Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The battle in mid-air continued.

The fire-tipped spear in Mo Yu's hand flew, and the chaotic sky silk floated behind him, and at this time, it had turned into six hanging red silks, like six red dragons crisscrossing the sky.

Constantly pumping, the six days of Rakshasa roared again and again, constantly tearing it apart.

Of course, most of Chaotian Aya's power is still holding back the Rakshasa Ghost King and another Flying Rakshasa body.

After fighting so far, it is extremely difficult for those Chaotian Aya who have broken off alone to trap these two rakshasas.

In particular, the Rakshasa Ghost King, who is equivalent to the powerhouse of the Nine Heavens on the outside, and the steel and iron bones that have been refined, are almost indestructible, and they are equivalent to the treasures on the ground level.

At this time, with all his strength, even the ordinary exterior Nine Heavens powerhouses would not dare to compete with it.

It is a miracle that Mo Yu can defeat six with one and stalemate for so long.

Du Jiuquan was independent of the sky, and when he saw that the battle group was glued to the Rakshasa Ghost King and the Flying Rakshasa that were blocked by the red silk and difficult to break through, his face was shocked.

"Where did this little doll come out, it's so strong, the six rakshasas join forces, even the powerhouse of the Nine Heavens on the exterior is difficult to resist, he can actually stalemate for a short time?".

The threat of Mo Yu continued to increase in his heart, and he shouted loudly: "Rakshasa Ghost King, Flying Rakshasa, surround and kill that little ghost first!"

After receiving the new order, the two rakshasas roared at the same time, decisively changed their targets, and joined the wargroup besieging Mo Yu.

For a while, Mo Yu's pressure doubled.

But he didn't panic, but instead had a feeling of exhilaration, and this was the first full-strength battle he had fought since he crossed over.

In the past, whether it was the old man of Senluo Hall or Yueji, he only exerted a small part of his strength.

Tsukihime had judged that his strength at this time was around the Exterior Six Heavens, which was a judgment made based on experience, and there was nothing wrong with that.

She was just wrong in using the experience of this world to judge a completely different power system.

It is true that the destructive power shown by Mo Yu is equivalent to the six heavens on the outside, but the destructive power and the real strength are completely different things.

The real comprehensive strength is to count his supernatural powers, talents, and even the magic weapons on his body.

And Nezha's own fire-tipped spear, Chaotian Aya, Qiankun Circle, etc., are all rare immortal treasures, and they have a deep bonus to his combat power.

Even if he can only exert the power equivalent to the Exterior Six Heavens in this state, with a magic weapon, he can also fight against the Exterior Nine Heavens.

For example, at this time, even if the Rakshasa Ghost King and the Flying Rakshasa joined the battle group, he could resist for a short time with the power of the magic weapon.

The spear of

fire was like a living creature in his hand, a human spear in one, and even the space vibrated in the sweep, blocking the attacks of the three earth-shattering rakshasas.

With a soft snort, he quickly retreated with the help of a powerful impact.

At the same time, his gaze moved back slightly, and the sound of breaking through the air appeared, which was equivalent to the flying rakshasa killing of the eightfold heaven in the exterior scene.

With a cold snort in his heart, Chaotian Aya rolled upside down.

In an instant, the opponent's arm was rolled up, and then it was drawn and thrown far away.

But at the same time, another flying rakshasa was killed again, and there was no respite at all.

The spear spun and stabbed at an incredible angle, slamming into the opponent's punch with a bang.

A circle of invisible energy spread around this, and the heavens and the earth were suppressed to the extreme.

Facing head-on, the figure of the Flying Rakshasa flew upside down, and if you looked closely, you could see a clear scar on his hand, and the golden hand bones were clearly visible.

The Flying Rakshasa whose body strength surpassed that of the mid-grade treasures of the ground level was actually stabbed by a single shot.

But while flying upside down, the injury on his hand was rapidly recovering, and when he stopped in the air, there was no trace at all.

On the other hand, Mo Yu's figure swayed slightly, and he didn't even have time to breathe, and the attack of the Rakshasa Ghost King had already been killed.

Different from other Rakshasa

attacks, the Rakshasa Ghost King's fist was strong and domineering, and with a punch, it was shocking, and cracks loomed in the void.

Mo Yu felt the pressure for the first time, especially the series of battles just now, which was not light on him.

