We are from the East China Sea Alliance, and we are here to chase a fugitive." A short young man on the boat said.

"What is the East China Sea Alliance? It actually asks others to stop the ship. What right do you have to ask others to stop the ship!" Mo Xian said bluntly.

"Courageous, that's him!" cried another.

"Your East China Sea League treats others as ants. What relationship do I have with your East China Sea League? You actually define me as a fugitive. I'm probably used to being arrogant. I've never heard of the East China Sea League before. roll."

"Dare to offend the East China Sea League, you are dead!" The four cursed, and the short man immediately raised a flying knife, which was a magic weapon, and it fell on Mo Xian's head with a flash of flying light.

Mo Xian sneered: "It's just a good time to make a profit from you!"

Mo Xian has just gained sword energy, so he can be regarded as a sword cultivator. A sword cultivator breaks through ten thousand spells with a single sword, unlike the like who just hold sword-shaped weapons and treasures. They completely rely on treasures, and the power of treasures determines their power.

But sword cultivators are different, especially those who have just formed sword energy like Mo Xian, who is about to show off his power, when he sees the opponent make a move, he will move his sword, and with a clang, the Yin Talisman Sword flies from behind, and the sword is unsheathed , Xue Liang, with a murderous air rushing towards the face, with a soft "噗", the flying knife broke into two pieces, and fell down like a firefly, and the short man's face changed, and he shouted: "Good thief, dare to destroy me!" Treasures of..."

Before he finished speaking, Jian Guang came to his body and interrupted his words. A person next to him threw out a ring, thinking that he could stop Yan Guang, when he heard a scream, Jian Guang had divided the ring into two parts. The two halves landed on the short man's neck, and blood burst out immediately.

With one strike, two treasures and one person was killed by Mo Xian.

"Get lost!" Mo Xian said coldly, retracting his sword, without looking at the other three.

The three of them didn't say a word, and the boat sank into the water immediately, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mo Xian knew that there would be people coming later. He didn't care, but he couldn't compare to him. Even the Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to catch up with his golden light method. Before that, he had to arrange the people on the boat.

As expected, on the third day, when the boat came near a deserted island, he stood up from the back and asked, "Who killed the disciples of the Eastern Sea League?"

"What a majesty!" Mo Xian sneered, "I killed it. Since you are here, see you on the island!"

After finishing speaking, his body flashed, and he appeared on the island. Mo Xian took this opportunity to fully focus the attention of the East Sea League on himself, and the sea ship was naturally fine.

Seeing that Mo Xian had landed on the island, Sandao Dunguang followed suit. Seeing this situation, the ship didn't dare to look any further. As soon as the sails rose, it left quickly. The captain also knew that his fate with Mo Xian was over. .

Among the three monks, one is named Jindan monk, and the other two are all the people who have already picked Tiangang.

"Very good. If others offended the East China Sea League, they would have gone into hiding long ago. You are the only one who is so arrogant. You are sure to die today." The Golden Core cultivator looked at Mo Xian, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Mo Xian shook his head inadvertently: "The dung beetle yawned—with such a loud tone, I don't know where your confidence comes from."

"You, a foundation-building cultivator, don't even want me to take action. My two companions are enough to subdue you. However, in order to save time, I will do it myself." Non-paw's big hand rose from behind him and grabbed Mo Xian.

Mo Xian sneered, and didn't dodge. When he was approaching, he didn't use spells. He punched directly, and the power of a dragon exploded. , really like ants, with a bang, the big hands spread away.

Mo Xian broke his spell with one punch, which startled the Golden Core cultivator. He thought to himself, so much strength, it turned out to be a physical cultivator.

Mo Xian broke his big hand, being unreasonable and ungrateful, he made a mistake with his foot, he was startled, Mo Xian had already appeared in front of him, and struck him with a fist, in his eyes, it was like a mountain The big ax hit him right away. Mo Xian's speed and the speed of his hand made it too late for him to react, so he had to back away.

"How dare you do anything to Master Jin!" Another monk shouted.

There was also a monk who was startled when he saw Mo Xian appearing. Fortunately, Mo Xian was not targeting him, and he had no time to react. Uncle Jin was worthy of being a golden core monk, so he retreated instinctively to avoid Mo Xian's blow.

At this time, the golden sword of the monk next to him has arrived. It is a magic weapon. Mo Xian didn't pay attention to it at all. Unable to dodge, his body immediately flew up, and blood spurted out of his mouth desperately.

At the same time, the golden sword had already hit him, and the golden sword made a dull sound like hitting a leather, but it failed to break through Mo Xian's skin. It turned into an awe-inspiring sword light, and with a bang, the golden sword turned into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Mo Xian's sword light did not retract, but pointed directly at the cultivator. A body-protecting aura appeared on the monk. As soon as he touched the sword light, the body-protecting aura immediately collapsed. As soon as the sword light passed, he was split into two and fell to the ground.

Not long after the fight, a monk died.

Uncle Jin roared, "I'm going to kill you, or I'm sorry to die at your hands brother!"

He pointed with his finger, and with a bang, a wall of fire pressed straight towards Mo Xian. Taking this opportunity, he patted the back of his head with his hand, and from the back of his head, three red lines flew out, circling in the air, and falling straight to Mo Xian. idle.

Mo Xian beheaded a monk, the sword did not retract, but swept straight in front of him, the wall of fire pressed over, the sword light had arrived, the sword light swept away, and the wall of fire went out immediately, it really is a sword that breaks all spells, no matter what the opponent is For spells, I just slashed away with a single sword, and the light of the sword was everywhere, wiping out everything.

The three red lines had arrived, and Mo Xian couldn't split the sword into light. The sword was still in front of him, and above his head, with a bang, a large banner appeared, black air was scattered in the sky, and countless beast souls roared.

(End of this chapter)