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

Chapter 115 Killing Mo Wuxin

"Mo Wuxin, you are used to being arrogant and domineering, thinking that you can do the same in this world, but you have hit the iron plate. I am the inheritor of the ancient true talisman of the hidden world sect. When my ancestors were rampant in the world, there was no great Qin like you. How dare you kill me to refine your soul?"

"Ancient true talisman flow? I have never heard of it. It must be some small sect who wants to scare me so that you can escape from the sky? Just dream and die."

"The Netherbone Bat Pterosaur suppresses the heavens and devours gods and Buddhas."

Behind Mo Wuxin, a huge ancient bronze gate was summoned, exuding the ancient and long-lasting breath, and a roar that resounded through the world, protruded a head that was a hundred meters in size, but it seemed to be limited by Mo Wuxin's magic power And the realm, this underworld dragon can barely poke out a dragon's head, no matter how hard the body struggles, it can't get out.

"Tianmu Divine Needle!"

Small emerald green needles, like raindrops, hit Hell Dragon's head densely, splashing green starlight flying all over the sky, but none of them penetrated.

"What a hard bone!"

Jiang Xiaoliu was horrified, his Tianmu magic needle was the extremely condensed Qingdi mana, invincible, and easily drilled for tens of miles, what is the head of this dragon, it can't even leave a white mark?
"Hahaha, Han Li, don't waste your time thinking about it. My ghost dragon is the dragon skeleton of the blue dragon that existed in the prehistoric period. It has been sacrificed by my family for thousands of years. You just built the foundation, not to mention killing it, but hurting it." I can’t even do it, so you just obediently become the ration of my underworld dragon.”

"Really? Can't it hurt? How about my sword energy?"

With Jiang Xiaoliu waving his hand, he cut down countless streaks of white sword energy, which was so powerful that it pierced through the void and gathered into a torrent of swords, and he slashed out with an indomitable momentum.

"Ping ping ping bang!"

The torrent of sword energy was hundreds of meters long, and it killed the huge head of the underworld dragon with incomparable accuracy. The underworld dragon roared angrily, and even struggled a small part of its neck, revealing the black crystal jade-like dragon. body.

"Boy, don't bother, your sword move is more than enough to deal with Danjie, but you are still far from killing my dark dragon."

Mo Wuxin was very proud, he made a tactic with both hands, and said in a low voice: "The dark dragon is eternal, devour the world, eat it up for me."

The underworld dragon roared and shook the sky, opened its huge mouth like a black hole, and burst out a powerful and unparalleled suction force, swallowing the long river of sword energy that filled the sky, and it was not afraid of ruining its stomach.

Jiang Xiaoliu consumed a lot of mana, his forehead was covered with sweat, he was out of breath, and forced to make a tactic, and he drank again: "Sword Qi is in the sky, Gu Shang has no way, cut!"

He took out the Kunwu sword and waved it again and again, one after another sword energy cut through the void and shot for kilometers. Each sword energy criss-crossed and entangled one by one, turning into a huge spiral sword energy.

"Don't struggle, no matter what supernatural powers you use, you will eventually be swallowed by my ghost dragon. Spend less mana. When you refine you later, the taste of the Nine Nether Fires will be uncomfortable. Maybe you can rely on you again Delay for a while."

Mo Wuxin repeated his old trick, and the underworld dragon opened its mouth wide, and the black vortex in its mouth slowly rotated, like a black hole in the universe, deep and unfathomable.

"Heh, are you going to reap the consequences?"

Jiang Xiaoliu suddenly straightened his waist, his fatigue disappeared, and he didn't look like he was about to run out of mana. On the contrary, there was a hint of sarcasm on his face, and he said disdainfully: "Mo Wuxin, your cultivation base is better than mine. Gao, you have more magical treasures than me, and you are more powerful than me, but unfortunately you underestimate the enemy, now I will smash the dark dragon you are proud of, and let you die with one blow."

Mo Wuxin suddenly felt a great sense of life and death crisis. The underworld dragon in front of him suddenly paused, and then trembled violently. The indestructible keel cracked with fine cracks, and traces of milky white sword energy emerged. The cutting air whistled.

"You, this, it's impossible, the keel of the underworld dragon is so strong that even Lao Huang can't break through it, so what virtue and ability do you have, why?"

It turned out that Jiang Xiaoliu secretly mixed a sword shadow of Zhu Xian in the sword energy. No matter how tough the underworld dragon is, it is impossible to resist the sharpness of the sword shadow of Zhu Xian.

Zhuxian Jianying is Jiang Xiaoliu's biggest hole card now. It is okay to kill the ordinary early-stage alchemy with his cultivation base, but he has to use all means in the middle and late stages of alchemy. However, if he uses this treasure, it is almost impossible. As for the instant kill, the monks in the alchemy stage have no one-on-one enemy at all.