These six rakshasas don't have any weird supernatural powers, only a terrifying brute force.

But this does not mean that they are easy to deal with, on the contrary, the body itself is refined like a magic weapon, every move has great power, and the cooperation is even more seamless, even Mo Yu feels real pressure at this time.

It's no wonder that he dares to claim to be invincible in the Cave Heaven Realm.

With a soft drink, facing the Rakshasa Ghost King Mo Yu, he clenched his fist with his left hand, gathered his strength, and met him head-on.

The two sides punched each other, silently, and no sound came out.

It wasn't that there was no sound, but the air within a radius of ten miles was evacuated by the two of them with a punch, and the light was irregularly distorted, like the sky collapsing.

Mo Yu snorted, took three steps back in the air, and his left arm was numb.

This is the first time he's been knocked back in a head-to-head battle, and again in terms of the strength he's proud of.

At the same time as retreating, the previous three earthly rakshasas killed again, Mo Yu didn't care about the numbness of his arm, and waved it.

"Fire control!".

A wall of fire suddenly appeared, blocking in front of him, and three earthly rakshasas crashed into it.

But the next moment, the body wrapped in flames rushed out of the wall of fire, and Mo Yu danced the Chaotian Aya to divert their attack.

But by this time, he had been completely suppressed.

Du Jiuquan stood high in the air, staring at the battlefield with unblinking eyes, and his face was shocked: "I punched the Rakshasa Ghost King head-on, and he only took three steps back, is this little ghost really a human race? Where did Zhou Xiao find it?"

Below, Zhou Xiao also paid attention to the battlefield, and saw that Mo Yu was below, only the strength to parry remained, and said in a low voice: "Teacher, Nezha looks like it's going to fail, you really can't help it." "

Yueji's voice came out of the ring, and he said helplessly: "It's him who wants to rush up, what can I do." "

Zhou Xiao said in a low voice: "Teacher, after all, this matter has nothing to do with Nezha, he was involved because of us, if there is really any accident, wouldn't it be that we hurt him." "

Yueji in the ring sighed helplessly: "That's it, you go and pick up the stand-in puppet." "

Zhou Xiao's eyes lit up, she was busy identifying the direction, and quietly ran to the distance to pick up the stand-in puppet, and after she swapped with it, no one attacked the puppet.

"Teacher, what's next?" Zhou Xiao picked up the puppet and returned to the entrance of the mausoleum.

A hazy white light appeared from his ring, taking the form of Tsukihime, and she gently wrapped her fingertips around her fingertips, plucking a hair from the end of her own hair and tying it to the puppet's body.

She whispered: "The master will split the spirit body later, half of it will stay in the Na Ring, and the other half will rush into the battle group, I will use Li Dai Taozhuang's supernatural power to confuse our life for a short time, and then transfer Nezha back with the help of a stand-in puppet." "

Zhou Xiao's eyes widened, he never thought that there would be such a way.

But she immediately thought of something and asked, "Teacher, wouldn't half of your spirit body be like that?"

Yueji waved her hand: "This is also a helpless thing, there is still half of the spirit body left, if you can get the rejuvenating spirit liquid, there is still hope of restoring the foundation." "

She looked up at the battlefield: "Okay, there's no time......

".

"Wait!".

Her eyes suddenly froze, and she saw Mo Yu retreating again and again in the parry, and she had been forcibly forced out of the flaw.

The

Rakshasa Ghost King attacked and killed with one punch, and the sound of the sky was rolling, it is conceivable that if this punch is solid, even Mo Yu will be disemboweled.

At this point, there was no room for him to dodge.

Du Jiuquan, who was high in the sky, breathed a sigh of relief and showed an unbridled smile: "Little ghost, this is the end of offending the Huangquan Sect!"

Buzz!

The space shook slightly, and a circle of golden light wrapped Mo Yu's body.

The Rakshasa Ghost King's punch was blocked by this golden light, and he couldn't advance an inch.

The corners of Mo Yu's mouth were hooked, and the Qiankun circle hanging around his neck continued to emit golden light.

"It's good to be able to push me to this extent, so let you see my full strength. "

His eyes froze, and he read in a deep voice: "The sun and the moon are born together, a thousand spirits are reinforced, heaven and earth are immeasurable, and they are as urgent as the law!"