Chapter eight hundred and thirty seventh chess piece
The people in the sedan were silent for another moment.
"I thought you were a proud man."
Then he said: "I always think that anyone who reaches your position will eventually be a little proud."
"I said, I'm a layman."
Mo Zong laughed at himself: "But pride, in my opinion, is the most useless emotion."
Naturally, people in the Northern Wei Dynasty knew more about the Demon Sect than people in the Southern Dynasties, and the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, who had used the Demon Sect for many years, naturally knew the existence of the Demon Sect best in the world.
The Demon Sect decided to cross south, which was a complete break for the Northern Wei Emperor. Naturally, these people he sent could not be directly controlled by the Demon Sect, and they naturally had some means to suppress the Demon Sect.
It's just that the Demon Sect just wants to leave.
He had no intention of fighting these people at all.
Now the person in the sedan chair has no confidence in retaining the Demon Sect. It is just a matter of loyalty to the emperor and the fate of the entire Northern Wei Dynasty. He will try his best after all.
The moment he fell silent again, the black ravens flying in the sky suddenly stopped for a moment.
Any living thing living in this world has its own unique vitality laws. These black ravens are like weak black symbols between heaven and earth, but they also have a unique flow of vitality in their bodies, which also leads to the flow of vitality between heaven and earth.
Some breath.
These weak breaths are the weapons of the person in the sedan chair, and are the tools he uses to communicate with more vitality of heaven and earth.
The black ravens were still in the air, with countless weak strands of vitality radiating from their bodies. From many places they flew, countless strands of vitality were pulled over.
"Why bother?"
Mo Zong laughed.
"A good method, but it's too slow."
He commented.
Before this comment was uttered, his robe had already swelled outwards.
Countless strands of harsh and domineering aura, like the strong wind blowing from the pass in the Mobei Plateau, blew out of his robes and flew out in all directions.
These breaths are like wind, but far faster and sharper than any wind in the world.
With him as the center, all the weeds and reeds within a radius of nearly a hundred feet broke instantly. In this aura, there were dozens of flying objects with metallic luster, but before these weeds and reeds broke, they
flew towards his enemies.
Puff puff…
Two such metallic rays of light passed through the sedan and hit the people inside.
The person in the sedan remained calm. When the two rays of metal light first penetrated into his flesh and blood, the true energy in his body did not burst out, but was attracted inward.
The two metallic rays of light were not moved deep into his body by his true energy. Instead, they only lightly pierced his skin. In the next moment, they went upstream and shot out.
This is reverse scale.
A magical weapon that goes against the true essence, a unique method of the Demon Sect.
Both the person in the sedan chair and the other practitioners who appeared among the broken reeds were very aware of this method, and had practiced it many times before to ensure that they could respond immediately.
Push these counter scales out.
So at this moment, no one died.
However, when these reverse scales were pulled out by their true energy, they did not fall.
These reverse scales emit brighter light in the night, like countless summer fireflies flying around the Demon Sect.
Whether they are by the waterside, in the mud, or on a decaying old boat... all these practitioners who appear are aliens in the world of practitioners in the Northern Wei Dynasty. They are all existences that are usually enough to make people look up to. However, these bright
The reverse scales reflected on their faces were all gloomy.
They were all shocked and emotional.
They have never even thought that there are people in this world who can control magical weapons like Ni Lin like flying swords.
The reverse scale is the nemesis of all body-protecting essence.
These areas with flying scales are the absolute domain of the Demon Sect, and no practitioner can get close to his body.
But the shock the Demon Sect gave them tonight was far more than that.
…
In fact, most powerful practitioners don't like close combat.
What they were originally better at was the true energy method of directly killing each other from a long distance.
Being unable to fight in close combat was originally the moment when the true energy methods they were good at showed their power.
A middle-aged scribe wearing a white shirt stood in a muddy field.
There are some rare lotus leaves growing in this muddy ground. It seems that if the season is right, we can even dig out some lotus roots in the muddy ground below.
The aura of the Demon Sect caused the mud in the muddy ground beneath him to splash, but not a drop of mud could contaminate his body.
A reverse scale that flew over before didn't land on him at all, and was already blown away by him.
At this time, a strange white glow was exuding outside his body, and this glow faintly formed a huge white lotus under his feet.
The true energy in his body spread out along his feet like a river bursting its banks.
However, at this moment, he felt an inexplicable rhythm.
This rhythm comes from between heaven and earth.
There was a strange vibration in both the sky and the land beneath his feet.
He looked at the Demon Sect in disbelief.
This inexplicable rhythm seemed to have nothing to do with the Demon Sect, but he saw strange changes in the light surrounding the Demon Sect.
At the same time, with the Demon Sect as the center, a lot of soil began to swim.
It's like there are countless big snakes running through the underground, forming mud waves.
Not only in the muddy land where he was, but also in the dry and hard land that was not moist, there were also many strange mud waves swimming around.
There was a pop.
The middle-aged scribe wearing a white shirt spat out a mouthful of blood.
The true energy that seeped into the ground beneath him unexpectedly came back, instantly damaging his internal organs.
Phew…puff…
The demon sect began to move.
His figure was like a ghost, walking towards the water ahead.
However, this powerful force always surrounds him, with him as the center, and follows him wherever he goes.
No one in the sedan was injured.
But his breathing became difficult.
In terms of refining and using weapons, the Demon Sect had already shown in the Northern Wei Dynasty that it was far superior to everyone else. At this time, the Demon Sect told them with facts that the Demon Sect was also a great expert in magic circles.
Mo Zong said that he was a common man, but he naturally did not think so.
It was only then that the people in the sedan truly understood why the Demon Sect chose this road to leave the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Because this is not their trap against the Demon Sect, but the Demon Sect has already chosen this place as a trap to deal with them.
A loud sound.
It was like there was a hole in the sky.
A thin needle-like black smoke fell from the sky, and then grew rapidly, turning into a tent, pressing outside the Demon Sect.