I kill ghosts and gods with martial arts

Chapter 276 My son
what just happened?
Why would I be drawn away?The momentary scene that appeared in front of my eyes seemed to be a streamer?
Wu Mourn was very confused.

Because so far, all the enemies he has faced, the power they display, whether it is true skills, Taoism, secret techniques or other supernatural talents, will cause fluctuations without exception, and there are traces to follow, or Whether it's Qi and blood, or something else, these eyes can catch it all!

But just now.

His worldview was turned upside down.

The moment Daoist Mother raised her hand, Wu Mourn didn't see anything, didn't feel any power, just like an ordinary person saw a ghost, and was pushed out by a force of void explosion!This push was tens of meters away, forcing Wu Mourn to burst into the air to slow him down!
when he stopped.

The wonderful sense of subversion in my head has not subsided, so I have such a feeling that there is still such a technique.Although he hasn't fully understood it yet, Wu Mourning, who is extremely keen in perception, has vaguely guessed what kind of power it is, and it should be the power of will.

It's just that in that wish force, there is no trace of incense, but it is filled with a force that Wu Miao is very familiar with, star power!
Doumu Yuanjun is the lord who assists and controls the stars, and is also the transformation of Tianzun's innate yin. Naturally, he can easily attract star power in this sunny place at night.It is even said that this is not her limit, it is just the simplest star, there is no corresponding concept attached to various stars in the universe.

I don't know if it was really influenced by Mei Guxue.

The awakened God of Heart seemed a little merciful to Wu Mour, just like a proud and cold goddess, he was blown away, and he didn't say he would take this opportunity to continue chasing him.

It was as if the empress from above had come down to the mortal world.

She didn't even look at the flying Wu Mourn, stepping on the substantive moonlight, she casually wove a streamer cloak and hung it around her waist.It was such a simple decoration that made her and Mei Guxue look like two different people, as if they possessed a breathtaking and strong aura.

Like the lone moon on the iceberg, it is daunting.

But Wu Mourning is obviously not the kind of person who will give up in despair after being whipped by his wife.

"Murder your own husband?"

Stepping on the erupting true power of Taiqing Shenmen and sprinting through the air for a short time, Wu Mourn's movement of a sword and shield blocked Daomu again.

"We're not done yet? Where are you going? Are you planning to continue, or listen to me to discuss the conditions?"

It's rare for Wu to have a good temper.

One is because the power displayed by the Taoist mother at this moment is indeed a bit astonishing, no less than that of ordinary Dharma warriors, and the untraceable burst of power is even more dangerous.The other one is that the body belongs to his fiancée, even if he managed to beat him, Wu Mourn can't really kill him before his life is endangered.

Facing Wu Mourning's blocking the way again, the Taoist mother who was fiddled with the moonlight and wrapped in silk, blinked her eyes.

Then Wu Mourn froze.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, but that he can't.

'When did this happen……'

What a weird and unpredictable method!
Before Wu Mourn, who had been recruited, could adjust, his pupils shrank unconsciously.Because he noticed one thing, that is, the moonlight in the whole world became brighter and brighter, and it quickly reached the point where it was like daytime!The great pressure coming from behind all told him what was happening!
The moon is approaching.

When this thought arose, Wu Mour looked around in a daze, as if possessed by a demon.

The moon in his eyes is magnifying crazily!
Boundless, endless, the infinite moon is enlarged to occupy the entire field of vision, and even the vibration of space is perfectly displayed, just so unreasonable and ruthless.Wu Mourn's mind suffered a severe blow comparable to that of Yang Yiyi, which was already an extremely terrifying bombardment.

Perhaps in the past when Qi and Blood Martial Arts were not perfected.

Those immortals who claim to fly to the sky and escape from the earth must have mastered this kind of exaggerated power.

The so-called chasing the sun and taking the moon, moving mountains and filling the sea.

In this dreamlike mental scene, even if the world is destroyed, it is not impossible.

After the Taoist mother performed this irrational move, she looked at Wu Miao who was frozen in place, and her beautiful willow leaf eyebrows could not help but wrinkled slightly, as if she was afflicted by Wu Mour's rough skin and thick flesh. trouble.She thought for a moment, then took two steps towards Wu Mourning.

Immediately he looked unhappy.

When she tried to walk towards Wu Mourn to make up the knife and let the warrior calm down a bit, the emotion of the original owner who was watching in her body became agitated.This kind of violent agitation can actually affect her control of the body, which is an unprecedented situation, and the majestic Taoist mother couldn't help but look at Wu Mourning twice.

While Wu Mourn's eyes were slowly recovering amidst the violent roar of his mind.

He almost went crazy just now!

Although he didn't know why the simple pressure of the huge full moon could cause such a great mental pressure on himself, but his spirit was indeed almost lost in the extreme oppression of the fear of the giant.This method is simply unpredictable, Wu Mourn seriously suspects that something must have happened to the Daoist on Mei Guxue's body when it first took shape, otherwise how could a mere yin god possess such exaggerated power.

