Green Plum Fairy Road

The sudden appearance of so many powerhouses in the Golden Immortal realm in front of him not only shocked Mo He, but also shocked the other human immortals around him.

The strong of the golden immortal realm usually appear on the battlefield, that is, so few. When they fight, they will even avoid the front battlefield and open up the battlefield to fight on their own, because the destructive power of the strong golden immortal is too strong.

This is the case for a few strong golden immortals, if so many strong golden immortals all at once meet each other, it will be a terrifying combat power.

Several golden immortal experts on the human side looked at the so many golden immortals of the spirit race, and at this moment they couldn't help but feel refreshed, and immediately stopped.

"I'll say it again. Let's stop here. My Spirit Race has paid enough. If you wait to move on, then prepare for a battle!" It's the slender Spirit Race facing the Human Race. The fairy said.

The presence of so many golden immortals here has already demonstrated their determination to give up a fight. They have given way back. Then they can't just show weakness, but show their own strength.

At this time, Mo He was carefully looking at the golden immortals of these spirit races. So many golden immortal experts appeared together. In addition to the visual shock it brought, the demeanor of each of them was not suppressed by others.

Most of the spiritual gold immortals look no different from the human races in appearance, but some of them are very distinctive in shape, which will leave a deep impression in the heart when people see it.

By the golden immortals of the individual spirit races, their immortal treasures are still floating. They are extremely powerful treasures, and they look even more extraordinary when set against each other.

"Two big stars, plus a few main stars, if this price is enough, it would be too easy. I want to block us here. With you, I am afraid that there are still fewer people!" Human Race After several golden immortal experts on one side were silent for a short time, the one who had just spoken continued to speak again, his words still did not flinch.

What about more than fifty golden immortals, the Human race is not without it. If it really fights, the Human race can mobilize more golden immortals than this number, even if the spiritual background is stronger than expected, but now they are Encountered on three sides, the strength is definitely not as good as the human side.

As the human golden fairy's voice fell, a gap in space opened up beside the golden fairy.

Seeing this space crack appearing, Mo He thought that the golden immortal of the human race would also appear on a large scale. As a result, only one figure came out of the space, but it was this figure that brought deterrence. The strength is not inferior to the more than fifty golden immortals opposite.

"Mighty One!" Mo He saw the figure walking out of the space, his eyes lighted up involuntarily. This was a human being of the human race he had seen during the war before, although his strength might be better than It is not Ling Xu, but as a powerful person, the power will not be low.

With the appearance of this mighty man, the sense of deterrence brought by the fifty-odd spirit clan golden immortals on the opposite side seemed to disappear in an instant.

"I have seen Senior Dao Wu!" Several experts in the Golden Immortal realm, at the same time bowed slightly to salute the mighty ones who appeared beside them, and deliberately let their voices spread.

"Dao Wu!" After hearing this name, Mo He immediately knew the identity of this mighty person in his heart. The other party was one of the Taishi Dao lineages, the founder of the Human Race Wushixianmen, and the earliest human race. One of the immortals.

Dao Wu nodded to the golden immortals, and then looked at the golden immortals of the spiritual race in front of him. Perhaps it was the advantage of quantity, which gave these golden immortals of the spirit race more confidence, or they were early to this situation. It was predicted that under Dao Wu's gaze, the golden immortals of the spirit race did not look at him timidly, and did not show the awe of seeing the mighty.

Seeing the reaction of these spiritual gold immortals, Dao Wu suddenly felt a mysterious Taoist rhyme. He raised his hands at the same time and drew two semicircles clockwise toward the outside of his body. The speed was not fast, but his two palms were not fast. There are afterimages in the starry sky,

Mo He looked at Dao Wu's movements, as if from his two palms, he sensed an endless rhyme of Dao, weird and harmonious.

As the afterimages of the opponent's hands overlapped with his hands, the long golden rope in front of him was suddenly stretched straight, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

The slender Golden Fairy of the Spirit Race just secretly said a bad word in his heart, but shortly afterwards, he saw the long golden rope that had been straightened, and suddenly it was cut off and pulled into hundreds of pieces. The golden light covered on the surface of the long rope quickly became dim and disappeared at the moment it broke.

When this golden long rope was broken, the buffer between the spirit race and the human race disappeared immediately. More than fifty spiritual masters in the Golden Fairy realm really did not hesitate at all, and at the same time they moved towards Dao Wu. The attack launched.

In the starry sky, light that surpassed the brilliance of the sun and the moon burst out in an instant, and there was an aura that almost overwhelmed the starry sky. The power of more than fifty golden immortal powerhouses together made the space completely shattered.

