Chapter 985 My Name Is Mo Cang
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Seeing Venerable Blood Soul showing his handprints and preparing to open the golden coffin, Chu Yan's expression darkened immediately, and he was about to slash out with his sword.
However, just when Chu Yan lifted the Haotian Sword, there was a crackling sound from the golden coffin.
Under Chu Yan's astonished gaze, the lid of the golden coffin moved slowly
Seeing this scene, Chu Yan was slightly startled, and immediately mobilized his spiritual consciousness to cover the golden coffin, and at the same time, he was fully on guard.
Boom!
In less than three breaths, the lid of the golden coffin, which seemed to be moving extremely slowly, fell to the ground with a loud noise.
"What the hell!?"
Chu Yan stared straight at the golden coffin, swept over with his divine sense, but found nothing, as if it was an empty coffin, but, in the golden coffin with the lid opened, there was an extremely strong and evil spirit. Qi has already rushed out suddenly, and in an instant, it swept the entire stone palace.
call!
A gust of dark wind suddenly blew through the stone hall, and black evil spirits rose continuously from the golden sarcophagus.
The next moment, a tall figure slowly stood up from the golden coffin.
This person was dressed in a gold-rimmed black robe, with his back facing Chu Yan, and his whole body was covered in a large robe, so he couldn't see his figure clearly at all, but Chu Yan subconsciously felt that this figure was somewhat familiar.
Immediately, under Chu Yan's gaze, the tall figure slowly turned around and looked at Chu Yan.
The moment he saw that face, Chu Yan's face suddenly darkened, and his pupils shrank fiercely!
"Moxie!?"
Chu Yan exclaimed suddenly, staring at the black-robed man in front of him, his face full of disbelief.
How could this young lord of the sub-Hallmaster of the Black Blood Temple in the Extreme North Continent appear here? Moreover, seeing the expression of the Venerable Blood Soul next to him, he was extremely respectful to him.
Suddenly, Chu Yan was full of doubts. How could Mo Xie lie in the coffin?
As far as Chu Yan knows, between the Black Blood Temple in Extreme North Continent and Zhongtian Continent,
There are very few contacts, and, with Mo Xie's cultivation and status, it should not be so respectful for Venerable Blood Soul!
"You are Mo Xie!?"
Chu Yan asked softly.
However, when "Mo Xie" on the opposite side heard Chu Yan's voice and slowly raised his head, Chu Yan suddenly became suspicious of his guess.
There is a strong evil spirit on this person, which is completely different from the Mo Xie that Chu Yan knew before. Coupled with those eyes, Chu Yan feels that these are not eyes that a living person can have at all.
Empty, empty, full of lifelessness, without a trace of life!
"die!"
Mo Xie opened his mouth and landed a single word, as if frost had landed on the ground. The gloomy air made Chu Yan tremble involuntarily.
Swish!
Mo Xie's figure flashed, and his whole body turned into a stream of black light, rushing towards Chu Yan at a speed as fast as a thunderbolt.
Rumble!
A black fist glow, with the momentum of thunder and thunder, seemed to be able to blast the whole world into powder, and smashed at Chu Yan with boundless power.
The power of the fist was shocking, and the void in all directions was shattered at the same time. In an instant, the evil spirit of the entire stone hall gathered towards the black fist light like a thousand rivers returning to the sea.
"So strong!?"
Chu Yan's expression froze for a moment, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he raised his hand and slashed out, facing the fist light.
The reason why it is said to be strong is that on the one hand, when Chu Yan and Mo Xie fought last time, the opponent's strength was simply unimpressive, but now, it is completely different from the Mo Xie that Chu Yan met back then.
boom!
The sword light and the fist print intersected, and the sky exploded. The black and colorful vigor rushed in all directions, and there was a loud explosion.
This attack was like the sun, the moon and the stars colliding, and the remaining energy of the blast blasted the sky, the air exploded, and the entire stone palace trembled violently.
Drum, pedal, pedal!
The air wave rolled away, and Chu Yan's body retreated suddenly. After retreating more than ten steps in a row, he barely stood still. When he raised his head to look at Mo Xie, his face was extremely solemn.
Rumble!
The stone hall trembled violently, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, and the gravel on the roof of the hall kept falling down in a sputtering manner.
"This person is definitely not Mo Xie!"
Chu Yan subconsciously made a judgment. If this person is really Mo Xie, with such strength and talent, he is stronger than himself. people.
Whoosh!
When Mo Xie saw Chu Yan, he only took a few steps back. Suddenly, a pair of bloody eyes burst into flames, and his murderous aura rushed out of the table. He suddenly raised his hand, and another huge black fist was thrown out fiercely.
Rumble!
The fist passed, the void collapsed, and the fist print was like a giant peak gathered by the evil spirit, crushing everything, and the vast and incomparable power of the fist, like a mountain rampant, attacked Chu Yan.
"who are you!?"
Seeing this punch, Chu Yan's face suddenly changed, and his pupils shrank sharply. The combat power of this punch has far surpassed the cultivation base of a low-ranking Martial Venerable Realm expert. for.
You must know that the valley in front of you is named "Spirit Calling Valley" by the Black Blood Temple, and it is a place dedicated to refining yin puppets. However, if the other party is a high-level yin puppet, it is impossible for Venerable Blood Soul to be so respectful to him. , Yin puppet has no soul, it is absolutely impossible to speak.
The huge black fist print rushes forward, suppressing the entire void, moving towards where Chu Yan is, and crushing it fiercely. For a moment, the power contained in the fist print seems to be able to shatter the entire world.
call! call!
The raging evil spirit continuously surged out from Mo Xie's body. Moreover, from the moment he was awakened by Venerable Blood Soul, the evil spirit on his body continued to rise slowly. The power in front of him was clearly Haven't reached the top yet.
Chu Yan was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that there would be such a strong Black Blood Temple powerhouse in the Soul Calling Valley.
"Wuji swordsmanship, innate Wuji!"
With the Haotian sword in his hand, Chu Yan drew his sword to face each other. With a slash of the sword, the sword light directly met Mo Xie's fist mark.
The silver sword light lingering in five colors, bearing the might of the Haotian Sword as a divine weapon, collided fiercely with the mountain-like black fist imprint in an instant.
Boom!
When the sword light and the fist seal met, a loud noise erupted, like two pieces of extremely hard metal, a deafening sound resounded, echoing in the entire stone hall, causing the entire stone hall to tremble violently.
Swish!
This time, Chu Yan's body was repelled in an instant, bringing out a black afterimage, and he was blasted back hundreds of steps before he stabilized his figure, while the opponent, standing in front of the golden coffin, did not move at all.
"You're not Mo Xie, who the hell are you!?"
Chu Yan slowly suppressed the tumbling qi and blood in his body, and when he looked at the other party again, he asked softly with a serious expression on his face.
"My name is Mo Cang!"
The voice was ice-cold. Mo Xie's appearance of Mo Cang had just finished speaking, and then another punch came out.
boom!
Every time a simple punch is made, there is a roar of evil spirits everywhere, and violent power, like thousands of peaks and seas, blasts towards Chu Yan.
The power of the fist print, compared to the previous punch, has once again skyrocketed by three points, as if the sky is raging, and the power is unmatched!
"Mo Cang!"
Chu Yan stared at the figure in front of the golden coffin, his eyes flickering constantly.
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