Legendary Pharmacist

The sword shadow fell, like the cyan pillar of heaven toppled, hitting the intersection of countless thunder and lightning with the momentum of cutting everything.

The center of electric sparks and flames splashed, and was slashed by the sword of Moyun Huaxiang, and there was a roar like the clang of a bronze bell.

The thousands of feet long sword shadow paused slightly, obviously touching a hard object, and then continued to fall.

A meteor mixed with crimson, purple-white, and cyan light was shot towards the ground under the push of the sword.

The previous confrontation between Moyun Huaxiang Sword and the phantom of Yunxiu Continent was resisted for too long, and a large amount of the power of heaven and earth in the sword shadow was lost.

The remaining strength has long since disappeared, and it is only due to the effect of the magic weapon Yunshan Mist that it can continue to maintain the shocking outline of the giant sword.

After hitting Mo Junrong, the power of the mist of Yunshan was suddenly greatly consumed, and the gray cloud quickly shrank back.

Without the support of the divine soldiers, the remaining power of heaven and earth could no longer maintain the Moyun Huaxiang sword, and it also dispersed and drifted.

From a distance, the sword that lifted the sky that cut through the clouds was softening and dissipating like incense and green smoke.

The sword energy brought up by the sword shadow chopping down is no longer sharp and unstoppable, but also softened and transformed into a strong wind.

Woohoo, the strong wind hit the ground in the direction of the sword's fall, and immediately lifted the thick scorched sand on the ground, like dark clouds rolling and surging on the ground and in midair.

The meteor, which was entangled by electric light, flames, and the power of blue heaven and earth, fell into the thick sand and disappeared.

On the ground, Zheng Qiu stared at all this with a dark face, and clearly saw the scene of Qingyue and Yunyou hitting Mo Junrong together.

There is no doubt that the falling meteor should be Mo Junrong.

Seeing Mo Junrong disappear into the dust, Zheng Qiu frowned, and suddenly moved his feet.

A circle of air waves surged and spread, black scorched sand flew up under the feet, and the surrounding hot molten lava turned up stormy waves.

Zheng Qiu disappeared suddenly, leaving only a blurred afterimage, but he had already rushed into the scorched sand and dust cloud.

Passing through the ground where the magma accumulated at a very high speed, the red hot liquid droplets were swept away by the air current and separated to the sides.

The churning dust cloud formed by the black scorched sand was instantly knocked open a ten-foot-diameter hole, revealing the most central scene inside.

Among the dust clouds, a figure wrapped in lightning and flames was slowly floating up from the ground.

A bottomless crater had been smashed under the figure, and sand and soil poured in from all around like a waterfall.

Mo Junrong can still fly, isn't he injured? The following picture answered Zheng Qiu's question.

I saw the figure stretching his hands to the sides, and the golden-red light of the power of heaven and earth exploded violently to the surroundings along with the waves of fire.

The purple-white electric light and the strong wind flickering blue light were blown away in an instant.

Mo Junrong's figure emerged from it, seemingly unscathed, even his robes were neat and clean.

No way, after being hit by Qingyue's Longlei and Moyun's Transforming Elephant Sword, nothing happened!

When did Mo Junrong's defense become so strong?

Although he was puzzled, Zheng Qiu did not slow down, striding forward and quickly closing the distance.

Eighty feet, seventy feet, sixty feet, when they got closer to sixty feet, Mo Junrong had already noticed Zheng Qiu's movements, and turned to look this way.

So what if you see it, Zheng Qiu is not a sneak attack, but an aboveboard frontal attack.

Raise your hands and draw two curse lines in the air, and then click forward from left to right.

"Xuansi Dao, Rui Ming breaks the order!"

At this moment, Qingyue used the dragon cry to shake away the locked-up power of heaven and earth in the environment, and this was exactly Zheng Qiu's plan.

