Chapter 1200 A Vision Appears on the Ax Handle

Chapter 1200 A Vision Appears on the Ax Handle

The elders understood at a glance that these were the bloodstains of Qianyunzong disciples.

Before they entered the Wentian Pavilion, they left more than a hundred disciples of the Qianyun Sect outside, and set up a defensive formation to build an encirclement.

The Star Official Left Palm of the Destiny Palace led people to break in, he must have already broken the encirclement of the outside world and killed more than a hundred formal disciples.

The elders who brought their disciples looked at the ground in bewilderment.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to cry, but he couldn't say a word.

Mingkong Aoqing raised his head, looking at the thousand-year-old historic site that was falling apart, his hands clenched into fists and rattled.

"Destiny Palace, I am at odds with you!"

The collapse of the high pavilion stirred up smoke and dust, and dozens of streamers flew out of the smoke and dust, which were the escaped Heavenly Mandate Palace cultivators.

Ming Sijiu pointed to those streamers and reminded: "It's people from Tianming Palace, they must want to run away!"

"dream!"

Ming Kong Aoqing squeezed out two words from between his teeth, stretched out his hand and pulled off the sound transmission jade tablet from the belt of an elder next to him.

Inject energy and shout to the jade tablet: "Zi Lin!

The Destiny Palace destroyed Wo Wen Tian Pavilion, the celebration banquet was suspended, and Ming Chengxi and Ming Ding were asked to bring all the disciples here.

Today, I want these bastards from the Destiny Palace to come and go! "

The streamer flying out of the smoke did not leave, but fell to the other side of the basin.

Zuo Zhang Xingguan and the others wanted to find Mo Junrong and cover Mo Junrong back to Chentian Wonderland.

Where is Mo Junrong now?

He had just passed through the passage, flew out of the dark hole, and saw the roof smashing down.

Damn it, my luck is too bad, just when I came out, the Wentian Pavilion collapsed.

He had nowhere to hide, and it was too late to use the "Dragon Slaying Sword Art" to split the roof.

As a last resort, he could only lie on his side and straighten the handle of the ax of destiny.

With a muffled sound, the beam in the middle of the roof hit the ax handle and was firmly supported by the ax handle.

The other end of the ax handle rested on the masonry floor, and it fell down together with the roof and the ground.

Wentian Pavilion collapsed like a sand tower built of sand.

Mo Junrong was trapped between the roof and the masonry, and could only lie on his back in the narrow space.

The movement outside gradually became smaller, and Mo Junrong knew that the collapse was over.

With a slight lift of the wrist, the "Dragon Slaying Sword Art" was released, and the golden-red sword energy gushed upwards, instantly splitting the wooden beams and tiled roofs.

Without the protection of the power of magic soldiers, the bricks and tiles are as fragile as egg shells before picking them up.

The sunlight penetrated through the big hole and entered Mo Junrong's eyes.

He pulled the handle of the ax as a support with his left hand, and leaped out with the sword in his right hand, looking down at the ground.

The ruins of Wentian Pavilion piled up into a hill, and the smoke and dust aroused by the falling bricks and tiles rose into the sky, almost covering the entire basin.

There is a faint light flashing under the smoke and dust, which should be the energy of the practitioner.

The light is divided into two sides, and he knows in his heart that one side is from Tianming Palace, and the other side is probably from Qianyunzong.

But covered by smoke and dust, he couldn't see the specific figure clearly, and couldn't tell which side was the cultivator of the Destiny Palace.

Mo Junrong didn't dare to lower his height. If he made a mistake and broke into the group of Qianyun sect members, his ten lives would not be enough.

Rumbling, thunder suddenly sounded from behind, startling Mo Junrong.

When he looked back, his pupils shrank and his face looked embarrassed.

At some point, the originally clear sky turned gloomy, and the clouds piled up rapidly, becoming thicker and thicker.

Incandescent lightning flashed across the gaps in the clouds from time to time, illuminating the dark clouds and making Mo Junrong's heart tighten accordingly.

