Mo Wen's current changes are naturally related to the straw raincoat he has. It is a special kind of spiritual weapon. Although I don't know what level of magic weapon the straw raincoat belonged to back then, even though it is now effective, it is not inferior to the Qingyuan realm, and it is even more practical...kushubayi

Because of the confusion of the straw raincoat, the tiger and beast ring could not find the target at all. They passed by Mo Wen without even meeting him.

"Purple Qi is rising to the sun."

The Lord Ye Rong did not expect Mo Wen to be so powerful, and easily defeated the combined attack of several people. Originally, she just wanted to prevent Mo Wen from escaping, but now she had to do her best.

Her slender jade-like purple gourd, a purple light flashed, and the purple gourd released an unprecedented light. A purple air spurted out from the mouth of the bottle. This time it was no longer a ball of gas, but turned into a purple knife, and the blade light condensed, like a real thing.

The purple knife appeared in front of Mo Wen in an instant, and flickered slightly and headed straight for his throat.

Mo Wen's pupils shrank and his body tightened. The purple knife made him feel a terrible sense of danger, which was definitely not an ordinary attack.

Without thinking, he shook his figure again and turned into a black mist. Purple light passed through the black mist, but what he didn't expect was that the purple knife seemed to lock him, and he turned back and killed him again, as if he had figured out Mo Wen's position. This time he was faster and more accurate and ruthless, so he had no chance to avoid it.

Mo Wen's face changed slightly. With a flash of his finger, the Holy Fire Sword appeared in his hand again. This time he did not dodge or avoid it. He was just a simple sword, but this sword merged with Yun Yao's power. It turned decay into magic and exerted the mystery of martial arts to its peak.

The purple sword collided with the sword tip, and a shocking ball of light burst out, causing many warriors watching the battle on the ground to subconsciously squint their eyes. In the light of the sky, countless sword energy instantly burst out. Each sword energy collided with a purple light, and it lasted for ten breaths before all the light slowly dissipated.

In the air, Mo Wen was still standing tall, holding a long sword of flame in his hand.

The Lord Ye Rong's face suddenly became gloomy. She had just released almost 80% of the power of the purple light gourd. If she had been replaced by any warrior in the late stage of the Golden Pill, she would probably be injured, but she did not hurt the young man.

The sword seemed simple, but it took over the purple aura sun that was famous for the Purple Qi Pavilion, which really shocked her.

Not to mention the Lord Ye Rong Pavilion, Bu Changkun and Jiang Pingzhou were also shocked at this time. The top warriors in the Qinggu Secret Realm knew each other well. Whoever had any abilities and trump cards knew each other.

Although Purple Qi Chaoyang is not the last trump card of Purple Qi Pavilion, it is also a terrible method of fame. If they face the purple Qi Chaoyang emitted by the purple light gourd, if they do not use some of the ability to hold the box, they may be seriously injured directly.

Jiang Jingtao was seriously injured because of Mo Wen's previous punch, and his combat effectiveness was reduced by at least half. He could not imagine that the boy's power could be so powerful.

Mo Wen held the Holy Fire Sword tightly, and looked at the powerful people surrounding him with a drowning look like water. A sensational aura emanated from his body. However, on the surface, he seemed to have the upper hand, but only he knew. His internal energy had been consumed by more than half of his attacks.

Although Bu Changkun and his men took action several times, their internal energy consumption was much smaller than that of him.

He used Lei Yao twice, and Yun Yao once, which consumed too much internal energy. Although Yun Yao was skillful and consumed not as exaggerated as Lei Yao, as a martial arts master, every time he used it, it was a considerable load for Mo Wen.

"He has not much internal energy left, and it won't take long to be slaughtered."

As a top existence in the Qinggu Secret Realm, his eyesight will naturally not be bad. Mo Wen’s current state was seen by all four of them.

Jiang Pingzhou grinned and kept sneering at Mo Wen. But at this time, no one launched an attack without authorization.

Although they knew that Mo Wen would not last long, they also knew that the dying warriors would be even more terrifying. At this time, no one was willing to make a first bird. The power displayed by Mo Wen had already caused fear to several top strong men in the Qinggu Secret Realm.

"What? I'm scared! Didn't you say I can only be slaughtered? Then come here."

Mo Wen looked at Jiang Pingzhou with a sneer. Among the four, he hated the old man Jiang Pingzhou the most. If he wanted to kill someone, he would definitely be the first to choose the old guy Jiang Pingzhou.

Jiang Pingzhou sneered and said nothing. He was not stupid. How could he be the first to be a leader at this time? If he wanted to take action, it would be a few people who would take action together, rather than meeting Mo Wen alone.

For a moment, the battle in the sky fell into a brief stop.

On the ground, Chen Wuhui was very anxious. If he continued to fight, something would definitely happen to Mo Wen. After all, no matter how strong a person was, he would not be able to fight against four top strong men.

Except for the peak Jindan warrior who is one level higher, no one can do it. Moreover, those people are not ordinary people, and each has a treasure that is powerful enough in his hands.

"Don't beat it, don't forget that the strongest treasures of Luofeng Sect are Yin Lingzhu and Ming Crying Bell."

