Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The sword light flashed, sweeping away all evil atmospheres.

The faint green poisonous light that covered the sky was swept away by a sword.

Mo Yu came again with the Pure Yang Sword, and the aura in his body was mobilized to the extreme, and the true spirit was clear, and the fit with Lu Dongbin was improved again.

In the face of Mo Yu's killing, the plague monarch had a cold gaze, gritted his teeth and fought with a knife.

The two supremes clashed again, and even the heavenly dome was torn.

They shot with all their might, and without reservation, even if ninety percent of their strength fell on each other, one percent of the leakage would still overturn the heavens and the earth.

I saw that the sword qi and sword rays in the sky were intertwined with each other, dividing everything and cutting off the leylines of the earth.

The fight between the two supremes was too terrifying, and although the people in Heyang City were protected by the light of the Liangyi lantern, they still felt that great trouble was coming.

Looking up, it was even more vast, the sky and the earth were extremely dark, and I didn't know what the situation was.

Only a few people such as the Heyang City Lord and Su Mu could see the sword qi and sword light through the dim heaven and earth, and their hearts were even more shocked.

"Is this the Battle of the Supreme?" Su Mu was shocked, this kind of scene was beyond his comprehension.

The strength of the Heyang City Lord was higher than him, and he was once the inner gate elder of the Three Rivers Sect, but in the face of this scene, he was also shocked and speechless.

It is true that the Three Rivers Sect is a big faction, and even controls three big cities within a radius of 80,000 li.

But even so, the strongest person in the sect is only the head of the Seven Heavens of the Cave Heaven Realm, and he can be at the bottom of the list.

Now that he has seen the battle of the Supreme, it has subverted his cognition.

Just when the battle in the sky was in full swing, Su Mu's side, Mu Zixin and other disciples of the Xuanji Sect also arrived.

They were in Dongcheng before, and they were worried when they saw that a terrifying battle broke out shortly after Su Mu left.

It's only now that I've come all the way.

After arriving, Mu Zixin looked around and asked, "Master, where is Senior Lu?"

Su Mu smiled bitterly and gestured to the sky: "Senior Lu is fighting against Naqi Huang Tianjun in the sky, as for the result, we don't know now." "

Mu Zixin and the others raised their heads, and through the Liangyi Qi that protected the city, they could only see the aftermath of the horror, like the power of the sky falling, which made them afraid, and they couldn't say a word for a long time.

And above the sky, the battle between Mo Yu and the Plague King also reached a fever pitch.

The plague king's methods are frequent, although there are no special treasures, but his supernatural powers are still earth-shattering, and many supernatural powers are even more weird, making people unguardable.

It's a pity that he ran into Lu Dongbin, who was transformed into Mo Yu.

If it were another mythological character, in the face of a strange enemy like him, it might take some trouble, and he might even be able to get his hands on it and contract a strange disease.

But Lu Dongbin is a sword cultivator, and he takes the most unreasonable path of cultivation, no matter how many magical powers you have, I only slash it out with one sword.

The plague king's situation is already precarious.

"His strength is around the third level of the Supreme. The plague monarch secretly said in his heart, since the battle, he has a clear grasp of Mo Yu's strength.

He gritted his teeth secretly, if it was a regular Supreme Third Strongman, he could still deal with it with his years of combat experience, and even with some special supernatural powers, he might even be able to fight back.

But the opponent's strength is too strong, and he is an out-of-world god, and he is forced into a desperate situation by sword dao alone.

While resisting Mo Yu's attack, his eyes were once again focused on Heyang City below.

Luckily, he still has the last hole card.

The swords intersected, and the sky exploded again, and the plague lord let out a muffled snort, and the corners of his mouth spilled blood.

He retreated sharply with the force of the shock.

Mo Yu's gaze locked on him at this time, and the Pure Yang Sword in his hand was raised, and then slashed down.

"The sword has an illusion god!"

With a light drink, his sword intent was full of energy, and he didn't see the sword light, but it made the mountains and rivers vibrate, and the land was sensed by a radius of 100,000 miles.

As far as the eye can see, the wind and clouds are the sword, the yellow sand is the sword, the sky is the sword, the nine places are the sword, and even the poisonous fog that is good at heaven and earth has turned into poisonous arrows under the influence of the sword intent, and it is crazy to attack the plague king.

This kind of sword intent is that heaven and earth are swords, and the entire heaven and earth are the enemies of the plague lord at this moment.

This Ancient Demon Monarch's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Heaven and earth are overturned, and a radius of 100,000 miles is full of sword light, and he has become the only outlier in this heaven and earth.

"This ...... What kind of kendo is this...... Is this the Outer Sword Immortal......" Even he couldn't help but tremble in his tone, with endless emotion.

When the Ten Thousand Dao Sword fell, he knew that he couldn't resist it, so he drank lightly and grabbed at Heyang City with one hand.

In Heyang City, everyone's hearts were shocked, and they only felt that a catastrophe was coming.

Heaven and earth fell silent, and the whole city fell into an eerie silence at this moment.

The next moment!

Bang!bang......

As if history was repeating itself, all the patients infected with this plague were blown into a mist of blood.

Su Mu, Mu Zixin, the disciples of Xuanji Sect, and even the city lord of Heyang all looked at this scene in a daze.

They didn't even understand how it happened.

The previous 100,000 believers, they all drank the decoction medicine distributed by Qihuang Tianjun, and they could understand.

But these infected people did nothing.

And how many infected people are there in the entire Heyang City?

Su Mu's face changed abruptly.

But he couldn't do anything, and saw that in Heyang City, countless blood mist converged into a countercurrent and rose into the sky.

Even the light of the two lamps in his hand could not be stopped.

Because the plague itself is part of the plague king.

There are more than two million people infected in Heyang City, or even more, after all, many of them cannot be counted at home, and no one knows whether they are infected or not.

It was a blood sacrifice that surpassed the millions.

In the air, ten thousand sword qi fell, penetrating the plague monarch's body in an instant, and under the awe-inspiring sword intent, his body was instantly riddled with holes.

Then with a bang, his body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"Hmm!" Mo Yu frowned slightly, he noticed that the other party had taken the initiative to explode.

At the same time, countless blood mist turned into a countercurrent that rose to the sky, containing endless resentment and disease.

The plague lord used these people as a breeding ground for the plague, using their bodies to allow the plague to grow, and reaping it mercilessly.

The blood mist of more than a million people gathered together, constantly joining the blood qi that the plague lord exploded, and the blood-colored mist became bigger and bigger.

The next moment, a terrifying aura appeared, like a combination of all filth and filth, and like a certain existence that people feared most.

The blood mist contracted, and the figure of the plague monarch solidified again.

The surface of his body was covered with a layer of blood, and his aura went up to the next level, reaching the third level of the Supreme Realm.

He looked at Mo Yu with a calm gaze: "Benjun admits that he has underestimated you, but it doesn't matter, Benjun will use the power of the blood plague of more than a million people to let you see the mastery of the ancient era." "

He raised his hands to the sky at the same time, and his tone was full of confidence, as if he had absolute confidence in his next attack.

"The demon saint is against the scriptures, and the blood plague breaks the sky!"