Seeing the dragon rain curtain that was still intact surrounded by the sword light prison, Zhu Caixuan was also surprised.
She couldn't help but look at Grandma Hu beside her, with a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes.
"Saint, I don't even know." Feeling the gaze of her saint, Grandma Hu smiled bitterly and shook her head repeatedly.
She stared at Jiaolong Yumu, her old face also full of shock.
She just said that Mr. Xiong's sword light prison at this moment can be said to be invincible under the Immortal Immortal, crushing all immortals.
Until now, she still insists on this view and believes that her judgment was not wrong.
However, why could such a terrifying sword light prison fail to break the aqua-blue rain curtain surrounding Mo Chuan?!
Could it be said that the defensive power of that layer of rain curtain has reached the level of Immortal Immortal?!
Grandma Hu was shocked and confused, and she kept making guesses in her mind.
the other side.
Qian Tieming's face became increasingly gloomy. He held back his anger, looked at Mr. Xiong, and said coldly:
"Old Xiong, you must give me an explanation. What is going on? Have you used all your strength?"
"I reiterate it again... I want to see Mo Chuan pierced by ten thousand swords!"
Mr. Xiong was scolded so badly that he felt extremely depressed.
He has really used all his true energy and his kendo artistic conception to unleash Sword Light Prison with all his strength!
But who would have thought that the water curtain created by Mo Chuan would be so abnormal, swallowing up the sword rays that imprisoned them one after another, making them solid and unshakable!
"Don't worry, Holy Son, I will definitely smash the water curtain and let Mo Chuan enjoy the feeling of being pierced by ten thousand swords." Mr. Xiong felt very unsure, but he could only bite the bullet and promise.
After saying that, he looked towards Mo Chuan, held his breath and concentrated, mobilized his whole body's energy, and maintained the sword light prison.
Whoosh!
Mo Chuan was surrounded by the sword light prison, and countless sword lights attacked him again and again.
But every attack, just like before, would be completely absorbed by Jiaolong Rain Curtain, without injuring Mo Chuan at all.
In the dragon rain curtain, Mo Chuan frowned, not paying attention to the attacks outside the rain curtain, but his thoughts changed rapidly.
The dragon rain curtain can only last for 30 seconds. He has to find a way to break the situation before the dragon rain curtain disappears.
The situation before us is indeed a dead end.
Mr. Xiong has a terrifying combat power of the Supreme Immortal level, while he himself can only be considered as a mid-to-upper-level combat power of the Great Immortal level at best. The gap in strength between the two is really quite big.
However, this does not mean that he can only sit back and wait for death.
Even if it is a dead end, as long as you try your best, you may not be able to find a way out!
After thinking deeply, Mo Chuan had a countermeasure in his mind. A strange light flashed in his eyes and he murmured to himself: "Now I have two ways to go."
"The first way is to feign death. After the dragon rain curtain disappears, let the sword light prison attack me. Then I secretly explode myself and pretend to be killed by the sword light prison. But in fact, it is just a waste of the scapegoat.
A chance to die."
After the scapegoat was repaired by him, he had three more chances to scapegoat.
Next, he used the surrogate function of the scapegoat to pretend to be dead, so that he could escape from the current death situation and no longer have to face the immortal-level combat power of Mr. Xiong.
"This way is feasible." Mo Chuan said secretly, and then he shook his head again, showed a wry smile, and said to himself: "But I am the only one who can survive."
He moved his gaze to look at Xu Siya and the two survivors at the end of the horizon, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
If he fakes his death and escapes, then Qian Tieming will definitely be furious because he missed his opportunity.
When the time comes, if he wants to vent his anger, Xu Siya and the two survivors will be the first to bear the brunt.
A trace of determination flashed in Mo Chuan's eyes, and he decided to give up pretending to die and escape this way.
In order to survive, leaving his companions behind and running away, this kind of thing...he couldn't do it!
"Then, there is only the second way...don't run away, and confront Mr. Xiong head-on!" Mo Chuan's expression became solemn.
In terms of combat power alone, he is indeed no match for Mr. Xiong.
But don't forget, he also has the trump card of Wuji Fire.
Wuji Fire is the legendary fairy fire. Especially after his combat power reaches the Taixian level, he can further control Wuji Fire and exert more power of Wuji Fire.
Using infinite fire to deal with Old Xiong, even if Old Xiong's combat power has reached the immortal level, it is still difficult to withstand him.
But the biggest question is, how can he attack Mr. Xiong with infinite fire?
Mr. Xiong is not a dead target. He is a living person, and he has lived for thousands of years. He is cunning and cautious, and there is no way that the Wuji Fire can attack him.
"I need a chance, a chance to make Mr. Xiong lose his mind."
"You don't need to be absent-minded for too long. In just a moment, I can use the artistic conception of space to send the infinite fire to Mr. Xiong's body instantly and let him be burned!"
Mo Chuan frowned, but how should he make Mr. Xiong lose his mind for a moment?
To make a Supreme Immortal lose consciousness for a short period of time?!