This is a vision of heaven and earth, trouble!

What I hold in my hand is only the handle of the axe, a part of the destiny of the divine weapon, not the complete divine weapon.

Unexpectedly, a part of the divine weapon can also trigger the vision of heaven and earth.

Qian Yunzong is holding a celebration banquet. Practitioners from all over the world are gathered together, and the number of practitioners is nearly 100,000.

Only the blind cannot see such a strong vision of heaven and earth in the sky.

Those cultivators will definitely ask the people of Qianyunzong, or fly over to check regardless of Qianyunzong's obstruction.

Once someone knows that the stone stick in his hand is the handle of the ax of destiny,

It will be under siege at that time.

Mo Junrong wanted to retreat, and wanted to fly away directly without joining the star official left.

He took off his coat, rolled up the handle of the ax and looked up at the sky again.

Seeing this gave him a headache.

The dark clouds in the sky still exist, and they slowly rotate into a vortex, with the center facing him.

Wrapping the handle of the ax with clothes is useless, the vision will not disappear.

Mo Junrong thought for a while, and then realized that it was not a question of whether the clothes were wrapped or not.

Breaking through the trial by himself, he just solved the defensive measures left by the ancestor of Qianyunzong and got the handle of the magic weapon.

But in fact, the ax handle didn't recognize the owner at all, and he just got it.

Divine soldiers who do not recognize their master will naturally release their power to the surroundings, causing the power of heaven and earth to flow and form a vision.

Of course, I still did something, disconnecting the connection between the ax handle and Wentian Pavilion, thus reducing the effect of the ax handle on breaking spells.

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Otherwise, if the magic-breaking effect is released, it is impossible for him to fly with the stone stick.

On the ground, the star official left palm looked around to find Mo Junrong's shadow.

Soon he saw a golden-red sword light gushing out from among the ruins, and then a figure sprang out.

He recognized the sword light of this color, it was definitely Mo Junrong.

Immediately afterwards, he saw clouds in the sky begin to gather, blocking the sun.

Thunder and lightning flashed among the clouds, creating a violent scene.

That's right, it's a vision of heaven and earth, and Mo Junrong got the handle of the axe of the divine soldier's destiny.

The vision appeared, and all practitioners who participated in the celebration banquet in Qianyunzong would see it, and someone would come to check the situation soon.

I have to hurry up and send Mo Junrong away safely, and let him return to Chentian Wonderland with the handle of the axe.

Mo Junrong's vague shadow stayed in the air without landing.

The star official on the left hand hesitated for a moment and realized that Mo Junrong couldn't tell where the cultivator of the Destiny Palace was, so he raised his hand to release the soft light of the power of the stars.

The bright brilliance pierced through the smoke and dust, and came into Mo Junrong's eyes.

After Mo Junrong saw it, he thought for a moment, but he still fell to the position where the light of the power of the stars rose.

The handle of the Destiny Axe will cause a vision of heaven and earth, and I can't leave alone, but I still have to rely on the help of the Destiny Palace practitioners.

On the other side, the elders of Qianyunzong also saw the dark clouds in the sky.

Ming Siqiu covered his red lips and gasped in disbelief: "It's a vision of heaven and earth, it's actually a vision of heaven and earth!

Those people from Tianming Palace are right, they are indeed here to find the magic weapon! "

Mingkong Aoqing frowned, the development of the matter has exceeded his expectations.

He never thought that there are magic soldiers in Wentian Pavilion!

There is no relevant record in the sect, and the previous suzerain did not leave a message.

Ming Sijiu has been in charge of the Wentian Pavilion for many years, and has traveled all over the place, but has never reported that there are magic weapons hidden in the pavilion.

How did the Destiny Palace know about this, and it's not a rumor, the magic weapon is really hidden in the pavilion.

Wait a minute, Mingkong Aoqing's body was shaken, the expression on his face was both gratified and angry.

"Launch an attack quickly, and the people from the Palace of Destiny can't take away the magic weapon!"