Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

"The sun and the moon are born together, a thousand spirits are reweighted, the heaven and the earth are immeasurable, and the urgency is like a law!".

With Mo Yu's voice, a vigorous force erupted from his body, and his body was changing rapidly, constantly growing.

A vision appeared in heaven and earth, and a pillar of light fell from the sky, enveloping his whole body.

No, the

pillar of light did not fall from the sky, but emanated from Mo Yu's body, penetrating the heavens and the earth.

A terrifying aura emerged from Mo Yu's body, and it shook in a radius of thousands of miles.

"What's going on?".

Zhou Xiao below covered his eyes with his hands in the strong light, shocked and suspicious.

Tsukihime looked up, and the bright light seemed to have no effect on her.

He

whispered to himself: "Sure enough, there are hole cards, where did he come from, it is a power system that he has never seen at all, and those treasures have never been seen, strange?".

In the sky, Du Jiuquan also covered his eyes with his sleeves, and waited for the strong light to fade before he immediately put it down.

He looked down for the first time, only to see a young man with a spear standing in place, as if the energy of the flame was converging under his feet, turning into the form of a lotus flower.

He stood on it, and the red silk fluttered behind him, giving people a solemn and dusty feeling, as if he did not belong to the gods of the world.

"How could he have grown into a teenager in an instant?" Du Jiuquan cried out in a lost voice.

The next moment he gritted his teeth: "Even if you grow up, what can you do, if you don't become a cave sky, you will die the same! Six days rakshasa, kill him!".

With his order, the Rakshasa Ghost King and the others immediately moved.

At the same time, he let out a low roar and attacked Mo Yu from all sides.

The first thing to attack was a flying rakshasa with an eight-fold heaven on the exterior.

"Huh. "

A contemptuous smile rose at the corner of Mo Yu's mouth, and he held it lightly with one hand, and in an instant, a layer of flames ignited from top to bottom.

With a wave

of his hand, I saw a wave of fire falling from the sky, cutting open the heavens and the earth, separating yin and yang.

Boom!

With a loud bang, half of the sky was dyed red, and a flying rakshasa fell quickly, its whole body wrapped in flames, like a meteorite falling to the ground.

The earth shook, and the land within a radius of 100 miles cracked at the same time, and in the very center, a huge pit of at least ten miles appeared, and smoke and dust rolled.

One move,

which is equivalent to the Flying Rakshasa of the Eight Heavens on the outside, can't even block a move.

And the battle in the

air did not end with the fall of this flying rakshasa in the sky, on the contrary, it had just begun.

A shot swept away, and then his eyes turned slightly, and on the left and right, two Rakshasas attacked.

The fist wind struck, and the sound of thunder was hidden.

Mo Yu's toes tapped, and his figure leisurely moved back a zhang in mid-air, that is, the distance of this zhang, and the attack of the two earthly rakshasas suddenly failed.

The

chaotic sky abruptly extended, like a heavenly dragon binding the two earthly rakshasas, and then slammed into each other.

The

spear of fire turned into a burst of fire, and the heavens and the earth dimmed for a moment, leaving only the light of this shot.

Bell!

The sound of gold and iron was fleeting, and because it was so hurried, that one even wondered if there was an auditory hallucination.

The two earthly rakshasas, their hearts were pierced at the same time, the flames ignited from the wounds, and Mo Yu's spear waved, and it also turned into two fireballs and fell to the earth.

Everything happened extremely quickly, and in just three breaths, three Rakshasas had lost three bodies in six days.

Du Jiuquan, who was watching the battle in the sky, opened his mouth wide, and cold sweat overflowed uncontrollably.

But the battle is not over yet, the Six Days Rakshasa is a demon of sacrifice, and he does not have any thinking at all, and naturally there is no fear.

Even if Mo Yu's strength was the same as before, he did not hesitate.

Another flying rakshasa struck him from behind, turning into a knife with one hand and slashing him in the neck.

