Divine beast system, you can become stronger by cultivating mythical beasts

Thousands of ice blades arrived in an instant, and Mo Qingwu surrounded her like a ghost, not knowing when she would attack.

This is a means that Moqing has no habitual use.

This move was invincible, and four Demon Venerables had been defeated under this move.

But Xiao Zhi was not flustered.

I saw him condense his spiritual power, turn into a cold ice prism, and block in front of him.

The prism flickered, and an invisible force reflected the ice blade and scattered it around.

Seeing that Xiao Zhi would also use ice attribute spiritual power, Mo Qingwu felt a little bad.

The ice blades were thousands of blades, and in turn attacked Mo Qingwu.

Mo Qing did not activate the art of moth, shuttling through the ice blade without being affected in the slightest.

"Frost break!" Mo Qingwu stabbed out the ice sword, and a cold aura like a long rainbow through the sun, attacked Xiao Zhi with an unstoppable momentum.

Xiao Zhi turned the ice prism and blocked it in front of him.

That cold qi fell on the prism, was reflected out, and attacked Mo Qingwu again, and Xiao Zhi's cold ice prism also cracked.

Mo Qingwu took advantage of this gap to close Xiao Zhi with the art of moth, and then turned the ice sword and launched an attack.

"Frost Nine Swords!" Mo Qingwu stabbed out nine swords, each of which had the power to run through thousands of thousands.

Xiao Zhi raised the magic knife and resisted.

When blocking the fourth sword, Mo Qingwu suddenly smiled evilly.

Seeing this evil smile, a chill suddenly rose behind Xiao Zhi.

At this time, behind Xiao Zhi, a woman who looked exactly like Mo Qing suddenly appeared, she held the ice sword, pointed at Xiao Zhi's back, and stabbed out with a sword.

At the moment of the attack, a wolf howl sounded, and the tooth knife that had long been crouching on the side suddenly rushed away, roared, and crashed into the woman behind him.

The woman behind her shattered directly, turned into ice cubes, and scattered all over the place.

This is Mo Qingwu's doppelganger.

"Tooth knife, leave, this is my battle, you don't interfere, I will personally behead her, with her blood, sacrifice the rat and mouse!" Xiao Zhi scolded the tooth knife, turned his mouth open, and spewed out a mouthful of cold ice dragon breath, repelling Mo Qingwu.

When the tooth knife heard this, he flashed to the side and no longer intervened in the battle.

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, you must also have that ability! Die, little beast. Mo Qingwu opened his arms, and in the sky, countless cold lights fell, like the sword of heavenly punishment.

Xiao Zhi turned the magic knife and struck into the sky, and a piercing knife light shot up into the sky.

The powerful spiritual power collided together, and the coercive pressure that burst out spread thousands of miles away.

On the Tianming Continent, those Immortal Cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm felt this terrifying aura and couldn't help but come to check.

They wanted to see what kind of existence could burst out such a terrifying aura.

When they approached here, they saw a hundred miles of ice, Mo Qingwu and Xiao Zhi fighting in the sky, every blow could shake the earth, and each blow made these Yuan Infant cultivators feel terrified.

"Oh my God, it's Cold Face Venerable Mo Qingwu."

"Who is fighting her?"

"Ah! No, how is he? "

Who?"

"Xiao Zhi, the little grandfather of the Demon Dao who made a lot of noise some time ago."

"No kidding, how could it be him? The strength of the Cold Face Venerable is sky-high, how can a small Xiao Zhi be her opponent?

As they spoke, a bloody light appeared in the sky.

Mo Qing exhaled painlessly, and immediately retreated, her chest was blood-red.

Xiao Zhi stood with a knife, and on the blade, blood dripped down.

"Xiao Zhi, you little beast, you dare to hurt me!" Mo Qing had no frozen wounds, and swept the wind with a wave of his hand, and the wind wrapped around the ice blade, sweeping a hundred miles, within a hundred miles, like hell.

