Return to Xianyuan Continent

The sky was slightly bright, and a wooden boat floated in the middle of the narrow route, and the transparent light wall could be vaguely seen through the light.

I saw groups of fishes shuttling between the light wall, and the monsters outside the light wall staring at Mo Luo could only salivate, but there was nothing they could do.

The ship glides freely under the traction of Xian Yuanli. Mo Luo folded his arms and looked at the monster that was violently hitting the forbidden monster. He felt a little puzzled in his heart. The monsters of the third and fourth levels went all out, but they were not enough to break the restriction. How could this restriction be broken? ?

Mo Qing'an was leaning on a soft pillow, lying on her back on the boat covered with animal skins with a half-dark expression, with her bare hands resting on the side of the boat, intentionally or unintentionally paddling the sea water, splashing transparent water.

As the boat got farther and farther away, Mo Qing'an actually felt that the sea water was getting cooler and cooler.He looked up at Mo Luo: "A Luo, do you feel cold?"

There is blue fire in Mo Luo's body all the year round, how could it be cold?He frowned and realized that he was not cold, but this disobedient guy.

I reminded him several times and told him not to play in the water, but he was disobedient.

Mo Luo walked up to Mo Qing'an, nestled his two paws in his hands, and felt a burst of coldness.Glaring at him, resigned to his fate, he took out a cloak to cover him, and then pressed the ghost-like claws into his chest.

For about a quarter of an hour, he looked at someone whose face had turned rosy, and said angrily, "Is it still cold?"

Mo Qing'an smiled brilliantly, "It's not cold anymore!"

Mo Luo took out the pair of paws that were covering his chest, tried the warmth of his hands, felt the stickiness in his hands, and knew that he must be sweating...

Putting it on Mo Qing'an's paw, Mo Luo stood up, accelerated his movements, and quickly drove the boat forward.

When he arrived in the middle and back section, a severe cold air hit, and Mo Luo sounded the alarm in his heart. He took two steps on his hind legs, walked to Mo Qing'an's side, and protected him behind him.

Mo Qing'an stood up, walked to Mo Luo's side, and said firmly: "A Luo, don't worry about me, I can do it myself!"

The two looked side by side, and saw a hole the size of a bathtub was broken in the front bar, and a stream of cold sea water poured into the bar...

Under the sunlight, Mo Luo could vaguely see the slender black tentacles outside the restriction.

"Is this restriction broken?"

Mo Luo's face darkened, this was beyond his expectation, this restriction was actually destroyed by a monster...

This monster should be at least a level five monster!

If it is on land, Mo Luo is not worried at all, but this is the ocean, not his home field.

If you want to repair the restriction, you must get rid of the monsters!

And this restriction has already exceeded the mortal level... After the mortal level, Mo Luo is only [-]% sure that he can repair it.

During this period of time, he has always only had a 50.00% chance of forging a spiritual level magic weapon.

"Ah."

Mo Luo's tone was so low that Mo Qing'an's heart sank: "Can't it be repaired?"

Mo Luo shook his head: "No, it's just that the possibility of success is not high."

"How many?"

"Each half wins and loses."

Mo Qing'an breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah Luo, let's try our best. If it doesn't work, it can only be said that the opportunities in the small fishing village are not enough."

"Okay." Mo Luo looked at Mo Qing'an solemnly, "Qing'an, I want to give you a task!"

"You said."

"Stop this monster, give me an hour! If I can't repair this restriction within an hour, you will come back." Mo Luo actually considered killing this monster first, but thinking that once the monster dies, its flesh and blood will inevitably be destroyed. Will attract a large wave of Warcraft to come.

In that case, the situation they face will only be more bleak, so it is better to hold back the monsters, because there is such an overlord occupying here, and ordinary monsters dare not come!

"it is good."

The flesh and blood of Master Xianyuan has always been a great supplement to Warcraft.

Mo Qing'an stepped on the flying magic weapon and flew away from the forbidden gap.

His speed had reached the limit, but he was almost injured by that slender tentacle!

When Mo Qing'an flew for a certain distance, he was shocked. A large octopus tens of meters tall suddenly stood behind him, with sharp teeth baring in its huge mouth that was as wide as a basin.

And the slender tentacles are just a short section of its dozens of long tentacles, this short section is as thin as chopsticks... but the tentacles at the root are as thick as an adult's thigh.

Facing the approaching tentacles, Mo Qing'an wiped off the sweat on her forehead, and ran desperately into the distance.

Just when Mo Qing'an thought he was going to escape the attack range, two tentacles suddenly appeared from the deep sea in front of him.

Mo Qing'an held a whip in each of his left and right hands, and the whip in his left hand was entangled with the thick tentacles, trying to jump out of the safe range.

The whip on the right hand is to deal with the surprise attack of the monster. As expected, the big octopus stretched out dozens of big tentacles hidden under the sea water!

