Among the continuous mountains, there were originally few people, but at this time, the valley in that place was full of people, and it was extremely excited.
On a green peak outside the valley, there are two figures standing on a green pine with their hands behind their backs. Around them, there is a powerful source of energy surging, exuding a tyrannical sense of oppression.
Both of them were wearing white robes, with a mysterious pattern of a majestic palace suspended in the clouds on their sleeves, which was the symbol of the Holy Palace.
The one on the left is named Wang Yuan, and the one on the right is named Ning Mo.
There are ten halls in the Holy Palace, and these two people are the chiefs of two of them, and their status is not low.
"These disciples of Cangxuan Sect are not very capable, but they are quite capable when they act like turtles." The man named Wang Yuan was somewhat tall and strong. He was carrying a black iron rod on his back. On top of the iron rod,
There are looming origin patterns.
At this time, he was looking at the valley in front of him with indifferent eyes. He could only see a huge source pattern barrier rising above the valley at this time, covering the valley.
The source pattern barrier is obviously not simple, and its defense power is amazing. Even for them, it is difficult to break it for a while.
Ning Mo on the side smiled. His long black hair was spread out, looking a little untidy. He said lazily: "That Jin Zhang is the chief of Lingwen Peak. He has extremely high attainments in Origin Patterns. He arranged the turtle barrier."
, it’s indeed a bit troublesome.”
"But it is ultimately useless. This source pattern barrier cannot last forever. As long as this place is surrounded, they will not be able to escape."
As he spoke, he waved his palm gently, and he saw silhouettes of people rushing towards the mountains around the valley. Those were the disciples of the Holy Palace. At this time, they surrounded the valley.
Surround.
Ning Mo raised his head and looked at the distance of this mountain range. Forces from all directions were coming from all directions. Then he watched from a distance, not daring to intervene in the fight here.
After all, both the Holy Palace and Cangxuan Sect are behemoths in Cangxuan Heaven, and they would not dare to get involved in this kind of giant dispute.
Of course, they are also curious. When these two behemoths collide, will the old overlord Cangxuan Sect win, or will the new overlord Holy Palace be better?
But looking at the current situation, it is obvious that Cangxuan Sect is at a disadvantage.
Under the gaze of many eyes in the distance, Ning Mo's figure slowly rose, with his feet on the source energy, standing outside the valley. His eyes looked at the valley within the source pattern boundary with a playful look, and a faint voice sounded.
: "Jin Zhang, why bother to resist any longer? If you honestly hand over all the Xuanyuan essence in your hands, I can let you leave safely."
"Ning Mo, stop dreaming. If you want the essence of Xuanyuan in our hands, then you should try to break my barrier first!" There was also a deep voice in the valley, it was Lingwen Peak.
Chief, Jin Zhang.
When Ning Mo heard this, he shook his head sarcastically and said, "It's true that I won't shed tears until I see the coffin. In this case, we can only search from the corpses of your Cangxuan Sect disciples."
"Ning Mo! You killed more than ten people from my sect. I, Jin Zhang, have recorded this account!" There was deep anger in Jin Zhang's voice.
"The weak prey on the strong. Since you have no ability, isn't it normal for you to be killed by us?" Ning Mo smiled, then stopped talking to Jin Zhang, turned back to the top of the mountain and sat down cross-legged, staring with cold eyes.
The valley shrouded by the source pattern barrier.
"Let's see how long you can last."
He waved his sleeves and saw nearly a hundred disciples of the Holy Palace on the hills surrounding the valley immediately taking action. The powerful Origin Qi offensive roared out overwhelmingly and landed on the Origin Pattern barrier, causing ripples.
In the distance, there were many eyes cast from afar. When they saw the Cangxuan Sect's team blocked in the valley, they all secretly shook their heads and whispered to each other.
"This team of Cangxuan Sect seems to be in trouble."
"Yes, who would have thought that there would be two chiefs of the Holy Palace in this area. Wang Yuan and Ning Mo, among the ten chiefs of the Holy Palace, are both in the upper reaches and are not easy to mess with."
"It is said that in the past, some disciples of Cangxuan Sect died at the hands of the two chiefs."
"Tsk, tsk, these two giant sects are really bitter enemies. When they meet, they will fight to the death..."
"Haha, there is no peace when the old and new overlords alternate. However, it depends on the strength. If the Cangxuan Sect's team is destroyed here, it will be a big blow to the Cangxuan Sect's reputation."
"..."
The various forces commented, but they all had the mentality of watching a show. After all, in their view, it would be a good thing for the two giant sects to fight each other, so that they would have the opportunity to pick up the slack.
So time passed quickly under the siege of the Holy Palace and the cold eyes of other forces.
Two days later.
The roaring sound was still echoing in the mountains. The source pattern barrier outside the valley was rippling violently, and it seemed faintly thin.
