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Chapter 188: Immortals surrounded by black plums

Bei Mingxiu has noticed that something is not right about the atmosphere today.

Everyone at Mo Mei Villa has very regular schedules. All the disciples do what they should do without supervision. This is inseparable from the daily practice of Mo Wushuang and others.

Logically speaking, Wei Sheng should be waiting in his room for him to go back and listen to music, but now not only is Wei Sheng missing, but the other gentlemen at Momei Villa also don't know where they have gone.

"Did something happen?"

As soon as this idea emerged in his mind, a thunderous sound exploded in the villa, attracting everyone's attention.

"Everyone, gather in the lobby!"

These seven short words have already made everyone who heard these words feel the majesty within them, as if they would be severely punished if they were even a second late.

In the Momei Forest, by the Mochi, and in the study, the disciples of Momei Villa walked towards the lobby in the north of the Villa in an orderly manner. Their steps were slow and fast, not at all aggravated by Qu Youyuan's stern tone.

of panic.

The servants who were working in the villa also put the tools in their hands back to their original positions after hearing the sound, and then ran to the lobby.

I believe that within a moment of burning incense, everyone will be gathered in the lobby.

This is the order of Momei Villa.

Bei Mingxiu smiled slightly and followed.

Everyone in the villa naturally includes him as a guest.

When Bei Mingxiu walked through Mo Meilin and came to the lobby, it was already crowded with people.

After all, most of the disciples in Momei Villa were young people. They were still full of curiosity about this time when Qu Youyuan suddenly summoned them all to the lobby without saying anything. For a while, there were many different opinions in the lobby, which made it very lively.

Bei Mingxiu quickly found the location of Mo Qing and Mo Yuan, walked to them and asked, "What happened?"

Mo Qing shook his head at him apologetically and said, "I don't know, Fourth Master Qu has never told us about it, I'm afraid..."

Before Mo Qing finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

A mysterious and unspeakable aura covered the entire lobby in an instant. In the eyes of everyone, the lobby was surrounded by a layer of light ink. Although this layer of ink looked faint and could be dispersed with a wave of her hand, she

Having grown up in Momei Villa since childhood, I know this layer of ink very well.

Its appearance means that the sect-protecting formation of Momei Villa has been activated, and they are under the protection of the formation.

The ancestral protection formation of Momei Villa was created by the previous owner with several years of hard work. In the history of Momei Villa, it has only been opened twice.

The first time was during the great demon chaos more than forty years ago. There were only a few old and weak servants in Momei Villa. At that time, the chief steward of Momei Villa used his seriously injured body to drive a large formation, and he was forced to survive surrounded by a group of demons.

After three days, we successfully waited for the arrival of the army and finally turned the corner.

The second time was during the Sword Demon Rebellion more than twenty years ago, the former villager of Momei Villa

The Lord used a large formation to gather spiritual power within a radius of hundreds of miles, and fought the sword demon with all his strength. He defeated the sword demon with one person's power and both were defeated. In that era, only the immortal Xun Rizhao and the wine immortal Jiang Yuebai could accomplish this feat.

However, after that time, most of the original formation was destroyed by the Blood Demon Sword, and the former owner of Momei Villa also passed away not long after. Although Mo Wushuang and others tried their best to repair it, the power of the formation could not return to what it was before.

Peak level.

Even so, no one in the world can despise this great formation that covers Momei Villa.

But now it seems that the formation is fully opened without any reservation.

What is it that makes you gentlemen so vigilant that you even hesitate to fully activate the defense formation?

Mo Qing and Bei Mingxiu looked at each other, and both of them already understood the answer.

The only thing in the world that can force Mo Mei Villa to deal with it with all its strength is the towering Holy Pavilion.

Mo Yuan looked at his sister, then at Bei Mingxiu, and asked anxiously: "Why are you all so nervous?"

Mo Qing was about to reply when an old and breathless voice sounded from the door: "Yes, you don't need to be nervous at all."

"Mr. Three!"

"I've met Mr. Three."

In the lobby, the disciples of Momei Villa all bowed and saluted, and the eyes of some disciples were full of reverence.

Although this skinny old man looks like he could be knocked down by a gust of wind, he is still the role model for everyone in Momei Villa, the famous Mr. Feng San.

