Several disciples from Duanjin Gate were gathered around a bonfire, and they were slightly drunk. Only two of them were left guarding the perimeter.

Mo Hua lowered his voice and said: "Act as planned."

In order not to make any noise, Cheng Mo held a branch in his mouth and nodded honestly.

After that, several people took good positions.

Mo Hua used his concealment technique and quietly approached the bonfire array, then stopped outside, took out a bottle of spiritual ink, and quietly poured it down on the ground.

The spiritual ink seeps into the rocky soil.

The ink painting was drawn by spiritual thoughts. Under the shroud of darkness, the spiritual ink unconsciously began to wind around and form a formation.

Elder Xun, who was wondering what Mo Hua was going to do, was also stunned.

He knew that Mo Hua needed to set up the formation, but he didn't know how Mo Hua could set up the formation under the eyes of others.

Now he sees it.

Although the night was dark, his twenty-eight lines of golden elixir consciousness could still perceive the process of the ink painting formation.

Divine thoughts are the pen, and the earth is the medium. The formation is manifested on the ground silently.

Elder Xun took a slow breath.

He was afraid of the severity of his ancestors and did not follow the path of formation, but he still had a vision after being influenced by what he heard and saw.

This is definitely not a formation method that ordinary formation masters can control!

Could it be that... this was also taught by the ancestors?

But……

Elder Xun's eyes were slightly frightened, "Ancestor himself doesn't know how to do it..."

…

Everything after that seemed to be a matter of course.

The Duanjinmen disciples were arrogant and domineering, with little cultivation experience, but little experience in cultivating the Taoism and lack of vigilance. They drank wine and chatted lively, and became more and more unwary.

Mo Hua finished drawing the formation, but they didn't know anything about it.

Mo Hua shook his head.

Fortunately, he also made several types of records to prevent the formation of divine consciousness from being discovered by Duanjinmen disciples. What should they do next?

Now it seems that I was worrying too much.

Then Mo Hua detonated the formation.

Although the second-grade high-level formation of Seventeen Patterns is only a high-level entry point, it is more than enough to blast these mid-level second-grade disciples.

As soon as the formation exploded, the mud and sand rolled in the night, and the fire filled the air.

Five of the eight Jinmen Duanmen disciples fell instantly.

The brother who broke Jinmen was also seriously injured by the explosion.

Although he is a late-stage foundation-building monk, he is a sword cultivator and does not cultivate the physical body much.

Of the remaining three, Hao Xuan knocked one unconscious.

Yang Qianjun and Cheng Mo suddenly rose up and killed one each.

In the end, the four of them joined forces to attack the seriously injured senior brother Duan Jinmen.

Brother Duan Jinmen, who looked arrogant, indifferent, and arrogant during the day, was now reduced to a state of disgrace, his aura was gone, and he was as frightened as a bereaved dog.

It seemed that he really didn't expect that there would be disciples who would dare to ambush them in the Demon Refining Mountain.

Fortunately, he quickly calmed down, and while activating the Broken Gold Sword Qi, he shouted angrily:

"Who are you? How dare you offend me, Broken Golden Gate?"

Mo Huali ignored him.

Cheng Mo had a branch in his mouth and couldn't open his mouth.

The others remained silent and used all their moves to attack Brother Duanjinmen.

With the defense of the gold-defying armor, the killing power of the gold-defying spiritual weapon, and the demonic poison quenched on the spiritual weapon, it is not too difficult to deal with a seriously injured monk who is in the late stage of foundation building.

But after beating him, Brother Duanjinmen finally recognized him and said in shock:

"It's you!"

Those five brats during the day?!

But how is it possible...

How dare these little brats, and how could they ambush the eight-member Broken Golden Gate Demon Hunting Team led by him, a late-stage foundation-building monk?

Brother Duanjinmen was shocked and angry, and sneered:

"Okay! Okay! A bunch of little bastards who don't know how to live or die, today I..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Hua could tell.

"He's going to use the Broken Gold Sword Technique!"

Yang Qianjun and his men immediately accelerated their offensive to suppress Brother Duanjinmen.

Brother Duanjinmen felt very aggrieved, so he reached out and took out the talisman.

Mo Hua said: "He wants to use the golden amulet."

When Yang Qianjun heard this, he swung his spear and went to pick off Brother Jinmen's arm.

Brother Duanjinmen was shocked. What was this kid's background? How could he predict the enemy's opportunity and see his every move?

He gritted his teeth, took a shot from Yang Qianjun, traded his injuries for a chance to fight, and still activated the talisman.

A hazy golden light enveloped him.

The brother who broke the golden gate quickly retreated a few steps, held the golden amulet, began to accumulate energy, and used the ultimate move of breaking the golden sword.

For a moment, he was surrounded by golden light.

The golden sword energy and the golden spiritual sword in front of him complement each other, making it powerful.

Mo Hua instantly released a water prison technique, but as soon as the light blue water light came close to him, it was blocked by the golden talisman and could not interrupt the accumulation of the golden sword technique.

The golden amulet is immune to ordinary spell control.

In the electric light and flint, Mo Hua shouted crisply:

"Attack with force and chop him!"

At the same time, the ink paintings began to communicate with the Five Elements Source A.

Cheng Mo understood it immediately and looked excited. Without any hesitation, in just a moment, he used his spiritual power to the extreme and used the mountain-breaking ax technique to strike at Brother Duanjinmen.

He is a physical practitioner and can execute his killer moves faster.

Brother Duanjinmen couldn't avoid it and looked ugly.

But he had calculated it in his mind.

This ax strike came last, and although it was powerful, it was not enough to stop his sword technique.

As long as he condenses the sword technique, these despicable little beasts will all be finished!

Brother Duanjinmen's eyes turned cold.

But when Cheng Mo's giant ax was halfway through, the armor on his body flashed with light, and a mysterious power descended.

Cheng Mo's strength suddenly increased dramatically.

His double axes are wrapped with a more dazzling luster and are more powerful.

Brother Duanjinmen's face changed wildly.

wrong!

The power of this ax suddenly became stronger?!

Brother Duanjinmen felt a chill in his heart, but at this moment, he could do nothing but watch helplessly as Cheng Mo's big ax struck him on the shoulder.

This ax blow was so powerful and heavy that it broke his golden amulet and made him tremble all over.

The ax blade caused severe injuries, and he was bleeding profusely.

Because it was too powerful, his half-charged Gold-Breaking Sword Technique was also interrupted.

The spiritual power backfired, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to resist anymore.

This senior brother who was in the late stage of building the foundation of Jinmen was defeated. He was held by Cheng Mo with a big ax and slowly knelt in front of the ink painting.
Chapter completed!