Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

It's hard to describe how she feels at the moment.

She felt like a floating bird in the face of a storm, floating between heaven and earth, resigned to fate in the face of terrible natural disasters, and could be torn apart by the storm at any time.

But she was lucky, because at the most critical time, someone held up an umbrella for them.

She looked at the group of "immortals" beside her gratefully, she couldn't remember how many times she had been saved by myths since the first time she met Nezha in Dongxuanzhou.

But this time, she really felt that a catastrophe was coming.

The blood-colored eyes made her tremble from the bottom of her heart.

Can't win, can't win at all.

With just one glance, she clearly knew that the great fear that those eyes represented, that it was not a difference in strength, but a difference in dimension.

She couldn't even understand what the other person was, only the most instinctive and deep fear.

She looked at Mo Yu who was still emitting eternal immortal light outside the thirty-three heavens with complicated eyes, and then glanced at the Tai Bai Xing and the rest of the gods beside her, and suddenly, she was relieved.

Enough is enough, enough to do it to this extent.

There is no need to hold out for another 30.

In just over an hour in the past few hours, as the mythical world approached the source of darkness, she experienced the collapse of the world, the wailing of the common people, and the mighty shore of the Jade Emperor Great Heavenly Venerable who came out to save the world.

But before she could celebrate, the world she had just been saved was destroyed again.

This time it was more thorough and more desperate than before.

Even if they can get away, what is the point of leaving only the three of them and a mythical "immortal god"?

What's more, she faintly sensed that even the Jade Emperor Great Tianzun, the king of the gods that she couldn't understand, was powerless when facing the master with blood-colored eyes.

"Haotian Mirror!"

As if Shi Shi responded to her with relief, the thirty-three heavens outside the sky, the Jade Emperor Great Tianzun transformed by Mo Yu suddenly snorted softly, his voice was not loud, but there was a sense of divine majesty, which spread to every inch of the mythical world, and directly sounded in the depths of the hearts of all beings.

Although the creatures of the entire mythical world are only three people left at the moment.

At this moment, Mo Yu naturally won't take care of these, the wood is already in the boat, the mythical world has been destroyed, but the heavenly court is still there, and the three of Yueji are still there, which retains a trace of the possibility of reshaping the mythical world.

As long as he can get rid of the blood-colored eyes in front of him, he can use the Jade Emperor's supernatural powers to reshape the world.

This is beyond the imagination of Tsukihime and others, but it is in line with the mythical supernatural powers.

It's just that Mo Yu has clearly realized that the Jade Emperor he has transformed into and the existence of the suspected Jade Emperor at the end of the heavens in his perception are not a dimensional life at all, which has nothing to do with the strength of the power, but a more abstract gap that is close to the Dao.

Even if the Jade Emperor he transformed into was infinitely stronger than hundreds of millions of trillion people on this basis, he still couldn't reach the slightest bit of the Jade Emperor's body in his perception.

He couldn't describe the feeling, but he was convinced.

However, although the transformation has the same dimensional gap as that existence, the supernatural powers after his transformation are real.

If not, he would not be able to fight the darkness.

A round mirror appeared in Mo Yu's hand, he raised it high, and a blazing white divine light came out of the mirror, hitting the blood-colored pupils in the endless distance.

This is the magic weapon of the Jade Emperor.

In mythology, the Jade Emperor is the king of the gods, residing in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall to rule the Three Realms, and all the big and small priesthoods are subject to his jurisdiction.

In addition to the identity of the Jade Emperor, he also has the identity of Haotian God.

That was his identity in ancient times, the original Emperor of Heaven, and in the countless worlds of the heavens and worlds, his legend was circulated, and he was recognized as God.

Of course, how he later changed from Haotian God to the Jade Emperor, there was a confused account, and Mo Yu couldn't know everything, so he could only make some reasonable guesses based on his own mythology.

It can only be said that the water in it is very deep, and it involves the Sanqing Dao Ancestor.

And the Haotian Mirror is the natal magic weapon when the Jade Emperor was still the Haotian Emperor. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In myths and legends, the success of this mirror is not revealed.

Because whether it is the period of the Haotian God or the period of the Jade Emperor, there are too few enemies who can make him shoot.

Even some former opponents, because the age is too long, so far away that the old era of the heavens and all worlds has never appeared, and so far before countless mythological eras, the secrets of them have long been submerged in that long time and space that has been wiped out by the years.

Even in the period of the Jade Emperor, in the face of a certain lawless monkey, he just sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, and after Wang Lingguan and the thirty-six Lei generals stopped him, he issued an order to declare that Xitian Rulai came to surrender.

It's all a matter of legend, and it has nothing to do with the crisis at this time. []

At this moment, the light emitted by the Haotian Mirror penetrated the distance of infinite space, and the darkness surged everywhere it passed, turning into all kinds of unknown terrifying forms to stop this light.

But as soon as the divine light shone, these darkness that could erode all worlds were directly penetrated, and then calmed down under the light, as if life had been deprived of the characteristics of being alive and fell into a state of death.

Haotian Mirror can probe all the sneakiness of the heavens, analyze all the energy systems of the world, gain insight into the heavens and the earth, and suppress the demons.

Of course, the Haotian Mirror in Mo Yu's hand was not the original version of the myth, but the accompanying magic weapon that naturally appeared after he transformed into the Jade Emperor.

When I was in Dongxuanzhou before, the system said that these mythical magic weapons can be regarded as the original, but they can be regarded as the original version that is still different from the real 607.

For example, the Haotian Mirror in Mo Yu's hand at this time, if it was placed in the hands of the great existence at the end of the heavens that he perceived, it would instantly become the original, exerting the power of the unpredictable upper limit.

But in Mo Yu's hands, there is an upper limit to the power of Haotian Mirror.

Because the Jade Emperor he transformed into has a power ceiling.

Hundreds of millions of times stronger than the Immortal Emperor, this is the upper limit of his power to transform into the Jade Emperor at this time.

But even so, in the face of this situation, it is enough to deal with it.

In an instant, the light of the mirror pierced through all darkness and shone on the blood-colored eyes.

Mo Yu held up the Haotian Mirror, the image of the blood-colored eyes reflected in the mirror, time and space seemed to freeze at this moment, the blood-colored pupils seemed to reveal a painful color, and wisps of blood appeared, vaguely about to collapse.

Mo Yu was happy in his heart, and he had to make persistent efforts to defeat the blood-colored pupils in one fell swoop.

At this moment, the being in the depths of the darkness seemed to sense something and paid attention to it again.

And with that comes the suffocating power of terror.

The blood-colored eyes that were about to collapse instantly condensed and became more real, and the cold concept of death emanated from the eyes, just like death itself.

Then, the blood-colored eyes stared at the Haotian Mirror, and Mo Yu who was holding the Haotian Mirror.