Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

As he spoke, Bai Ou Shizun stepped out into the black mist!

Behind the Bai Ou Shizun, all the Xuanxians saw this and followed them one after another.

After all, no one would really take a teenager in a fairyland seriously.

Inside Xiaofeng Pass, Mo Chen looked at these immortal-level powerhouses constantly entering the battle, and his dull face showed a rare smile.

Stabilized.

This nine-curved yellow river formation was not an imitation made by himself, but a genuine one borrowed from Master Xuantian!

Jiuqu Yellow River Array,

When the immortal enters the mortal, whoever enters will die!

In this formation, they are all immortal cultivators, so there is no burden to use the ink dust.

As soon as Shizun Bai Ou and others stepped into the black mist, they noticed something was wrong.

This formation is too weird and fierce. As soon as I stepped in, I lost my direction and couldn’t find the way to come.

Even more black winds hit, blowing everyone's breath, as if they were all weakened.

A group of Xuanxian Tianxian gathered next to World Zun Bai Ou, and said:

"World Honored One, this formation seems to be a bit evil, do we want to quit and make plans again?"

Bai Ou Shizun looked at the black mist rolling around, hehe laughed and said:

"How many threats can there be in the formation of the mere immortal, you wait to be wary of someone hiding in the formation to attack, it is the important thing, and the rest, leave it to this seat."

Everyone was faintly shocked, but after all, World Venerable Bai Ou was the only Golden Wonderland powerhouse among them. Since he had said so, then they couldn't say anything.

The White Lotus Root raised his hand to offer a piece of snow-white lotus root. On the lotus root, bursts of white light bloomed and shone towards the black mist ahead.

"break!"

The White Lotus gave a low voice, and the white light entered the black mist, but the next moment, what he expected did not happen.

The white light entered the sea like a mud cow, without making waves in the billowing black fog.

Seeing this scene, not only the monks around, but even the world's great white lotus root, his face changed slightly.

All of this was seen by the ink dust not far away,

As the manipulator of the Nine Trivial Yellow River Array, he can clearly know everything that happens in the Array, mobilize every place in the Array to attack the enemy.

Although he only controlled the most basic methods of use, he could only exert the lowest abilities of the Nine Trivial Yellow River Array, which could be used to deal with this little golden fairy, and it was enough.

Mo Chen raised his hand and waved, the black mist that the white light in front of World Venerable Bai Ou suddenly started pouring towards them.

Not only the black mist, but even the quiet black mist in all directions, like a raging river, swept toward them.

The expressions of the immortals changed:

"Master, no! They are starting to fight back."

A sneer appeared on Shizun Bai's face:

"What are you panicking, it's a mere illusion, this seat can be broken with a backhand!"

While talking, Master Bai Ou Root was full of white light, and his breath also climbed to the peak. He raised his hand and pressed against the billowing black mist.

"The Empty Door Future Sutra,"

"Baimang Handprint!"

boom!

He patted his hands directly on the billowing black mist, but the black mist did not disperse as he expected.

The complexion of Bai Ou Shizun changed drastically, but he was already unable to return to the sky.

The cultivators in the fairyland around them were also shocked, but even the Blessed Lotus Root could not avoid the black mist, they were even more helpless, and in the blink of an eye, they were all swallowed by the black mist.

Not long after, the black mist slowly dissipated, Bai Ou Shizun and others were already lying on the ground stumblingly, fainting.

Ink dust said lightly:

"Tie it up."

Beside him, several black dragon guards were dispatched in an instant, tied the crowd and pushed them out of the Jiuqu Yellow River array.

Mo Chen asked the Black Dragon Guard to tie them to the wooden poles in the school field, and the sergeants all around looked dumbfounded.

This, what is this situation?

In the blink of an eye, tied the opposing Golden Wonderland powerhouse?

Someone immediately notified the meeting hall, and everyone in the meeting hall hurried out. Seeing this scene, except for a few people such as Wu Qiao and Yi Wangchuan, the huge majority were shocked and stunned.

Even the three great masters are no exception.

Lu Fang looked at the fainted Blessed Root World Venerable on the ground, dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the same shock in each other's eyes.

They have not forgotten that, outside the capital of Dagan, a Dujin who had just stepped into the Golden Wonderland was so pressured that they could barely breathe.

But now, the Blessed Lotus Root, who has been a golden immortal for many years, was tied here by a cultivator in the fairyland within half a time of incense?

This, what happened to this?

Lu Fang turned his head to look at the ink dust and asked:

"Little friend Mo Chen, are you really a fairyland?"

The dull Mo Chen nodded, which was considered a response.

The corners of Lu Fang's mouth twitched slightly:

"Forgive me for offense, I really can't think of it, the cultivator of the Earth Fairyland, what method can be used to tie a golden fairy, nineteen profound immortals and a group of heavenly immortals here like dead dogs in less than half a stick of incense. ."

Everyone around heard the words, their faces were a little weird.

This metaphor...

Mo Chen suddenly felt a little embarrassed:

"Actually, this has little to do with me, mainly because the formation method borrowed from my master has worked."

Even if everyone had expected it in their hearts, when they heard Mo Chen say this personally, they still inevitably took a breath.

Since ancient times, they have never heard of any formation that can capture a golden immortal so effortlessly.

Not to mention golden immortals, even Xuanxian and even Tianxian are almost impossible things.

But this impossible scene was placed in front of everyone in this way,

Let them have to believe.

To be honest, if it weren't for Mo Chen's Junior Brother Xuanyuantai and a member of the Xuantian Clan, Zhang Jian would have doubted whether this guy had colluded with the other side, he should be in and out of the way, and be caught off guard.

Zhang Jian looked at the Bai Ou Shizun and others who were tied to the wooden pillar, and asked tentatively:

"Mo, Master Mo, who are these people now?"

Mo Chen was Xuanyuantai's junior, he didn't dare to learn from those Xuanxian Jinxian, calling him a little friend Daoyou.

Mo Chen said:

"They have been stripped of their internal cultivation bases in the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, and now they are just a group of better mortals."

hiss……

When everyone heard the words, they all took a breath.

Cut off, the body's cultivation base?

Jinxian will become a mortal before half a stick of incense?

Everyone was originally skeptical about Mo Chen's description of this formation, but now, they admire them.

In Banzhuxiang, a golden fairyland powerhouse can be reduced to a mortal with no cultivation level, not to mention Zhang Jian, Jiang Youxu and even the three ancient powerhouses of Bai Tu Chu Ba Lu Fang, are all unheard of.

Under the motion of the ink dust, the Black Dragon Guard directly took a few buckets of water and splashed it on the body of the White Lotus Root and the others.

Bai Ou Shizun and others, who had just passed out, were awakened by cold water one after another.

Bai Ou opened his eyes with difficulty, looking at everything in front of him, there was a paste in his mind:

"Where is this?"

Ink dust said lightly:

"This is Dagan Border Town, you are captured."

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