Chapter 7110: ink cloud soaring 2
After all, a strong person in the Mahayana period hits the bottleneck. If they can successfully ascend to immortality, it will be of great benefit to their cultivation. Therefore, once the news came out, not only all the members of the major forces arrived, but also some powerhouses who were hidden from the world. In the past two days, Leng Xuan saw three or four unfamiliar Mahayana powerhouses in a row. From this, it can be seen that the world of self-cultivation is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. And the disciples of Tenglong Hall had arrived at the Nine Heavens Holy Palace as early as yesterday. At this moment, everyone gathered in the hall, chatting there, waiting for the appearance of Mo Yun.
Taking advantage of this gap, Yao Wang found Leng Xuan and asked, "Have you asked Senior Mo about that Reverse Blade Spear?" Leng Xuan nodded and said, "I have asked, but he has no doubts about Reverse Blade. I don't know much about guns. Yao Lao, have you researched anything in the past two days?" Yao Wang shook his head and said, "That thing is much more bizarre than ordinary spiritual tools. I have used various methods to no avail." Leng Xuan Said: "You also know the situation of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace that day. My health is getting worse and worse. Yao Lao, you have to find a solution quickly." Yao Wang said angrily: "You know now, boy. Are you in a hurry? Why didn't you consider the consequences when you used it in the first place." Leng Xuan touched his nose, speechless.
As time went by, it was soon approaching evening. At this moment, the crowd on the martial arts field suddenly raised a burst of exclamations: "Look, come out." Hearing the shouts outside, Leng Xuan and the others rushed over from the hall. At this time, I saw Mo Yun carrying his hands on his back, slowly flying to the top of a towering mountain, and then sitting cross-legged. For the sake of safety, Mo Yun chose to rush to the pass, which was a few hundred meters away from the main hall of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace. Leng Xuan raised his head, stared at Mo Yun at the top, and prayed secretly, hoping that the other party would succeed once and that there would be no accidents. While thinking about it, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to gather towards the mountain crazily. At this moment, Mo Yun's body was like a bottomless pit, greedily absorbing those spiritual energy of heaven and earth. With the injection of that spiritual energy, the aura that burst out from his body became stronger and stronger, but the fluctuation of that infuriating energy seemed very unstable, as if it might burst at any time.
This situation lasted for half an hour. Leng Xuan could clearly feel that the aura of the surrounding world was gradually diminishing. At this moment, a mutation finally appeared in the sky above Mo Yun's head. I saw billowing clouds surging from all directions, gathering at the top of him. In that cloudy cloud, lightning flashes and thunder roars. A thick purple thunderbolt fell from the sky, as if it would tear the sky apart, with a terrifying momentum. Even though they were so far apart, Leng Xuan could still feel the terrifying power of the thunder and lightning. Although he practiced the nine-turn golden body martial arts, he felt that if the lightning struck him, even if he had a strong physical body protection, he would still be killed. After the thundercloud brewed for a while, a splendid purple light burst into bloom, rendering the sky purple. Immediately afterwards, countless thunder and lightning danced violently in the air, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
At this time, Mo Yun, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, suddenly stood up and charged towards the sea of thunder.