Looking at it like this, the source pattern barrier is obviously about to reach its limit.
Ning Mo looked at this scene with a smile and said: "Jin Zhang, this is the last chance. If you are still ignorant and wait until the barrier is broken, don't blame me for going on a killing spree."
There was silence in the valley.
Ning Mo flicked his cuffs with his slender fingers and said casually: "Do you think I don't know what you want to do by delaying here deliberately? Don't you just want to wait for your fellow disciples of Cangxuan Sect to come to the rescue?"
"The chief disciples of your Cangxuan Sect generation, except for Tang Muxin of Cangxuan Peak and Xie Yan of Leiyu Peak, the other chief disciples are weaker. According to the information from our Holy Palace, Tang Muxin and Xie Yan are currently in other
In the area, we might not be able to get here at all if we compete with the other chiefs of the Holy Palace."
"So even if someone comes, it's just some other chiefs. But if they come, they're probably just delivering food."
There was sarcasm in his eyes, obviously seeing through Jin Zhang's intentions, but instead of panicking, he was willing to wait, because they were also using Jin Zhang and others as bait.
If we can attract another Cangxuan Sect team and destroy them, we will surely be able to harvest a lot of Xuanyuan essence.
In the valley shrouded by the Origin Pattern Barrier, Jin Zhang was sitting cross-legged on a boulder. At this time, his face was cloudy and uncertain. Apparently, he had not expected that Ning Mo and others had such a big appetite that they actually wanted to use them as...
bait.
Around Jinzhang, there were dozens of Cangxuan Sect disciples, but at this time, their morale was low and they still had some injuries on their bodies.
"Chief Jinzhang, what should I do? I'm afraid the source pattern barrier won't be able to hold on for too long." Beside him, a disciple asked in a low voice.
Jin Zhang looked at the disciples who were looking at him eagerly, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "If the barrier is broken later, I will stop it with all my strength, and you will disperse and retreat immediately, and then look for the other chief disciples."
When the other disciples heard this, their expressions changed, obviously they heard the intention of sacrificing one's life in Jin Zhang's words.
"Needless to say, as the chief, I naturally have the obligation to protect you. It was my carelessness this time, and I was ambushed by them, resulting in the casualties of my fellow disciples." Jin Zhang interrupted everyone who was about to speak with a stern expression.
Everyone was silent, but there was sadness in their eyes.
Click!
And at this moment, there was a sudden cracking sound on the barrier, causing the expressions of the Cangxuan Sect disciples present to change. They looked up sharply and saw cracks emerging on the barrier.
boom!
Finally, when the cracks spread, the huge barrier finally reached its limit and exploded.
Everyone in the valley was immediately exposed to many eager eyes.
In mid-air, Ning Mo looked at this scene with a smile and sighed: "It's a pity. It seems that this turtle shell can't protect you. Jin Zhang, your Cangxuan Sect is really worse than the last generation..."
On his body, powerful Origin Qi began to surge, bringing huge oppression.
Obviously, he was ready to take action.
In that valley, Jin Zhang also took a deep breath, gathered the power of his soul between his brows, and a source pattern pen appeared in his hand, shouting: "You are ready to withdraw!"
"Haha, you are in such a state, do you still dare to fight with me? Then don't blame me for being ruthless." When Ning Mo saw this scene, the corner of his mouth raised a hint of ridicule.
Then, his eyes became cold and he stopped talking nonsense. He took one step and took action.
call out!
However, the moment he took his steps, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded from the sky and the earth, and a black light seemed to penetrate the void, cunning and fierce, pointed directly at Ning Mo.
Ning Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and the steps he took suddenly retracted.
Whoosh!
The black light flew past his body, and the sharp sound of breaking wind was heart-stopping.
"Who?!" A cold look flashed across Ning Mo's face. He raised his head and looked to the west. At the same time, many eyes from the sky and the earth were also projected in shock. Obviously, they did not expect this.
At that time, someone actually dared to come and stroke the tiger’s beard.
Under the gaze of many eyes, a somewhat blurred figure slowly appeared on a solitary peak not far from the valley.
He stretched out his palm and grasped it gently. The black light reflected back and fell into his palm. It turned out to be a mottled black pen, with its snow-white hair like the tip of a spear, pointing diagonally at the ground.
In the valley, Jin Zhang and other disciples also looked over, and then a deep shock appeared in their eyes. Obviously they did not expect that the person coming would be this one...
"Where did this blind thing come from? Are you looking for death?" Ning Mo stared at the figure in the distance with gloomy eyes and said indifferently.
On top of the solitary peak, the figure first glanced at Jin Zhang and others in the valley, and then turned to Ning Mo. He smiled, showing his white teeth, but the words he said made everyone in the mountain range stunned.
It's for the sake of silence.
"This bastard from the Holy Palace...you really think that no one in Cangxuan Sect can conquer you, right?"
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