Facing the mother of stars who is comparable to the anode dharma.

Wu Mourn didn't dare to ask for it.

After breaking free from the fear and oppression of the desolation and collapse, he did not hesitate to arouse his violent energy and blood, and his true power began to surge like a rolling river.As long as it is within the scope of this universe, no matter what gods and monsters you are, you must abide by the Basic Law. No matter how powerful your mind is, it must be able to affect the body stimulated by the true power of qi and blood.

Otherwise, it would be like a castle in the air, which is illusory after all.

How exaggerated is Qizang Qizhong's martial mourning qi and blood?

Even he didn't know how exaggerated the amount of energy, blood and real strength he was now.He only knew that compared with warriors of the same realm, everything about him was like a castle, and they were the ordinary stone at the gate of the castle.

The fiery burning sensation gushes out instantly!

It was as if an invisible fire dragon pillar rose from the ground, and the domineering qi and blood burned all the evil spirits within the range. Even Lord Doumu Yuan, who did not show his fighting posture, was pushed back by the invisible qi and blood fire a little distance.

war!
No matter who this person is!
They all have capital worthy of a fight, and he, Wu, can't help it today, and wants to fight!
Raising his fist, as if his eyes were about to spark lightning, Wu Mourn came to a strong stand with a whale-killing fist, and was about to knock Daomu out with a punch first.This woman is too strong, if she doesn't beat her hard, she won't be able to communicate with humans properly!
"Mojia Mofu, Salu Satan."

The Taoist mother who took a few steps back looked at Wu Mourning who was gathering strength and was about to explode, and suddenly spoke an obscure syllable.

This made Wu Mourn stunned.

Is this talking?
"Mang, Suohe?" Seeing that Wu Mourn didn't understand, Daomu spoke again, her pronunciation obviously changed in language.

But Wu Mourning still didn't understand.

Doumu Yuanjun was still confused and dazed when he saw Wu Mourning, he flicked his cloak in disappointment, and his whole body lightly landed on the ground, sitting majestically on a rockery.

"Xingdou, my son."

Wu Mourn understood the pronunciation this time, it was Zhu Xia's official dialect.It's just that the taste is very blunt, and the content is a bit grassy. Wu Mourn doesn't quite understand what Xingdou, my son means.

But since this guy is willing to speak, it is at least a good thing, which means that Wu Mourning's treatment method has made a breakthrough.If the pathogen doesn't cooperate at all, and you don't bother to communicate even if your body is destroyed, then it will be really difficult, and Wu is the same.

"Are you willing to communicate?" Wu Mourning temporarily restrained the violent power on his body.

If it was released just now, the terrifying movement of the gas tank exploding could be felt within a radius of a kilometer.

"My son, what do you want?" Taoist mother is surprisingly easy to talk at the moment.

"I'm not your son."

Wu Mourn couldn't bear it anymore, the veins on his forehead started to jump up, is this guy deliberately taking advantage of him?

One bite, one son.

Who is your son?Random recognition, right?
In particular, she used sister Mei's body to call her son, what was she trying to do?Are you trying to break them up?

"My son, Zhou Tian Xingdou, I will not admit my mistake."

Daoist Mother looked at Wu Mourning with some interest.

And Wu Mourn also realized at this time, it seems that when he exploded with energy and blood, and manifested the phantom of Qisu in the north, Doumu Yuanjun's expression became more vivid, no longer the look of looking at the stones on the side of the road Although he still had that haughty and majestic look in his cold gaze, at least it was better.

Is it because of this that she is willing to communicate with herself?

Wu Mourn felt that he might have guessed the truth.

But what followed was even greater confusion.

Is he too shallow?The issue of the descendants of these immortal gods and gods is too narrow, or is it that the Taoist mother in front of him simply recognized the wrong person?
"Answer the question, my son, what do you want?"

"Call it whatever you like, anyway, I said I'm not." Wu Mour contradicted Doumu Yuanjun, and then said seriously. "Mother Daoist, I hope to reach an agreement with you."

"allow."

"I haven't said yet."

The Taoist mother who was a little interested looked at Wu Mourning, her eyes were doting and playful, like a mature mother looking at a brave son.Seeing this, Wu Mourn became more and more chilly. Is there something wrong with Sister Mei's personality?Maybe it's because of the lack of a mother since childhood, the visualized personality is also full of maternal instinct?
"My son's love for the master of this body is nothing more than wanting to protect him well. As a mother, I should agree and not take the initiative to harm his life. His mortal body can carry a lot of money, depending on his own good fortune."

"That's all right."

Wu Mourn felt discouraged as if he was throwing his fist into the air.

"My son, why don't you come and let Wei Niang take a good look at you?" Dao's mother patted her thigh, motioning Wu Mourn to come and lie down.

(End of this chapter)