After Mo Qing saluted, he quickly asked: "Uncle Feng, outside..."

Feng Liangjie waved his hand and said to everyone: "It's nothing, but a group of thieves want to come and cause trouble."

He cleared his throat, tried to make his voice more powerful, and said loudly: "This is a rare opportunity. You all should watch it carefully. It will be good for your study and practice."

Everyone responded in unison.

Feng Liangjie nodded with satisfaction, found a secluded place to sit down, exhaled a long breath, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Seeing Feng Liangjie's appearance, Bei Mingxiu knew that he was indeed tired, so he gave up the idea of ​​going up to ask.

Anyway, he knew what the coming danger was.

However, seeing Feng Liang Jie's behavior, the faint uneasiness in his heart subsided a little.

Even Mr. Feng San looked so nonchalant. He believed that Momei Villa was ready for the attack and had enough confidence to win the battle.

But, can it really go so smoothly?

Bei Mingxiu naturally thought of the previous battle in Liyang City.

Luo Qingchen and Qu Youyuan tried their best, but they were still unable to kill the White Tiger of the Holy Pavilion on the spot. The strength of the Holy Pavilion was evident.

Since they dared to attack Momei Villa this time, how come there was only one immortal sent out?

Bei Mingxiu took a deep breath and moved his gaze outside the door.

The last time he was able to participate in the battle against the immortals, it was all because of Long Yao's spell. Now he has no chance at all.

Qualifications to participate in this war.

All he could do was observe the upcoming battle wholeheartedly and remember every detail.

In the future, when he deals with powerful immortals, these experiences will definitely be of great use.



The sky at Momei Villa suddenly darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was not because the clouds were about to rain, but because dozens of people exuding powerful pressure came on the clouds, covering the sky above Momei Villa.

If there was no blockage from the formation of Momei Mountain Villa, Beiming Xiu would have discovered an astonishing fact once he used the Way of Heaven and Humanity to detect it.

The people sent by the Holy Pavilion this time are all above the ninth level of cultivation, and those ten whose cultivation cannot be detected by the way of heaven and humanity are the real immortal level experts.

The supreme coercion fell overwhelmingly, seeming to crush the entire Momei Villa.

At this moment, countless ink-colored talismans erupted from every corner of the villa, forming a magic circle with complicated and mysterious patterns in the air. Whether it was the pressure of the powerful immortals or the turbulent spiritual power surging in the air,

It is impossible to invade Momei Villa even a little bit.

The middle-aged man sitting at the front of everyone in the Holy Pavilion raised his eyebrows slightly, and was very surprised by the power of the formation at Momei Villa.

To his left, a woman covered her lips and smiled, her long golden hair fluttering in the wind. She waved a small fan in her hand, not concealing her power at all: "This is the sect-protecting formation of Momei Villa? Sure enough,

There are some tricks."

To the right of the middle-aged man, a cold light appeared in the lean man's eyes: "It's just a turtle shell, wait until I smash it!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Don't be impatient."

The lean man licked his lips and said, "Yi Wuxing, the immortal ordered you to take command, but we did not obey you."

The blond woman chuckled and said: "Exactly, give them a good time so that we can go back to receive the merit as soon as possible."

Yi Wuxing frowned slightly and ignored them. He slowly looked down, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.

Qu Youyuan stood in the ink plum forest, facing him across the ink formation.

Beside him are his four junior brothers and sisters.

Although Qu Youyuan raised his head, his eyes were full of disdain.

He opened his mouth and his drink echoed through the sky.

"Only three of the Four Holy Envoys have come. They really don't give us the honor of Momei Villa."

Mr. Wen Liu on the side thought for a while, pretending to have an idea, and reminded: "Brother, you forgot, one of them has already died."

Qu Youyuan woke up from a dream, clapped his hands and said, "That's right, junior sister, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten about it."

They did not lower their voices, and their voices reached the ears of everyone in the Holy Pavilion clearly.

These people are used to being aloof. Never have they ever been ridiculed like this. The crowd was so angry that they couldn't kill them directly.

Qinglong envoy Yi Wuxing frowned and said, "What's the use of just showing off your words?"

Qu Youyuan did not answer him, but said indifferently: "Momei Villa does not accept bad guests. Anyone who takes one step will die."
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