Qing Yuezhen unlocked the locked power of heaven and earth, so he could cast mysterious spells and mobilize natural forces to attack.

He had fought against Mo Junrong many times before, and Mo Junrong had already found out his shortcomings.

Once the power of heaven and earth in the environment is locked, Zheng Qiu cannot fly, and at the same time loses the ability to attack from a distance.

The only remaining methods such as throwing wooden swords and sprinkling medicinal powder are no different from juggling performances for the strong in the divine realm.

So this time, Zheng Qiu deliberately brought Qingyue along to fight against the effect of the Divine Axe of Destiny's imprisoning the power of heaven and earth.

There was a sharp and crisp bird song in the air, and then two shining firebirds rushed towards Mo Junrong one after the other.

Where the wings flapped, the airflow swept away the billowing sand and dust, opening up an unimpeded avenue.

"Conjuration?"

Seeing the fire bird with a wingspan of seven feet, and hearing the voice of chanting formulas, Mo Junrong was obviously taken aback.

But Mo Junrong also reacted quickly, the power of the surrounding heaven and earth escaped the control of the Divine Ax of Destiny, of course Zheng Qiu could cast the spell.

Bowing his head, the Ax of Destiny fell thirteen feet away from him. It fell out of his hand when he fell just now.

The Divine Ax of Destiny is not without disaster, but it does not have the function of automatically flying back to the owner's hand, and it is too late to fly there to pick it up.

Mo Junrong raised the sleeve of his right hand, and suddenly there was a brand-new fire-stone long sword in his palm, and he waved his hand to perform the two-stroke mountain sword technique.

The sword light slashed out sharply, and hit the fire bird with the momentum of collapsing mountains and cutting off water.

Boom, boom, two ravines half a man's width were plowed on the ground, and the firebird that broke the battle order was neatly cut in half.

Although the momentum of the Firebird's charge remained unabated, the remaining part after being cut through was still charging forward.

But they could no longer threaten Mo Junrong, four flames flew past him one by one, crashing into the scorched sand and dust cloud in the distance.

It seems that Zheng Qiu still hasn't made much progress, just tossing and turning the little rubbish moves.

Mo Junrong was not interested in entanglement with Zheng Qiu, and flew sideways to pick up the Destiny Axe, planning to deal with Yunyou and the extraordinary dragon first.

"Get down!"

There was a roar from behind, and then Mo Junrong's ankle tightened, and he was entangled by a rattan that was as thick as his wrist.

The cane was very tough, Mo Junrong struggled a little but didn't break it, instead his body was pulled down a bit.

He waved the fire stone long sword casually, cut off the rattan with a snap, and wanted to get away with a contemptuous smile.

However, before he could retract his sword and fly, the air behind him was disturbed violently, and the whistling sound of the wind piercing through the air directly pressed down on the back of his head.

Mo Junrong hurriedly turned his head to look back, only to see a fist zooming in rapidly in his field of vision.

Bang, like a mallet hitting a gong, and there was a sound of gold and iron at the junction of fist and cheek.

A large handful of sparks flew outward, and Mo Junrong's body swayed back slightly, but then stabilized.

There was no scar on his cheek, and it was neither red nor swollen. Zheng Qiu's fist seemed to hit the strongest magic shield.

"It's not the energy of the body!

Sure enough, there was something wrong with this guy's physical body, not the physical body of a normal practitioner. "

With one punch in the face, Zheng Qiu discovered the problem.

Without waiting for Mo Junrong to react, he immediately raised his other arm, made a fist with a false curse pattern, and smashed it.

"Xuansi crossing method, the avenue is in the heart, the energy channels gather strength to destroy evil spirits, and smash the demon order!"

It is still a Xuan Dao spell, but this Xuan Dao spell is different from before, it is not a long-distance attack.

I saw the curse pattern shattered, turned into sharp light and merged into the arm, instantly making Zheng Qiu's entire arm shine like a lamp stone,