Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The battle continued, but at this time, the slaughter had no original arrogance.

On the contrary, in the face of one treasure after another that Mo Yu took out, although he could deal with it, he was faintly pressed down.

This is the power of the magic weapon.

That is, although the character of Yang Jian has many treasures, he still relies on his own strength in essence, and the magic weapon is not strong.

That’s why you can persevere.

If Mo Yu’s current transformation is a mythical figure such as the Golden Horn King or the Silver Horn King, the moment Killing Cangsheng appears, Mo Yu shouts his name, and the battle is probably over.

No way, the people of the Dongxuan World have never seen the magic weapon with different abilities in the myth.

If nothing else, just the mountain whip that Mo Yu took out really shocked them.

But just this extent, but far from the point of making the slaughter admit defeat, he cut off the mountain peak, and the magic sword in his hand rose again.

With a light drink, the space shook slightly, and this time, his face was extremely solemn.

“Yang Jian, this seat admitted that he underestimated you before, this sword, even if it is this seat’s respect for you, it can also be regarded as sending you off.”

As he spoke, the twelve demon swords returned one after another, merging with the sword in his hand into a mouthful, and the sword light became deeper and red.

“Demon Sword, kill!”

He slashed out with a sword, a sword qi carrying endless killing intent, the space suddenly cracked, and then this red sword ray fell from the sky and slashed towards Mo Yu.

His gaze was slightly condensed, the sword had not yet arrived, and the robe on Mo Yu’s body was already ringing, and the blood qi in his body was pulled by the sword qi, faintly surge.

In an instant, the sword light was in front of him, and the blood-red light filled his eyes, like Senluo Hell appearing in front of him.

Mo Yu can sense the terrifying nature of this sword, even the space can be cut, containing endless blood-colored killing intent, if it is someone else, I am afraid that it will only be affected by the sword intent, and it will go crazy.

Even a powerhouse of the Nine Heavens of the Cave Heaven Realm would fall in the face of this sword.

But Mo Yu is different, his strength is not a cave realm at all, but the level of strength is the same, so he was misunderstood by the other party.

“This sword, return it to you!”

The corners of Mo Yu’s mouth turned up slightly, his figure changed suddenly, and in an instant he turned into a monster like a dragon and a horse, neighing up to the sky, and a Tai Chi pattern appeared in front of him.

Dragon Horse.

A kind of Hong Desolate Beast, Zeng carried the river Tuluo Book out of the Luo River to help the human emperor Fuxi lay the foundation, which is most in line with the Tao.

The Tai Chi pattern emerged, and a mysterious power appeared out of thin air, the bloody sword light fell, and was pulled by this force, and actually circled around the Tai Chi pattern, and finally turned around and slashed towards the slaughter.

“How is that possible?”

Killing Cang Sheng looked at this scene in disbelief, but the blood intent sword light was real, and the blink of an eye was in front of him.

His face changed sharply, and no one knew the horror of this sword better than him.

He hurriedly shouted: “Formation! ”

At the same time as he drank angrily, the demon sword in his hand had already stabbed out, colliding with this sword qi.

The firmament exploded under the vast sword light.

There was no sound, including the Tianjizi master and disciple watching the battle below, and even the hundred Senluo Hall disciples higher above, and there was a roar in their ears.

Thousands of miles of land lost its voice at this moment.

Qiao Cang snorted, for the first time he felt that his sword qi was too strong was also a bad thing, the power of the heavens in his body was running wildly, all gathered on the demon sword.

The blood-colored sword qi and the sword in his hand were briefly deadlocked.

The corners of his mouth spilled blood, and the power of the heavens in his body was constantly consumed, so if he could resist this sword, he would be injured not lightly, and the next battle would be difficult.

Mo Yu had returned to his human form, and when he saw this, he smiled and said, “How, your own sword qi is still good?” ”

He had no time to reply, and at the critical moment, a homogeneous Senluo force was injected into his body, and the aura of time skyrocketed.

The hundreds of disciples in the sky gathered and formed a large array, and there was a steady stream of demonic energy infusion.

This was Senluo Hall’s formation, which could gather the strength of all disciples into one person, causing his strength to skyrocket.

This is also why Cang Sheng came with these disciples.

With the blessing of the formation, the strength of the Killing Cangsheng went one step further, crossing the limit of the Nine Heavens of the Cave Heaven Realm.

But he did not reach the Supreme Realm.

Cave Heaven Realm to Supreme Realm is a chasm, not as easy as exterior to Cave Heaven.

The Supreme One, commanding heaven and earth, is the true king of the Eastern Xuan Great World.

There are only about twenty supremes on the heavenly list, and counting some who have disappeared, you can see how rare the supremes are.

And the powerhouses of the Dongtian Realm on the earth list are enough to rank a hundred, and the Cave Heaven Seven Genius may appear at the end.

This shows how many people are in the Cave Heaven Realm.

And if you want to become the supreme from the Cave Heaven Realm, you need to integrate the power of the nine Cave Heavens in your body and turn them into a real world, so that the Great Perfection of the Cave Heaven Realm is still not the Supreme.

The true supreme is to start the world in the body from nothing, multiply to the extreme, and then reappear and overthrow, from birth to death, comprehend the great creation between life and death, and use this as nourishment to advance.

Countless geniuses were stuck in front of the Supreme Realm gate and could not enter an inch.

It’s hard and difficult, it’s hard to compare to nine days.

And Killing Cangsheng had received the blessing of the formation at this time, but he had only stepped over the limit of the Nine Heavens of the Cave Heaven Realm, and he had not even reached the Great Perfection of the Cave Heaven.

But compared to before, it is several times stronger.

His body swelled, and his body could not withstand such a huge demonic qi, and suddenly swelled, and in the blink of his eyes, he turned into a giant with a monstrous magical atmosphere.

The demon sword in his hand then expanded, and with a heavy swing, the blood-colored sword qi dissipated in an instant.

Huge power filled his body, making his eyes bloodshot, and his tyrannical emotions gushed uncontrollably, wanting to kill and vent.

This was also the reason why he didn’t let the disciples of Senluo Hall form a formation in the first place.

Although he can be stronger under the blessing of the formation, the side effects are also obvious, if this state lasts too long, these crazy demonic qi will even affect his sanity, and there is a possibility of going crazy.

“Die!”

He roared, and the demon sword in his hand swung down heavily, and under the sword, heaven and earth tilted.

His figure at this time was too large, full of a hundred feet, like a giant under the night sky, and the magic sword swung down, like a hill.

Linglong’s face changed, because this sword even wrapped him and Tianjizi, and subconsciously tightened the sleeves of the other party: “Master!” ”

Tianjizi also had worry on his face, but he glanced at Yang Jian’s back and said in a low voice: “Don’t be afraid, Yang Jian is a true god.” ”

Mo Yu raised his head and drank low in the face of this mountain-like sword shadow, his body quickly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, he also turned into a hundred zhang giant, and his strength doubled.

Law is heaven and earth!

The three-pointed and two-edged knife was swung by him, and he faced the sword of the slaughtering life head-on.

At night, the blades of the two giants fell heavily in one place.

Bang!

The earth was torn apart, the aftermath swept through, and even the night sky was torn apart.

When weapons clashed between the two sides, they summoned up their strength and refused to give an inch.

At this moment, something suddenly changed, and I saw that above the torn firmament, a palm full of destruction fell silently and was shooting towards Mo Yu’s back.

Zhao Cangsheng’s gaze raised, a trace of surprise flashed in his bloodshot eyes, and he subconsciously exclaimed: “Twelve Hall Masters? ”