Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1342

2021-11-13

Chapter 1342 Victory

Mo Duyu's coma marked the end of this fight.

Anyone can see that even if the daoist did not speak at the beginning, the Taoist would lose.

Wumen's first-hand Divine Ability of Plague Department directly affects Mo Duyu. Although the three Divine Ability are strong, they cannot protect him.

For a while, everyone in the audience felt chilly, the thunder flames, whatever the naked eye could see, the only plague that the naked eye couldn't see, you can't guard against it, it's audible color change.

"Taoism lost!"

Some people couldn't help sighing. Just now, Mo Duyu's losing streak and the invincible sweeping scene are not far away, and now he is already in a coma.

It's not that Mo Duyu is incompetent, but that his enemy is too strong.

With just a few coughs, Wumen made Mo Duyu seriously ill, unable to do anything, and finally fell to the ground in a coma.

There were also experts in the audience. Seeing Mo Duyu's face, they knew that he was very ill and that he would not be able to fight again for a short time.

Taoism just came out with a character, and now it has been abolished.

However, the original daoist was able to hold back his anger and voluntarily admit defeat, which seemed unusual.

"You think I want to admit defeat?"

The daoist was roaring in his heart at the beginning, and before he could respond, a certain pure Yang daoist sent his voice into his mind.

"Immediately come to the stage, on behalf of Mo Duyu's number, bring him back!"

At first, Daoist was in a trance for a while, and thought he was hallucinating, but when he felt the coldness of his palm, I know it wasn't a dream.

Open your palms, lay a water dragon jade pendant, and do the posture of a whale swallowing water.

“cough cough cough!”

A few Taoists came forward, fearing that they would be affected, they used a spell to lift Mo Duyu down.

However, unconsciously, they also began to have itchy throats and could not help coughing.

"The Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague can divide the space to injure the person, and the infection is extremely strong. Even if you don't touch it on purpose, you will still be infected!"

The daoist shook the head, raised the jade pendant, and recalled the usage explained by Chunyang daoist.

"Come forward!"

Several Taoist daoists approached, and suddenly found that the water dragon on the jade pendant raised its head and swallowed at them.

next moment, the original heavy body, as if something was taken away, instantly relaxed, the throat also moistened, no more coughing.

"This is..."

The daoist didn't answer at first, shaking his head, motioning them not to ask.

Then, he held the water dragon jade pendant and pressed it against Mo Duyu.

A surprising scene happened, Mo Duyu's original painful expression gradually eased, and the appearance of panting in the chest due to excessive coughing was also fully reduced.

Anyone who has eyes and sees his appearance knows that his condition has begun to improve.

"This jade pendant is actually a top-level magic weapon!"

The audience around, seeing the water dragon jade pendant so magical, are a little hot, and there are even people who want to It was borrowed from the daoist towards the beginning of the year to save the same sect relatives and friends of his own family.

A moment later, Mo Duyu withdrew his hand, it was really the jade pendant that couldn't absorb the sickness.

He cautiously, put away the water dragon jade pendant, which was lent to him by Chunyang daoist to save people, and he will return it when he returns, but there must be no damage.

However, there are people who don't have long eyes, licking their faces and looking for no fun.

"The original daoist, next is..."

"I'm not interested in knowing who you are, just tell me directly, what do you want to do?"

The visitor paused for a moment, then said with a smile, "Please lend me a jade pendant, I have a companion just now..."

"get lost!"

Originally daoist The tone barely fell , a ball of light flew from the cuff and hit the opponent.

The incoming person flew out backwards, and landed a few big rolls. Perhaps ashamed, he went underground and left far away.

In the beginning, the daoist looked around all around, with a kind of 'who else' domineering, trifling ants, and the courage to borrow jade pendants, ah!

Seeing that no one dared to move, he nodded lightly, finally frightening the gang who acted recklessly.

He had just accepted the order and conceded defeat on behalf of the Taoists. He had already held back the fire in his stomach and was worried that he had nowhere to vent. That one was unlucky just now, and he just hit the gun himself.

All influences around, dare to be angry but dare not speak, knowing that this is the consistent temperament of Taoism, so I have to bear with it for the time being.

On the other side, the son of a medical scientist examined several people one after another and came to a conclusion.

"They are just fascinated by the miasma, not the Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague, they can heal and recover completely!"

Hearing this, everyone is relaxed, so that's fine, don't touch it Taoist mustache.

In the ring, Wumen saw the audience, and Daoist used a jade pendant to treat Mo Duyu at first, and was surprised at first.

But then, he stopped paying attention.

Coughing to spread disease is only the lightest method, and he can't bear to use it to cause casualties. If it were replaced by the most ruthless methods in the Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague, Mo Duyu would be able to do it on the spot. Turned into a pool of pus.

This jade pendant has a certain effect on the Divine Ability of the Ministry of Plague, but it is also limited.

There are more important things waiting for him!

At this moment, Wumen is the winner, standing on the platform of sacrifice, looking all around, no one dares to look at him.

At this moment, Wumen felt very happy. He was born in the rice sect, hidden in the depths of the wild, and few people in the world knew it.

This is his first battle in the mountains, and he will be famous all over the world, even the mighty Taoists have been defeated by him.

Wumen felt that this trip was worthwhile.

Suddenly, the original daoist walked down the stage and bowed his hands to him, "Wumen, are you really unwilling to reveal your identity?"

Wumen is the most annoying of this, he clearly explained it himself Now, the other party doesn't believe it, and keeps asking.

Looking all around again, everyone from all sides looked at him eagerly, waiting for Wumen to spit out the 'truth'.

Wumen thought it was just right, let you know, who am I?

“I am a successor of the Mijiao, I study Wu Family inheritance, my tutor is the contemporary Miwu, Mijiao Sect Lord!”

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, what is this, what we really want to hear, you have that Divine Immortal behind?

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, the Master once said, maybe you can call me, the son of the Wu Family!"

The last four words made everyone feel the waves It felt like he was the son of the Wu Family.

Wumen turned out to be the son of the Wu Family, one of the rumored one hundred sons, no wonder.

The Baijia School, revived due to the prophecy of the return of the Baizi, has an unparalleled worship of the Baizi.

I had previously seen Mo Duyu swept the invincible and lost several hundred sons in a row, and felt incredible. Now I heard that Wumen, who defeated Mo Duyu, was also one of the hundred sons, and was relaxed by coincidence.

Sure enough, I counted influential figures, and I also looked at Baizi.

"Since you don't want to say it, my Taoism has been defeated, so I don't need to stay!"

At first, the daoist surrendered, "The landscape remains the same, we will meet again another day!"

Having said that, with the Taoist people, together with the comatose Mo Duyu, they left Mount Tai by the clouds and flew away.

Above Mount Tai, it was deserted in an instant. First Buddhism left, and now Taoism also left.

The two favorites have been eliminated one after another, and even the sword cultivator in Shuzhong has already lost. Isn't it a good time for all parties to expect?

But not.

The one standing on the platform of sacrifice right now is ten times more terrifying than Buddhism and Taoism combined.

Wumen, he can put the plague.

(end of this chapter)