Mo Luo looked at the battle in the distance, his sweat was dripping down, and his consciousness was highly concentrated to forge the consciousness restriction in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The raw materials needed for this restriction are not cheap. Just to repair this small hole, Mo Luo will have to build in a sixth-level magic core and two fourth-level magic cores!

Mo Luo smashed the three magic cores with his spiritual sense, extracted the remaining consciousness in the magic core again, and merged it with his own spiritual sense...

The violence left in the magic core caused Moluo's sea of ​​consciousness to be in pain, but he knew he couldn't procrastinate!

With a loud shout, a hammer appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Four-fifths of the consciousness turned into a human form holding the Xuantian Hammer, and one-fifth of the consciousness turned into materials, intertwined with the consciousness of the monster.

With the blow of the hammer, Mo Luo was dizzy from the shock, but he couldn't give up.

When Mo Qing'an saw the black liquid erupting towards him, he knew it was not good, so he jumped and drove the flying magic weapon to fly high into the sky.

Turning around, the nameless whip spun in his hand at a high speed, firing countless sharp weapons towards the big octopus.

I only heard the sound of falling, this nameless whip couldn't hurt the big octopus in the slightest!

The big octopus raised its head angrily, and several tentacles twitched, and the thick immortal force spread around with the water waves.

Mo Qing'an was caught off guard and was slapped down by the water waves.

Implied with strength, Xian Yuanli directly broke through Mo Qing'an's defense, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood!

Mo Qing'an wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, endured the pain, and quickly flew into the air...

As time passed bit by bit, Mo Qing'an had more and more scars.

Mo Luo's heart was getting heavier and heavier, and he was almost there, just a little bit, Fu Lang, hold on!

As the spiritual forging became thinner and softer, Mo Luo knew that the time was coming.

"Ha!" Mo Luo growled, and a group of transparent forbidden consciousness emerged from his sky cap, and Mo Luo slowly melted the magic core powder floating in front of him into this group of consciousness.

With the emergence of the forbidden consciousness, it caused a vibration of the immortal power.

At this time, Warcraft also realized that it was not good!

It let out a sharp growl, and what responded to it was an excited response from the little monsters.

Mo Qing'an secretly thought it was not good, and with a wave of his right hand, he melted the last bit of immortal energy in his sea of ​​energy into the nameless whip.

The nameless whip shook his body, and the fused light seemed to be in response to Mo Qing'an!

"Aha!" Mo Qing'an kicked with his left hand, and wrapped his whip around the head of the big octopus like a swallow.

Although the celestial power of Lie Yan cannot break through the defense of the big octopus, it can still make it feel scorching heat.

After all, the fire-type celestial force can restrain water-type monsters...

At this time, Bairan jumped out of Mo Qing'an's spirit beast bag.

Seeing Mo Qing'an's body covered with blood, his eyes were red, and he was screaming, a giant 20-meter-tall monster appeared between Mo Qing'an and the monster.

It roared angrily at the big octopus: "Ho~"

The sharp mental power entered the sea of ​​consciousness of the big octopus like waves of sound waves, holding back its progress.

Mo Luo here is also used by one person and three people. With a move of consciousness, the Xuantian Hammer appeared in his hand.

With his left hand, he slapped the forbidden consciousness towards the broken forbidden edge, he quickly jumped into the sea area, jumped up vigorously, and swung Xuantian to smash it!

Forbidden Consciousness is perfectly integrated into the broken prohibition...

Once the restraint was repaired, Mo Luo couldn't stop for half a step. When the Vajra Possession was activated, his stature was several meters high, like a giant ape running on the sea.

Mo Luo kicked up and connected to the exhausted Mo Qing'an.The Xuantian hammer in his hand hit the big octopus with a backhand!

The blue fire weaves into a dense cage, and the sleepy big octopus can't move an inch.

Holding the Xuantian Hammer in his hand, Mo Luo crushed the skull of the big octopus with two or three blows, and the bloody liquid sprayed into the sea.

Mo Luo looked at the dead octopus, dug out the magic core near the heart veins of the big octopus, and washed it in the water.Holding Mo Qing'an in her arms, she ran towards the coast with the miniature Bairan in her arms.

Bairan hadn't reached maturity yet, the roar just now had used up all of its magic power, and now it stood on Mo Luo's head like a dead body.

Mo Luo took out a bottle of recovery potion and gave it to Mo Qing'an. Seeing him recovering slowly, he kissed his forehead: "Thanks for your hard work, Qing'an."

Mo Qing'an held the magic core he handed over, and happily bent her eyes: "It's not hard for me to fight side by side with my husband."

"fool."

Mo Qing'an raised her hand to pinch Mo Luo's tall nose, and blinked charmingly: "Husband, don't call me stupid anymore! What if I am really stupid?"

"I raise you!"

Bai Ran, whose corpse was on top of Mo Luo's head, heard the two two-legged beasts getting tired and crooked, it just wanted to quickly fall asleep! Go!

Bully it, no small!husband!Jun!