Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The battle continued, but at this time, the slaughtering people no longer had their original arrogance.

On the contrary, in the face of the treasures Mo Yu took out one after another, although he could deal with it, he was faintly overwhelmed.

This is the power of the magic weapon.

That is to say, although Yang Jian's character has a lot of treasures, he still relies on his own strength in essence, and the magic weapon is not strong.

Therefore, only by killing the common people can we persevere.

If Mo Yu had now transformed into a mythical figure such as the Golden Horn King or the Silver Horn King, the moment the Slaughter Cangsheng appeared, Mo Yu shouted his name, and the battle would probably be over.

There is no way, the people of the Dongxuan world have never seen the magic weapons with different abilities in the mythology.

Not to mention anything else, it was just the mountain whip that Mo Yu took out, which really shocked them.

But just to this extent, it was far from the point of making Lu Cangsheng admit defeat, he cut off the mountain peak, and the magic sword in his hand rose again.

With a soft snort, the space shook slightly, and this time, his face was extremely solemn.

"Yang Jian, this seat has underestimated you before admitting it, this sword can be regarded as this seat's respect for you, and it can be regarded as seeing you off. "

As he spoke, the twelve magic swords returned one after another, merging with the sword in his hand and turning into one, the sword light became deeper and red.

"Magic Sword, Kill!"

He slashed out with a sword, and a sword qi carrying endless killing intent struck, and the space suddenly cracked, and then this red sword light fell from the sky and slashed towards Mo Yu's head.

His eyes were slightly condensed, before the sword arrived, the robe on Mo Yu's body was already awe-inspiring, and the blood qi in his body was pulled by the sword qi, faintly surging.

In an instant, the sword light had arrived in front of him, and the blood-red light filled his eyes, like Senluo Hell appearing in front of him.

Mo Yu can sense the horror of this sword, even the space can be cut, containing endless blood-colored killing intent, if it is someone else, I am afraid that it will only be affected by the sword intent, and it will go crazy.

Even if he is a powerhouse of the Nine Heavens of the Cave Heaven Realm, he will fall in the face of this sword.

But Mo Yu is different, his strength is not a cave realm at all, but the level of strength is the same, so he was misunderstood by the other party.

"This sword, give it back to you!"

The corners of Mo Yu's mouth were slightly upturned, his figure changed suddenly, and in an instant, he turned into a monster like a dragon and a horse, looking up to the sky and neighing, and a Tai Chi pattern appeared in front of him.

Dragon foal.

A kind of wild beast, once carried the river Tuluo book out of the Luo River, to help the human emperor Fuxi lay the foundation, and the Tao is the most compatible.

The Tai Chi pattern emerged, and there was a mysterious power that appeared out of thin air, and the blood sword light fell, and was pulled by this force, and it actually circled around the Tai Chi pattern, and finally turned around and slashed towards the killing of the people.

"How is that possible?"

Lu Cangsheng looked at this scene in disbelief, but the blood intent sword light was real, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

His face changed dramatically, and no one knew the horror of this sword better than he did.

He hurriedly shouted: "Formation!"

At the same time, the magic sword in his hand had already stabbed out, colliding with this sword qi.

The sky exploded under the vast sword light.

There was no sound, including the Tianjizi masters and apprentices watching the battle below, and even the hundreds of Sen Luo Hall disciples higher up, all of whom roared in their ears.

Wanli region lost its voice at this moment.

Lu Cangsheng snorted, for the first time, he felt that his sword qi was too strong, and the power of the cave sky in his body was running wildly, all gathered on the magic sword.

The blood-colored sword qi and the sword in his hand briefly stalemated.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and the power of the cave in his body was constantly consumed, and if he continued like this, even if he could resist this sword, he would be injured a lot, and the next battle would be difficult.

Mo Yu had already recovered his human form, and when he saw this, he smiled and said, "What's the matter, your own sword qi is okay?"

