Chapter 210 Battle of Zen Hall

Just when the Hehuan Sect and the people from Spirit Beast Mountain were about to surround and kill Yang Yuanzi, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

Buzzing.

A large area of ​​fiery red color suddenly appeared at the end of the road, followed by panicked screams from the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain, and they all put away their summoned spirit beasts.

Chen Mo and others couldn't help but look at the past, their expressions also changed greatly.

The overwhelming swarm of fire ants was coming from a distance unstoppably, devouring everything in its path. The corpses left behind turned into skeletons in just a short moment.

Immediately afterwards, these skeletons were corroded into ashes by the residual fire poison.

"Oh my God, there are so many!"

"Run quickly."

First, the disciples from Spirit Beast Mountain panicked and dispersed.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were shocked and were in chaos.

Even Taoist Scorpio, Master Yulu and Fairy Goupo who were besieging Yang Yuanzi also took a breath of cold air.

Such a huge ant colony.

Not to mention these Foundation-Building monks, even the Golden Core monks would probably have a narrow escape from such a huge ant colony and could only avoid their sharp edges.

In particular, the dozen or so poisonous flying scorpions controlled by Taoist Scorpio showed signs of being out of control, so he hurriedly put away these spiritual insects like the Qi training disciples.

"Two fellow Taoists, I'm sorry that I can't accompany you anymore."

Then he didn't hesitate at all and fled towards the mountain.

"hateful."

Although Yulu Zhenren and Goupo Fairy didn't want to fail, they saw that millions of ant colonies, each of which was more than ten centimeters in size, were approaching with the momentum of swallowing up mountains and rivers. If they didn't want to be buried here with Yang Yuanzi,

, and can only let it go.

"God will never die, I will remember what you have done!"

Yang Yuanzi's energy and blood were weak. After saying a harsh word, he ran away and disappeared.

Along the winding mountain road, everyone from the Hehuan Sect came to the meditation hall and took a short rest.

Fairy Goupo came out to appease everyone.

"There is a restricted protection here. The ants cannot approach. Everyone can rest here with peace of mind. Yang Yuanzi cannot survive this secret realm."

The Zen Hall is located at a crossroads.

Sure enough, as Fairy Gou Po said, when the ants approached, a faint Buddha's light emitted from the meditation hall, driving the ants away, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But just now.

In another direction, a group of Soul Valley disciples suddenly jumped out.

After these people discovered the ant colony, they were also frightened and hurriedly ran towards the meditation hall. Apparently they also wanted to avoid the ant colony through the ban on this place.

"Old Demon of Rain and Dew!!"

The leading Foundation-Building male cultivator among the Luopo Valley monks, after seeing the real Yulu, he immediately let out a hysterical roar, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

"Come and accept your fate!"

Immediately afterwards, he took out a flag-shaped magic weapon, and after it rose to two meters, he grasped it in his hand. From a distance of nearly a hundred meters, he waved it hard towards Master Yulu.

All of a sudden.

The cold wind blew violently.

Tip: Qi and blood-2.

Tip: Qi and blood -1.

Tip: Qi and blood...

Although the main direction of the foundation-building monk's attack was not on Chen Mo's side, he was also prompted to be harmed and was obviously affected.

The biting cold penetrates deep into the bone marrow and penetrates the soul.

This actually gave Chen Mo a delusional feeling, as if his blood was about to solidify.

His body couldn't help but tremble, and the reason was not just his body, but the continuous impact on his soul.

"Is this the power of Luolu Feng?"

The disciples of Hehuan Sect, who had just rested for a while, had no choice but to turn on their body-protecting auras and use various magic weapons to fight against the Luopo Valley disciples who broke into the ancestral hall.

"Hey, that person is the Luohun layman."

It was the Wind Whisperer who came closer to Chen Mo, and after snoring, he let out an excited laugh.

He was obviously very keen on this kind of small-scale team battle. He couldn't help but lick his lips. The income from entering the secret realm for just two days was worth the overall income from his previous two disaster missions. This world is really a mess.

A land of wealth.

Lost soul layman?

Chen Mo couldn't help but think of some clues he had investigated before.

The female cultivator from Luopo Valley who was the foundation-building cultivator of Yulu Master at the time was the junior sister of Luohun Layman.

With this, Master Yulu was promoted to the middle stage of foundation construction, but it also caused the Hehuan Sect and the Luopo Valley to fight for several years. Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and he also lost the demon doll, which can be said to be a mixed blessing.

"Our luck is really good enough."

Chen Mo laughed at himself.

In addition to the Luohun layman, there is another foundation-building female cultivator in the Luopo Valley, but the number of Qi training disciples is obviously less than that of the Hehuan Sect.

"I am Bai Qixiu in Luopo Valley, and I have learned from Taoist Yumu. The three of you have accepted."

A scene that shocked the three people appeared.

The war suddenly broke out, and the three people who were fishing in troubled waters on the edge of the river had not yet set off, but one person approached them and introduced himself to them.

He was dressed in white clothes, holding a folding fan, handsome in appearance and extraordinary in appearance.

"Concession? Go to hell!"

The Windspeaker seemed to be quite dissatisfied with this man's pretentious behavior, so he was furious and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Bai Qixiu was quite calm and calm.

Now, outside the meditation hall, it has been surrounded by a swarm of fire ants. It will take some time to leave completely. The two sides are fighting to the death due to the grudges between the elders of the sect. It can be said that each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

Advantages of Luo Po Valley.

First of all, the Hehuan Sect monks were in obviously poor condition.

Secondly, the space here is not large, and Luolu Feng has a huge area of ​​influence. If many brothers and sisters are constantly superimposed on each other, the power can be said to be doubled.

The advantage of the Hehuan Sect lies in the large number of people and the fact that the demons are not affected by the death energy environment of the secret realm.

The Wind Whisperer rushed towards Bai Qixiu and soon realized something was wrong.

The buzzing in his ears actually made his steps seem a little frivolous.

Chen Mo and Xue Ying couldn't help but look solemn on their faces.

Although these Luopo Valley disciples are fighting different enemies, every time they launch Luopo Wind, in addition to the Hehuan Sect disciples who are their main targets, other people nearby will also be affected by the aftermath.

Especially the two foundation-building monks.

It actually caused the Hehuan Sect monks who were nearly 100 meters around to be continuously affected.

The key is that when these waves are superimposed on each other, they will not only produce energy and blood damage, but also produce continuous spiritual attacks.

It's not a big deal for Chen Mo to rely on the boy's skill, but he needs to put on a white magic shield to resist it.

"I see."

After the Wind Whisperer approached Bai Qixiu for more than ten meters, he was slapped hard by his paper fan, and the wind of desolation surged over him, and he immediately understood the secret.

The Wind Whisperer glared at him fiercely, but finally chose to pull away and fly back, returning to Chen Mo and Xia Ying.

"Wait another 10 seconds."

Xiying indicated that his white magic shield was still cooling down, and the Wind Whisperer nodded silently.

Fairy Gou Po also noticed something was wrong.

Seeing many Hehuan Sect disciples stumbling around one after another, under the attack of the Luopo Valley monks, they were in chaos and were completely suppressed by the opponent.

On the other hand, the monks from Luopo Valley were neatly arranged and matched with each other exquisitely.

So she immediately shouted loudly.

"All the disciples listen to the order and follow my demon puppet to attack one place and tear their formation to pieces."

The monster monk clasped his hands together and summoned the phantom of the golden bell on his body again, then took the lead and rushed towards the many monks from the Valley of Desolation.

No matter how desolate the wind is raging around, the Golden Bell remains the same.
To be continued...