Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

"Do you still look at feng shui?" asked Zhou Xiao suspiciously.

Mo Yu shook his head decisively: "No." "

Zhou Xiao's eyes became a little strange, but he didn't say anything, and looked at the mountains in front of him again.

They were standing on the top of a hill at this time, and they could see the mist-shrouded mountain range in front of them.

Zhou Xiao took out the

Qiankun plate from the ring, took out the plum blossom stick, and calculated with words in his mouth.

Mo Yu squinted: "Are you still looking for dragon points?"

Zhou Xiao nodded lightly: "Well, the teacher taught me before." "

Mo Yu opened his mouth, feeling like a punch in the air.

Zhou Xiao didn't care, and walked towards the center of the mountain with the guidance of Qiankun Pan.

Mo Yu followed him, but his eyes were keenly aware of the crows in the treetops around him, he sniffed lightly at the end of his nose, and the smell of decay that ordinary people could not detect clearly entered his nose.

Gathering the spiritual power in his body, those crows that were originally normal in the treetops quickly changed, becoming abominable, and their whole bodies were rotting and infested with maggots.

Some can even clearly see the damaged internal organs.

Mo Yu's eyes were slightly empty, but he didn't make a move, he knew that these were the eyes of the Huangquan Sect, and the other party was waiting for Zhou Xiao to open the mausoleum.

In the same way, he is also waiting for the other party to jump out.

The two of them walked all the way to the center of the mountain range, and the pointer of the Qiankun plate continued to adjust the direction with the plum blossom stick.

Zhou Xiao's expression was serious.

Gradually, the surrounding trees decreased and became barren, and even the air was inexplicably cold.

Mo Yu looked around and saw natural stone peaks rising from the ground, all bare, and even very few weeds, like tombstones.

There was a faint mist all around.

"This is it. "

Zhou Xiao's footsteps stopped suddenly, and at this time they had reached the center of the mountain range, where the stone peaks disappeared, and there was a barren land in the center of the empty space.

The pointer of the Qiankun disk pointed straight ahead, motionless.

Zhou Xiao said: "This is the center of the mountain range to gather yin qi, it is the natural eye of the array, and it is also the entrance of the mausoleum, because the yin qi is too strong, and even weeds are difficult to grow." "

Mo Yu looked at it, didn't find anything special, and asked directly, "Will the door be opened?"

"Yes. "

Zhou Xiao's words were concise, and he quickly put away the Qiankun plate and plum blossom sticks, took out other materials in the ring, and began to arrange.

Mo Yu put his hands in his pants and turned to look at the surrounding peaks.

Anyway, he can't help with this kind of thing as opening the mausoleum, so it is better to take the opportunity to take a look at the environment, and by the way, find out where the people from the Huangquan Sect are ambushed.

He gathered his aura in his eyes, and the

aura loomed, and he could vaguely see a lotus flower blooming in his eyes.

The space around him changed in his field of vision.

As he swept over

a distant mountain, he suddenly noticed something obscuring his vision, and instead of stopping, he swept over without pause.

Zhou Xiao had already arranged a simple formation with various materials, and she herself was in the center of the formation.

At this time, she suddenly pulled out a dagger, held it without hesitation, and slashed it in the palm of her hand.

The corners of Mo Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and it hurt when he looked at it.

Blood dripped down her wrist and landed in the very center of the formation.

Suddenly, a brilliant light spread from under her feet, spreading out and touching the formation materials that had been placed before, forming complex patterns.

Zhou Xiao opened his mouth to chant at the same time, his voice was ethereal, but it was not a language that Mo Yu was familiar with.

A yin wind suddenly whistled in the mountains, and the space shook lightly, as if some ancient existence had been awakened.

An invisible portal slowly opened, and there was chaos inside the door, as if leading to an endless abyss.

The moment the door of the mausoleum appeared, Zhou Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly took out the wound medicine and applied it to the wound, and the blood quickly stopped.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud bang, and a mountain suddenly exploded.

A figure appeared out of thin air, rushing towards Zhou Xiao with a terrifying momentum.

Under the tremendous pressure, the sky changed slightly, and there were faint dark clouds gathering.

"Heh, I finally can't help it. "

Mo Yu chuckled, and with a force under his feet, he appeared in front of Zhou Xiao.

There was no fancy, he didn't even take out the hand that was in his pants, and he met it with a diagonal foot.

