As more and more disciples lost their cultivations, the combined attack of the Ascension Sect's disciples became weaker and weaker until it completely lost its effect.
Once the formation was dispersed, the scene immediately became chaotic. Many of the attacks contradicted themselves and canceled each other out.
After all, with so many people, once the combined attack of the crowd was dispersed, the combined attack would have the opposite effect.
Mo Qiong did not stop. Every time he appeared and took the Dao Fruit, he would kick away the disciples that had become mortals.
When those disciples flew out of the battlefield, they would either land in the back of the mountain or land in a side hall.
Not long after, over forty people from the Ascension Sect had lost their cultivations. The remaining hundred or so people could no longer pose a threat to Mo Qiong.
"This child is too heaven-defying … I'm afraid that master will have to appear." Seeing that the situation was bad, Silver Horn hurriedly threw a token into the back of the mountain.
At the same time, he also called for help from the cultivators of the various sects.
"This demon has devoured the Dao Fruit and has already matured. Furthermore, he has the ambition of a wolf and intends to dominate the cultivation world. Fellow cultivators, please eliminate this demon together!"
"I've already asked for help from master. Today is the day this demon dies."
After Silver Horn finished speaking, many sects immediately responded.
With the values of this world's cultivators, what Lan Baishe wanted to do greatly hurt their dignity.
Now that they saw Mo Qiong's prowess surpassing others and could be said to be heaven-defying, the crowd immediately felt a great threat.
Especially when he stripped Gold Horn of his cultivation. Without mentioning his motive, just this method alone was enough to cause a great panic in the cultivation world.
There were many cultivators who were already restless. Now that the Ascension Sect was defeated and Silver Horn was calling for help, they immediately flew forward.
Other than Mount Yujing and the Ascension Sect, there were still ten great sects present.
Every sect sent at least one Eight Trigrams Realm cultivator. Some even sent Four Symbols Realm cultivators.
In an instant, three Four Symbols Realm cultivators, seven Eight Trigrams Realm cultivators and countless Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were involved.
Mo Qiong was not afraid at all. He knew that the other sects would also join in. If he wanted the rules to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, avoiding the battle was useless.
"Che Yun! Let's cast our spells together! "Mo Qiong and Che Yun had one soul with two hearts. Both of them could do two things at once.
Che Yun's two spells were to provide Mo Qiong with flight and defense.
Mo Qiong, on the other hand, focused on rebounding and dropping treasures.
Logically speaking, a Four Symbols Realm could not win so many enemies no matter what.
This was especially true for Mo Qiong. Everyone could tell that Mo Qiong's mana circulation was crude and not exquisite at all.
But it couldn't stop Mo Qiong's execution from reaching a sufficient level. It was sufficient for the Absolute Characteristic!
Wind, thunder, water, fire, and many other powerful energies wreaked havoc on the field, shattering countless jade walls, stone pillars, and high platforms.
But when it met Mo Qiong, no matter how powerful the attack was, it suddenly changed its master.
The mana around Mo Qiong's body solidified. Facing the Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire, he only cared about them.
With a sweep of his hand, the sharp sword qi flew back to Zhang Xuan.
With a sweep of his Qi, the blazing white flames rolled backward.
The astral winds and lightning were guided by Mo Qiong, flying about in an orderly manner on the field. It was exactly the same as giving the other party a taste of his own medicine.
To lead the Mystic Cave Sect's attack to the Accession Sect, and then sweep the Accession Sect's attack to the Ascension Sect …
Although the Ten Great Immortal Sects had joined the battle and besieged Mo Qiong alone, the result was that they were fighting each other.
Mo Qiong blocked left and right, fiddling with the attacks nonstop. Countless ripples were created, but not a single leaf touched him.
He didn't even release a single attack. Yet, it was as if ten thousand arrows were shot at the same time. All kinds of techniques were shot toward the various cultivators in an orderly manner.
"Jianwen! Quickly, withdraw your sword qi! " Silver Horn was frantically blocking a frightening sword qi. But, that sword qi was extremely powerful to begin with. Adding on the unstoppable effect, it was equivalent to an infinite amount of penetration. Even if the energy was dissolved, the impact of the attack would not disappear.
The Mystic Cave Sect's Elder Jianwen roared, "My Origin Sword Qi is no longer listening to me!"
After saying those words, he also forcibly endured a stream of Origin Flame.
Not only him, all of the cultivators participating in the battle now experienced Gold Horn's despair.
Their own attacks had become their opponent's attacks. Mo Qiong, in the midst of the encirclement, defeated them by a thousand moves with a single attack.
They were unable to dodge, unable to block, and even unable to dissolve the attack.
Even with over a dozen powerful cultivators joining forces, they were still unable to cause as much trouble to Mo Qiong as over a hundred low level cultivators! Instead, they were beaten to a pulp.
"Why is it like this? We can't even force him to use his teleportation! "Silver Horn exclaimed in fear.
However, Jianwen was rather smart. He saw the problem and said, "No! He's not afraid of our powerful attacks, he's afraid of our attacks being too many! "
This was the key point. They were in the Four Symbols State, and so was Mo Qiong. No matter how powerful their attacks were, Mo Qiong had no problem dodging them.
Hence, no matter how powerful their attacks were, Mo Qiong was not afraid.
On the contrary, the previous encirclement of the large group of low level cultivators made Mo Qiong not dare to play with all of his attacks.
Even if Mo Qiong was so powerful, his reflexes were limited. He could play with a dozen attacks casually, but he could not do anything if hundreds or thousands of attacks came one after another.
"I see! Don't pile up the damage, increase the attack speed! "
Everyone was forced out of their containment mentality by Mo Qiong. Regardless of the reason, even if there was no logical way, they would still use it.
