Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The black-robed old man subconsciously lowered his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

At first glance he was stunned.

I saw that on the half-collapsed peak, a strange-looking little doll was holding a young man’s neck with one hand and lifting him up.

The old man’s gaze was empty, and the young man he knew, was his second apprentice.

The question is, what about his other two apprentices?

And who is this kid?

He stood in the air, slightly pensive.

At this time, the fallen Purple Electric Lion King took the opportunity to breathe, his body shrank sharply, and in just a few seconds, he recovered more than ten meters in size.

There was still a penetrated wound on his body, and the dark energy around him was surging, constantly eroding his body.

He had to mobilize all his strength to fight against it, and at the same time looked at Mo Yu with his eyes in amazement.

He was completely unimpressed by the child in front of him.

But it seems that this kid has a festival with Senluo Temple? It can be used.

His wisdom is not inferior to that of humans, and he has begun to think.

The black-robed old man pondered for about three seconds and spoke, “Little doll, where are you, the adults in the family?” ”

He preliminarily judged that the child in front of him was a smoke bomb released, and there were strong people hiding in the secret.

Mo Yu grinned and said: “Adult, your little master and I are adults, what so much nonsense, your apprentice’s life is now in my hands, if you want him to live, just do as the little master said, now throw the mirror in your hand to me.” ”

“……”

The black-robed old man was speechless for a while, and Mo Yu’s performance was too arrogant and too villainous, making him unable to adapt for a while.

This is a chaotic demon king.

He took a deep breath and said in a grim tone: “Xiaowa, I advise you to let him go now, otherwise even if you are a child, this seat will let you see the means of Senluo Temple.” ”

Mo Yu looked at him: “Hey, scare me.” ”

It was originally a normal word, but with Nezha’s appearance and tone, how can you feel a thick mockery.

At least the black-robed old man was secretly angry.

The Yin Demon Mirror in his hand stood up silently and quietly faced Mo Yu.

Mo Yu’s eyelids jumped, and he threw the hostage in his hand without hesitation, crashing towards the other party like a cannonball.

The black-robed old man subconsciously raised his hand to catch the other party.

For a moment, he wondered, the other party returned the hostages so easily?

Although he didn’t care about the life or death of this apprentice.

However, the moment he caught it, his face changed: “It’s not right! ”

Roar!

The figure in his hand changed abruptly, instantly turning into an amethyst beast, and biting his neck when he opened his mouth.

“Hahaha, old man, Xiaoye’s trick is not bad.” Mo Yu below laughed.

But the black-robed old man reacted very quickly, and with one hand, a black mist wrapped his fist, and he blasted towards the head of the amethyst beast.

“Amethyst demon beasts, they also dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat!”

With the power of a punch, there was a boom in the air, and the head of the amethyst beast suddenly exploded.

The gap in strength is too big.

The black-robed old man disdained, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the next moment he suddenly felt wrong, and his smile converged in an instant.

The bursting head of the Amethyst Beast did not have any blood, but turned into a mist.

Bang!

The Amethyst Beast actually changed again, turning into a slender red long silk, and with a volley in the air, it wanted to bind the old man.

Double blind eye.

Mo Yu had long stopped laughing below and looked up into the air.

As early as the beginning, he didn’t think about using the Amethyst Beast to sneak attack, and he had already judged the old man’s combat power through secret.

The battle with the Lion King spread hundreds of miles around.

This kind of combat power is a proper mountain collapse level.

Mo Yu judged that he was not under himself after transformation.

It may even be stronger, after all, he is only a preliminary transformation, and the fit is not high, and he cannot completely liberate the power of the magic pill.

It is also because of this that at the beginning, he used the blinding method to double change Aya Mixed.

It is better to kill the other party directly.

The chaotic sky Aya soared into the air, like a red dragon, the black-robed old man only felt that his breath was suffocated, and the power in his body was faintly restrained.

He has been through a lot of battles and reacts extremely quickly.

Retreating slightly, his hand pinched the magic technique, and six mist-like demonic qi burst out of the magic mirror in his hand, merging into his body, and his figure blurred in an instant.

The Mixed Sky Aya struck, fell in a circle, and then suddenly burst into a beam.

Hum!

The black-robed old man snorted, but his body turned into a mist and scattered, dividing into six paths, which were the gas that appeared in the magic mirror just now.

A hundred zhang away, six mist closed, and the black-robed old man appeared again.

However, his face was three points paler than before, his breath was obviously weakened, and his gaze towards Chaotian Aya was full of jealousy.

“What kind of treasure is this, it can actually hurt me in the Yin God!”

He was shocked in his heart, but his face did not show it, but his gaze looking down at Mo Yu became more and more solemn, as if he regarded him as a great enemy of the same rank.

Mo Yu stood below and beckoned, and the Mixed Sky Aya naturally descended on him, bent along his elbow, and floated behind his back like a bright red streamer.

The black-robed old man looked at all this coldly, and did not stop it, just after the preliminary handover, Chaotianaya brought him strong pressure.

He faintly felt that the grade of this red Aya treasure was higher than the Yin Demon Mirror in his hand.

“Little doll, Xuan Mo, the elder of the thirty-sixth hall of the Senluo Hall, I don’t know which family you belong to, and even dare to interfere in the affairs of my Senluo Hall.”

The black-robed old man said in a deep voice, he saw that the chaotic sky was extraordinary, unlike the treasures that scattered cultivators could have, it was expected that Mo Yu was from the gate faction.

Or some geniuses cultivated by hidden forces want to deceive him about his origin.

Senluo Hall’s power is extremely extensive, and it is even more famous in the Dongxuan Great World, and the general forces are terrified.

“This is to ask my identity and see if I have a backstage.”

Mo Yu’s eyes rolled slightly, and he immediately understood the old man’s thoughts, and he thought left and right, he could constantly transform by using the system, and he would definitely not always maintain Nezha’s identity.

Now that the other party asks, it is better to take advantage of the situation to make up a force, and no matter who it turns into in the future, it can be said to come from a force.

Just what’s it called?

After thinking for two seconds, his eyes lit up, and he already thought of the name of this organization.

With a contemptuous smile, he said, “What Senluo Hall, Xiao Ye has not heard of it, as for Xiao Ye’s origin…”

“I came from mythology.”

His tone was leisurely, as if he had penetrated endless years.

The black-robed old man frowned, “Mythical? What does it mean, the mythical era has long been annihilated in the vastness of history, and there is no trace at all.

Or is the force behind you called mythology? ”

Mo Yu smiled: “You guess.” ”