Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The phoenix arrow penetrated the body, and the body of the twelve hall masters burned in an instant.

This arrow from mythology was originally refined from the plume of the phoenix, and it has the supreme divine power of eliminating demons and breaking evil.

The phoenix is noble, and in mythology, it comes to the world with the five innate virtues, and all evils are invincible.

Its feathers burn when they encounter evil, they are the fire of holiness, fueled by the evil atmosphere, and the evil atmosphere is still there, and it will never be extinguished.

In the tomb of the Shenxiao Immortals, Mo Yu used seventy-two transformations to transform into a phoenix, and he used such flames to restrain the plague monarch.

The Lord of the Twelve Halls was much stronger than the previous Plague Monarch, but his body was penetrated, the foundation was already known, and now the fire of holy virtue was ignited, and his demonic skills quickly dissolved.

Only a scream was heard, and the twelve hall masters fell to the ground like meteors.

Rumble!

The earth was lit with fire, and the heavens and the earth suddenly brightened.

Mo Yu exhaled, and the heavenly eyes in his eyebrows slowly closed.

After this big battle, his consumption is also quite a lot.

Landing on the ground, he beckoned into the distance, and demon ropes, phoenix arrows, golden bows, and silver bullets flew back to him.

Raising his hand slightly, many magic weapons were received by him into the ring.

At this moment, there was a soft barking dog beside him, and the dog also came to him, which had returned to its normal size.

Mo Yu touched its dog’s head, and with a little hand, the dog turned into a thin piece of paper and was received into his arms.

Looking up at the sky, more than a hundred disciples of the Senluo Hall had disappeared, and the moment the body of the twelve hall masters burned, they were silently far away.

Mo Yu was unimpressed, this was exactly what he needed, let more people go back to report the letter, so that Senluo Hall could continue to send people to die.

Such a good wool object, he was not prepared to let it go easily.

Otherwise, with the strength of those hundred Senluo Hall disciples, there is no need for him to make a move, as long as he releases the Heavenly Dog, he can safely clean up all the remaining ones.

It was late at night, he was a little tired, but now was obviously not the time to sleep, and it was only right to see how much luck Senluo Hall could contribute to himself.

He immediately went to the place where the Lord of the Twelve Halls fell.

On the cracked earth, the figure of the Lord of the Twelve Halls had disappeared, and the fire of holy virtue was still burning, but it did not hurt a single grass or tree nearby.

The holy flame of heaven and earth is the most holy flame of heaven and earth, which only burns evil atmospheres and does not hurt a single tree.

Now that the lords of the twelve halls have been completely burned out, the fire of holy virtue is about to be extinguished.

However, there was a pair of black fists as thin as cicada wings in the flames, and a dragon soul appeared, which was not damaged by the fire of sainthood.

Mo Yu plunged his hand into the flames and picked up the pair of fists effortlessly.

As soon as the gloves were in hand, the sound of the dragon’s groan sounded next to the ears, containing endless resentment, and you can imagine what kind of cruel treatment this dragon received before death.

At the same time, the dragon soul above was dragged and turned into an invisible energy evil dragon and tore towards him.

Mo Yu flicked his fingers, and the dragon shadow dissipated silently.

He snorted slightly, just a remnant soul dared to be arrogant in front of him, even if it was a real dragon, he had to coil when he saw him.

In the Huaxia God System, although there are many great gods in the Dragon Clan, the overall status of the Dragon Clan is not high, but it only governs the Four Sea Clan, which is considered a subordinate of the Heavenly Court.

Not to mention it, Nezha alone stirred up the East Sea Dragon Clan’s uneasy life, not to mention a certain evil neighbor of Huaguo Mountain, all of them were about to become the heart of the East Sea Dragon Clan.

However, judging by the breath of the dragon soul, this is even a juvenile dragon, and I don’t know when it fell into the hands of Senluo Hall and was refined into treasure by them.

