Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1318

2021-11-05

Chapter 1318 Walking Staff

Mo Duyu double beckoned, pouring out dozens of sticks from the palm and between the fingers An orange-yellow streamer strip.

On closer inspection, these streamers are full of sparks.

Seeing the storm rising, the firelight instantly turned into countless lamp holes the size of human heads, floating and floating in mid-air.

With just a few breaths, Mo Duyu summoned thousands of lanterns the size of human heads, wrapping all directions.

There are so many lanterns, all over the body, layered and staggered, leaving no gaps.

Even with the power of the Ascetic Son, if he wanted to attack him directly, he couldn't get past these lanterns.

The fire was burning quietly, showing orange-yellow, from a distance, it looked like a beautiful flower, but the internal temperature was extremely terrifying, and anything that touched it would inevitably turn into a wisp of fly ash.

"If this makes you feel safer..."

The ascetic stepped out, "Traveling all over the world, how about the rainstorm, how about the wind and frost, how about the snow and ice?"

"Heaven and Earth are dark, only self-evident!"

"Wanderers are boundless, travelers are boundless!"

The soles of the feet landed on the sacrificial platform, rumbling loudly , suddenly the situation changed suddenly.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and in the blink of an eye, hail, wind frost, snowflakes, etc. fell, moved towards the two people below hiding the sky and covering the earth.

The entire Mount Tai was instantly shrouded in cold air, and the aftermath of the confrontation in the arena immediately spread all over the place.

The hailstone is as small as a fist and as big as a bull's head. It hits the ground, and even the stones are smashed into pieces. If the cultivator had spell self-protection, it would have killed people on the spot.

A wisp of wind and frost made everything wither from the freeze, and the birds and beasts didn't have time to escape, and they froze to death in place and turned into ice sculpture.

The snowflakes falling from the sky are as big as a mat, and can even cover the towering trees.

The ascetic and Mo Duyu were like weeds on the ground, most of them were submerged in an instant, and only the upper half was exposed.

But the ascetic said softly, "The wind and rain are the way forward, what can stop me?"

Next moment, his body walked fast, in the hail, the wind, the frost and the snow. Shuttle, like a fish back in water in general.

"Mo Duyu, let's go down!"

The ascetic slapped the opponent's chest with a slight force. As expected, the opponent was no longer able to resist.

“en?”

The touch of the palm is different from what I expected. It is not cold at all, but warm and soft to the touch.

"This trick of an ascetic is worthy of showing off in front of me?"

Mo Duyu's voice was not loud, but it stopped in the ears of an ascetic, not to be slaughtered by others weak state.

"You?"

The ascetic raised his head sharply, but saw his palm stopped in front of him, blocked by a seedling-like fire.

"Spiritual Fire, True Fire?"

The ascetic made a telekinetic shot and quickly backed away, for fear of being hit by the opponent's fire.

The other party just released the faint rays of light and blocked his palm. It is conceivable that once the flames touch, this hand will not want it anymore.

"Ascetic, I heard that your feet are very powerful. Now let me see, can you take out the place where my fire radiates?"

Mo Duyu spread his hands, and the flames were suspended in the air in front of him. , rising up against the wind.

A layer of rays of light is wrapped around the fire, as if sealed in a sphere.

"This fire method looks like Interesting!"

The bystanders also began to find anomalies. The ascetic called Heaven and Earth mutation, but they could not extinguish the fire.

"What is the well-known spell Divine Ability in the Taoist Linghuo Pavilion?"

Everyone whispered and couldn't think of it, but they looked towards the Taoist side, they should know.

At first, the daoist smiled without saying a word, his expression was indifferent, and he had no intention of opening his mouth.

"Fire Department Tianzhang!"

Fang Dou suddenly spoke, and the red luan beside him started, "Master, you can see it!"

"Not bad. !"

Fang Dou of course saw that Mo Duyu's fire technique, in the bones, is the chapter of the fire department, no wonder Taoists are willing to entrust him with the important task.

It seems that Taoists have been planning this autumn harvest festival for a long time!

"Fire Department Tianzhang!"

The son of the famous sect trembled slightly, he felt the scroll heating up slightly, and knew what Fang Dou said was true.

The scroll responded, and the four characters of the Fire Department Tianzhang were added, which shows the power of this Divine Ability.

Just, how did Fang Dou know?

In addition to Taoism, other forces, although they know these four characters, do not understand what it means.

Mo Duyu nodded, "Since you've shown your face, you can't dilly-dallying, ascetic, come..."

tone barely fell, that seedling-like fire, fierce The ground soared three feet, moved towards Ascetic fell head-on.

The fire was so powerful, like baring fangs and brandishing claws, hundreds of fire tongues were instantly differentiated, swaying and gathering from various corners.

On the platform of sacrifice, there is a strange weather.

The atmosphere created by the ascetic is a freezing cold climate of three feet, which can be described as dripping into ice and breathing into fog.

However, Mo Duyu and the small Small World he confronted were completely intolerant. It was as if he was in a furnace, and he was sweating profusely.

Innumerable tongues of fire, either stabbed like a long spear, or entwined like a snake, surrounded Mo Duyu.

Such a powerful fire method, everyone is daunted, and if they ask themselves, if they put themselves in their shoes, they will definitely not want to be contaminated.

A son of an ascetic, if he keeps on holding on, but if he is caught by one or two fire tongues, he will surely end up being burnt to ashes.

"Good day!"

The ascetic raised his feet, "I remember when I was young, I went to the border of the Western Regions, where Flame Mountain is abundant!"

"The raging fire from the depths of the earth melts the rock and hits the top of the mountain, which is spectacular!"

"I have used these feet to test the temperature of lava!"

"You trifling flame, how can you hurt me?"

The ascetic jumped up from the ground, staggered his feet, and instantly hit the nearest dozen or so flames.

A strange scene happened. The original nihilistic fire seemed to become reality under the steps of his feet.

“dong dong dong!”

in midair, there were footsteps.

Under everyone's attention, the ascetic stepped on the flames and climbed high step by step.

huhuhu!

The fire took advantage of the wind, and it seemed that there was a large bellows below to increase its strength. The tongue of fire on the ground soared tenfold, and rose again to the sky, catching up with the back of the ascetic.

Mo Duyu's fire control skills are simply brought to the point of perfection.

The ascetic was in the sky, surrounded by flames, and he was about to be buried in it.

Next moment!

"Walking staff!"

In the hands of the ascetic son, a wooden staff suddenly appeared.

This is an ordinary dead branch, the end is stained with mud, the handle is rubbed brightly, and there are even traces left by the friction of the rope, which should be used to hang the bottle gourd and so on.

The walking stick, the ascetic's sect protecting treasure.

The son of the ascetic, holding a wooden staff, descended from the sky, and the flames all around could not be approached, as if they were blocked by an invisible barrier.

dong!

In the end, the son of the ascetic landed on the altar, and the walking stick was inserted into the ground, causing a frenzied wave, and the firelight retreated to the outside of the hundred zhang.

Mo Duyu was slightly surprised and took a few steps back before letting go of the fire of asserts the senses.

(end of this chapter)