Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The change came so suddenly, this place was already in the depths of the Great Wilderness, and under the influence of darkness, I don't know how many demon beasts roared out in an instant.

They gathered together and rushed wildly towards the village.

Mo Yu looked at it, these demon beasts gathered like a tide, and I don't know how many there were at a glance, layer upon layer, making people's scalp tingle in the dark.

The earth trembled at the feet of the demon beast, which immediately attracted the attention of the villagers.

They quickly rushed out of their homes, about a hundred strong men, armed with steel forks, stone axes, and long knives.

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, he noticed that these strong men were full of qi and blood, and the weakest ones had the strength of the exterior realm.

The powerhouse even reached the Cave Heaven Realm.

This kind of strength, in the outside world, is already a first-class faction.

At the same time, he noticed that these people contained divine light in their bodies, which was extremely faint and almost disappeared, which meant that they had the blood of gods.

Mo Yu pinched his chin and showed a thoughtful expression.

A mysterious village in the Great Wilderness, not far from Lintianmen, has a willow tree that is essentially a god, and the villagers all have the blood of gods.

That's kind of interesting.

Outside of this village, he had not seen any other gods in Eastern Xuanzhou.

Even the Plague King and the Nine Hell Dragons are not strictly gods.

Although their essence in the ancient times was extremely high and they could spread faith, they were still demons in nature, not gods.

What is a god is a god who is recognized by heaven and earth.

In the desolate world, it was canonized by the heavenly court and awarded to the immortal urn.

And in this world, it is an immortal who was recognized by the Ancient Divine Court and whose name was on the Divine Book.

Whether it is the Heavenly Court or the Ancient Divine Court, they are both orthodox heaven and earth recognized by the Heavenly Dao of their respective worlds, so they have the right to be gods.

In addition, no matter how strong the power is, it is only an evil demon.

Of course, the desolate world is more special, although theoretically only the heavenly court can be canonized as a god, but there are also saints and humanitarians.

The saint is the same as the Tao, and every word and deed is the will of heaven.

The saints are humane, and naturally they are also recognized by heaven and earth.

Therefore, whether it is a disciple of the Jade Void Palace or a disciple of the Biyou Palace, there is no need for the Heavenly Court to receive the Immortal Jar.

"This village is related to the Ancient Divine Court. Mo Yu immediately had a guess.

He thought very quickly, only in a breath, and in this very short period of time, the tide of demon beasts approached the entrance of the village.

The first was a wolf howl, and I saw thousands of huge wolf shadows with silver fur rushing towards them, with huge bodies and exuding a ferocious aura.

"It's the Silver Sky Wolf, there are so many here, the last time I went out hunting, I met ten of them, and I almost didn't come back!"

A villager exclaimed, he was dressed in animal skins, armed with a stone axe, and placed in the outside world to be a strong man of the Six Heavens.

It's not weak.

And this kind of silver wolf is a kind of demon beast of the yin attribute, with sharp claws tearing through steel, infinite power, and greedy and cunning, gathered in groups, even the demon beasts of the Cave Heaven Realm dare to fight, extremely difficult.

In addition to this silver wolf, there were countless other demon beasts, and the villagers looked out with weapons in their hands, their palms sweating, extremely nervous.

"Purple Feather Rhino, Blood Rainbow Ape, Empty Lion, Broken Soul Leopard ......"

Some villagers turned blue, and one by one they read out the names of the demon beasts rushing in front, and their tones were trembling.

They had never seen this scene before, and countless demon beasts gathered together and came straight at them.

This kind of horror is difficult to understand unless faced directly, even if they have a trace of divine blood, it is an old thing that they don't know how many thousands of years ago, and even they don't know it.

Some villagers were frightened before they fought, and their legs were trembling.

"Panic what. Suddenly, a voice sounded, with an indescribable composure and majesty, and the villagers were shocked, and most of the fear that had just appeared was dispelled.

The villagers naturally separated, only to see one person being pushed out in a wheelchair.

This is an old man, the moment he saw him, Mo Yu was stunned.

Because his appearance was so miserable, his hands and feet were gone, leaving only his main body, unable to move in a wheelchair.

The most important thing is not these, but Mo Yu has a glimpse of the divine fire in this old man's body.

It was not the power of the bloodline that almost dissipated in the villagers' bodies, but the true essence of the gods.

This old man is also a god.

"It's kind of interesting. Mo Yu's eyes were empty, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

In such an inconspicuous small village, there are two gods hidden, and the water of the great wilderness is deeper than you imagined.

The old man appeared, and looked at the beast tide that had arrived at the entrance of the village calmly: "It's okay, there is a willow god." "

As if to confirm his words, a bright light rushed up, and a willow branch with golden colors in the turquoise was carved like a divine jade, and the whole body was crystal clear, exuding a brilliant glow, which penetrated the darkness.

The willow branches soared into the air, emerald green, emitting a hazy golden light, which looked extremely soft, but between the sweeps, it was like a Nine Heavens Divine Soldier.

Burst!

At the forefront, a tiger-like demon beast was nailed to the air, wisps of blood, flowing along the green and glittering tender strips, strange and mysterious.

In the next moment, the willow branch spread, turning into a turquoise chain, and streaked a graceful trajectory in the air.

From a distance, it is light and crystalline, like a dreamy silk thread crossing in the darkness.

But the results are chilling.

Burst!

With another sound, the hundreds of demon beasts that rushed to the front stopped their waists and broke, and the blood stained the sky.

And that's just the beginning.

The blue light spread over the willow branches, turning into an impassable moat.

The willow branches swayed, fluttering with the wind, and the hazy golden light bloomed one after another, across the sky, like a divine whip, like a fairy sword, and I don't know how many demon beasts were cut into two sections.

The slender willow branches are too terrifying, and their lethality even exceeds the sharp sword of the supreme realm powerhouse, and the willow branches are in the air, cutting all the demon beasts.

Burst...... Burst......

One after another, the blood splashed, the sound was endless, the wicker waved lightly, and the beast corpses fell to the earth, or were cut off, or split into two pieces, and the blood flowers bloomed one after another.

At this moment, the smell of blood wafted in all directions, the blood in the darkness bloomed, and on the charred black willow wood, a new twig swayed, crystal clear, indescribably enchanting.

On the ground, there was a corpse of demon beasts, stained with blood.

The people in the village watched this scene in amazement, shocked and speechless.

All they knew was that the willow tree had been at the entrance of the village for as long as they could remember, and that it was honored by the village chief as the god of willows and worshiped as the guardian saint of the village.

But the willow tree never behaved like a dead tree.

If it weren't for today's situation, they would never have imagined that the willow tree at the entrance of the village was so terrifying.

This kind of strength can indeed be called a god.

In the blink of an eye, all the attacking demon beasts were killed, and the corpses were piled up into a hill, and the blood overflowed into a stream, constantly converging towards the rhizome of the willow tree.

All the blood was absorbed, and it looked strange and terrifying.

The village chief in the wheelchair didn't say anything when he saw this scene, he looked solemnly at the sky, and the darkness on the gate of heaven surged, gathering rapidly, as if he was angry.

Another dark light emerged, with a faint thunder sound, containing the power of endless depravity and decay.

The willow branches trembled at the moment of thunder.

Mo Yu also raised his head and looked at the darkness that was entwined on the Lintian Gate.

He pinched his chin and chuckled, "There's a story." "