If they still tried to figure out the reason like before, there would be no benefits other than driving themselves crazy in the end.
The scene changed. The group of cultivators turned to attack Mo Qiong like a magic machine gun.
They used whatever spell had a large area of effect, wide coverage, and high shooting frequency.
In an instant, the sky was filled with sword auras, wind and thunder, and flames like rain.
Unfortunately, Mo Qiong was not really at his wit's end. If they won with numbers, Mo Qiong would not be able to counter them one by one.
However, the power would decrease correspondingly, and Mo Qiong would be easier to manipulate. He only needed to lock onto one target in his mind and then turn brainlessly. At least, he could ignore the attacks.
Layers of Gaze magic power that stuck close to his body turned into the real Giant God Aura.
It spiraled crazily. When the astral winds, sword auras, fireballs, and light bullets came into contact with the spiraling protective vortex, they immediately disappeared.
Target, Earth's Blue and White Society's warehouse.
"Gone … gone …" Silver Horn was so anxious that he wanted to bite his nails.
None of the cultivators present had met such a troublesome enemy.
The spiraling astral energy around Mo Qiong was like a bottomless pit. Any attack that pounced on it completely disappeared without a trace.
However, the good thing was that if they fought like this, at least they would not be counterattacked by their own people's attacks.
"It's okay, he can't counterattack anymore. Just stall him. My master is awake!" Silver Horn was stunned after he finished speaking.
This was because Mo Qiong was spinning and flying towards them like a spiraling drill.
"How can he still fly!"
They did not know that the person in charge of Mo Qiong's flying was Che Yun. When Mo Qiong stopped all attacks, his mobility was not affected!
"Boom!" An Elder was caught off guard and was hit by the spinning Mo Qiong. He immediately rolled towards Silver Horn.
Jian Wen squinted his eyes. He noticed that when Mo Qiong hit someone, the attack that hit him did not disappear. Instead, it flew towards Silver Horn along with the Elder who was hit.
"When he attacked someone, the attack that he received changed from disappearing to being rebounded? So this is not rebounding, but controlling and guiding. This person can change the trajectory of the enemy's attack by manipulating it. "
Jian Wen pondered. However, even though he thought about it, he could not figure it out. He could only try his best to dodge and not be hit by Mo Qiong.
Because, everyone who was hit by Mo Qiong would inevitably fly towards Silver Horn.
Slow, but unstoppable!
"Bang!" An Elder hit Silver Horn's face. The two of them clashed face to face.
However, Silver Horn rubbed his nose and said, "Continue to attack. Don't let him free his hands. It's okay to hit him!"
"Do you think I'm air …" Suddenly, Master Gou appeared beside Silver Horn.
Master Gou pressed a cigarette butt on Silver Horn's face. Instantly, a hole was melted.
The cigarette in his hand had already been refined into a treasure. With a press, Silver Horn's inner armor quickly melted.
The inner armor that was already broken completely collapsed very quickly.
"I forgot, there's still the Four Symbols State!" Silver Horn was greatly astonished. Even the weakest Four Symbols Tier was stronger than him, not to mention that Master Gou was extremely strong in close combat. Now that he had gotten close to Silver Horn, he launched a series of attacks that were like a violent storm, hammering Silver Horn to the point that he couldn't retaliate.
In just a short while, he lost all his teeth and broke dozens of bones. He fell to the ground as if he was paralyzed. He felt dizzy.
"This guy … Why is he fighting with his fists!"
Silver Horn's teeth leaked out. He felt that he could not even move a finger.
"Hehe … Mo Qiong, throw everyone over!" Master Gou said. He used his magic power to control Silver Horn and lifted him to the sky.
At the same time, Silver Horn also saw a large group of people crashing towards him. They were all cultivators who were hit by Mo Qiong.
Some flew backward in midair, some rolled in the air, and some charged towards him head-on.
No matter what posture they were in, these people obviously could not control themselves!
"Don't come over!" Silver Horn struggled in Master Gou's hands.
However, all the cultivators who were hit by him seemed to have transformed into human missiles, chasing after him and crashing into him.
Their speed was not fast, but they could not stop.
"I can't control myself!" A Four Symbols State cultivator said in a panic. He had personally experienced the feeling of being forced to fly, and he was about to go crazy.
"Thousand Kilogram Fall!" Someone used magic to drop himself, but it was useless. His speed did not decrease at all. Instead, it seemed to be more powerful and heavy!
"Earth Escape! What! That's Wind Escape! Wind … Damn it! Escape! Escape … I can't escape! " Someone wanted to use an escape technique to escape the force restraining him, but he could not escape even after a long time. He was still rolling in midair.
"Wind Cave, suck!" Another person used magic to control a gravitational force and sucked the mountain gate.
However, it was useless. Not only did he not stop, he even tore down the towering mountain gate.
There were even people who pierced their flying swords into the ground, trying to use the friction resistance. However, the result was that the Ascension Sect's people were plowing the ground. Their bodies were frantically rubbing against the golden stone floor, creating a ravine, but they did not stop.
Soon, the disciples that were hiding far away saw their masters and elders floating in the air or being dragged on the ground miserably.
Their speed was not fast. Instead, it was even more torturous.
Everyone's flying target was Silver Horn!
Silver Horn was being chased by a large group of people in the air and on the ground. Like a train, they formed a chain.
When he ascended into the air, this group of people followed him. When he descended into the ground, this group of people followed him.
As for their locomotive, it was Silver Horn in Master Gou's hand. As long as they did not catch up to their target, they would continue to be in this kind of slow exile.
It was as if there was an invisible string that was stringing them together.
As for the string, it was in Master Gou's hand. He was running everywhere while carrying it …
Along the way, he bumped into mountains and smashed pillars.
… …
Demonic Cang Yue said.
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