Unless the elders take action, no one can do anything to Mo Wangchen?
Hearing Luo Qingcheng's words, Fu Jingyan was shocked.
Is it true or not? Although he knew that Mo Wangchen was not weak in battle and even defeated the second senior brother of Shengyang Peak.
But in Tianzhu Peak, there are only a few people who can match Lu Ziyu's strength.
Could it be that those people over there couldn't jointly suppress Mo Wangchen?
What's more, there is still Yang Zhiyuan, a big disciple!
"Elder brother said it himself, he once fought against Yang Zhiyuan, and if the other party hadn't run away in time, he would have killed him long ago."
Luo Qingcheng smiled and said this.
"Really or not?"
Hearing this, Fu Jingyan was even more stunned. He had heard before that Mo Wangchen seemed to have had a fight with Yang Zhiyuan.
It was probably for this reason that Yang Zhiyuan asked him to trouble Mo Wangchen before.
But in Fu Jingyan's mind, in that battle, the two of them would have ended up in a draw at most.
However, I never expected that Yang Zhiyuan was almost killed?!
"Stop him and suppress him immediately!"
In the direction of Tianzhu Peak, Mo Wangchen was gradually approaching. Finally, someone couldn't calm down and was the first to take action.
The supreme divine light glowed between his palms, and the charm of the array law shrouded it, turning into a golden stream of light, as if it could transform everything in the world, and pressed towards Mo Wangchen.
The golden stream of light was like a celestial river, extremely huge, and instantly enveloped the entire sky, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.
This is a genius at the second level of the Emperor Realm. His most powerful method is his first move, which incorporates the power of laws and visions, causing the expressions of many people around him to change.
Boom!
In an instant, the stream of light pressed down, covering Mo Wangchen's entire body, swallowing him up, and seeming to suppress him there forever.
However, in the vast ocean of light, Mo Wangchen stood quietly on the spot, surrounded by the holy light. His holy body was released, and all the magic could not touch him. He allowed the terrifying golden light to come like a mountain, but he was completely isolated.
He was half a foot away and couldn't get closer at all.
Click!
In the end, the golden stream of light that looked like a celestial river broke apart in vain, like a mirror being shattered by someone. It instantly disintegrated and turned into boundless air waves that swept around, flying away those who couldn't react in time.
"What?"
"It's useless at all?!"
All the disciples at Tianzhu Peak were shocked. Seeing Mo Wangchen standing there quietly, unmoved at all, their expressions suddenly became serious.
"roll!"
Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, Mo Wangchen gave a cold shout, and then stretched out his big hand. Suddenly, an invisible force spread, knocking the person who had just taken action away, and hit hard at the foot of Tianzhu Peak.
On the rock wall.
Everyone was dumbfounded. He was a master of the second level of the Emperor Realm, and he was actually slapped away by Mo Wangchen. How powerful was he?
"He didn't even manifest the vision of law, so why did he shoot away a master of the second level of the Emperor Realm so easily?"
"It's the Immortal Sutra! Don't forget to cultivate the Immortal Sutra. Even if you don't use the laws and visions, you can easily defeat ordinary emperor-level experts!"
Amid the discussion among the people, at this moment, at the top of Lingdong Peak, Master Lingdong stood on the top of the extremely high mountain. With his eyes looking around, he could clearly see everything happening here.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had discovered something, "This boy's Immortal Scripture..."
“It’s actually the ‘Mingyu Taiqing Gong’ from Liuli Immortal Palace?!”
Master Lingdong was shocked. He had naturally heard that Mo Wangchen had cultivated the Immortal Sutra, but he had never seen him use it. Now, after Mo Wangchen used the power of the Immortal Sutra.
He faintly felt a familiar aura, which was actually the same as Mingyu Taiqing Gong of Liuli Immortal Palace.
That is the Immortal Scripture passed down from the Liuli Immortal Palace to the ancient times. Although it is incomplete, it seems that only the sons and goddesses of the past generations can practice it and inherit the position of Holy Lord. How could Mo Wangchen have it?
"His Mingyu Taiqing Gong... seems to be more perfect than the contemporary Liuli Holy Master...?"
This discovery made Ling Dong even more surprised.
Mo Wangchen is not from the Liuli Immortal Palace, but he has mastered the Mingyu Taiqing Kung which is more complete than the Holy Lord Liuli. If the Liuli Immortal Palace finds out, I don’t know what they will think.
"Don't forget Chen, don't be too arrogant. Although we have good combat power, I, Tianzhu Peak, am one of the Seven Meridians after all, and you are not the only one who can challenge me!"
In the direction of Tianzhu Peak, all the disciples of Tianzhu Peak had fear in their eyes at this moment, and they had a higher level of comparison with Mo Wangchen's strength.
Hearing what they said, Mo Wangchen looked indifferently and said, "Isn't one of the seven meridians very impressive? You may not be able to suppress me. Even Yang Zhiyuan was almost killed by me."
"Too arrogant!"
"Elder Senior Brother's cultivation is unfathomable. Even if we look at the entire Northern Immortal Territory, he can be regarded as the top powerhouse of the younger generation. Although you have some strength, you are still far behind compared to him!"
Everyone snorted and retorted, obviously not believing what Mo Wangchen said.
Are you kidding, who is Yang Zhiyuan? He is the top disciple of Tianzhu Peak, comparable to the Son of God in all holy places. But Mo Wangchen said that he could kill the opponent, which was undoubtedly a dream.
"Yang Zhiyuan, are you going to continue to be a coward?!"
However, Mo Wangchen completely ignored these people's words. He raised his eyes slightly and looked behind the disciples of Tianzhu Peak, his voice echoing loudly.
He knew that Yang Zhiyuan must also be paying attention to things here, but he just never came out.
Buzz!
After the words fell, the sun-shooting bow appeared in Mo Wangchen's hand.
"If you don't show up today, I will pick your entire Tianzhu Peak!"
After snorting coldly, Mo Wangchen immediately bowed his bow to the full moon, and his spiritual power condensed on the string, making him brilliant for a moment.
call out!
The arrows flew across the sky at extremely fast speeds, and in the blink of an eye they landed in front of a Tianzhu Peak disciple.
The arrow did not penetrate the opponent's chest, but exploded not far in front of him.
Boom!
The sound of the explosion spread all around, and the disciple was thrown away by a huge force, coughing up blood.
Whoosh!
Mo Wangchen stepped on the soles of his feet and flew up into the sky. His clothes moved automatically without wind, and the holy light surrounded his body. He drew the bow again and shot out.
The arrow flew down, dragging its long cyclone tail, and shot at another Tianzhu Peak disciple.
"Crush it for me!"
The disciple's expression changed drastically, and he felt the terrifying power of Mo Wangchen's arrow. He stretched out his palm, and a big void hand appeared, trying to smash Mo Wangchen's arrow.
However, the arrow pierced his empty hand directly, and the hand withered like a deflated balloon.
Bang!
The power of the arrow did not diminish, and it landed in front of the disciple, and then exploded again. The huge force lifted the opponent away, and he fell to the ground in the distance.