"Where did the little baby come from, looking for death!".

The Ghost Slayer shouted angrily, he had already punched out, using all his strength, the light yellow light wrapped around his arm, and with the strength of his exterior Six Heavens, it was enough to open the mountain with one punch.

Bang!

The fists and feet intersected, and the whole world seemed to shake for a moment.

In the next moment, the figure of the Ghost Slayer Daoist flew out at a faster speed than when he rushed in, and with a loud bang, he slammed into a mountain peak in the distance.

With a strong impact, a third of the mountain collapsed, and large rocks continued to fall.

Mo Yu's figure fell to the ground, shook his legs and said with a smile: "The strength is good, the master's legs are a little numb." "

Boom!

Under the collapsed mountain peak, there was a loud bang, and a figure rushed out and stopped in mid-air.

He was full of embarrassment, angry and angry, looking at Mo Yu and roaring in a low voice: "Little doll, you are looking for death!".

As the protector of the Huangquan Sect, and being selected to protect Du Jiuquan's safety, his strength should not be underestimated.

Exterior Liuzhongtian, who is also a master of the famous side in the outside world, was beaten away in the first round of the fight today.

The most infuriating thing is that the other party looks like a stinky doll, and the anger mixed with the humiliation makes him lose his mind.

And at the top of the mountain he rushed out, a curtain appeared, and then turned into a handkerchief and shrunk, and Du Jiuquan's figure appeared.

He looked down calmly and paused slightly on Mo Yu.

"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary child, where did Zhou Xiao find it?"

He was puzzled, but he didn't care, how strong a three-year-old child could be.

His gaze swept over Mo Yu, and finally stopped at Zhou Xiao's body.

Zhou Xiao sensed at the same time, subconsciously raised his head, and saw Du Jiuquan at a height.

For a moment, her eyes were full of anger, and she roared hoarsely: "Du Jiuquan!"

Du Jiuquan smiled and chuckled: "Zhou Xiao, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, you are getting more and more beautiful." "

Before the words fell, Zhou Xiao's feet suddenly exploded, and a two-meter-tall terrifying figure appeared, and his hands grabbed her arms like two big pincers.

The speed was too fast, even if Zhou Xiao reacted quickly, he was detained for the first time.

Earthly Rakshasas!

The next moment, the Earthly Rakshasa jumped up directly, and he was about to return to Du Jiuquan's side.

Mo Yu's eyes froze, and he turned around at the moment when the Earth Rakshasa moved, and he was about to try to intercept it.

A figure rushed down at the same time, with a wave of both hands, the majestic Huangquan Yin Qi turned into an axe and was cut down, and the ghost killer shouted angrily: "Little doll, you better worry about yourself first." "

"Cut. "

Mo Yu pursed his lips, held it with one hand, and a spear with a spear head like a flame appeared in his hand and stabbed towards the sky.

The sound of

gunfire started, the sound shook for nine days, and the power of one shot seemed to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

The giant axe slashed out by the Ghost Slayer Daoist collapsed like a bubble the moment it was touched, and Mo Yuyu stabbed down with an unabated shot, pointing directly at the Ghost Slayer Daoist.

In an instant, the Ghost Slayer Daoist's scalp was numb, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake when he was the weakest.

He roared angrily, his hands folded, the magic in his hands changed again and again, invisible barriers stacked in front of him, and his palms and arms also glowed bronze at the same time.

The

spear stabbed down, and the invisible barrier was as fragile as tissue paper, pierced by a single shot.

Then a shot pierced through the stacked wrists of the Ghost Slayer Daoist, and the sparks burst out, and the sound of gold and iron could be faintly heard when piercing before, which showed the physical strength of the Ghost Slayer Daoist.

But in front of the fire-tipped gun, there is no point.

Mo Yu's face was expressionless, and while penetrating the wrist of the Ghost Slayer Daoist, he pulled it with one hand, and the other party suddenly hit him, kicking the opponent in the abdomen, like a cannonball falling to the ground.

Boom!

In the billowing smoke and dust, the Demon Slayer Daoist crashed into the ground, like a huge crater where a meteorite fell, and the shattered ground spread like a spider web in all directions.

Mo Yu carried the fire-tipped spear on his shoulder, looked at the billowing smoke and dust below, and said disdainfully: "Huangquan Sect, is this it?"