Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 114 The Battle of Transforming God Stage

After thinking about it, Juehu could only make allowances for the time being. Anyway, in his long practice career, it is not uncommon for him to encounter this kind of crisis of being controlled by others.

"Okay, I will protect you with all my strength, but I can't promise to keep them. You can pass on my practice afterwards."

Mo Wuxin hid behind Lao Huang and said: "Senior, what skills do you need? I am the descendant of the ancient Mo Sage, and now the direct descendant of the Mohist family of the Great Qin Nether Empire, who will be in charge of the Mohist sect in the future, this is mine. There are at least a hundred guards like this in my family, Lao Huang, if you consider making enemies with me, seniors, please consider it carefully."

"Heh, I know you. You seem to have been hiding in Jiuyou for thousands of years without showing your face, quiet and indifferent to the world. In fact, you are very active. Although this matter is secret, others don't know about it. But at my level, I still know a little bit.”

Mo Wuxin said complacently: "Since senior knows, please sell my Mo family's face. I will use my privileges afterwards, how about presenting a copy of the high-grade profound-level kung fu to senior?"

"Mysterious top grade? What a big tone, I don't know how the grade of the cultivation method of this fellow Huang Daoist next to you is?"

Mo Wuxin looked at Lao Huang. Lao Huang's whole body shook, and the air around him rippled layer by layer. The vitality fluctuations between the heaven and the earth suddenly violently rioted. Countless auras turned into small black snakes, surrounding the old man. Huang spun crazily, and tiny black lightnings slowly attached to the hurricane of spiritual energy, and soon connected to the sky and earth, stirring up the wind and clouds, and the thunder exploded violently, making Huang Huang look like a god of darkness.

"Well, this aura is there, and it seems that the kung fu he cultivated is at least the middle grade of the Xuan rank."

Mo Wuxin shook his head: "This senior guessed wrong. Old Huang has been a servant of my family for generations, and he is loyal. Mahayana is not impossible, the current Lao Huang has not yet fully demonstrated the mystery of the exercises.

Juehu shook his head, sighed and said, "So, can't you use the ground-level exercises?"

Mo Wuxin was shocked: "How is that possible? The earth-level exercises are the treasures of my Mo family's clan. They are the orthodoxy passed down from the ancient Mo sages. It is a question of whether or not ordinary monks can understand it, let alone cultivation. You are just a genius!" It's Huashen, if you join my Mo family now and serve my family for thousands of years, if the chance is enough, maybe my family will survive the thunder disaster for you, help you become immortal, and then I can pass on the earth-level skills to you, but now Don't even think about it."

"Since this is the case, there is nothing to say, and you will die."

Lao Huang grabbed it, and immediately a giant hand of [-] meters appeared on the top of the two of them, all of which were composed of blue sea water. The waves were surging, the sky was full of wind and rain, and when he grabbed it, it was like a huge wave of [-] meters fell down. This kind of power, Let alone a human being, even a flood dragon would be beaten to a pulp.

"The young master is dangerous, retreat quickly!"

With a dignified face, Lao Huang grabbed Mo Wuxin and threw it out. With both hands, he threw out eighteen miniature black crystal skeleton cavalrymen. These cavalrymen grew in the wind and turned into a gigantic size of more than ten meters. Their whole bodies were wrapped in hideous black bone armor.

The crotch is not a war horse, but a huge black underworld dragon. It roars with its mouth open, and the air waves are billowing, corroding the world. The tens of meters of spears in its hands are like the pillars of the main hall, instantly piercing thousands of shadows. It can pierce the air and explode with a thunderous explosion.

"The devil heretics, how about trying the thousand waves of the sea created by the old man?"

The big blue hand slapped down, and the leading black armored cavalry was beaten into black air in the blink of an eye. The other cavalry held up their spears, and black viscous liquid erupted from the tips of the spears, connecting them together , turned into a large black umbrella tens of meters in size.

