Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

Mo Yu looked at Yi Luan's eyes a little strangely, let you find a target, what are you staring at me for?

"Brother, you don't just have to look for a lonely, a team can also be a team, no more than five people will do!I can handle it!" Mo Yu said, he still thought that Yi Luan couldn't find the lone opponent!

Yi Luan nodded, and didn't say anything, he still believed in Mo Yu's strength, after all, Mo Yu was the existence of the Supreme Realm to slash the Holy Venerable.

In Yi Luan's opinion, Mo Yu said that the team of less than five people may be a conservative estimate.

Soon, Yi Luan found a three-person team of the Shengli clan, and transmitted the sound to Jing Ze and Mo Yuyi, and the three of them were instantly paved.

It was also Jing Ze who made a move to attract attention, but this time after Mo Yu fixed the three figures, he instantly released three Chaos Void Flames compressed to the size of cow hair.

Before the three of them even reacted, they had already turned into a cloud of turbidity, dissipating into the air, not to mention the blood, and there were no bones left.

As the war progressed, the Shengli clan had completely fallen into a disadvantage, the kind of people who fought alone had long since died, and the rest of the people were at least a team of five, struggling to resist the attack of the mainland side.

Above the sky, the battle between

Wei Chi and Qiu Shan continued, and even if everyone was extremely far away, they could still feel the violent aftermath of the battle between the two.

On the mainland side, it seems that the anger and hatred accumulated over thousands of years are pouring out here, and the battle is extremely crazy.

There were corpses everywhere on the ground, more of them belonged to the Shengli clan, but some of them belonged to mainland monks.

The previous battles were aggrieved and tragic for the mainland monks, and the comrades-in-arms who fought side by side were resolute and unwilling when faced with a desperate situation.

But today is different, even if they die in battle, those monks are also excited, happy.

The momentum of the mainland side is getting stronger and stronger, on the other hand, the Shengli clan, where is there any momentum to speak of, and their eyes are full of humiliation and confusion.

They would never understand why the Continent Cultivators, who had previously been able to suppress at will, were so unstoppable today.

Mo Yu, Jing Ze, and Yi Luan were

shuttling on the battlefield, Yi Luan's eyes were shining, and even Jing Ze's eyes were full of joy and couldn't be suppressed.

I'm afraid that the three of them have captured more than all of them combined, and the number of Saint Venerables who died in the three injured has exceeded twenty!

Yi Luan knew very well in his heart that all this was because of Mo Yu, without Mo Yu, only he and Jing Ze, let alone killing twenty monks of the Shengli clan, I am afraid that even five would be enough.

And even if it is five, Yi Luan feels that he is already talking against his conscience.

Without Mo Yu, even if the two of them had been lucky enough to meet a lonely, much weaker Saint Venerable, the battle would have been extremely long.

Where is it as simple as it

is now, so simple as to say? Yes, it is easier to kill a chicken than to kill a chicken.

To sum up, the process of killing the enemy of the three of them is probably as follows: Yi Luan began to look for the target, okay! Found it! Send the sound to Mo Yu and Jing Ze, rush, give it to me, and then Jing Ze rushed out, and then the other party was stupid, and then the other party was gone, this one is really gone, there is nothing, and even the steps of raising ashes are saved!

But now the speed of the three of them has dropped all of a sudden, nothing else, the Shengli clan is now completely in a state of reporting for warmth, who would dare to be alone at this time?

Not to mention being alone, there are no five or six clansmen around at this time, who can be sure-footed, the monks on the mainland side are completely crazy today!

Qiu Shan, who was still entangled with Wei Chi at this time, was really furious, and when he saw the tragic situation of the Shengli clan, he knew that they had lost this war today.

Then Qiu Shan wanted to leave with his clansmen first, and then go back to gather people and start over with the mainland side again, and get back all the losses, but how could Wei Chi let him leave?

Several times, Wei Chi

even tried to stop Qiu Shan with a hard top attack, although he was injured a little bit, but with a little injury, in exchange for the casualties of the Shengli clan, Wei Chi felt that it was still very profitable.

It's been tens of thousands of years, and I finally got an opportunity, and if I didn't take advantage of it, where would Wei Chi be willing to let go.

"Wei Chi!!" Qiu Shan snorted, and the anger in his eyes almost overflowed.

Wei Chi looked happy, for so many years, every time the situation on my mainland side is bleak, now you know that you are angry? Okay! The more angry you are, the happier I am!

"You should know that as long as I'm still here, it's impossible for you to leave!" Wei Chi's palms flickered with a poignant seal, as if echoing Wei Chi's words.

Qiu Shan's face was ugly, although he was already angry, but he also knew that what Wei Chi said was right, in terms of strength, Wei Chi was several lines higher than him.

For their realm, a difference of one line is a world of difference, not to mention a difference of several lines, if Wei Chi doesn't want him to leave, without any external interference, he really has no choice.

In the past, when the two sides fought each other, the cycle was not often several months, or even a few years after a fight.

As a result, how long has it been since this time? In less than half a day, their Saint Li clan had lost dozens of Saint Realms! Such a tragic loss, even if he was a Saint Emperor, he felt a pain in his flesh.

In fact, the Shengli clan had the strength to completely cripple the mainland side with a seven-wound fist that injured a thousand enemies and damaged eight hundred itself.

Why didn't they make this choice, isn't it because they want to preserve their vital strength and completely grind the mainland side to death little by little?

But what is this today? Since the start of the battle, except for the battle when they needed to occupy the bridgehead 10,000 years ago, there has never been such a loss, and Qiu Shan feels that his heart is dripping blood!

On the contrary, Wei Chi tried to shake himself off Qiu Shan again and again, but after failing every time, he had already laughed out loud, not hiding his pleasure at all.

And because Wei Chi knew that Mo Yu was special, every time he sensed Mo Yu's

move, Wei Chi shot at the same time, causing Qiu Shan, an unlucky child, to just watch the casualties of the clan, but not perceive the situation where Mo Yu easily killed the clansmen.

It's just perfect! Stopped Qiu Shan again, and Mo Yu has not been exposed yet, this wave is a double happiness!

Even though Wei Chi is

far away from the battlefield below, Wei Chi can still feel the joy of the monks on the mainland side, it is really too long!