Dressed as Master's Heartblood

Chapter 15 Master... Mo Changli!

There was a loud bang, and after the spirit training whip collided with the barrier, the surroundings shook violently, and calm returned for a moment.

Mo Changli stepped forward to test it, but the barrier had been shattered, and all the disciples present exclaimed in amazement, "As expected of Elder Wuzheng, with a wave of this training whip, I'm afraid there is nothing in the world that can stop it."

When they saw the thousands of hanging corpses in Qinghuan Town, they were already terrified in their hearts. Seeing that the barrier was opened, they all fled away in a swarm. Only the disciples of Qiwu Peak and Misty Peak in Nantang stood there. Waiting for Mo Changli to speak.

This place was by no means a place to stay for a long time, and it was no longer within his control. Here, Mo Changli felt a powerful force, trapping them as chess pieces like a prepared chess game.

"Leave here quickly. The new disciples will try another time. I will go back and discuss with the other elders."

Mo Changli rarely frowned. In this spirit-forming continent, he had encountered thousands of evil spirits and had refined countless evil spirits of different levels. But today, this mere third-level evil spirit could actually contain so many evil spirits. Break out from his enchantment for the first time.

And this Qinghuan Town is shrouded in a mysterious force, and the mummy trapped in it has long been a puppet that can be manipulated by others, and can become a time bomb at any time.

"Jin Fengyi, Nangongyao, Fei Ruxi. The three of you hurriedly lead the disciples to evacuate here and return to Nantang." Mo Changli said seriously.

"What about you, Master!"

"What about you, elder!"

Fei Ruxi and Nangong Yao spoke almost at the same time. Mo Changli waved the spirit training whip in his hand and looked at the large number of mummies arriving in front. While setting up a blocking barrier in front, he said: "I'll stay and arrange the barrier." In order to prevent these mummies from going out and causing trouble in all directions, you should leave quickly and go back to inform the elders to come and help me."

Those mummies came fiercely, with small red petals emitting from the inside out of their bodies, flying in the air, and exploding into a ball of flames when they landed.

Fortunately, Mo Changli's results stopped them, and they slammed into the barrier layer by layer like moths to a flame, surrounded by deafening explosions and blinding flames.

"Hurry up and go!" Mo Changli yelled again when he saw that the disciples were standing still, obviously shocked by the scene in front of them.

The current situation was very difficult, those mummies were trapped outside his barrier, but the red petals flying all over the sky fell from the sky, like flying snow all over the sky, seeming to surround them.

It was too late to leave, those red petals fell densely, and the disciples dodged around like trapped animals. They tried their best to cover themselves in the enchantment they formed, and when the petals fell, they exploded once. Their cultivation base is not high, and some even just learned the art of spirit formation, so the enchantment formed cannot withstand scrutiny, and the enchantment will be completely shattered when one or two petals fall.

Mo Changli had no choice but to free up his hands to form a protective shield to cover them all.

He propped up two barriers by himself, one side was attacked by menacing mummies, and the other side was endless petal explosions. Even though he was a spiritual sect, he was a little overwhelmed. The five claws pierced the flesh deeply. At this moment, he was gradually losing strength.

Dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, he bit his lips tightly and tried to hold on, carrying the lives of dozens of disciples on his shoulders, how could he fall down.

But all the disciples could only worry under the protection of his enchantment. In the face of this disaster, they were too insignificant, and going out would only add chaos to Mo Changli.

Fei Ruxi looked at Mo Changli in the barrier. He frowned slightly. While guarding the two barriers, he was looking for a breakthrough. He turned around in the air. Fei Ruxi saw scarlet on his shoulder. Five shocking blood holes were poked out on his shoulders.

Fei Ruxi was in pain just looking at her, but Mo Changli remained silent, acting like a normal person, supporting them all by himself.

A melodious sound of the flute came from all directions, and the bodies of the mummy gradually expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were stimulated by something, they roared into the sky, and the strange and desolate sound resounded through the sky.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and their tall and mighty bodies hit the barrier one after another. Every time they hit, the ground shook violently.

The barrier that Mo Changli had propped up was broken shortly after, his body was suspended in mid-air, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight to the ground, kicking up a cloud of flying dust.

"Master!"

"Elder Wuzheng!"

Seeing that Mo Changli was injured, all the disciples raised their hearts. They wanted to break out of the protective circle that Mo Changli had set up for them, and try their best to advance and retreat with him.

"Don't come here, stay in the barrier and don't move, otherwise, drive out of Nantang!" Seeing that they were about to run towards him, Mo Changli shouted, stood up with his body, and thickened the barrier again. layer.

He was exhausted, and the Spirit Training Whip turned into a barrier to protect him, but right in front of him, countless corpses whose bodies had been doubled in size ran towards him ferociously.

It might be difficult for him to deal with it alone, not to mention that he has to be distracted to protect these fledgling disciples behind him.

Fei Ruxi saw him dressed in white clothes, holding a spiritual whip in his hand, standing firm in front of everyone with his flesh and blood, like a standing cold pine, lonely and lonely, an unspeakable feeling surged in her heart. Suddenly, he could forgive him for watching her frightened and disturbed many times with a blank face.

"Master!" She stepped forward and rushed out of the barrier, Jin Fengyi grabbed her and dragged her into the barrier.

It was too dangerous outside, any petal could blow her to pieces.

Mo Changli heard her call and turned around. He was slightly startled and ordered: "Go back!"

While speaking, a large number of mummified corpses surrounded him, and they surged up one after another, completely engulfing Mo Changli's figure.

Nangong Yao frowned when she saw this. She didn't care about her own safety and wanted to rush out of the barrier. Fei Ruxi quickly grabbed her and dragged her to the disciple behind her. She pushed Jin Fengyi away with all her strength. , quickly ran towards the white spot surrounded by mummies.

At this moment, she forgot her fear, and her mind was full of the shocking wound on Mo Changli's shoulder, and his posture standing alone in the wind. This plane is offline.

She ran desperately towards the direction where Mo Changli was, when suddenly there was a strong wind and dust filled the sky, she felt that she was about to be blown away, her eyes couldn't be opened, the bits and pieces of sand and dust hit her body like a needle prick generally.

"Master... Mo Changli...!!!" She yelled Mo Changli's name aimlessly, her voice was hoarse and her throat hurt.

(End of this chapter)