Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

"The water of the great river comes up from the sky!"

When the four flaming tornadoes were less than 100 meters away from him, Mubai raised his hand to the sky and let out a childish roar.

An unbelievable scene appeared.

There is only one river around Taoyuan Village, which is the small stream. On the upper stream of the small stream, there is a waterfall hundreds of feet high.

Because it is a season of abundant rain, the water flow of the waterfall is still very turbulent.

But at this moment, the waterfall flowing like a Milky Way stopped falling vertically, and soared away at a very strange angle, like a silver water dragon, quickly converging on the top of Mu Bai's head.

"Water turns into a dragon? Hiss..."

Yang Youruo, Guo Chenyuan, and hundreds of summoning spirits from Earth Star who were busy running away were stunned.

Because several female hosts fell down in several webcast rooms, resulting in a black screen.

The water friends who watched the live broadcast were forced to start abusing frantically.

"The water from the great river comes from the sky? What a domineering sentence, did Xiantong perform some powerful magic again?"

"Paralyzed, at this most critical moment, those female reporters from the TV station fell down. They are really useless women!"

"The directors of these TV stations don't know what they are doing? They sent these useless women to live broadcast in the secret realm. They must be related households?"

"Others don't know, but I know about Fang Xiuxiu. She once came to my beauty salon for breast augmentation surgery, and her chest was crushed by someone just now. Now the silicone is probably leaking out."

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"Xianshu, are you really a fairy?"

Huo Ling, Huo Yu, Huo Puppet, and Huo Sha's purple pupils stared blankly at the huge water dragon coiled above Mu Bai's head, their minds also froze.

They just borrowed the power of Allah's magma, which is not a supernatural means.

But right now, with Mu Bai's finger pointing towards the sky, the water from the entire stream was attracted and turned into a water dragon.

This method can already be called a fairy art.

And if you want to practice fairy art, the premise is to have a physique that reaches the fairy body.

Calculating in this way, Mu Bai is a real immortal, even if his combat power is not over [-] million.

"Little master uncle, you are too powerful, the water of the great river comes from the sky, what's the next sentence?"

Ma Xiaoling's jet-black eyes were full of splendor and endless admiration.

Ma Danna's reaction was exactly the same.

She really didn't expect that the six-year-old child in front of her, with red lips and white teeth, harmless to humans and animals, was so terrifying.

"The next sentence is, flow to his house to wash his mother."

This poem was actually made up by Mu Bai with the help of the world he lived in in his previous life, Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine".

And he didn't know what the next sentence was, so he could only make it up.

"What?"

Ma Xiaoling and Ma Danna were dumbfounded immediately.

Whoa!

At the same time, following Mubai's gesture to sink, the water dragon coiled above his head exploded in an instant, turning into a huge wave more than ten meters high, layer upon layer, like a tsunami, quickly rolling towards the four fire tornadoes Shock away.

The four fire tornadoes with arrogance and arrogance were instantly submerged by the torrent of water, as if a son had seen his parents.

"Mumble!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Jiu, Taoist Master Four Eyes, Master Yixiu, Yang Youruo, Guo Chenyuan and others kept their throats watering, their eyes filled with shock and envy.

Because this method of manipulating the flow of the great river is something they have never seen before, and it is impossible to touch it in this life.

On the other hand, Huo Ling, Huo Yu, Huo Puppet, and Huo Sha's brains also fell into a state of stagnation.

When they first met Mu Bai before, they froze and didn't take Mu Bai seriously at all. Even if Mu Bai was really a disciple of the immortal sect, at best he was just a mortal child.

After all, even if there are hundreds of thousands of disciples in a fairy sect, those who can be ranked in the fairy class are all old antiques who have lived for thousands of years.

But seeing Mubai's terrifying methods now, the four Yinjiamen realized that Mubai's horror was far beyond their imagination.

"Let's go back!"

Mubai's sleeve robe was swept away.

Coiled above everyone's heads, the huge wave as high as a six-story building turned into a huge water dragon again, swam into the stream with its teeth and claws open, and turned into a Baizhang waterfall.

On the ground, there were countless fish, shrimps and crabs bouncing around, reminding everyone present that the scene just now was not an illusion at all.

"Silver Armor is nothing more than that. I'm quite disappointed. The game should be over."

Mu Bai said in a childish voice.

"What? It turns out that Xiantong has been playing the current battle as a game? Isn't it..."

There was an uproar at the scene again.

tread!

And at this moment, Mubai stomped heavily on his feet, and nine golden lotuses supported his heels, making his figure instantly submerged in the molten purgatory above everyone's heads.

Mubai's move is not only to use Tathagata's divine palm, but also to test whether the Allah of the zombie clan hidden in the molten purgatory will make a move.

Anyway, Mu Bai right now has obtained the Invincible Domain Talisman and turned it into the Dao of Heaven, no matter who it is, he can't beat him.

"Where did Fairy go?"

At the moment when someone was suspicious, Mu Bai suddenly appeared.

He fell down quickly in a volley upside-down posture, spread out one palm, and pressed towards the ground.

Oh oh oh!

A giant golden palm with a size of seven to eight feet in size quickly enlarged in everyone's pupils.

This palm is golden in color, with clear lines, like a series of profound laws, shining with supreme coercion.

When the palms sank, the crowd could vaguely hear bursts of Sanskrit sounds, as if there were countless Buddha Arhats hiding in the surrounding world, chanting the Dharma.