Chen Wuhui shouted loudly, he couldn't get involved in the battle above, and could only use this method to divert everyone's attention.

Since I came to this hall, although I have seen many treasures, I have not seen the most precious Yin Ling Bead and Ming Crying Bell.

Not to mention anything else, the eight top-grade spiritual weapons cannot be compared with the Ming Crying Bell, because the Ming Crying Bell is a mysterious weapon.

Although the purple light gourd is said to be the closest to the mysterious weapon, it is not a mysterious weapon after all. Compared with the real mysterious weapon, there is still a big gap.

After Chen Wuhui said this, many people reacted. Indeed, the most precious Yin Ling Bead and Ming Crying Bell of Luofeng Sect have not been found. They were confused by the various treasures in the hall, especially the treasures on the eight stone pillars, which made many warriors ignore Yin Ling Bell and Ming Crying Bell.

After all, for the warriors in the hall, the top-grade spiritual weapons are the best treasures, and the mysterious weapons are almost no different from legends.

The four powerful men who were originally going to take action to deal with Mo Wen again paused, but at this time they also realized that there seemed to be no Yin Ling Bead or Ming Crying Bell on the stone pillar.

"Where is the Yin Ling Bead and the Ming Crying Bell?"

Bu Changkun narrowed his eyes and slowly swept his eyes in the hall, obviously looking for the whereabouts of the two treasures.

If you can obtain any of the Yin Ling Pearl and the Ming Crying Lyrics, the Five Beasts Sect can confirm the position of the first sect in the Qinggu Secret Realm, and the Purple Qi Pavilion can no longer compare with it.

Because in a small inner world like Qinggu Secret Realm, a mysterious weapon is the supreme symbol of traveling through the bloody life of rebirth.

The Lord Ye Rong and the others also set their eyes on the hall to scan the whereabouts of the treasure.

Mo Wen slowly took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, and a blue pill was everywhere from it. It was the pill he had refined in Wunian Gate before, and it had the effect of restoring internal energy. One pill would be enough to restore all his internal energy after half a quarter of an hour.

Now that he has enough spiritual medicines, his elixir resources are abundant enough, otherwise he would not dare to use the Three Yao Method at will.

After all, under normal circumstances, if a warrior at the Golden Elixir realm wants to recover his internal energy, he needs to meditate for at least half a day.

The four strong men put their minds on the Yin Ling Bead and Ming Crying Bell at this time, and ignored Mo Wen and let him swallow the pills. Don’t let him escape. The treasures on his body can be snatched sooner or later. If all the attention is placed on Mo Wen at this time, the Yin Ling Bead and Ming Crying Bell are snatched away by others, it will be a loss.

"If I expected it was not bad, the Yin Ling Bead and the Ming Crying Bell should be in the coffin below."

Mo Wen glanced at the ground, then sneered. The coffin had no reaction at this time except for the abnormality before, and it was no different from the ordinary coffin.

After he said this, he immediately provided a clue to everyone, and everyone's eyes looked at the red coffin almost the first time.

What Mo Wen said is really a great possibility. The hall is empty and large, but there are not many corners where things can be hidden. There is a lot of suspicion in that coffin, and it is definitely not easy to place the coffin here. It may be the coffin of the last generation of Luofeng Sect leader.

Some warriors had subconsciously moved towards the coffin, with their eyes full of unconcealed hot gazes.

"Hmph, I'll take a look first."

Jiang Pingzhou's eyes flashed twice in the air, then turned into a ray of light and rushed downwards. A strong wind blew up along the way, shaking several warriors trying to approach the coffin.

Because he missed the opportunity before, the treasure on the stone pillar was snatched half by Mo Wen. At this time, he didn't want to miss the opportunity again.

Bu Changkun and the Lord Ye Rong hesitated for a moment, glanced at Mo Wen, then gritted their teeth, followed Jiang Pingzhou and flew towards the red coffin.

They were worried that Mo Wen would run away at this time, and they were afraid that there would be Yin Ling Beads and Ming Crying Bells in the coffin, which gave Jiang Pingzhou the opportunity to take the lead. After measuring in their hearts, they still chose Yin Ling Beads and Ming Crying Bells. After all, all the treasures in the hall were probably not as precious as these two treasures.

Moreover, the Yin Ling Bead and the Ming Crying Bell are likely to be placed in that coffin.

"Don't ask, go quickly."

Seeing this, Chen Wuhui was overjoyed in his eyes. After shouting loudly, he didn't care about that much and ran out.

At this time, everyone focused on the coffin, which was most suitable for escaping. Wunian Gate also harvested many treasures in the hall. Although they were not as precious as treasures on the stone pillars, even the lower-grade spiritual weapons were still an absolute treasure. Many warriors had stared at him without any slightest eyes and were ready to snatch them at any time.

So Chen Wuhui was also uncomfortable in the hall. He naturally would not miss it if he had the opportunity to escape at this time. As for the Yin Lingzhu and Ming Crying Bell, he didn't think about it at all, because he had self-knowledge that something was not what Wunianmen should have, otherwise it would only cause trouble.
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