The Six Heavenly Rakshasas are cultivated together, and they have a natural cooperation, and the timing of this attack is seamless, and at the same time that Mo Yu throws the two earthly rakshasas.

Under normal circumstances, he would never have been able to turn back and deal with it.

In fact, he didn't turn back either.

Feeling the sound of breaking the air behind him, he waved his left arm, and a golden bracelet on his wrist instantly took off.

Qiankun Circle!

After turning into a teenager, the Qiankun ring that was originally hanging around his neck was shrunk and worn on his wrist.

The Qiankun Circle bloomed with golden light in an instant, expanded in the tumbling, and then fell towards the head of this flying rakshasa, and the space was frozen under the illumination of golden light.

The

Flying Rakshasa was completely enveloped by the Qiankun Circle, and the two arms that had been connecting him all the way to his abdomen suddenly tightened.

Mo Yu took advantage of the situation and swept the spear back.

Poof!

This time, there was not even a sound of gold and iron clashes, and the body of the Flying Rakshasa broke off at the waist.

Qiankun circled the golden light and detached, Mo Yu's eyes turned again, slightly condensed.

Hejian saw that the space was shaking, and the Rakshasa Ghost King of the Nine Heavens on the exterior was killed.

He is not on the same level as the rest of the rakshasas.

Mo Yu held the fire-tipped spear with both hands and stabbed it out in an instant.

The Rakshasa Ghost King roared, his whole body glowing with gold.

In an instant, the aftermath of terror erupted in mid-air, like a blazing white light blooming, and thousands of miles of earth cracked at the same time, like an earth dragon turning over.

In normal times, this kind of aftermath can even destroy thousands of miles in one fell swoop, and the aftermath will even spread thousands of miles.

But the terrain here is special, it is the mausoleum of the immortals, an invisible force protects the mountains, and the main peaks of the major winding winding mountains are unmoved in the aftermath.

And in mid-air, the fire-tipped spear pierced into the arm of the Rakshasa Ghost King, and entered the flesh for three points, but it was not completely pierced.

"Something. "

Mo Yu whispered, and the spear stabbed down like a raging storm.

Not to be outdone, the Rakshasa Ghost King swung out his fists and turned into a fist shadow in the sky, striking thousands of miles.

Each gun shadow corresponds to a fist shadow, only an instant, the two don't know how many times they clashed, all the fist shadows disappeared, the Rakshasa Ghost King roared, and the whole body burst out of wounds at the same time, there were thousands.

Each wound was not deep, but at the same time it ignited a fire, and in an instant, half of the Rakshasa Ghost King's body was ignited.

Roar!

Even at this time, the Rakshasa Ghost King was still fierce, and he rushed towards Mo Yu like the real Huangquan Ghost King.

Mo Yu snorted lightly, and his whole body strength converged on the body of the gun, and he was about to make a move, when the last earthly rakshasa fit pounced.

He was forced to change his tactics, and the spear turned into a stab, and the earthly rakshasa was cut in two.

But because of this delay, the burning Rakshasa Ghost King came closer.

"Qiankun Circle, go!".

Mo Yu threw his left hand, and the golden circle suddenly took off his hand, and there was a buzzing sound, which was smashing on the top of the Rakshasa Ghost King's head.

Bell!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the figure of the Rakshasa Ghost King smashed into the earth wrapped in firelight, shaking for thousands of miles.

"This ...... Is it really Nezha?" Zhou Xiao below looked completely sluggish, the battle happened too fast, completely beyond her cognition.

Even Yueji couldn't hide her shock, and looked at Mo Yu in the air in a daze.

Du Jiuquan's whole body trembled uncontrollably, looking at the figure holding a spear, speechless.

The next moment, Mo Yu raised his head, and Du Jiuquan subconsciously shuddered.

He was terrified to the extreme, and roared, "Who is it, who are you?"

With a flick of the fire-tipped spear, Mo Yu raised his head, and the magic pill mark on his eyebrows was clearly visible: "Myth, Li Nezha!".