Pirate's Nest Order

Although the protective power of those light masks wrapped around the coffee table is not low and can block the warriors of the middle stage of Jindan for a quarter of an hour, they cannot block the power of the warriors of the late stage of Jindan.

After the light shield shattered, Mo Wen rolled up his sleeves, and the mace immediately flew out and flew directly to Chen Wuhui's Gundam Dawn on the side.

Low-grade spiritual weapons are almost useless to Mo Wen, but they are of great significance to Wu Nian Sect.

So Mo Wen generously gave the spiritual weapon to Chen Wuhui. After all, the stronger the Wu Nian Sect was, the more beneficial it would be to him.

"Thank you, little friend Mo Qiao."

Chen Wuhui rolled up his sleeves and rolled up the spiritual weapon into his sleeves. He slightly cupped his hands towards Mo Wen with a look of gratitude in his eyes.

Maybe Mo Wen doesn't like low-grade spiritual weapons, but spiritual weapons are priceless things after all. Even if you can't use them, you can still exchange them for other treasures. Even sects like the Five Beasts Sect and the Purple Air Pavilion cannot give away a spiritual weapon to others casually.

Mo Wen said nothing. His figure flashed and appeared in front of the next light mask. With two punches, the light mask shattered and turned into light spots and dissipated in the air. A spiritual weapon was exposed. Mo Wen waved his hand. The spiritual weapon flew towards Chen Wuhui again.

Following the same pattern, in a short time, Mo Wen shattered three light masks and obtained three spiritual weapons for Wu Nian Sect.

At this time, an elder from the Purple Air Pavilion had barely managed to break a light mask, while other warriors had not even broken a single light mask. The difference in efficiency was clear at a glance.

After Bu Changkun tried several times again. He finally gave up on flying up the stone pillar. At this time, he also knew that with his ability, he couldn't fly up at all.

He glanced down and raised his eyebrows slightly. Wei Wei snorted coldly, and then the figure swooped down and flew directly towards the light masks on the ground. As for the other warriors in the late Jin Dynasty, they had given up before that and returned to the ground one after another, bombarding the light shields to fight for more treasures for their sects.

after all. If they are too persistent. If you waste time on useless things, you will most likely miss out on the treasures on the stone pillars. You will also lose a lot of treasures on the coffee tables, and you will lose everything.

With the addition of several late-stage Jindan warriors, Mo Wen's advantage suddenly became much smaller. However, he was one step ahead of the others, so the Wu Nian Sect still harvested the most treasures among all the sects.

A moment's work. All the masks were shattered, and all the treasures on the ground were divided up by the major ancient martial arts sects.

"Hmph, Wu Nian Sect got a big deal."

The leader of the Medical Sect, Jiang Pingzhou, snorted coldly and looked at Mo Wen and Chen Wuhui with some unkind eyes. Previously, Mo Wen ignored the treasures on the stone pillars and focused on the treasures on the ground, and harvested more treasures than them. At least ten of the thirty treasures on the coffee table were in the hands of Mo Wen and Chen Wuhui.

"Why, the dignified master of the medical sect doesn't eat meat. He comes here to grab soup from us, and you envy others for drinking too much?"

Mo Wen said calmly. The implication was obviously a satire on Jiang Pingzhou who overestimated his ability to snatch the treasure on the stone pillar, and then became envious and jealous of those like them who settled for the next best thing after he failed.

"No, how come the Medical Sect is such a big sect and has a leader who is so disregarding his identity and image."

Chen Wuhui shook his head and sighed, singing along with Mo Wen.

"You are seeking death!"

Jiang Pingzhou didn't expect it. Mo Wen and Chen Wuhui actually dared to mock him in public like this. The Medical Sect may not be the most powerful sect in the Qinggu Secret Realm, but he is the exclusive favorite of the oldest warrior among the warriors here. CEO, keep a low profile. In terms of cultivation, I am afraid that Bu Changkun and Ye Rong Pavilion Master are not as good as him. Who would dare to talk to him like this? If he endures it any longer, I am afraid that he, the master of the medical sect, will no longer need to be in the position.

A terrifying aura erupted from Jiang Pingzhou's body, his white robe blew, and strong winds swept around him. Several warriors standing around him retreated one after another, and they were all a little unsteady.

The white shadow flashed, and Jiang Pingzhou's figure appeared in front of Mo Wen. The terrifying inner energy shrouded him, and a hand grabbed Mo Wen's throat with lightning speed. The surrounding space was almost completely filled with Jiang Pingzhou's terrifying energy. His inner energy was completely blocked. If he were a warrior in the early stage of the Golden Core, he would not be able to dodge his claws and would have to be slaughtered.

But Mo Wen just shook his shoulders slightly, and a breeze swept across the ground, and the blockade formed by Jiang Pingzhou's inner energy disappeared in an instant. Mo Wen's figure seemed to be integrated into the breeze. When the wind disappeared, his figure also appeared ten meters away. Everything happened naturally and silently.

