The outer elders of the Jietian Sect all focused their attention on Long Qingkui. They never thought that there was a real strong man hiding beside Long Qingkui.
Suddenly, the clouds around the immortal boat surged, blocking the view. The elders of the outer sect of Jietian Sect were very disdainful.
"This little trick is useless now."
Several outer elders of the Jietian Sect cast spells to drive away the clouds.
But what surprised them was that the clouds could not be driven away at all. No matter what magical powers they used, the clouds could not be driven away.
"How is this going?"
Seeing the clouds covering their sight and being unable to drive them away, an indescribable sense of foreboding filled everyone's hearts.
Anyone will feel anxious when the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear.
"Could it be another secret technique of Immortal Dragon Island? It is said that the Immortal Dragon Clan has a secret technique of spitting out the sea of clouds."
An elder said.
"Whatever, let's fly out of this sea of clouds first."
These outer elders of the Jietian Sect made up their minds and were about to ride the fairy boat to fly higher into the sky. Suddenly, the sea of clouds above their heads suddenly parted.
This separation does not seem to spread out on its own, but is forced by an external force and surges outward, as if some huge thing is descending from the sky.
"what is that?"
When they got closer, the elders of the Jietian Sect could see clearly that this huge thing seemed to be made of stone and soil. It was so large that you couldn't even see the edge at a glance.
"This, this is a mountain!"
An elder reacted and shouted in panic.
"Mountain?"
When these elders of Jie Tian Sect were confused, a huge monster had already smashed into their immortal boat.
At this point, it's definitely too late to escape.
"It doesn't matter if it's a mountain or not, even if it is a mountain, it can't hold us down."
An elder said loudly, they are all Mahayana monks, a small mountain is nothing, they can destroy it with one palm.
But sometimes, the ideal is full, but the reality is cruel.
More than a dozen outer sect elders of the Jietian Sect, working together, were unable to withstand the mountain. Moreover, even if they used their great magical powers and secret techniques, they could not break through the mountain.
Seeing the mountain pressing down on the immortal boat and falling rapidly, these Mahayana monks panicked and tried to escape one after another.
This panic made them even more confused, and it was only then that they discovered a fatal problem. There was an invisible layer of restrictions around their fairy boat. Once they touched the restrictions, their bodies would be ejected.
"What's going on?"
One elder was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. They didn't even see the enemy and were already helpless.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the fairy boat was pressed under the mountain, the clouds dispersed, and the world became quiet.
Long Qingkui and the others had no idea what happened just now. They only remembered that the clouds suddenly rolled in, and then, when the clouds dispersed, all the people from the Jietian Sect disappeared.
"Mr. Mo, where are the people from the Jietian Sect?"
Long Qingkui was a little confused. She didn't see Mr. Mo take action just now. Why were all the people from the Jietian Sect gone?
"I'm afraid it won't work if I suppress you under that mountain peak."
Mo Hai said casually.
Long Qingkui, Long Ya, and Li Xinchun hurriedly lay on the side of the fairy boat and looked around, their heads buzzing. Although they knew that Mr. Mo's cultivation was unfathomable, when they saw Mr. Mo take action again, Long Qingkui still
Was deeply shocked.
In an instant, he calmly suppressed more than a dozen Mahayana monks. It was definitely impossible to reach the initial level of Tribulation Transcendence. I am afraid that Mr. Mo's cultivation has reached the peak of the Mahayana realm and is infinitely close to the true fairyland.
Li Xinchun was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time. He never thought that one day he would come into contact with such a powerful person. You must know that to Li Xinchun, Mahayana monks are like gods.
.
Today, he saw with his own eyes that a dozen Mahayana monks were almost unable to fight back in the hands of Mr. Mo.
When he looked at Mr. Mo again, Li Xinchun seemed to be looking at gods and Buddhas, and couldn't help but want to worship him.
However, after being excited and shocked, Long Qingkui couldn't help but worry. She and Jing Chen fought, but no one was killed after all. But this time, Mr. Mo killed more than a dozen outer sect elders of the Jietian Sect.
It will definitely shake.
This matter is getting worse and worse.
But seeing that Mr. Mo didn't care at all, Long Qingkui could only suppress her worries.
At this moment, Jiu Wu and Yuan Zhifeng, who were fighting at the top of the sky, also felt something was wrong. The clouds suddenly surged and covered the sky. They didn't pay attention. They thought it was just an ordinary small magical power. But when the clouds calmed down, they disappeared.
Yuan Zhifeng realized something was abnormal after seeing the Jietian Sect's flying boat.
"Elder Jiuwu, I don't have time to play with you anymore."
Yuan Zhifeng turned into a stream of light and fell rapidly, looking for his fellow disciples.
Jiu Wu was also very surprised, why in less than a minute, the dozen or so Mahayana outer sect elders from Jie Tian Sect had all disappeared, and there seemed to be no traces of the fierce battle just now.
It was so abnormal, and Jiu Wu was also very surprised. Although she guessed that Mo Hai might have taken action, this action was too quiet.
Yuan Zhifeng looked around and saw no one in a radius of ten miles. He could only use his spiritual sense to investigate, but his spiritual sense sensed the situation for hundreds of miles, and there was no clue at all. It seemed that his fellow disciples suddenly disappeared from the world.
Yuan Zhifeng's face was dark. He glanced at Long Qingkui, and he was shocked and confused. He absolutely did not believe that Long Qingkui had such great ability and could make more than a dozen Mahayana people disappear in an instant. If the secret method of Xianlong Island was so powerful
, then Immortal Dragon Island is invincible in the Zhongtian Domain.
So what's going on?
Jiu Wu also landed on the fairy boat. Seeing Mo Hai with a calm face, Jiu Wu already understood.
"Elder Yuan, your fellow disciples have probably abandoned you."
Jiu Wu smiled.
"What exactly did you do to them?
Where are they?"
Yuan Zhifeng gritted his teeth and asked. This sudden situation made it impossible for him, a monk in the Tribulation Realm, to calm down. If the Jietian Sect lost more than a dozen elders of the Mahayana foreign sect all at once, the blow to the head teacher would be really huge.