There are countless ancient runes engraved on this umbrella, shining with mysterious black brilliance, turning into pictures of demon gods coming to the world to destroy the world.

"Crack!!!"

The big azure hand approached in a flash, and the huge black umbrella erupted with endless black light, and it resisted the big hand abruptly, but the body was also slapped and cracked open countless cracks, and the big hand finally exhausted its mana and collapsed into pieces. Countless blue water vapor.

But since this move is called Thousand Waves, it cannot be just one move.

Sure enough, following the change of Juehu's tactic, one big blue hand after another from the nine heavens clapped it down.

This move is like poking a hole in the sky, leaking countless celestial rivers, and the sky is full of blue rivers, huge waves of hundreds of feet, countless big whales, giant sharks, dragons, unicorns, nine The head snake and other strange beasts in the sea manifested, rushing past overwhelmingly.

Lao Huang's eyes were blood red, and he roared loudly: "Eternal Demon God, Nether Canopy, Hundreds of Millions of Underworld Army, come out for me."

Lao Huanglian sprayed nine mouthfuls of blood, waved his hands again and again, and threw out dense black dots. Looking closely, they were all miniature puppet soldiers.

There are archers, cavalry, spearmen, shield soldiers, etc., as well as bronze chariots, ferocious ancient beasts in the underworld armor, and various flying underworld troops flying in the sky. With countless mysterious flowing runes, it seems to be some kind of ancient ancient army formation.

With a wave of Lao Huang's big hand, the army fought out fiercely with the help of the army formation, turning into a torrent of spells across the world. From a distance, it looked like a black volcano erupting. The surging magma rose into the sky, extinguishing a Another big blue hand.

There was a lively fight here, and Mo Wuxin suddenly struck with a sword.

Jiang Xiaoliu was cut immediately, but turned into a piece of green wood and fell to the ground.

"Mo Wuxin, do you think that I will miss you? Originally, I wanted to observe the battle in the stage of transforming gods, so that it would be helpful for my cultivation, but you are looking for death yourself, and you insist on being cheap. That's okay, I'll kill you first. .”

"kill me?"

Mo Wuxin laughed loudly: "I am a late stage of alchemy, a half-step Nascent Soul existence, you are just building a foundation, but you are not ashamed, my son, even if I don't use the many treasures on my body, I can suppress you with my backhand, kill you and refine your soul. Deprive you of your benefits and peek at your secrets."

Mo Wuxin waved his hand, and two huge underworld dragons rushed out of the sleeves, biting at them with their teeth and claws.

"Small skills, congenital Yimu real fire, burn it for me."

Qingdi's supernatural powers, practicing the Yimu Jue, generates the congenital wood emperor's air in the body, not only has unlimited vitality, but condenses into a congenital Yimu real fire, which burns everything, especially good at burning the vitality of all things, especially for the most yin and evil ghosts, monsters, and so on.

These two underworld dragons had cultivations at the early stage of alchemy, but for Mo Wuxin, they did it casually. He didn't think this mysterious Han Li could resist it at all.

At that time, he will use the soul-searching method to find out the strength of this sect. If he can monopolize it, he will report it to the family immediately, so that the Mo family will dispatch high-level forces to destroy this ancient inheritance without anyone knowing it, and seize their endless resources. , especially this treasure that can condense the life spar, it is imperative to obtain it.

If Han Li's family is really powerful, then it doesn't matter. Hundreds of schools, many small and medium-sized families attached to the Mohist family, and some families with comparable strength to him can all practice vertical and horizontal together and annex this sect together.

"Huh? What kind of flame is this? Can it actually restrain my master's skills?"

The two underworld dragons were burnt by the azure Yimu real fire, and immediately screamed of extinction and formlessness, which shocked Mo Wuxin. He never imagined that the mere establishment of the foundation would kill two underworld dragons with alchemy in seconds?
(End of this chapter)