Jiang Pingzhou's attack was completely defeated.

Lord Ye Rong and Bu Changkun, who were standing not far away, looked at Mo Wen fiercely, with a bit of shock in their eyes. The moment Mo Wen dodged Jiang Pingzhou's attack, even though they couldn't see the doorway or traces, it was What kind of movement is so magical!

Jiang Pingzhou also changed his eyes slightly and looked at Mo Wen solemnly. He knew that Mo Wen was very strong, so in that blow just now, he showed all his advantages in cultivation. He hoped that with his strong cultivation, Suppress Mo Wen.

But he didn't expect that no matter how advanced his cultivation was, Mo Wen was like a ball of cotton, with no strength at all.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for such a thing to happen. Mo Wen must have practiced some magical martial arts to achieve this.

"Old man, don't blame me for not warning you. If you fight internally at this time, your life may be in danger."

Mo Wen said with a cold face that the reason why he dodge was not because he was afraid of Jiang Pingzhou, but because there were other dangers in this hall.

"Insanity!"

Jiang Pingzhou was absolutely furious. This young man was really not an ordinary arrogant person. This is equivalent to pointing at his nose and saying that he does not know whether to live or die.

"My life is not guaranteed. I want to see how my life is not saved!"

His body was shaking with anger, and he was ready to fight Mo Wen at all costs and kill this little beast under his palms.

But at this time, an accident happened.

The eight large stone pillars between them suddenly burst into a dazzling light. The next moment, a white curtain of light fell from the sky, instantly covering the entire hall.

"It's snowing!" A warrior shouted subconsciously.

"It's so cold!"

"What's going on? It's so cold! My body is stiff."

……

All the warriors in the hall immediately realized that something was wrong with the surrounding environment. Snowflakes were slowly falling from the sky, and an astonishing chill filled the hall. Not to mention ordinary people, even warriors in the Golden Core realm would be there. Frozen in this cold air.

In just a moment, the main hall was covered with a heavy layer of snow, and everything that came into sight was covered in silver.

Whoosh whoosh!

There are walls on all sides, but a strong wind suddenly blows in the hall. The strong wind not only makes the air colder, but also like a knife, constantly blowing on the warriors, please look for it. It was like knives hitting their bodies, forcing them to circulate their inner energy to form a protective shield to resist the cold wind.

For a moment, all the warriors seemed to be standing in the wind and snow, and it was an unusual wind and snow.

Mo Wen squinted his eyes slightly, and an invisible flame arose within his body, slowly dispelling the astonishing coldness. It was obvious that some mysterious power had been aroused just now, and such a strange scene appeared in the hall. It was very similar to the snowstorm formation of Wu Nian Sect, but the cold effect was ten times that of the snowstorm formation.

Due to the sudden change, Jiang Pingzhou had to give up attacking Mo Wen and looked around him warily.

"Another formation."

Ye Rong Pavilion Master Liu frowned slightly and continued to circulate her inner energy to dispel the terrible cold air. In such an environment, even she was struggling, let alone other warriors. This hall may not be as simple as they imagined.

Suddenly, Bu Changkun turned his head sharply, his eyes fixed on the mahogany coffin in the center of the hall. Although all the warriors saw it, no one paid attention to the coffin, but focused on the hall. on top of the treasure.

After all, with the treasure in front of them, no one is interested in paying attention to a person who died many years ago.

But at this time, the mahogany coffin was emitting a coquettish red light, like a ruby. The snow-covered hall was particularly eerie.

Almost at the same time, everyone subconsciously looked at the coffin. No one expected that a coffin would have such a strange phenomenon.

Mo Wen clenched his fist, his eyes full of vigilance, and with a flip of his wrist, the Qing Yuan realm appeared in his hand.

"What it is!"

A warrior suddenly pointed to the sky, and saw the red coffin emitting a red light, shining on the dome of the hall. Then something like a picture scroll fell from the sky.

When the scroll fell fifty meters from the ground, it suddenly unfolded, and then golden beans continued to fall down.

Each warrior looked at this scene inexplicably, wondering what was happening and why beans were falling from the sky.

Mo Wen's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind blew up, sweeping away all the beans that fell towards him.

When Chen Wuhui next to him saw this, although he didn't understand why, he imitated him and swept away all the beans around him.

In just a moment, the beans fell to the ground one after another.

Ahhhhh!

Almost at the same time, screams continued to sound, metal collided, and the sound of swords and halberds clashed.

In the main hall, at some point, soldiers wearing armor and holding swords, guns and halberds suddenly appeared. Those soldiers waved the weapons in their hands and ruthlessly attacked the warriors in the hall. Many warriors were caught off guard and fell into a trap. Got hit.

"Sure enough, the legendary talisman of sowing beans and forming an army is such a powerful talisman."

Mo Wen glanced at the main hall and felt a little cold in his heart. Suddenly there were more than a hundred soldiers in armor in the main hall, and those soldiers were not ordinary soldiers, but the legendary soldiers who spread beans by spreading beans.