Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

“The sun and the moon are born together, a thousand spirits are heavy, the heaven and earth are immeasurable, and the urgency is like a command!”

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

Heaven and earth saw a vision, and a pillar of light fell from the firmament, covering his whole body.

No, the pillar of light did not fall from the firmament, but emanated from Mo Yu’s body and penetrated heaven and earth.

A terrifying aura emerged from Mo Yu’s body, and it shook in a thousand miles.

“What’s going on?”

Zhou Xiao below covered his eyes with his hand under the strong light, shocked and suspicious.

Yuehime looked up, and the bright light seemed unable to affect her.

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

In the sky, Du Jiuquan also covered his eyes with his sleeve, waiting for the strong light to fade before immediately putting it down.

He immediately looked down, and saw a young man with a spear standing in place, like the energy of flames gathering under his feet, turning into the form of a lotus flower.

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

“He grew into a teenager in an instant, how is it possible?” Du Jiuquan shouted in a lost voice.

The next moment he gritted his teeth: “Even if you grow, what can you do, if you don’t become a cave in the sky, you will die!” Six days Rakshasa, kill him! ”

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

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

The first to attack was a flying rakshasa, and the exterior was eight heavens.

“Huh.”

The corner of Mo Yu’s mouth raised a contemptuous smile, 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 fall from the sky, cutting open the heaven and earth, and separating the yin and yang.

Rumble!

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

The earthquake shook, and the land with a radius of a hundred miles cracked at the same time, and at the very center, a huge pit at least ten miles appeared, and smoke and dust billowed out.

One move, equivalent to the flying raksha of the eight heavens on the exterior, could not even block a move.

And the battle in the air did not end with the fall of this flying rakshasa, on the contrary, it just began.

A shot swept across, then his eyes turned slightly, and on the left and right, two ground rakshas attacked.

The fist wind hit, containing the sound of thunder.

Mo Yu tapped his toes, and the figure leisurely moved back in mid-air, that is, the distance of this zhang, and the attacks of the two earth-walking rakshas suddenly failed.

The Mixed Sky Aya extended abruptly, like a Skyrim Dragon restraining the two earthly rakshasa, and then slammed into each other.

The tip of the fire speared a flash of fire and pierced out, and the heavens and the earth dimmed in an instant, only the light of this gun.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron is fleeting, because it is too urgent, and even makes people wonder whether auditory hallucinations have occurred.

The two earth-walking rakshashas, the hearts were penetrated at the same time, the flames ignited from the wound, and Mo Yu’s spear waved, and it also turned into two fireballs and fell to the ground.

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

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

But the battle is not over yet, and the six-day raksha is a sacrificial ghost, without any thinking at all, and naturally without fear.

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

Another flying raksha struck from behind him, turned into a knife with one hand, and cut his neck.

The six heavenly rakshas were sacrificed together, and they had a natural cooperation, and this attack was timed seamlessly, just as Mo Yu threw out the two earthly rakshasa.

Under normal circumstances, he would never be able to turn around 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 came off.

Qiankun circle!

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

The Qiankun circle burst into golden light in an instant, expanding in the tumbling, and then fell towards this flying rakshasa, and the space was solidified under the golden light.

The Flying Rakshasa was shrouded in the Qiankun circle without resistance, and the two arms that had been falling on his abdomen and connecting him suddenly tightened.

Mo Yu swept the fire spear back.

Poof!

This time, even the sound of gold and iron did not appear, and the body of the flying raksha was broken.

Qiankun circled the golden light away, Mo Yu’s eyes turned again, slightly condensed.

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

He is not in the same class as the rest of the rakshasa.

Mo Yu held the fire tip gun with both hands and instantly stabbed out.

The Rakshasa Ghost King roared lowly, and his whole body turned golden.

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

In normal times, this aftermath can even destroy thousands of miles in a moment, and the aftermath can even ripple thousands of miles.

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

In mid-air, the fire-tipped spear pierced the arm of the Rakshasa Ghost King, entering the flesh for three points, but it was not completely pierced.

“Something.”

Mo Yu whispered, and the fire-tipped spear pierced down like a violent storm.

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

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

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

Roar!

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

Mo Yu snorted softly, his whole body strength converged towards the body of the gun, and he was about to strike, and the last ground raksha rushed forward.

He was forced to change his move, and the fiery spear turned into a sweep, and the ground raksha suddenly broke in two.

But also 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 broke away, buzzing, and was smashing on the head of the Rakshasa Ghost King.

Clang!

Mars splashed everywhere, and the figure of the Rakshasa Ghost King wrapped in flames smashed into the earth, shaking thousands of miles.

“This… Is it really Nezha? Zhou Xiao below was completely sluggish, and the battle happened too quickly, completely beyond her understanding.

Even Yue Ji couldn’t hide her shock, and looked at Mo Yu in mid-air stunned.

Du Jiuquan’s whole body couldn’t stop trembling, looking at the figure holding a long gun, unable to speak.

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

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!” ”