Mo Yu’s doubts were fleeting, and then he used the treasure technique.

“Dragon Soul Fist Shadow, a quasi-heaven-level treasure, refined by using the young dragon soul of the North Sea, the user can emit the power of a true dragon, powerful and powerful, containing dragon power and deterring water tribes.

It can be recycled, and the exchange value of gas luck is 120,000. ”

Mo Yu was slightly happy in his heart, the 120,000 qi luck value was not small, and the treasures of the quasi-heavenly rank were the same as the green lantern in front of the gods he saw in the mausoleum.

It’s a pity that the green lantern was broken at that time, and it could only be exchanged for 60,000 gas luck value after recycling.

Without hesitation, he recycled the Dragon Soul Fist Shadow, and his qi luck value soared from 460,000 to 580,000.

Mo Yu turned around and looked in the direction where Ji Cang Sheng fell.

The figure flashed, and after crossing the distance of several miles, there was a ten-zhang large pit on the ground, and the figure of the slaughter was at the bottom of the pit, supporting with the magic sword in his hand, trying to stand up.

His breath was weakened to the extreme, but he was not dead.

Mo Yu was a little surprised, and said with a smile: “You actually still have the strength to struggle?” ”

Jiao Cangsheng raised his head, his eyes widened the moment he saw Mo Yu, he opened his mouth to speak, but blood gushed up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Mo Yu’s Heavenly Eye Divine Light hurt him too deeply, his soul was torn apart, and it was useless to take all kinds of pills.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, he seemed to return to the light, gritted his teeth and said: “Yang Jian, you are not proud, if you kill me, you will also die, as long as my master is out of the customs, not only you, but the entire myth will be buried.” ”

He knew that the way to life was cut off, and he released cruel words before he died.

Mo Yu shrugged disapprovingly: “Then I’ll wait.” ”

Jumping to the bottom of the pit, he looked down at the half-kneeling Zhuo Cang Sheng and raised a finger.

The finger pointed at the center of his eyebrow, and the silent slaughter fell on his back.

Mo Yu shook his hand in disgust and whispered.

His gaze immediately fell on the slaughtering demon sword, and the treasure art was used.

“Demon sword killing, quasi-heaven-level treasure, the killing sword forged by the Nine Yin Xuan Iron, can devour the living soul, the more you kill, the stronger the power, can be divided into thirteen homologous demon swords, and the power will decrease accordingly.

It can be recycled, and the exchange value of gas luck is 110,000. ”

“It’s actually a treasure with growth attributes.” Mo Yu picked up the killing sword, flicked his fingers, and the sound of the sword suddenly sounded.

The sword sound has a penetrating force, it seems to penetrate the eardrum, if it is an ordinary person, just this sound will cause the eardrum to rupture and become disabled.

“Good sword.”

Mo Yu sighed, and the magic sword turned into a little light in his hand and dissipated, which was instantly sold to the system by him.

The luck value increased from 580,000 to 690,000.

Mo Yu was very happy in his heart, his confidence was unprecedentedly sufficient, and he guessed in his heart, and he didn’t know what kind of mythical character the 690,000 qi luck value could turn into?

Whether it can reach the fifth level of the heavens.

Mo Yu is not sure, there is a huge gap between the Dongtian Realm and the Supreme Realm, and he has never seen a real Supreme Realm powerhouse so far, so it is difficult to judge.

He was not in a hurry to transform, the situation was not critical now, and Yang Jian’s identity was not bad.

Jumping to the ground, he cast his gaze in the direction of Tianjizi and Linglong, and walked quickly.

The demon sword was still inserted in front of the two, and he gently pulled it up and received the ring.

Tianjizi did not laugh this time, but looked serious, and even said with a slightly fanatical expression: “Zhenjun is here to save the world that is about to be destroyed?” ”

“？？？” Mo Yu looked at him with a question mark on his face, what happened?