Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

Seeing that Xia Xin was already less than ten zhang away from Wei Chi, but suddenly, his complexion changed, and he suddenly looked down.

Wei Chi suddenly stopped, laughed, leaned back in front of the laugh, and tears came out.

"It's your plan!" Xia Xin's face was gloomy, and his killing intent was visible to the naked eye, turning into a blood-red light that enveloped his body.

Wei Chi finally stopped laughing, looked at Xia Xin, and felt extremely happy: "What if it is?"

"It's just that you're afraid that you've forgotten, only you are the core, as long as you die, even if your plan succeeds, it won't help!" Xia Xin approached Wei Chi step by step.

"Oh?" Wei Chi tilted his head, smiled undiminishedly, and said defiantly: "Then let's see if you have the ability to do this!".

"Perhaps, you can also try to let the person behind you take a look at the situation, but don't regret it then!" Wei Chi suggested with a sincere face.

Xia Xin and Qiu Shan glanced at each other, and Qiu Shan sneered: "My clan's son, naturally you can deal with it, you still care more about your own life!"

Wei Chi squinted, his expression was a little stunned, but he was extremely happy in his heart, Xia Xin and Qiu Shan were determined to kill themselves, and Mo Yu's side was completely safe.

Within the chaos of the Yuan, Mo Yu's figure suddenly appeared beside Yunyan and them, and with a wave of his robe, he had already swept the seven people out of the space.

Until this time, there were no more mainland cultivators in the Mixed Yuan Qiankun, and the rest were all enemies.

After experiencing the initial panic, the Saint Li Clan's Saint Realm cultivators had already calmed down, and at this time, they were actually trying their best to get closer, forming a large array to prepare to bombard the Mixed Yuan Qiankun and completely destroy this space.

Mo Yu sneered, how can you wait to get your wish?

The Mixed Yuan

Qiankun Bead flew out, suspended in the air, and spun violently, and the power of the violent earth, wind, water, and fire gushed out from all over the Mixed Yuan Qiankun like a volcanic eruption.

At the same time, the Mixed Yuan One Qi Qiankun Pearl's inner continent also flew out, merging with the Mixed Yuan Qiankun, the space was slight for a while, and the powerful restraining power fell on the bodies of all the Shengli clans.

"Mixed Yuan Arcana!!".

Above the nine heavens, Xia Xin and Qiu Shan suddenly turned their heads to look down, their eyes cracked!

How can there be the aura of the Mixed Yuan Arcana?

"Hahahaha, I can't catch up!" Wei Chi laughed at the performance of the two, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Give me death!" Xia Xin's snake tail suddenly bloomed with immeasurable light and smashed towards Wei Chi.

Just as Wei Chi said, at this time,

he and Qiu Shan could no longer catch up, and Wei Chi had already become their must-kill person at this time! Qiu Shan stretched out his palm, and the withered giant tree also smashed towards Wei Chi.

Mixed Yuan Qiankun is ......

Mo Yu was slightly sweating on his forehead at this time, and at the same time suppressing so many Saint Realm cultivators, this was the first time, and the mana was like a needle-pierced balloon, frantically consuming.

"What the hell is this!".

"I can't move!".

"Don't panic, stay close to each other!".

"The pressure on me is getting bigger!".

"My mana can't work properly!".

"What the hell is going on?".

......

Listening to the panicked shouts of the Shengli clan, Mo Yu Gujing did not wave, raised his head and glanced at the Mixed Yuan Qi Qiankun Pearl, the essence of his eyes crossed, and the killing intent rushed straight to the nine skies!

"Mixed Yuan shattered!" Mo Yu shook his right hand fiercely, and the mixed yuan was instantly frozen.

"Wow!".

Hearing the sound of glass shattering, the space in front of Mo Yu suddenly shattered into slag, and in an instant, the sky, mountains, and continents within the chaotic yuan were all shattered.

Like a dualistic dimension, all the monks of the Shengli clan were shattered into pieces, floating in the void, with no stumps or bloodshed.

Everyone seems to be reflected in a mirror, and as the mirror shatters, the body is scattered into several parts, remaining in different mirrors.

Mo Yu's

eyes suddenly went dark, and he immediately recovered, feeling the empty body, Mo Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was really a little too reluctant!

The

Mixed Yuan Qi Qiankun Bead suspended above Mo Yu's head, protecting him from being cut off by space debris, and at the same time, the pure aura fell to Mo Yutian Spirit like a spring.

But the aura poured in, and Mo Yu's body was like a dry land that had been dry for a hundred years, and it had been absorbed before the aura could be activated.

Coughing lightly twice, Mo Yu's body suddenly weakened, and he sat down directly in the void.

Barely squeezing out a trace of aura from his body, Mo Yu's figure flashed and disappeared into the chaos of the universe.

On the edge of the ocean, a figure suddenly appeared, smashed straight into the ocean, and sank downward.

The figure sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, his skin pale, and as if he had lost moisture, slightly shriveled, it was Mo Yu who had overdrawn his mana.

Looking at it fixedly, the "ocean" is not sea water at all, and the entire ocean is pure heaven and earth aura.

Mo

Yu's body was full at a speed visible to the naked eye, I don't know how long it took, it seemed to be a moment, and it seemed to be ten thousand years, Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes, and the two sharp gazes were like sword shadows, which directly divided the "ocean" into two.

With a long roar, Mo Yu had already reappeared in the Mixed Yuan Qiankun.

Countless space debris is still floating in the void, and occasionally you can see some still broken pictures, some are frightened, some are confused, some are afraid, but there is no unwillingness!

Because they don't have time to be reluctant, because they don't know their own death!

At this time, Mo Yu's state had reached its peak, and with a wave of his hand, the power of earth, wind, water and fire had already gushed out from within the Mixed Yuan Qi Qiankun Bead, and the Mixed Yuan Qiankun slowly returned to its original state.

As the space continues to be spliced, time seems to be going backwards, and one by one the Shengli clan reappears, still with their expressions and movements before they are broken.

When the last fragment was put together, the Mixed Yuan Qiankun shook slightly, but those Shengli clans were like building blocks, scattered to the ground with that slight vibration.

The scarlet blood flowed on the desolate continent, and it looked extremely charming, and the entire chaotic universe became weird.

The burning city lit up, and twelve chaotic void flames flew out, burning everything up, and Mo Yu turned around and stepped out in one step, reappearing on the plain.

The

Mixed Yuan Qi Qiankun Bead swirled on the top of Mo Yu's head, and layer after layer of spatial ripples wrapped Mo Yu into an extremely gorgeous egg.

The thunderous blow in his mind did not appear, and Mo Yu's worries did not happen.

It seemed that Wei Chi had really dragged Xia Xin and Qiu Shan, and Mo Yu had originally thought that at least one Holy Emperor would come to deal with him.