Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The phoenix feather arrow pierced through the body, and the body of the twelve hall lords burned in an instant.

This arrow from mythology is originally made of the feathers of the phoenix, and has the supreme power of destroying demons and evil spirits.

The phoenix is noble, and in mythology, it comes to the world with the five innate virtues, and all evils are inviolable.

Its feathers burn when they encounter evil, but they are the fire of holiness, fueled by the evil atmosphere, and the evil atmosphere will never be extinguished.

In the mausoleum of the Shenxiao Immortals, Mo Yu used seventy-two transformations to transform into a phoenix, and after using such flames, he could restrain the plague monarch.

The Twelve Hall Lords are much stronger than the previous Plague Monarch, but their bodies have been penetrated, and their foundations have been met, and now the fire of holy virtue is ignited, and a body of demonic power quickly dissolves.

Hearing only a miserable scream, the twelve hall lords fell to the ground like meteors.

Rumble!

And the earth was ablaze, and the heavens and the earth were suddenly brightened.

Mo Yu exhaled, and the heavenly eye in the center of his eyebrows slowly closed.

After this big battle, he also consumed a lot.

Landing on the ground, he beckoned into the distance, and the demon rope, phoenix arrows, golden bows, and silver bullets flew back to him one after another.

Raising his hand slightly, many magic weapons were received into the ring by him.

At that moment, a soft bark came from beside him, and the howling dog came to his side, returning to its normal size.

Mo Yu touched its dog's head, and with a little hand, the howling dog turned into a piece of tissue paper again, and was accepted into his arms.

Looking up at the sky, the more than 100 disciples of the Senluo Hall had disappeared, and the moment the body of the Twelve Hall Lord was ignited, they fled silently.

Mo Yu didn't care, this was exactly what he needed, let more people go back to report the news, so that Senluo Hall could continue to send people to die.

With such a good wool picker, he wasn't ready to let it go easily.

Otherwise, with the strength of the hundreds of disciples of the Senluo Palace, there is no need for him to make a move, as long as the Roaring Sky Dog is released, he will be able to clean up all that is left.

It was late at night, and he was a little tired, but now it was obviously not the time to sleep, and it was the right thing to see how much luck Sen Luo Hall could contribute to himself.

He immediately went to the place where the Twelve Hall Lords fell.

On the cracked earth, the figures of the twelve hall lords had disappeared, and the fire of holy virtue was still burning, but it had not harmed a single grass or tree nearby.

The flame of holiness is the most holy flame of heaven and earth, which only burns the evil atmosphere and does not hurt a single tree.

Now that the twelve halls have been completely burned out, the flame of holiness is about to be extinguished.

But in the flames, there was a pair of black fists as thin as cicada wings, and a hidden dragon soul appeared, which was not damaged by the fire of holy virtue.

Mo Yu reached into the flames and picked up the gloves effortlessly.

As soon as the glove was put into my hands, the sound of a dragon's moan sounded in my ears, containing endless resentment, and you can imagine how cruelly this dragon was treated before he died.

At the same time, the dragon soul above was pulled and turned into an invisible energy dragon that tore at him.

Mo Yu flicked his fingers, and the dragon shadow dissipated silently.

He snorted slightly, even a remnant soul dared to be arrogant in front of him, even if it was a real dragon, he had to coil it when he saw him.

In the Huaxia god system, although the dragon clan has many great supernatural powers, the overall status of the dragon clan is not high, and it only rules the four sea tribes, which is considered a subordinate of the heavenly court.

Not to mention the side, Nezha alone will stir up the East China Sea Dragon Clan, not to mention the evil neighbors of a certain Huaguo Mountain, they are about to become the heart disease of the East China Sea Dragon Clan.

However, judging by the breath of the dragon soul, this is even a juvenile dragon, and I don't know when it fell into the hands of Senluo Hall and was refined into a treasure by them.

Mo Yu's doubts were fleeting, and then he used the treasure appreciation technique.

"Dragon Soul Fist Shadow, a quasi-heaven-level treasure, is refined by using the soul of the young dragon of the North Sea, and the user can emit the power of a true dragon, which is powerful and powerful, containing dragon power and deterring the water tribe.

It can be recycled and exchanged for 120,000 yuan. "

Mo Yu was slightly happy in his heart, the luck value of 120,000 was not small, and the treasures of the quasi-heavenly rank were the same as the green lanterns in front of the gods he saw in the mausoleum.

It's a pity that the green lantern was broken at that time, and it can only be exchanged for 60,000 qi luck value after recycling.

Without hesitation, he recovered the Dragon Soul Fist Shadow, and his luck value soared from 460,000 to 580,000.

Mo Yu turned around and looked in the direction of Lu Cangsheng's fall.

The figure flashed, and after a distance of several miles, there was a ten-zhang pit on the ground, and the figure of the slaughtering man was at the bottom of the pit, supporting it with the magic sword in his hand, trying to stand up.

His breath was extremely weak, but he was not dead.

Mo Yu was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "You still have the strength to struggle?"

Lu Cangsheng raised his head, and the moment he saw Mo Yu, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but blood gushed up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Mo Yu's Heavenly Eyes hurt him too deeply, his soul was torn apart, and it was useless to take all kinds of pills.

Spit out blood, he seemed to return to his light, gritted his teeth and said: "Yang Jian, you don't have to be complacent, if you kill me, you will die, as long as my teacher is out of the customs, not only you, but the whole myth will be buried together." "

He knew that his life was cut off, and he let out cruel words before he died.

Mo Yu shrugged his shoulders disappreciably: "Then I'll wait." "

Jumping to the bottom of the pit, he looked down at the half-kneeling Lu Cangsheng and raised a finger.

Fingers pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and silently slaughtered Cangsheng on his back.

Mo Yu shook his hand in disgust and whispered a word of bad luck.

His gaze immediately fell on the Demon Sword that killed the common people, and the treasure appreciation technique was used.

"Demon Sword Killing, a quasi-heaven-level treasure, a killing sword forged from the Nine Shadows Iron, can devour the soul, the more you kill, the stronger the power, and it can be differentiated into thirteen homologous magic swords, and the power will decrease.

It can be recycled and exchanged for 110,000 gas fortune value. "

"It's actually a treasure with growth attributes. Mo Yu picked up the killing sword, flicked his fingers, and the sound of the sword sounded.

The sound of the sword has a penetrating power, as if it wants to penetrate the eardrum, if it is an ordinary person, this sound alone will cause the eardrum to crack and become disabled.

"Good sword. "

Mo Yu exclaimed, and the magic sword turned into a little light in his hand and dissipated, and he sold it to the system in an instant.

The value of luck rose from 580,000 to 690,000.

Mo Yu was very happy in his heart, his confidence was unprecedentedly sufficient, and he guessed in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of mythical character he could transform into with 690,000 qi luck?

Whether or not you can reach the fifth level of the heavens.

Mo Yu couldn't say, there was a huge gap between the Cave Heaven Realm and the Supreme Realm, and he had never seen a real Supreme Realm powerhouse so far, so it was hard to judge.

He is not in a hurry to transform, the situation is not critical now, and Yang Jian's identity is not bad.

Jumping to the ground, he set his eyes in the direction of Tianjizi and Linglong, and walked quickly.

The Demon Slayer Sword was still in front of the two of them, and he gently pulled it up and received the ring.

Tianjizi didn't laugh this time, but said with a serious face, and even with a slightly fanatical expression: "Zhenjun is here to save this world that is about to be destroyed?"

"???" Mo Yu looked at him with a question mark on his face, what happened?