Natural fairy species

Normally, sect cultivators are stronger than family cultivators and casual cultivators.

With a well-inherited spiritual weapon that is more suitable for oneself, and the secret supernatural powers passed down from generation to generation, it is natural to win at the starting line.

What's more, at this moment, the elders of the Qingfeng sect established the foundation two against one, which quickly put the two elders of the Mo family at a disadvantage, and there was a lot of danger.

"Good trick, this pair of silver claws is very weird!"

Standing on the deck, Bai Zichen watched the life-and-death fight among the foundation-building monks at close range, and learned from it.

The spiritual weapon used by Elder Zhang is a pair of silver flying claws, which appear and disappear from time to time among the imperial envoys.

The Mo Family Foundation Establishment cultivator didn't notice for a while, but the silver claw broke through the protective spirit weapon, and an arm was forcibly torn off.

The Mo family cultivator groaned in pain, and blood spurted wildly from the severed arm.

He showed despair, and spit out a mouthful of blood: "I can't live, you die with me!"

A raging flame shot up into the sky, accompanied by a clear phoenix cry.

The nearest Fengxing Shuo was pushed away by the ring of fire, a wall of water fell from the top, the water and fire intersected, and a large amount of mist rose up.

Elder Zhang was in a mess, supporting another elder of the Qingfeng sect.

This person's complexion was pale and his expression was fatigued. He was obviously seriously injured by the blow that awakened the blood power of the Mo family before they died of old age.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, for your help..."

Before dying of old age, the Mo family burned their essence and blood to raise their cultivation level by one level, which is equivalent to a blow of anger from a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

If Elder Zhang hadn't blocked it with a green leaf defensive spirit weapon, he might have fallen here.

"As it should be, no thanks."

After adjusting his breath for a while, Elder Zhang joined the battle on the other side again.

"You sects are like dogs... Qingfengmen blocked my way to form alchemy, and ghostsmen lied to me on the way to reinforcements. Then kill them, let me fight a piece of the world for the Mo family!"

Seeing his family members fall down one after another, Mo Qianyuan roared like a madman as if his red eyes were about to bleed.

Anyway, the drop of Qingling chalcedony sent by Ghost Spirit Sect as a deposit has already been entrusted, so I will fight happily to fight for a way out for the future of the Mo family.

With Mo Qianyuan at the center, the spiritual power of the fire element gathered around him like a furnace, burning even the air.

"Fire Phoenix True Feather!"

Liang Yu felt as if he was facing a big enemy, looking at the red plume that Mo Qianyuan sacrificed, which was about a foot long and short, exuding a palpitating coercion.

This feeling is like facing a real person who is forming an alchemy!

A jade seal in the shape of a turtle was sacrificed, and a huge phantom of the tortoise appeared behind him, with all four feet on the ground, and grew several times as if it had taken root on the ground.

Pei Dongyong, who was skimming at the side, also took two steps forward, holding a book in his hand, ready to make a move at any time.

It has always been rumored that the Mo family has the true fire phoenix plume, which is the feather that faded from the body of the fourth-order fire phoenix, with a trace of true fire phoenix blood.

It can be used to refine weapons, which is enough to be the main material of top-grade magic weapons.

But it has never appeared in the eyes of outsiders, and gradually everyone regards it as a rumor.

At the moment of the family's life and death, Mo Qianyuan took out the final hole card, and combined with the secret method, this fire phoenix true plume seemed to be able to display a great supernatural power.

"You have been laughing at my bloodline of the Mo family, which only knows how to reproduce, and does not see any magical powers of the fire element. It is falsely called the bloodline of the fire phoenix, and even has the influence of mental madness and irritability... Let the black mountain monks see what the bloodline of the fire phoenix is ​​today!"

Mo Qianyuan's right hand formed a claw, tore open the flesh and blood on his chest, picked up the fire phoenix feather and stuffed it in forcefully.

The blood soaked this red feather, adding a touch of strange luster. His original cultivation level in the late stage of foundation establishment was actually rising steadily.

"No, he is using the Fire Phoenix True Feather to improve his cultivation..."

Liang Yu didn't hesitate anymore, and took out a golden talisman with a big bronze tripod painted on it, bursting out with a strong aura.