At this moment, the Xuanyuan Gourd in the Mohe Yuanshen sent an extremely strong warning to Mo He. With his current position, he was definitely within the scope of this powerful attack, and such a powerful attack, For Mohe, it was definitely a deadly attack that was hard to stop.

Beyond the brilliance of the sun and the moon, causing the space to collapse one by one, Mo He already felt that death was getting closer and closer to him, but he also knew in his heart that there would be nothing wrong with him, because there was a great man on the human side. The capable is standing here.

Just as this feeling of death is approaching, all of the light in front of Mo He's eyes disappeared suddenly, and even the space destroyed by the light was instantly restored as before, as if time had turned back in an instant.

At this time, Dao Wu Step took a step forward, walking like a flat ground in the starry sky, his posture was very comfortable and leisurely, but the mysterious Dao rhyme on his body became a little deeper.

"Everything has a beginning, no beginning and end!" Dao Wu, who walked forward slowly, sounded slowly, not from his ears, but from everyone's heart.

With this sound that came to mind, Dao Wu had already walked to the front of a Spirit Race Golden Immortal, raised his palm, and quickly patted the Spirit Race Golden Immortal.

There are so many spiritual gold immortals in the starry sky. Seeing Dao Wu slap this palm, they once again tried to stop them. The spiritual strong man in the golden immortal realm also displayed his own methods in an attempt to escape. Through this blow.

What's interesting is that the method used by this spiritual clan Jinxian can be distinguished from the rhyme of Taoism, and it seems that it is also the inheritor of Taishi Tao.

So many spirit clan powerhouses in the Golden Immortal realm wanted to stop Dao Wu. This time their attack did not look as great as the previous one, but the threat was greater than the previous one. However, such an attack is In front of Dao Wu, he didn't see the slightest movement at all, and this powerful attack disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

Seeing Dao Wu's palm, he was about to shoot the golden fairy of the spiritual race, and when the other party could not escape, Mo He couldn't help but cast his eyes on the golden fairy of the spiritual race, and there was a faint expectation in his heart. , If this palm is true, will he witness the fall of a strong golden immortal? This is something Mo He is really looking forward to.

However, Mo He's expectation can only be expected in the end, because just when Dao Wu's palm was about to shoot the spiritual gold immortal, the palm that had been covered with purple and golden light came out of space. Appeared, colliding with Dao Wu's palm.

The two palms collided together, and the entire space around them trembled. Finally, the owner of the palm appeared in the starry sky, and it was Zichen of the Spirit Race.

At the moment when Zi Chen appeared, Mo He suddenly felt his heart tighten, because he vaguely felt that as soon as Zi Chen appeared, he seemed to stare at him immediately.

Although Mo He knew that Zi Chen would never do anything to himself in this World War I, but facing the prying eyes of a powerful man, he still felt a lot of pressure.

Dao Wu's palm was blocked by Zi Chen, and there was no unexpected expression on his face either, it seemed that Zi Chen's appearance was originally expected.

Zi Chen looked at Dao Wu in front of him, his expression was also very calm, the purple nebula at the center of his eyebrows whirled slightly, and there was an invisible deterrent in the calm.

"Go away!" Zi Chen slowly said as he looked at Dao Wu.

"I'm afraid that won't work, the Spirit Race must give enough explanation!" Dao Wu looked at Zi Chen, his tone still calmly replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on Zi Chen's body suddenly became fierce, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into the center of the vast starry sky, with purple-golden light shining on his body, and the nebula at the center of his eyebrows suddenly accelerated.

"Retreat by yourself, or retreat!" Zi Chen looked at Dao Wu, and when he said this, he raised his hand, the endless starlight condensed in his palm, and shot towards Dao Wu in front of him.

"Then let me learn about fellow Daoist skills and see how big a gap exists between fellow Daoist and I." Facing Zi Chen's palm, Dao Wu did not flinch, and both hands shot forward at the same time. The faint light shining on the palm of the hand seemed to be the beginning and the end of everything, so mysterious.

This collision between the two mighty men ultimately produced a very small momentum, the space did not move, nor did it spread to the surroundings, but the danger in it was even greater than the power that seemed to destroy the world. terrible.

Seeing the two mighty men fight, among those golden immortals of the Spirit Race, suddenly one of them looked at the people on the Human Race side, and aimed at one of the Human Race Golden Immortals, and a dark green divine light shot out from his hand. , Directly hit the golden fairy.

His attack did not hurt the human golden immortal, but with his attack, the golden immortal strong men of the spiritual race seemed to wake up from a dream, and they turned their eyes to the human immortal. A few, immediately attacked.