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One thousand six hundred and sixty-five chapters a palace

Chapter 1665 A Treasure Hall

Feeling the coldness on Mo Chen's body, Ling Yun knew that the other party would no longer show mercy to his subordinates.

He couldn't help but use his soul sound to ask Lao Yan: Lao Yan, how long will it take for you to do?

Young man, I have reached the last moment to suppress this innate Taoist soul. I only need to delay a little more time to completely subdue it and use it for the deity.

Once the deity has refined this innate soul, these little Luo Luos are not even qualified to carry shoes for me. So you can persist.

Lao Yan's voice rang slowly.

From the slightly weak sounds, we can also see that Lao Yan has consumed a lot of soul power to suppress the innate Taoist soul.

Do you need a last minute?

Lingyun's heart sank, and his expression became even more calm.

persist in.

How easy is it?

only.

Now that things have come to this point, Ling Yun has no choice.

Anyway, we have to delay a little more time.

Mo Chen was furious.

He was really angry.

How could he tolerate himself not being able to deal with such a boy?

He did underestimate Ling Yun before.

Therefore, although the means he used seemed extraordinary to the others, it was just the simplest means for him.

Then now, there is naturally no need to hide it.

It is also time for Ling Yun to see his true strength.

So after Mo Chen finished speaking, the martial arts aura on Mo Chen's body surged out like a huge wave, and finally turned into storms in the air.

None of these storms are simple storms.

Each storm contains the mystery of the nine levels of wind.

In addition, Mo Chen's own strength has caused these storms to give people an infinite power of destruction like atomic bombs.

Even the people from the Cangdaomen Tianzang Pavilion and the Haihun Hall were all filled with fear at this moment.

Even if they were such methods, they would have no power to resist.

If they are bombarded at them, they will be seriously injured if they are not killed.

really.

Mo Chen is going to take serious action.

That boy is dead.

He actually wanted to stop all of us by his own strength. This kid was just a whim.

He even used his rune methods, what other methods could he have? This time Mo Chen probably won't let him have a good time.

Alas, I didn't expect that Mo Chen's strength was stronger than I thought. Once he dealt with this kid, the innate Taoist soul would probably be completely occupied by him, and we would have no chance to fight.

Everyone was shocked by Mo Chen's methods.

Even though a few of them were third-level warriors in the Divine Martial Realm, they couldn't help but feel deeply awe of Mo Chen at this moment.

Martial arts strength, strength is the most important thing, and this is always the same.

Is the mystery of the Nine-fold Wind?

Ling Yun also frowned.

In Jiuzhou, there are very few pieces of mystery fragments that Ling Yun have appeared at the seventh level and above, so the mystery of wind and thunder that Ling Yun now masters are only at the peak of the sixth level.

The six-level mystery has no effect on Ling Yun anymore.

But the nine-level mystery is different.

That is already on the verge of mystery and is the highest level of mystery.

The power it can bring naturally cannot be underestimated.

What's more, Mo Chen is already powerful.

The two are combined, making the offensive that Mo Chen has shown extremely powerful.

Not to mention using Wanfu Killing, even if Ling Yun uses all his methods, he may not be able to resist the opponent's attack.

What's more, Ling Yun is still injured now.

If Ling Yun insisted on resisting, then those who were waiting for Ling Yun would probably have to lose half their life even if they did not die.

But Lao Yan has reached the last critical moment to suppress the innate Taoist soul.

Once he retreats, Lao Yan will be wasted all his previous efforts.

The Three Skills of Wind Anger and the Storm.

go.

Suddenly, Mo Chen shouted softly.

In front of him, a total of ten storms had completely condensed, and the killing power above the storm also soared to the extreme.

With Mo Chen squatting with both hands, ten storms were like ten atomic bombs and all rushed towards Ling Yun's position.

In an instant.

The sky is dark and the world seems to be collapsed.

The people from the Sky Burial Pavilion of Cangdaomen and the Sea Soul Hall have retreated far away, and each of them can't help but feel a little frightened.

And they all agreed that Ling Yun was definitely finished.

Forget it, I won’t believe it if I give it my best.

Ling Yun looked at the attack and felt a slump in his heart, and he planned to give up completely.

Once upon a time, Lao Yan helped Ling Yun a lot.

This time, Ling Yun would not give up no matter what.

Dragon Raid Magic.

The fourth seal of the Sword God Seal, explode!

Dragon Martial Sword Technique, Explode!

The third dragon martial totem, explode!

Jiuxuan Mystery Tower, explode!

The fourth technique of Lingxiao Star Staff Art, explode!

Realm Spirit Killing Array, Explode!

The Flying Dragon Finger in the Zhouxu, explode!

Yin-Yang Dragon Art, Explode!

Ten thousand talismans kill, explode!

This time, Ling Yun used almost all the means he had.

This is Ling Yun's last effort.

Only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope.

All the offensives rushed out, densely filled the entire sky.

It was also above the sky, colliding fiercely with Mo Chen's ten storm offensives.

However.

What made Ling Yun speechless was that even with the blessing of the Dragon Raid magical power, his offensive seemed a little small in front of Mo Chen's powerful means.

Although Lingyun's methods are more numerous, in the face of absolute strength, the number is useless.

So the collision ended soon.

It ended with Lingyun's offensive being smashed.

After Ling Yun's offensive was shattered, the remaining power of the ten storms still rushed straight to Ling Yun in an extremely powerful posture.

Looking at the storm's power that was growing in his pupils, Ling Yun suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

My own strength is still too weak.

Although no one can defeat Jiuzhou, it is still much worse than the martial arts masters in other sectors.

It seems that I can only use my body to resist.

But although his body is strong, how can he withstand the aftermath of such an offensive?

Ling Yun's expression began to dim for no reason at this moment.

But at this moment.

A fiery red figure jumped out from the painting of the universe on Ling Yun's body.

At the moment when the fiery red figure jumped out, a mini temple suddenly flew out of the fiery red figure and finally floated in the air, before everyone could come to their senses.

The mini hall was constantly enlarged, and in an instant it had turned into a huge temple dozens of meters tall.

The palace blocked Ling Yun's body, and endless demonic aura burst out from it.

Everyone looked shocked when they saw it.
Chapter completed!
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