In the fierce wind, Mo Qing flashed without the art of moth, looking for an opportunity to attack.

The Yuan Infant cultivators who were watching from a distance were all dumbfounded.

"Oh my God! Is it really Xiao Zhi? "

He was actually able to hurt the Cold Face Venerable?"

"He's too strong, I didn't dream."

"Look, there are His Holiness fighting in the distance!"

"That's Thundercloud Venerable, who is the woman who fought him?"

"Golden face, hiss, that woman is the Demon Venerable on the other side of the Demon Dao!"

"What's wrong with this today? Why are the powerhouses of the two paths of righteousness and demon all fighting together?

"Is the right way and the demon path going to go to war in an all-out way?"

More and more immortal cultivators gathered around, and they gathered around the battlefield, constantly exclaiming.

At this time, Mo Qingwu once again relied on the art of moth walking to get close to Xiao Zhi.

Don't see that Mo Qingwu is a woman, in terms of close combat, if she says second, no one dares to say first.

Two famous melee masters in the Righteous Path Alliance, Zijing and Fujiryu, are her apprentices.

For the strong, being close to Mo Qingwu is a very terrifying thing.

Mo Qing held Xuan Bing without a hand, turned into a spear, and stabbed it at Xiao Zhi.

The gun is like a flower and difficult to resist.

As soon as Xiao Zhi raised the magic knife, he was shot by Mo Qingwu on his right arm.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhi's arm was frozen by the ice, and then exploded, and the magic knife in his hand also came out, flying out tens of miles away and inserting itself on an iceberg.

"You're dead." Mo Qing did not transform the gesture, and the spear in his hand changed into a five-foot long sword.

Xiao Zhi lost an arm, and the magic knife was also shot away, but he did not panic.

A wolf howl came from Xiao Zhi's mouth.

Xiao Zhi's body instantly skyrocketed, turning into a fierce werewolf.

After turning into a werewolf, Xiao Zhi's severed arm also grew out.

Xiao Zhi, who turned into a werewolf, raised his hand, and thousands of evil wolf attacks shot out.

Under the intensive attack, Mo Qingwu once again launched the Walking Technique to avoid Xiao Zhi's attack.

The attacks of the evil wolves shattered the icebergs, destroying the earth, and the fierce and dense attacks made the group of onlookers frightened.

"My Immortal, is this the power of the Venerable Level? It's terrifying!

"An attack of this magnitude can completely destroy a large sect in an instant!"

"When will we be able to reach this level too?"

"Look, Cold Face Venerable is about to launch that move!"

An immortal cultivator raised his hand and pointed at Mo Qingwu in the sky.

At this moment, Mo Qingwu lowered his head, his hands naturally hanged, and his arms were wrapped in cold ice, turning into two hundred-meter-long giant blades.

An extremely dangerous aura emanated from Mo Qingwu's body.

Even though they were dozens of miles apart, those immortal cultivators still felt this breath, and even some Yuan Ying cultivators trembled all over, obviously frightened by this breath.

The night prince in the distance frowned, and said to himself: "Murderous killing robbery, Mo Qingwu does not want to use this trick?" Seeing

Mo Qing's strange posture, Xiao Zhi suddenly felt a familiar feeling.

He suddenly remembered the purple mirror that day.

The purple mirror was in this posture at the beginning.

Xiao Zhi has personally experienced this trick.

This move is called murder and robbery, and it is Zijing's strongest method.

Mo Qingwu is the master of Zijing, and this trick was taught by Moqingwu to Zijing.

Xiao Zhi's heart was shocked, and he immediately used his spiritual power, ready to launch his strongest means.

Hurricane Wolftooth.

Seeing Xiao Zhi's actions, Yegongzi's brows stretched.

"Hey, Xiao Zhi is going to launch that move, the wonderful one is coming."

Saying that, the night boy immediately retreated.

He didn't want to be affected by this battle.

However, the group of onlookers were still watching the excitement, completely unaware that death was about to come.