But even so, the keel of the underworld dragon is far stronger than Jiang Xiaoliu expected. I'm afraid it won't be able to break the dragon's head if it is directly sacrificed for a while. In case Mo Wuxin is prepared, he will use other powerful puppets to help out , that would be very dangerous.

So he used his tricks and directly pretended that his mana was about to be exhausted, he was exhausted, but he was stubborn and wanted to kill the enemy desperately.

As expected, Mo Wuxin fell for the trick, and let the underworld dragon swallow the kendo long dragon with the sword shadow of Zhuxian hidden. The sword shadow of Zhuxian exploded directly in the space in the dragon's belly, tearing apart the relatively weak belly space of the underworld dragon instantly. The fierce sword energy no longer had any scruples, and cut the skull of the dragon into countless pieces.

Mo Wuxin was caught off guard, this is connected with his heart and soul, the most powerful puppet, with the underworld dragon, is almost invincible, even if it is a monk with a higher realm than him, it is difficult to defeat the underworld dragon every time defense and hurt him.

Therefore, when Hades Dragon was beheaded, he would naturally be implicated as well. Immediately, he spurted out a few big mouthfuls of black blood, but it turned into a wriggling black mist in mid-air, and desperately burrowed back into his body.

While you are sick it kills you.

Jiang Xiaoliu had no reservations anymore, and sacrificed the complete Jade Sword Shadow for the first time. In order to prevent the old Huang who was playing Zhenghuan on the top of his head from finding out, he specially wrapped it with a layer of strong vitality of the Qing Emperor to cover it up. After seeing the sharp edge of Zhu Xian's sword shadow, and pointing the sword at Mo Wuxin, a green streamer flashed, and a huge hole appeared in Mo Wuxin's chest.

"you you you!"

Mo Wuxin covered his chest, looked at Jiang Xiaoliu in disbelief, and hurriedly took out a bottle of elixir and swallowed it. In an instant, a large number of small black tentacles condensed on the empty chest, twisting and wriggling desperately to recover.

But it is so easy to recover from being cut by Zhu Xian's sword shadow. The remaining sword energy on the empty chest smashed all the black tentacles in just a few breaths, and on the contrary expanded the injury a little bit.

"Come again!"

Jiang Xiaoliu's sword fingering technique changed again, and the emerald green light streaked across a beautiful arc, then fell from the sky, poured into Mo Wuxin's Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, split his whole body in half, and then the sword fingers thawed back and forth After two clicks, the Jade Immortal Sword Shadow instantly burst out with emerald green sword light, enveloping Mo Wuxin.

After just a few breaths, the sword shadow of Zhu Xian was taken back into the body by Jiang Xiaoliu, and looking at Mo Wuxin, there was nothing but a floating storage ring.

Huang Huang, who was struggling to resist Juehu's supernatural power, suddenly changed his face, turned his head to look at Mo Wuxin, and burst into tears, crying loudly, with hatred in his eyes.

"You guys, you have caused trouble, you have caused a great disaster, no one in the sky and on earth can save you, even if there are immortals in your family, it is doomed to destruction, you don't even know how terrifying the strength of the Mo family is. ?”

"Okay, wait for death, you wait for death, the heavenly ghost disintegrates Dafa."

"Oh!"

Juehu was in a hurry: "Not good!"

Countless black gas all over the sky fled in all directions, at an extremely fast speed, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.

Juehu hastened to use his supernatural powers, and thunderstorms immediately fell in a radius of thousands of miles, but the raindrops were all small swords, which instantly cut off countless black gases, but there was still a fish that was exposed, but no matter what. Can't catch up, was escaped alive.

"Hey, I'm in big trouble this time, and I was actually run away."

Juehu's face was full of solemnity, and he turned his head to see Jiang Xiaoliu who was happily checking Mo Wuxin's storage ring.

"You still care about searching for benefits, you know that you have caused trouble?"

Jiang Xiaoliu was stunned: "What are you afraid of, have I caused fewer troubles?"

"What are you talking about? Does your former enemy have any servants in the transformation stage?"

Juehu was speechless, not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry, I will go back this time and retreat for a period of time, and I will be able to break through the alchemy immediately. At that time, I will be able to deal with Huashen by myself, and as long as I hide in Qingyun Temple and don't go out during this period, even if the heavenly king Laozi comes Come through my door."

Juehu suddenly recalled that he woke up leisurely in the Taoist temple, and saw the statue like a real god descending from the earth, and almost died of fright.

The scale of Qingyun Temple is very small, and the incense is not very strong, but the few great gods that can be worshiped make him terrified. He almost has an illusion that these clay statues are actually real gods and gods.

With his cultivation base, if he insisted on attacking the Taoist temple, he might not be able to do it in his lifetime, and he might even offend these gods and be killed in an instant.

This cheap master's confidence should come from this mysterious Taoist temple.

The cheap master, the mysterious Taoist temple, Juehu suddenly felt that if he stayed here, it seemed that he really had the hope of breaking through to the legendary state of fusion before his hundred-year lifespan was exhausted.

(End of this chapter)