Chapter 194: A Sword of Light and Cold Nineteen Continents
"He is here, are you ready?" Jinxia boy asked.
"I'm ready, but Uncle Taiyi, are you ready to face Jie Jiao's wrath?" Jiang Yunming looked at Jinxia Tongzi quietly.
Jinxia boy frowned, "Do your job well, and you don't have to worry about the rest."
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Qingping Sword flew out and landed around Mo Ranchen, "You know that someone has prepared a trap to deal with you, but you still jump in. Are you stupid?"
"If I don't end it with them, there will only be more traps waiting for me in the future." Mo Ranchen held the Wuji stick and looked at the almost obvious formations in this room.
"The people of Chanjiao will never stop. Otherwise, do you think that the open and covert fight between Chanjiao and Jiejiao for so many years is just a joke?" Qingping said.
"Indeed." Mo Ranchen turned the Wuji stick on his fingertips, "But I have to tell others that I am not someone to be trifled with, or else anyone will come out to deal with me. Wouldn't it make me look weak?"
The Wuji Stick roared in waves, and the violent vibrations of spiritual power seemed to break through the space. The formation on the ground began to appear, which was a formation that sealed Mo Ranchen's spiritual power.
The house was broken, and the formation trapped Mo Ranchen. Dark clouds appeared in the sky that should have been bright. For a moment, people couldn't tell whether this was Kunlun. How could there be dark clouds in the fairy mountain?
Long Mo is still calm and collected. Since entering the Heavenly Immortal Realm, he has been able to see some laws of heaven. Although he can only catch the tail, it is enough.
At this point, the power of the law in the formation had clearly appeared in front of him. He knew that since it was a carefully prepared formation, there was no need to look for the formation's eyes and he could directly look for the weakest part of the law.
"It's right here. A single blow with all your strength can break it."
Hearing this, Mo Ranchen smiled slightly and said, "Have you thought about it? Most of my spiritual power has been sealed now."
Although he asked doubtful words, Mo Ranchen had already taken action. The Wuji stick erupted with black light and turned into the size of a stick. He held the Wuji stick tightly with both hands and struck hard at the point in front of him.
Cracks appeared in the formation instantly, and Mo Ranchen didn't wait long. He smashed it into pieces with another stick and turned into a ray of light to escape from here.
Mo Ranchen came out, playing with the Wuji stick that turned into a swivel pen in his hand, "Come out, come together, you will have a chance."
"How arrogant!" Jinxia boy stood up, "Wuyouji, you will pay the price for what you have done."
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yunming and other Kunlun disciples rushed out, at least fifty of them, including earth immortals, a few heavenly immortals, and golden immortals.
Seeing this, Mo Ranchen said, "You are quite smart. You know how to send a few minions so that my group of senior brothers and sisters have no reason to take action personally. If I win, it is natural. If I lose, I will be the young master of Jiejiao and lose to Chanjiao."
A group of outsider disciples who don’t belong to the mainstream.”
"Head of Kunlun?" Mo Ranchen looked at Jiang Yunming.
"Master Wuyou has good eyesight, but the poor Taoist is Jiang Yunming." Jiang Yunming paid homage to the editor and showed good etiquette.
"I heard that in three months, Kunlun will open a mountain to recruit disciples." Mo Ranchen nodded, thinking a little.
"Exactly." Jiang Yunming frowned, "What Master Wuyou said is true. I wonder what you mean?"
"It's not interesting. Shushan will also open a mountain to accept disciples in three months. At that time, I hope everyone can support it." Mo Ranchen smiled, turned his head, and said in one direction.
There happened to be a Kunlun disciple who started the live broadcast, intending to tell the world how the young master of Jiejiao was defeated.
"This little guy is always good at causing trouble. Is this supposed to be Master Taiyi's back-up plan?" Nuwa smiled and said in the direction of Qing Weitian.
"Chanjiao will never forget what happened back then." Yuanshi Tianzun looked calm, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
"Master Wuyou is fighting with someone again. He has been really active recently!"
"My junior fellow apprentice is not bad. He has the ability to swim against the current of my disciples." ωωw..net
"Hahaha, there's another good show to watch!"
The Shushan disciples have returned to Shushan, and they have announced to the outside world that they are Jiejiao disciples.
"Senior brother, we are really going to open a mountain to recruit disciples in three months. This is to compete with Kunlun for disciples!" Gongsun Wuwo looked at Zhuge Yuwo.
Zhuge Yuwo nodded, "What Master Wuyou said is what Shushan has to do. Pass the order and use all the strength of Shushan to go to Kunlun to save people!"
"Yes." Gongsun Wuwo also knew that adding icing on the cake is not as good as providing help when the time is right.
Jinxia Tongzi felt that the other party must be stalling for time, "Stop talking nonsense, Wuyou layman, now go back to your room and think about your mistakes behind closed doors, so that everyone can feel more comfortable."
"This room is too small, you can't control me." Mo Ranchen shook his head, feeling the spiritual power that had almost recovered in his body, "Fight, and let you people see that I, the young master of Jiejiao, am no longer you.
We can handle it."
A beam of black light rushed towards Jinxia Boy, coming from close by. Mo Ranchen raised his Wuji stick and said, "Shangqing Divine Thunder!"
Jinxia Tongzi's expression changed, and he raised his fairy sword to intercept. However, when the opponent's Wuji stick attacked him, the Wuji stick suddenly turned into the size of a pen. Mo Ranchen raised his fist and attacked Jinxia Tongzi's chest, hitting him.
Fly out.
"What?" Jiang Yunming was surprised, "All the disciples obeyed the order and formed the Great Luo Zhoutian Sword Formation!"
"Damn it!" Jinxia Tongzi shouted coldly.
Mo Ranchen immediately rushed out and faced Jiang Yunming with a Wuji stick in hand. Jiang Yunming did not dare to be careless and used all his strength to block him.
The Daluo Zhoutian Sword Formation has been prepared for a long time. Fifty disciples have formed the formation together. Its power has already surpassed the Liangyi Dust Formation in Shushan.
"Wuyouji, Daluo Zhoutian Sword Formation, you have no chance. It will be better for everyone if you capture him without mercy!" Jiang Yunming's fairy sword, after being blessed by the formation, was able to suppress Mo Ranchen by half.
"The battle of fate is always cruel." Mo Ranchen smiled, "Do you still remember how I dealt with Shushan's Liangyi Mochen Formation?"
Jiang Yunming's expression changed, "Senior Brother Jinxia, protect the formation!"
"Samadhi True Fire!" Mo Yuan stepped on the Wind Fire Wheel and rushed into Daluo Zhoutian Sword Formation.
"Stop!" Jinxia boy rushed forward, "Even a puppet wants to break the formation!"
"How do you know that my target must be the sword array behind you?" Mo Yuan didn't care about spiritual power and released the Samadhi True Fire.
Jinxia Tongzi's expression changed. The power of Samadhi True Fire was simply a bug skill in the world of immortals. Strong people used it to make elixirs, while weak people used it to fight across levels.
And this one was to hold him back. Thinking that Mo Ranchen was more than a puppet, Jinxia Tongzi knew that he couldn't be held back by him.
"Hahaha, one sword brings fourteen plus five continents!"