With his strong mana in the later stage of foundation establishment, inject it into this golden talisman.

There was an ancient bronze knocking sound, and the bronze cauldron appeared, with the powerful aura of magic weapon, it went straight to Mo Qianyuan's town.

Four hundred years ago in the Hall of Law Enforcement, the Tiangang Treasure Tripod Talisman was left by a master of the alchemy stage.

At this moment, Mo Qianyuan was no longer human-like, with red feathers growing out of his body, and blood holes drilled out, which were instantly healed by the powerful spiritual power attached to the Huofeng True Feather.

Facing the talisman treasure of Tiangang Baoding Ding, Mo Qianyuan did not hide or dodge. With a long roar, a fire phoenix soared into the sky and bumped into the bronze cauldron.

boom!

The violent sound waves oscillated, Liang Yu's face turned pale, and he manipulated the Tiangang treasure tripod to turn the talisman, and huge runes flew out of the tripod, forming a rune net, sealing and imprisoning the surrounding area.

Otherwise, the spiritual power of the fire element would condense like a bird chasing a phoenix, endlessly.

Mo Qianyuan has the will to die, and because of the fusion of the fire phoenix real plume, he has rushed to the realm of foundation establishment, and he will do his best every time he collides. Anyway, the fire phoenix real feather in his body continuously provides fire spiritual power.

With such a rough absorption method, Mo Qianyuan's body was already riddled with holes from the impact of fire-type spiritual power, but he was able to quickly replenish his mana when he was fighting for his life, but he was evenly divided with Liang Yudou.

You know, Liang Yu has been in charge of the Hall of Law Enforcement for many years, and his strength can be called the top three foundation-building monks in Montenegro.

When the Tiangang Baoding was refined back then, ancient spiritual materials were used to reach the rank of a top-grade magic weapon. Its power is second to none among the talisman treasures passed down from the Qingfeng Sect.

"Zhi'er, it's time...to go!"

Mo Qianyuan's eyes suddenly regained a sliver of clarity, his arms opened, and the fire phoenix fluttered with its wings, fixing the Tiangang treasure tripod talisman in place.

I saw a red beam shot out from that huge flying boat in the double ring mountain, it disappeared in a flash, hundreds of feet away.

Judging by Chi Lian's power, he is clearly a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Mo Changzhi... so you have not gone mad, you have already entered the Foundation Establishment!"

Pei Dongyong suddenly realized, and grabbed Chi Lian with a big crystal clear hand.

Mo Changzhi is the grandson of Mo Qianyuan, and the recognized successor of the Huofeng Mo family before Mo Changkong, but when the news came out 20 years ago that he broke through the realm and refined Qi successfully, he went crazy and hurt his foundation.

Who would have thought that the foundation had been secretly established successfully.

Huofeng Mo's clan didn't have five foundations, but six!

Mo Changzhi's Chi Lian was extremely agile, and Pei Dongyong's innate five-element mastery failed with just one stretch.

Hovering in the air, let out a mournful cry, and rushed towards the nearest Fengxing Shuo.

"Junior Brother Pei, this person is wearing the neon clothes and feathers handed down from the Mo family's ancestors, and he is not afraid of spells... Use a spiritual weapon to deal with him!"

Liang Yu was held back by the fire phoenix fluttering its wings frantically, and the Tiangang treasure tripod talisman shook violently, and he couldn't spare his hands to help.

Pei Moji threw out a long book, which was about ten feet long, and caught up with him from behind, only missing Mo Changzhi by a hair.

"Where did the foundation-building monks come from? Of the five foundation-building monks of the Mo family, two rebelled, two were killed, and the last one was trapped by Master Liang..."

Bai Zichen was still appreciating the fighting skills among high-ranking monks, thinking about the difference between learning the fighting skills in the foundation building period, when he saw the rabbit rising and falling, the red training had already rolled towards his Fengxing shuttle.

With Chi Lian's speed, there was no way to avoid it on the narrow deck, and behind him were a group of Fudian disciples who collapsed from exhaustion and an elder who passed out in a coma.

Bai Zichen gritted his teeth, propped up the red-covered orb umbrella, and dropped the two swords into his hands. The surface of the skin under the Taoist robe was already shining with five-crystal luster.