Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

Mo Yu looked back at the Innate Punishment Supreme, waved the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, it seems that the two of us don't have any life-and-death enmity, you just opened the door to leave, and ran away, isn't it?"

The face of the Heavenly Punishment Supreme was gloomy, and his voice said coldly: "You are the only strong person I have ever seen who is not infected by the darkness, and the threat to my clan surpasses everything, you must die!"

"Are you a life, and a race is born in the dark?" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows and said.

Heavenly Punishment Supreme sneered: "Those who are dying don't need to know too much, don't worry, after you die, I will make your corpse into a dark puppet and become my help in destroying the world." "

Mo Yu shook his head and smiled: "It's a pity, I don't think so, do you really think that adding two demon beasts that are still alive can win against me?"

The Heavenly Punishment Supreme sneered even more, and didn't answer, he didn't like to talk to living beings in the first place, and it was already an exception to say so much.

At the same time as they spoke, the Nine Hell Dragons, who were anxious to be chased by the Demon Binding Rope, found an opportunity, and spit out endless cold air from their mouths, freezing the snake-like Demon Binding Rope and turning it into curved ice crystals to the ground.

Only then did the prison dragon quietly breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at Mo Yu with an unkind gaze.

The plague king's eyes also glowed with cold light at the same time, and he was eager to try Mo Yu.

The atmosphere in the middle of the mausoleum was depressing, and the two sides briefly confronted each other.

The Heavenly Punishment Supreme took the lead, the pitch-black thunder of his hands was entangled, and a claw was swung out, and a rumbling thunder sounded, and the endless thunder net had appeared around Mo Yu.

He naturally knew that Mo Yu could turn into a weird thunder beast and be immune to his thunder attacks.

That's what he wants to see, although Kui Niu is strong, he has found a flaw in the battle.

That is, in addition to the super resistance of the thunder attribute, it is not convenient to move, and even the attack and defense are sluggish, far inferior to the human form.

If it weren't for the fact that most of his supernatural powers were in the thunder, he would not have been overwhelmed.

And this time, if Mo Yu transforms into Kui Niu again, it will be an opportunity for the Nine Hell Dragons and the Plague King.

How could Mo Yu not understand this truth, so at the moment when the thunder came, the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand was waved, and the nine turns of the Yuan Gong in his body were running at full strength, and the invisible aura spread out, and the thunder was difficult to advance beside him.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the Heavenly Punishment Supreme thought that he could not transform into a Kui Niu and lost the power to resist, which was obviously underestimating his name as Erlang Manifestation True Monarch.

What if one enemy is three, let this group of natives of the fantasy world know why Yang Jian can be called the first person of the three generations of the Jade Void Palace.

With a low voice, his strength began to rise, the two-edged knife waved, the thunder light around his body shattered, he stepped out, the space seemed to have no distance under his feet, and he appeared directly in front of the Heavenly Punishment Supreme, slashing it with one sword.

I saw a cold light flash, and the space was distorted under this knife.

The Heavenly Punishment Supreme stared at it, and with one hand, the pitch-black thunder condensed into a thunder spear in his hand, without any intention of dodging, and met it with a hard shot.

As long as Mo Yu does not become the kind of divine beast that is not afraid of thunder, he will have nothing to fear.

In an instant, the guns and knives collided silently, and no sound was heard.

No, it's not that there is no sound, but the sound produced by the blow of the two people is beyond the range of ordinary people's hearing, and this kind of sound beyond the range of normal creatures itself represents an extremely terrible thing.

In an instant, the aftermath of terror erupted, and powerful waves of qi swept out in all directions.

The mausoleum shook again, and boulders continued to fall from the dome for thousands of miles, this time collapsing more than before.

Countless smaller palaces on the ground shattered in unison, and ravines appeared beneath the aftermath, like an underground earthquake that had been destroyed, and the cracks spread like spider webs.

Mo Yu had a brief stalemate with the Heavenly Punishment Supreme, and no one was willing to back down, the Heavenly Punishment Supreme stared, and at the same time, Mo Yu's pressure suddenly increased.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer of disdain, and he devoted himself to Yang Jian's combat experience, his body actually bent and twisted in an incredible way, his body stood upside down, and he crossed his head with a foot sword, and attacked the Supreme with a kick towards the sky.

And as early as Mo Yu's body twisted, the Heavenly Punishment Supreme had already noticed that something was wrong, he was also rich in experience in combat, and he turned his head away in his busy schedule, and Mo Yu kicked him in the shoulder.

Click!

The sound of the shoulder bone breaking was clearly audible, the Heavenly Punishment Supreme snorted, and the whole person was blasted into the ground like a cannonball, and the ground of the mausoleum continued to tremble with this blow, and a huge crater like a meteorite appeared.

In a short fight, Mo Yu had a slight upper hand, but his opponent was not the only one who was punished by the Heavenly Punishment.

As soon as he repelled it, a chill appeared behind him, freezing and biting, making people feel like they were falling into the nine shadows.

Mo Yu's figure froze in an instant, and the ice spread, forming a coffin in the air.

Mo Yu's figure was frozen in it, maintaining the movement of turning back, lifelike.

A pitch-black light suddenly appeared, and the Heavenly Punishment Supreme suddenly rushed out, and the black thunder spear in his hand pierced through the ice coffin, and also penetrated Mo Yu.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when the plague monarch, who had been fighting for a long time, suddenly spoke: "No, be careful!"

He only had time to say these two words, and Mo Yu's figure appeared on the side like a ghost, and at the same time as he appeared, a sword light slashed down on his head.

The sword is like a meteor, slashing ten thousand demons!

Demon Slayer!

The Heavenly Punishment Supreme was shocked, and the darkness in his left hand swelled up, and he grabbed it directly towards the Demon Slaying Sword, but his eyes subconsciously looked into the ice coffin.

I saw that Mo Yu's figure was still in the cold ice, and it was lifelike as before.

Seventy-two changes, Li Dai Tao stiff.

A certain monkey on the westbound road with this trick I don't know how many monsters he played, Yang Jian has no reason.

Clang!

The Demon Slaying Sword intersected with the claws of the Heavenly Punishment Supreme, and suddenly the flames overflowed, and the figure of the Heavenly Punishment Supreme flew back, and a sword mark appeared in the palm of his hand, but there was no blood spilling out.

The fracture of his shoulder bone, including his shoulder bone, seemed to have no effect on his movements.

As soon as the Heavenly Punishment Supreme retreated, a large shadow appeared in front of Mo Yu's eyes, and he saw the Nine Hell Dragons sweeping over, covering the sky and the sun.

Mo Yu had just repelled the Heavenly Punishment Supreme, and he didn't have time to react, but he shook his hand, his figure swelled, and the golden light bloomed.

Burst!

A golden claw struck, and the tail of the Nine Hell Dragons was torn apart, and the dragon roared in pain and quickly retreated.

With a cry, his wings spread, and he saw a golden eagle a hundred miles in size hanging in the air, and a fierce aura emanated from him.

When the Nine Hell Dragons saw the golden eagle, their hearts suddenly burst out, as if they had met a natural nemesis.

But he was sure that he had never seen such a golden eagle in his life.

Golden-winged Roc!

The blood of the phoenix feeds on dragons.