Fix your sister's fairy

"Blood Sword, what is the trick of the downpour that the necromantic puppet and I fought against before from the earth to the sky?" Mo Yiyun wrapped his whole body with mana, he kept moving on the lotus leaves, and the Kunpeng swimming method was exerted to the extreme, and with the Kunpeng Eye, he constantly looked for gaps in the raindrop-like black flame needles and all kinds of overwhelming spells to dodge.

"Sword Technique: Wind and Rain, the sixth sword of the Dragon Eight Swords, with the casting of at least the vast period of cultivation, because at least the mana needs to be able to be released to the level of the sword to cooperate with the casting of this sword. "So you better save it, I know what you're thinking." "

Mo Yi sighed and felt a little pity, just imagine how handsome it would be if the "rain" of the sword of the wind and rain was replaced with the current scorching magma, and the magma that controlled the sky turned into a downpour and swept the audience, it was so handsome that it was not human!

"But you can use the fourth sword to break through the water, although the power and sword intent are more than ten times different, but because you want the effect, it feels similar to the sixth sword, but the effect of the fourth sword is more similar to what you want from 19. The Blood Sword said, "But you have to call Grandpa again, and if you call it sincerely, I will pass on all the sword scores of Ying Long Eight Swords to you." "

This kind of thing is the same as chastity, it doesn't matter if you lose it for the first time and then you are broken, so Mo Yi's name is particularly no psychological pressure, and the words are clear word by word, "Master-Master!"

"Good grandson. This grandfather simply called out to the bloody sword heart, and he stuffed a lot of information into Mo Yi's mind in a hurry, which made Mo Yi a little dizzy all of a sudden.

It was just a gap, and countless black flame needles immediately surrounded Mo Yi in all directions, and the monks felt that Mo Yi had no way to retreat.

"Bang!"

The nine-layer cultivation of the Mortal Stage erupted with all its might, the surging mana shook the air and rippled, the magma on the ground was splashed by the shock, countless black flame needles were swallowed by the magma, and the remaining fish that slipped through the net were all scattered by the majestic mana around Mo Yi's body.

In fact, these spells Mo Yi has no value of hiding at all, the gap between the realm below the ninth layer of the Mortal Period and the fifth layer of the Extraordinary Period is too big, too big, it's just that Mo Yi doesn't want to waste mana to defend against these spells, after all, he still needs to absorb spirit stones to restore mana afterwards, which feels a bit wasteful.

"The specific release method of the fourth sword has been understood, and it is only waiting for actual combat. The magma fell back into the magma river, Mo Yi's eyes lit up with a compelling light, and he held the Demon Sealing Sword with one hand and lightly slashed a few sword flowers.

"Tsk, this comprehension speed ......" The Blood Sword quieted down with a faint snort.

Mo Yi stood in place, the black pressed monk in the distance kept attacking, countless spells exploded in the magma beside him, and scattered black flame needle rain hit Mo Yi's body before he could get close to the mana released and scattered.

Mo Yi bent down slightly and raised the demon seal sword with one hand, he closed his eyes and imagined the structure of Ying Long's whole body, Ying Long is a kind of winged dragon in the myths and legends of the ancient Celestial Dynasty.

Born with two wings, spine and spines, large and long head, pointed snout, nose, small, large eye sockets, high eyebrow arch, sharp teeth, protruding forehead, thin neck and large abdomen, long tail tip, four strong......

Mo Yi continued to construct Ying Long's dragon body in his mind, and the tip of the sword in his hand was constantly drawing in the void, the sword intent slowly attached to the outside and the sword blade condensed and outlined in the air, and the magma under Mo Yi's feet also slowly began to ripple.

"The rain comes in response to the dragon, and the shadow goes in response to the form!"

When the sword momentum reached the top, there seemed to be a dragon roaring in this piece of heaven and earth, Mo Yi opened his eyes and his eyes were vast and bright, he bit his tongue and forced the aura to spit out a mouthful of essence blood on the tip of his tongue and shouted.

The monks who came to chase and kill stopped one after another, they looked at the terrifying Mo Yi in the distance in fear, and the sharp sword intent on the blade of the Demon Sealing Sword made them even more terrified.

"Ying Long's Eight Swords - Ying Long Breaks Water!" Mo Yi shouted and waved his sword at the same time, the tip of the sword drew a beautiful arc from the ground to the sky, and then ...... And then......

The didn't happen.

"Ugh. Mo Yi froze in place, under the gaze of hundreds of monks, he froze in his last posture, and after finding that there was no movement, he stood up straight and touched the back of his head very embarrassed.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Mo Yi scratched the back of his head and thought depressedly.

"Yes, I have a feeling something is wrong with your brain. The Blood Sword reminded kindly.

"Ang!" The next moment, the magma under Mo Yi's feet fluctuated violently, countless magma formed a whirlpool, and a dragon head made of magma suddenly drilled out of the water and headed towards the sky, and Mo Yi was frightened and immediately jumped away from the place.

"Why did it take so long to come out. Kankan stopped on a lotus leaf in the distance, and Mo Yi thought of it depressedly.

Under the stunned gaze of countless monks, the ascension molten dragon roared and stretched his body, it was hard to imagine that this terrifying sword technique was actually something that a monk from the Extraordinary Realm could do, even a monk in the Vast Period could only avoid its edge in front of this sword!

"Shhh

A piercing hissing sound sounded one after another, and a fire snake hundreds of meters and 000 meters long suddenly burst out in the magma river! The fire snake was fiery red, with mysterious patterns on its red scales, and a pair of huge snake eyes were as hot and dazzling as the scorching sun.

"Red Flame Serpent, look at the top of its head. The Blood Sword reminded loudly.

Mo Yi immediately looked at the head of the big snake with a plain white lotus leaf and lotus flower, and the lotus flower with the hideous snake had an indescribable ridiculous feeling.

"Molten Heart Lotus?" Mo Yi hesitated.

"I didn't expect this magma river to actually give birth to the Red Flame Fire Snake, it seems that the White Spirit Fairy deliberately stocked it, and if you defeat it, you can justifiably obtain the Molten Heart Lotus. The Blood Sword said.

"That's not easy. Mo Yi licked his lips and pulled out the bloody sword behind his back, "Just try this Ying Dragon out of the water again, but you can play with two dragons together." "

"You just learned a trick and you want to draw inferences?" said the Blood Sword with a squinted eye.

"Once you learn to run, you'll go. Mo Yibai glanced at the blood sword and said.

The Red Flame Fire Snake seemed to be frightened by the Ying Long Eight Swords released by Mo Yi, after all, the breath of Ying Long, a desolate divine beast, is equivalent to a natural enemy for ordinary demon beasts, although the Ying Long released by Mo Yi was not too perfect, and it could even be said to be a failure, but that little Ying Long's breath still scared out the Red Flame Fire Snake hidden deep in the magma river. _

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