Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

Zheng!

The sound of the sword suddenly rose, and the Pure Yang Sword was unsheathed, and a sword light slashed towards Qi Huang Tianjun like a match.

This sword is indescribably fast, like a storm in the sky, beyond the limits of everyone’s thinking.

“Not good!”

Qi Huang Tianjun’s reaction was extremely fast, and at the moment when the sword song appeared, his figure turned into a phantom and retreated sharply.

He was fast, but the sword light was faster.

One thousandth of an instant had caught up with his figure and slashed down with a sword.

Qi Huang Tianjun didn’t have time to make a move at all, and the right hand that had been raised before grabbed it forward, and a layer of black mist wrapped his palm.

Clang!

A crisp sound of gold and iron appeared, and the sword light slashed into his palm, and there was a splash of sparks, but the next moment, the black mist was chopped like tofu, and the sword light fell again.

Blood overflowed, Qi Huang Tianjun let out a muffled snort, and his wrist was cut off by a sword.

At the same time, the pure yang sword rises, and the light of the supreme sun spreads, and all the evil spirits are everywhere.

Qi Huang Tianjun’s figure emitted white smoke in the light, and unconsciously screamed, and the human appearance could no longer be maintained.

In an instant, his originally handsome face turned into a rat’s head, and there was also a rat’s tail behind his back that pierced his clothes and hung down.

However, his wrist and arm remained in their original shape, and did not completely show their original shape.

His face was gloomy, and he looked at Su Mu coldly.

Su Mu’s reaction was extremely fast, and he had already retreated to the edge of the altar and pointed at him: “As expected, you are indeed a demon and are harming people here. ”

For this shock, many patients below have already made a mess, even the most stupid people can know that Qi Huang Tianjun is a rat demon.

Except for those believers who had taken the soup medicine, even in the face of this shock, they still chanted sutras in their mouths and kept chanting the name of Qi Huang Tianjun.

Su Mu shouted: “Everyone, this rat demon changed into a human form to confuse everyone, he is not a savior at all, this plague was deliberately spread by him.” ”

As he drank, all the patients below completely exploded, and they all looked at the rat demon in unison, their eyes red.

Someone let out a low roar similar to that of a beast: “Is it the plague you spread? ”

Faced with his identity being demolished, Qi Huang Tianjun did not care, most of his energy has been left on the Pure Yang Sword, seeing that this immortal sword has not been cut down again, the tip of his left finger is lightly raised, and his severed wrist suddenly returns to his hand.

Connecting the wound, the flesh and blood suddenly squirmed, and the broken arm was connected by him in a moment, which was the same as before.

After doing all this, he held the rat’s head and sneered: “Yes, this plague is exactly what Benjun spreads, you know what the truth can be, and you have to be at the mercy of Benjun.” ”

He smiled, saw Su Mu’s face turned dark, and asked: “Su Mu, if Benjun guessed correctly, this immortal sword should not belong to your Xuanji Gate.” ”

Although he was asking, his tone was extremely determined.

Su Mu spoke, and was about to answer, but a voice appeared first in the sky.

“Yes, the Pure Yang Sword was lent to him by Poor Dao.”

When the words fell, at first glance, I saw the sea of clouds in the sky, and there were ten thousand immortal lights shining on the heavens and the earth, and everyone present subconsciously raised their heads, only to see a white-clothed Daoist standing on the cloud in the immortal light, and the endless immortal light emanated, like the nine heavenly gods.

He raised his hand slightly, and the Pure Yang Sword sounded softly, and instantly returned to his hand.

Then he looked at the rat demon: “Plague Jun, it’s been a long time.” ”

The rat demon said strangely: “Do you recognize Benjun? ”

He looked left and right, determined that it was a raw face, and saw the light next to him, and thought of something to ask: “What is the relationship between you and Yang Jian?” ”

The corners of Mo Yu’s mouth raised, worthy of being a Desolate Ancient Great Demon, he thought of the most likely situation so quickly.

He said in a loud voice: “Poor Dao Lu Chunyang, entrusted by Yang Jian Daoyou, I came to kill you.” ”

The plague jun was stunned at first, and then laughed: “So it is, Benjun said how obviously there is a child who reported that he found Yang Jian’s figure, but he couldn’t wait left and right, it turned out that he was afraid of Benjun and deliberately sent you to die.” ”

He smiled and shook his head: “That’s it, it’s okay, kill you first, and then refine you into a plague puppet, force Yang Jian to find out, and then take revenge before it’s too late.” ”

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows and said, “You seem to be very confident in yourself. ”

The plague monarch sneered: “That’s nature, Benjun has been in the desolate for countless years, if it weren’t for the last time in the mausoleum on the verge of running out of oil, how could Yang Jian be powerful, now although Benjun has not become a fairy, but is already a supreme body, if you want to cut me, you can try.” ”

Mo Yu chuckled: “That’s exactly what I mean.” ”

When the words fell, the sword in his hand was slashed lightly, and a sword light fell from the immortal light, invisible and untraceable.

The sword light was close in the blink of an eye, and no one’s gaze could catch it.

Thundered!

There was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, and if you listened carefully, it was like the sound of a sword.

Sword Qi Thunder!

Mo Yu casually struck a sword, and the speed of the sword qi had surpassed the sound barrier, which was why he had such a vision.

But this is not the key to the sword qi thunder.

As a sword cultivator, it is the heaviest killing faction in the immortal path, and the sword qi thunder yin, as a representative divine power of sword cultivation, itself represents the understanding of the rules.

This thunder sound is a manifestation of energy, and Mo Yu’s sword has faintly touched the essence of energy and can kill all things.

Facing this sword, Rao Shijun also showed a trace of shock, but he was no longer what he used to be, he drank lightly, his fingernails soared, and a faint green light lingered in it.

Immediately, his one hand grabbed towards the sword qi, there were endless mysteries, and it hit the weakest link of the sword qi, and in an instant, the space faintly collapsed, and the plague monarch tore it with both hands, and actually tore this sword qi head-on.

The altar under him was suddenly covered with cracks, and with a soft snort, the plague monarch suddenly rose into the sky, his right claw soared into the air, and five ghost rays tore through the sky curtain, instantly attacking Mo Yu.

As soon as he got up, the altar standing at his feet was suddenly shattered and crushed into the finest stone powder.

But outside the altar, there is no trace of damage.

The Supreme Realm is completely different from the Cave Heaven Realm, and it has begun to touch the origin, which is the most crucial step for the humanized immortal.

Therefore, the control of power is far from being comparable to the Dongtian Realm.

Compared with the terrifying aftermath of the Dongtian Realm powerhouse that often affects thousands of miles, the Supreme Realm powerhouse is already meticulous, and the power of each blow is highly condensed, so the aftermath is not as good as the Dongtian Realm powerhouse.

But because of this, their attacks are even more terrifying, and the Supreme Realm can reach the Transformation Realm with a single move, even the powerhouses of the Great Perfection of the Cave Heaven Realm are difficult to resist.

Only when they fought with their peers with all their strength, it was possible to not grasp the leakage of power, and the impact was far more terrifying than that of the powerhouses of the Cave Heaven Realm.

“Oh? I have some skills. ”

Mo Yu chuckled, unimpressed, the sword just now was just a casual temptation for him.

He also got the result he wanted, and at present, it seems that the Plague Monarch can only recover to the level of the Supreme Realm, which is slightly weaker than him.

Since this is the case, how can he let the other party go, and while his eyes are slightly condensed, the Pure Yang Sword is sacrificed.

In an instant, everything froze, a sword light, the sun to the holy, like the rising sun.

Pure Yang sword method starting style, the sword has pure yang!