Gao Wu: Beginning Awakening S-Class King Kong Indestructible Body

Mo Tian looked around suspiciously.

After a few breaths, the expanding space stopped.

Mo Tian looked around and found that the whole space had become extremely wide.

It is even bigger than the big villa of Wu Yong's family!

"By the way, let's get acquainted with the console first."

As soon as Mo Tian moved, he appeared on the stone console.

A transparent menu emerges on the slate.

Above, there are various options.

"Can you still order takeaway?"

Mo Tian was a little surprised.

However, the most functions above are still related to combat and cultivation.

Mo Tian clicked on the option to simulate the environment.

"Underground volcano?"

Mo Tian was a little curious and clicked.

hum!

The entire space began to change, and the temperature rose sharply.

call!

The scorching wind rushed towards his face, and Mo Tian felt that his eyebrows were going to burn.

pat!

A cloud of magma fell from above and landed on the ground.

Mo Tian turned his body slightly sideways so as not to be splashed.

Looking up, I saw that the top of the cultivation space had turned into black rock, and fiery red magma was constantly flowing in it.

"It's so real!"

Mo Tian sighed.

Then, Mo Tian tried other environments.

After a few minutes, Mo Tian was almost familiar with the above functions.

Then, Mo Tian walked down from the console and looked at the martial arts marks floating above the training space.

These martial arts brand marks are big and small, some are pitch black, and some are dazzlingly bright.

"According to what Lao Dai said, they were all left by the strong men from the No. [-] Martial Arts School..."

Mo Tian's heart suddenly moved.

"Look for Sister Meng!"

As soon as Mo Tian had this idea, a colorful light cluster flew out of more than 1000 light clusters.

"Is this Miss Meng's?"

Mo Tian looked at the ball of light floating towards him in surprise.

"Do you want to start the battle?"

In the training space, a faint female voice sounded.

Mo Tian knew that this was the artificial intelligence controlling the cultivation space.

"Yes!"

Mo Tian is sure.

hum!

The next moment, in the cultivation space, a beam of light landed on the colorful light ball.

Wearing a metal breastplate, knee-high boots, and carrying a two-meter-long sword on his back, Meng Wuyao appeared in front of Mo Tian.

At this moment, Meng Wuyao looked no different from the one Mo Tian had seen before.

However, the long purple hair is now tied into a ponytail.

By the way, no navel nails yet!

Mo Tian suddenly noticed a detail.

"30 seconds, end the battle, my time is limited."

At this time, Meng Wuyao who was facing Mo Tian spoke.

"So real?"

Mo Tian was taken aback for a moment.

The other party not only has the same appearance and breath, but also the same manner of speaking!

Mo Tian suddenly felt like an idiot who had never seen the world.

"Sister Meng, we..."

Mo Tian hasn't finished talking yet, buzz!

A purple spiritual torrent descended from the sky, hitting Mo Tian's head instantly!

The severe pain hit, Mo Tian felt like his head was being cut by my countless long swords!

Under the severe pain, Mo Tian's body began to change, driven by the power of blood.

"The outcome is decided, you lose!"

However, before Mo Tian's blood power was fully mobilized, the female voice sounded in the training space.

Meng Wuyao in front of Mo Tian turned into a colorful ball of light again.

Mo Tian, ​​who had just transformed into half, was stunned.

"Is this a loss?"

The next moment, in the training space, a beam of light fell, and Mo Tian felt the sharp pain in his head disappear immediately.

"Artificial mental retardation!"

Mo Tian couldn't help cursing.

"It has been judged that your brain injury has reached the warning level. If you continue to fight, it will cause irreversible losses."

As if hearing Mo Tian scolding her, the artificial intelligence that controls the cultivation space took the initiative to explain.

"So that's how it is..."

Mo Tian frowned.

"Come again!"

Then, Mo Tian started fighting with Meng Wuyao again.

This time, Mo Tian was ready and directly transformed into the full form of the Nine Nether Body!

"Meng Wu Yao, suffer death!"

Mo Tian roared, and punched Meng Wuyao with his fist.

Anyway, the one in front of him is fake, and no one else would know, so Mo Tian just yelled casually.

Chapter 93 Painful yet happy Mo Tian! (Second update!)

The fist wind stirred, and the purple ponytail in Meng Wuyao's mind was blown up by the wind.

Meng Wuyao looked calm, stepped back half a step, and also punched Mo Tian.

However, at this moment, Meng Wuyao and Mo Tian's physique were quite different, which seemed a bit ridiculous.

Mo Tian showed a sinister smile on his face.

It seems that Sister Meng, who is also in the Zhanzong realm, is not my opponent!

Boom!

However, when Meng Wuyao completely swung this punch, Mo Tian was dumbfounded.

I saw, behind Meng Wuyao, a transparent purple figure emerged.

This figure looks like Meng Wuyao, but it is Meng Wuyao magnified several times. It looks no different from Mo Tian who is more than four meters tall.

Boom! !

The fists of the two bombarded together, and Mo Tian felt a terrifying force explode on his fist!

"So outrageous?"

Mo Tian was a little surprised.

But, immediately, a raging fighting spirit was ignited in Mo Tian's chest.

What he wants is this kind of evenness!

"die!!"

With a roar, Mo Tian's huge fist was like a torrential rain, crazily blasting towards this transparent Meng Wu Yao!

Bang bang bang!

Bursts of explosions came out.

Under Mo Tian's berserk attack, the transparent figure of Meng Wuyao didn't even retreat a bit.

Mo Tian was really shocked now.

Isn't Sister Meng's blood power cheating?

The moment this idea popped up in Mo Tian's mind, the attack in his hands slowed down a little.

But, just this trace, the transparent figure formed by the power of Meng Wuyao's bloodline, punched fiercely!

buzzing~

A strange quartet sounded.

Meng Wuyao's fist instantly bombarded Mo Tian's chest!

The violent force directly blasted Mo Tian's body away.

However, Mo Tian's body strength is very high. Although the strength of this punch is terrifying, it can't cause too much damage to Mo Tian.

"A minute and a half."

Meng Wuyao said lightly.

When Meng Wuyao was speaking, the huge figure behind him punched Mo Tian who was still in the air!

buzz buzz buzz ~

The air vibrated, and a special sound belonging to the Eight-tone Fist sounded.

Six stacks! !

Mo Tian was shocked.

boom!

The next moment, the fist hit Mo Tian's body.

That transparent voice broke apart with a crash.

And Mo Tian, ​​with a bang, hit the wall of the training space.

Mo Tian lowered his head and looked at his chest.

There was a fist mark indented by more than ten centimeters!

Just a little bit closer to the heart!