Killing Cangsheng had no time to reply, and at the critical moment, a homologous Sen Luo power was injected into his body, and his aura skyrocketed in an instant.

A hundred disciples in the sky gathered and formed a large array, and there was a steady stream of demonic energy infusion.

This is the formation of the Senluo Palace, which can gather the strength of all the disciples in one person, making his strength skyrocket.

This is also why Lu Cangsheng will bring these disciples here.

With the blessing of the formation, the strength of the common people was further enhanced, and he crossed the limit of the Nine Heavens of the Cave Heaven Realm.

But he did not reach the Supreme Realm.

From the Cave Heaven Realm to the Supreme Realm, it is a chasm, and it is not as easy as the exterior scene to the Cave Heaven.

The Supreme One, commanding heaven and earth, is the true king of the Eastern Xuan Great World.

There are only about twenty supremes on the heavenly list, and there are some nowhere to be found, so you can know how rare the supreme is.

And the Cave Heaven Realm powerhouses on the earth list are fully ranked one hundred, and the Cave Heaven Seven Geniuses may appear at the end.

With this, it can be seen how many powerhouses in the Cave Heaven Realm are.

And if you want to become Supreme from the Cave Heaven Realm, you need to integrate the power of the nine Cave Heavens in your body and turn it into a real world, so that the Great Perfection of the Cave Heaven Realm is still not the Supreme.

The true supreme is to create a world in the body from nothing, reproduce to the extreme, and then reappear and disappear, from birth to death, comprehend the great creation between life and death, and use this as nourishment in order to advance.

Countless Heavenly Vertical Talents are stuck in front of the Supreme Realm and cannot enter an inch.

It's hard, it's hard, it's hard to compare to nine days.

And Lu Cangsheng was blessed by the formation at this time, but he only stepped out of the limit of the Nine Heavens of the Cave Heaven Realm, and he did not even reach the Great Perfection of the Cave Heaven.

But compared to before, it is several times stronger.

His body swelled, and his body couldn't bear such a huge demonic qi, so he suddenly swelled up, and turned into a giant with a monstrous demonic aura in the blink of an eye.

The magic sword in his hand then expanded, and with a heavy swing, the blood-colored sword qi dissipated in an instant.

Huge power filled his body, making his eyes bloodshot, and tyrannical emotions poured out uncontrollably, wanting to kill and vent.

This was also the reason why he didn't let the disciples of the Senluo Hall form a formation in the first place.

Under the blessing of the formation, he can certainly be stronger, but the side effects are also obvious, if this state lasts for too long, these crazy demonic qi will even affect his sanity, and there is a possibility of going crazy.

"Die!"

He roared, and the magic sword in his hand swung down heavily, and under the sword, the heavens and the earth were tilted.

His figure at this time was too large, full of a hundred feet, like a giant under the night sky, and the magic sword was swung down, like a hill.

Linglong's face changed, because this sword even wrapped him and Tianjizi, and subconsciously tightened the other party's sleeves: "Master!"

Tianjizi also had worries on his face, but he glanced at Yang Jian's back and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Yang Jian is a true god." "

Mo Yu raised his head, and in the face of this sword shadow like a mountain peak, he let out a low shout, his body quickly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, he also turned into a hundred-zhang giant, and his strength doubled.

The law is like heaven and earth!

The three-pointed two-edged sword was swung by him, and he met the sword that killed the common people head-on.

In the night, the blades of the two giants fell heavily on one side.

Bang!

The earth was torn apart, the aftermath swept through, and even the night sky was torn apart.

The weapons of both sides clashed, and they all mustered up their strength and did not give an inch.

At this moment, there was a sudden change, and I saw that above the torn sky, a palm full of destruction fell silently, and was slapping Mo Yu's back.

Lu Cangsheng's eyes raised, a trace of surprise flashed in his bloodshot eyes, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "Twelve Hall Masters?"