Legendary Pharmacist

Zheng Qiu looked up at the sky, Yunyou's body hadn't recovered yet, it was still in that translucent state.

So he immediately gathered his mind and released his mental fluctuations to the dragon shadow flying and circling under the dark clouds in the sky.

"Qingyue, remove the Destiny Axe, and don't let Mo Junrong touch it!"

The strong mental fluctuations were like thunder flashes, rushing straight to the clouds.

The dragon shadow in the sky quickly changed the direction of its circle, and from between the silver-blue scales, a slanting flame of a different color suddenly fell down.

This strange-colored fire with a faint light green luster fell in the direction of the Divine Axe of Destiny.

Obviously, Qingyue has received a message from Zheng Qiu's mental fluctuations, and she is going to blast the ax into the distance with the breath of fire.

However, Zheng Qiu sent a message of mental fluctuations, and this solidified and compressed spiritual power was also sensed by Mo Junrong.

After a short pause, Mo Junrong deciphered the meaning and understood Zheng Qiu's plan.

Although he still has many means to deal with Zheng Qiu, the Divine Ax of Destiny is always his most powerful weapon.

"The world is in my hands, if you want to take away the axe, you have to ask me if I agree!"

Mo Junrong smiled coldly, and flew up against the strong wind from the top of the dragon's spit, and swung his arm with a clear sweeping dust sword.

The glowing red fire stone long sword swept horizontally across the sword face, swaying a broad sword light like a fan.

This layer of golden-red broad sword light is like a narrow and long eaves, temporarily covering the strong wind that is pressing down on your head.

Mo Junrong himself took advantage of the time when the strong wind weakened, and jumped towards the location of the Divine Ax of Destiny, trying to retract the ax before the strange fire breath hit it.

At this moment, Mo Junrong's eyes blurred, and Zheng Qiu's figure suddenly blocked his flight path.

The moment Zheng Qiu appeared, he raised his hand to attack without saying a word, blasting light green rays of light like flying leaves.

Mo Junrong knew that this pale green light was Zheng Qiu's special power, which had the effect of restraining the flame of glory.

But why is it shaped like leaves?

He doesn't know, and doesn't want to know.

Raise your right arm high,

The firestone long sword flashed brightly, and it struck Zheng Qiu head-on with an unstoppable force.

That's right, Wen Jianzong's very basic sword technique, Kaishan Sword.

But the meaning of opening a mountain has an unstoppable momentum.

As long as enough power of heaven and earth is poured into the sword move, the power of the sword's edge can be multiplied when it falls.

Those leaf-shaped pale green rays of light were cut into pieces one after another by the sword light, like water bubbles in a pond that would burst when poked.

But the sword light based on the power of heaven and earth is not invincible. Although the leaves formed by the vitality and divine power are chopped into pieces, when each piece is broken, part of the sword light will collapse.

"It can be broken into pieces!"

Mo Junrong was surprised, but he didn't make any guesses and analysis, so he rushed directly through the passage opened by the sword light.

The distance of about five feet was fleeting, and with the power of the Kaishan Sword, he passed through countless light green rays of light and got close to Zheng Qiu within arms.

"Bug, die for me!"

Mo Junrong let out a loud roar, and the fire stone long sword was swiftly drawn out.

Zheng Qiu didn't seem to react, and seemed to be frightened stupid, keeping his hands in the previous position without defense.

Pfft, the tip of the sword easily tore through the strength of the protective body and penetrated Zheng Qiu's throat.

Mo Junrong's wrist turned quickly, causing the blade to turn over, and cut Zheng Qiu's neck in two.

However, at this moment, he discovered a problem.

There was no blood at the severed neck, and there was no muscle or bone inside. Instead, it was a whole gray-green thing.

Mo Junrong instantly understood that he had been fooled. This was not Zheng Qiu's real body, but something like a puppet.

The previous attack was probably just that one move, and it was exhausted.

Everything is just attracting oneself to attack and delaying one's own time.

He raised his foot and kicked the headless fake Zheng Qiu away, and the thing shattered into a pile of wood chips under the impact of the kick.

And at this moment, a gust of air whizzed from the left, and the figure in white slammed into Mo Junrong's side with a bang.

"Xuan Si Dao, Soul Shattering Lightning Order!"

Shouts of incantation formulas sounded, and this figure was the real Zheng Qiu.

Taking advantage of the speed of the charge, Zheng Qiu kicked Mo Junrong to the ground with a knee kick.

The left arm swung horizontally to block Mo Junrong's sword-wielding hand, and the right hand pressed towards Mo Junrong's temple.

As the Xuandao incantation was read out, the incantation patterns prepared in advance on the palm of his right hand shattered, and dark yellow lightning flashed.

Soul Shattering Brilliant Lightning Token is also a thunder curse, similar to other thunder curses, it has extremely strong destructive power.

This thunder spell needs to be released close to the body, using the caster's own spiritual power as a guide to strengthen the heart-breaking and deterrent effect of the thunder spell.

Once caught in the trick, it will have a great impact on the mind and consciousness, and if it is not done well, it will become crazy and demented.

How did Mo Junrong know the mystery of the Soul Shattering Brilliant Lightning Token, and he still resisted it like a normal thunder spell.

A faint phantom of the Cloud Sleeve Continent rose up, covering Mo Junrong, forming an absolute protection of the power of the world.

Pa, clapped the palm, and the dark yellow electric light flickered and jumped on the phantom of Yunxiu Continent.

No matter how crackling it was, it couldn't break through the phantom and touch the skin of Mo Junrong's temple.

However, the electric current can be stopped, but the mental power can't stop it.

Mo Junrong only felt his head was in a daze, as if he was drunk, and the whole world was spinning.

Bang, before he regained consciousness, there was a powerful impact from behind, which almost made him spit out his lungs.

Mo Junrong was hit to the ground by Zheng Qiu, like a meteor falling to the ground, smashing a big crater with a depth of more than five feet in the scorched black sand sea.

The flying sand and dust billowed high, making vision very blurred.

On the other side, Qingyue's breath of strange fire also fell to the ground in an inclined route.

A large group of mushroom-shaped fireballs sprang up from the ground, and the rays of light illuminated the sky and the earth, blowing majestic airflow and impact.

The Divine Ax of Destiny is not heavy, it is just an ordinary gray stone axe, how can it block the blast wave.

The ax was instantly thrown away, and it swung away in a circle like a sharp arrow, falling towards the distant horizon.

The sand and dust intertwined with the different-colored flames of the explosion, bringing dazzling brilliance and thick chaos to the dim world.

Zheng Qiu couldn't see Mo Junrong's condition clearly, nor could he judge whether Mo Junrong was injured.

But when the Soul Breaking Lightning Order hit the side of Mo Junrong's head just now, he remembered that a phantom appeared on Mo Junrong's body again, resembling the phantom of the topography of the Cloud Sleeve Continent.

Could it be blocked again?

How to get rid of this phantom-like barrier on Mo Junrong's body?

Obviously, the Divine Ax of Destiny is far away, and the connection between Mo Junrong and Shenbing should be severed. Why can he still use the special effect of the Divine Ax of Destiny?

Sure enough, as Zheng Qiu expected, the center of the flying dust exploded with majestic momentum.

The dust was blown away in an instant, Mo Junrong's figure jumped out of it, and the golden-red light turned into blood-red in the blink of an eye.

"The gods look like the heavens!"

Zheng Qiu repeated his old trick, using the technique of divine appearance to draw out a powerful arm, trying to push Mo Junrong back to the ground.

Air combat is not his strong point, he has to drag Mo Junrong to the ground.