Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1340

2021-11-12

Chapter 1340 Divine Ability

Turn defeat into victory, that is to say, Umen will win?

Yuan Ming was hard to digest for a while, that is to say, although Wumen was a little frustrated in the early stage, he would win in the end.

However, the opponent is Mo Duyu, and the three Divine Ability are in the state.

Yuan Ming looked at the eye-sacrifice rooftop, the three-color giant axe composed of thunder flames and stars, was simply breathtaking.

Being in a bystander position, I saw that the giant axe was gorgeous, but I couldn't feel the slightest horror.

But judging from Wumen's reaction, the pressure of the tricolor giant axe far surpassed any attack just now.

This is the terrifying point of Mo Duyu's move. He didn't waste a single bit of power and used it entirely on offense.

Looking at Wumen, if the miasma can't have new changes, I'm afraid it will be unsustainable.

In this case, can you really win?

Yuan Ming was skeptical and did not pursue further questions.

The son of a famous family is relaxed. Fortunately, Yuan Ming will accept it when he sees it. If the other party is not satisfied and then asks, the secret of the fame list cannot be kept.

Just now, on the fame list, the identity of Wumen was revealed, "The descendant of Mijiao is an ancient witch inheritance, and more importantly, he is the son of the Wu Family!"

No wonder, this person can resist Mo Duyu's attack, and his performance is more amazing than the previous Baizi. The reason is very simple, he is one of the Baizi himself.

Besides, he is also one of the most mysterious Wu Family.

Among the hundred schools of thought, the Wu Family is the oldest in history and the earliest extinction.

Many later schools have not even seen the heyday of the Wu Family, and can only record relevant information from rumors.

Nowadays, the son of Wu Family has appeared, which means Wu Family has officially returned.

“ancient martial arts inheritance!”

The son of a famous master pays more attention to these four words, but he knows how terrifying ancient witches are, and today’s people get inheritance, even if it’s just fur, it’s enough Make the world tremble.

That's why he dared to boast 'turning defeat into victory'.

The point is that even Yuan Ming doesn't believe it, let alone other forces.

On Mount Tai, what the overwhelming majority saw was that Mo Duyu's full strength, Wumen's advantage was no longer, and it quickly turned sharply downward.

"It's amazing to be able to support for such a long time!"

After all, none of the first few hundred sons could be as resilient as Wumen.

In their opinion, Wumen's excellent performance has come to an end.

"It's a pity that the presiding qualifications of the Autumn Harvest Festival still fall on the Taoists!"

Once upon a time, they also hoped that the Imperial Court would be too humiliated and would send someone to interrupt the Taoists. Plans, but so far nothing has happened.

Everyone knows that this time the Imperial Court is going to be a coward.

It's just that no one is willing to let the Taoists of arrogant and despotic win.

On the platform of sacrifice, Wumen's eyes became brighter and brighter, covering the sallow sickness on his face, and then he coughed.

Mo Duyu was holding the tri-color giant axe and pressing down hard, when she heard the cough, her heart trembled.

Unfathomable mystery, I heard a cough, and my throat was a little itchy.

This is just a small episode, Mo Duyu didn't care, right now is the mortal body, and many mortals' bad habits are unavoidable. Isn't it normal to hear a cough and itchy throat?

So, Mo Duyu put it aside, and the three-color giant axe continued to press down.

Wumen stepped on the ground's feet, and began to rise flames. There were also thunders thick with chopsticks around his body, which fell to him from time to time, and a large piece of starlight fell on the top of his head, turning into catkins and threads. shape.

The murderous intention brought by giant axe came faster and more violently than expected.

At this moment, Wumen has already fallen into the ultimate move, only the axe can fall to the ground completely, and the endless flame thunder starlight will completely drown him.

"It's over, it's over!"

The overall situation has been decided, and there is no room for turning back.

Everyone feels pity for Wumen, if it is not on the platform of sacrifice, in any other place, they can be famous for their first-hand strength.

What a pity!

Since it attracts the attention of all forces in the world, the sacrifice to the sky has great glory, but it also has great danger.

Although Wumen showed his experience, he was not Mo Duyu's opponent and could only die.

"With his ability, in the Rice Sect, he must be like a seed descendant!"

"His elders, if they heard the news of his fall, I don't know what it is. How sad?"

"Yes, it's not easy to cultivate such an outstanding Junior!"

While talking, many people sighed, the so-called geniuses under their sects are only Afraid of less than one ten thousandth of the other party.

Such a genius is about to perish on the platform of sacrifice.

“cough cough!”

From the altar, a second cough sounded again.

Although everyone was surprised, they felt that it was normal. After all, the fighting was fierce right now, and Wumen's body was overloaded. It was common sense to cough a few times.

However, Mo Duyu, the other person on stage, felt bad.

Hearing this cough, his throat became itchy, as if a hundred claws were scratching in his throat.

"Not good!"

Mo Duyu was horrified to find that he couldn't help coughing, his mind was clear, this was not an ordinary cough.

Now, how could he not understand that Wumen seemed to be motionless, but in fact he had already made a move, and the coughing sound was a sign.

I'm so good, my throat starts to itch for no reason, obviously I've been tricked by it unconsciously.

Itchy throat, which seems to be a small problem, actually affects the whole body.

Mo Du's three-color giant axe in jade hand began to slow down, and he couldn't smash it down decisively.

My mind is completely confused, my throat is full of itching, all my energy is suppressing the urge to cough, and I can no longer attack.

As a result, the onlookers found that Mo Duyu had a chance to win, and didn't expect to stop halfway

"Too insidious!"

Mo Duyu's brain Turning fast, could it be the miasma just now?

No, he just dealt with not one drop of water can leak out, and he didn't get half of it.

even more how, as an immortal reincarnation, his fleshy body is much purer than ordinary people, and ordinary filth cannot be approached.

Only...

Mo Duyu just remembered something when a third cough came from his ear.

Before Wumen's coughing ended, Mo Duyu couldn't hold it any longer, and a series of coughing sounds blurted out.

“cough cough cough!”

A funny scene happened, the two people who were fighting for life and death, now they coughed one after another as if they were singing in harmony.

"cough cough cough, you, cough cough, turned out to be..."

Mo Duyu couldn't stop coughing. Not finished.

As he kept coughing, the sound of phlegm on his coughing voice was as thick as a cow.

Moreover, Mo Duyu's complexion gradually turned sallow, approaching Wumen's complexion.

"The plague department, cough cough cough, it turned out to be the plague department, cough cough cough!"

Mo Duyu's whole body was exhausted, and the three-color giant axe in his hand collapsed and disappeared in an instant. trace.

At this moment, he finally understood that the other party was using the Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague.

The four Celestial Court, Thunder Fire Fighting Plague, in addition to the Leibu, Huobu and Doubu mastered by Mo Duyu, there is also the most mysterious and unavoidable one, Plague. Department.

What Wumen used just now was the Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague, which spread the disease through a cough.

(end of this chapter)