Chapter four hundred and eighty second violent shot
But no matter how far the ice and snow extended, it was always only one step away from Chen Hao, and it seemed that he could never catch up.
After a while, the snow stopped.
Boom boom boom...
Thunder crackled in the void.
As the dazzling electric light flashed in the air, thick thunder roared and fell down.
How could there be no thunder in the wind and thunder killing array?
In an instant, the entire void trembled and became extremely shiny.
Under such strong light, anyone would be blinded.
Chen Hao also closed his eyes, scanned the changes in the gas detector with his spiritual consciousness, and continued walking on a safe route.
The thunder was deafening, falling one after another, hitting Chen Hao's front, back, left, and right, close at hand.
But it just didn't hit Chen Hao and missed everything perfectly.
Chen Hao looked calm, and even took out the black sword, flying sword and other magic weapons he had obtained previously from the Nine-Turn Exquisite Tower, and used a trace of thunder power to wipe out the remaining spiritual imprints of the sword-browed young man and others inside.
Inside the palace, a pair of cold eyes stared at Chen Hao, who was walking calmly in the wind and thunder killing formation, showing an expression of incomprehensible shock.
This is a fourth-level formation. Even Nascent Soul realm monks who are proficient in formations must be careful when coming.
How did this young man who only had the advanced cultivation level of Qi Refining be able to act like he was walking in the back garden?
As Chen Hao moved forward, the thunder gradually became less and less, and the ice and snow slowly melted until they disappeared completely.
The qi fluctuations also stopped, and the void space returned to its original state.
The wind and thunder killing array passed.
Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
The Wind and Thunder Killing Formation is the strongest expression of the fourth-level formation, and there should be no more attacks later.
Sure enough, as he walked out of the formation, his energy did not change at all.
The huge palace is no longer a few hundred meters away, but very close.
Carved railings and jade masonry, pavilions, corridors and waterside pavilions, glazed jade tiles, gorgeous stone lions, incense burners and golden cranes...
Just like what I saw from a distance, the palace was gleaming with gold, and everything seemed to be an extremely precious treasure.
But Chen Hao soon discovered that these things and the palace were connected as one, like a huge statue. They seemed to be different parts, but in fact they were inseparable.
Suddenly, Chen Hao focused his eyes and found a figure sitting motionless with his head bowed on a white marble step.
It was Mo Tianwang.
Chen Hao was surprised that Mo Tianwang disappeared in the wind and thunder killing array. He thought Mo Tianwang was dead, but he didn't expect that he would arrive in the palace.
Chen Hao did not step forward, but raised his magic power cautiously and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Mo!"
Mo Tianwang's sudden disappearance and sudden arrival at the palace was so strange that he naturally became wary.
Mo Tianwang remained motionless and did not respond.
Chen Hao's consciousness swept through and found that his heartbeat and breathing were normal. It seemed that he had fainted.
Chen Hao flicked out a ray of magic power with his fingers and penetrated into the Baihui point on the top of Mo Tianwang's head.
Baihui point is an important point for the mind. When stimulated, people will generally become awake.
Sure enough, after a moment, Mo Tianwang moved and slowly raised his head.
He looked dull, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to have no reaction to the outside world.
Chen Hao shouted: "Fellow Daoist Mo, are you okay?"
Mo Tianwang heard the sound and slowly turned his head to look at him. Gradually, his eyes returned to normal, and he said in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Chen, what happened? Why did we suddenly arrive in the palace?"
As he spoke, he stood up and looked around in surprise.
Chen Hao was stunned: "You don't know anything?"
Mo Tianwang said: "I just remember that you and I were walking towards the palace, and then the formation changed again. You told me to be careful, it was the wind and thunder killing formation. I was about to speak when suddenly my vision went dark and I lost consciousness. Then I opened my eyes again.
Open your eyes, it’s now.”
"oh?"
Chen Hao's expression changed when he heard this.
It was impossible for the Wind and Thunder Killing Formation to knock Mo Tianwang unconscious and then teleport him to the palace.
There was no one else in the void space, so it could only be the mysterious existence that was spying on them.
Being able to silence and abduct a late-stage Qi-refining cultivator in the wind and thunder killing array, this mysterious existence is obviously much more powerful than him and Mo Tianwang.
But since he is stronger than them, why not attack directly instead of doing it secretly?
Mo Tianwang seemed to have returned to normal. He walked towards Chen Hao and asked, "Fellow Daoist Chen, did you come to the palace this way?"
Chen Hao shook his head: "No."
He was about to tell how he got here, when he suddenly felt a warning sign.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, stop and don't come over."
Chen Hao immediately backed away and looked at Mo Tianwang with full vigilance.
Mo Tianwang stopped in shock: "What's wrong with you, Fellow Daoist Chen? Don't you believe me?"
Chen Hao said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Mo, it's not that I don't believe you, but this matter is a bit weird. Until we find out more about it, it's best for us to keep a certain distance."
As he spoke, his consciousness kept scanning Mo Tianwang, but he found no problem at all.
But the sense of crisis in my heart became stronger and stronger as Mo Tianwang approached.
Mo Tianwang said helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, are you too careful?"
Chen Hao said: "Be careful with the Wannian Ship."
Suddenly something moved in his heart: "Friend Daoist Mo, do you still remember whose spiritual consciousness it was that coveted you when we were in the ancestral hall?"
A flash of panic flashed in Mo Tianwang's eyes: "There are so many people in the ancestral hall, how can I remember who they are?"
Chen Hao felt cold in his heart, but remained calm on the surface and said, "It's the old woman in red. You were very angry at that time and threatened her a few times. Have you forgotten?"
Mo Tianwang suddenly realized: "I remembered, yes, she was the old woman who pretended to be tender and disgusting. I didn't expect that she was immune to illusion attacks. Fortunately, you killed me, otherwise I would definitely have suffered from her poisonous hands."
He patted his head in annoyance and said as if to explain: "I don't know what happened. After I woke up just now, my head felt dizzy. It obviously happened not long ago, but I can't remember it."
Chen Hao walked towards him with a smile: "It's normal. It was like this when I first woke up. Now I believe you, Fellow Daoist Mo."
Mo Tianwang said happily: "That's good."
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were so close that they were only two or three steps away.
Suddenly, Chen Hao struck violently, and his endless sky-splitting edge was like a turbulent wave, slashing hard at Mo Tianwang.
At the same time, the Huangfeng Sword, Qingfeng Sword, and Chifeng Sword shot out from Chen Hao's body, forming a three-color sword that emitted thousands of sword lights and enveloped Mo Tianwang within tens of meters.
Although the incident happened suddenly, Mo Tianwang's reaction was surprisingly fast. He raised his hands and instantly an oil-paper umbrella opened to cover his whole body.
Bang bang bang...
The light from the sky-splitting edge and the three-color edge sword hit the oil-paper umbrella, knocking Mo Tianwang back repeatedly, but did not hurt him.
When Chen Hao saw this, his eyes turned cold and he stopped attacking.
After Mo Tianwang neutralized the edge and sword light, he also put away his oil-paper umbrella and looked at Chen Hao with a cold and ferocious expression.