Chapter 577: Jinxian Aid (Part 2)

Since Mo He came to the sky, his cultivation speed has not been slow at all, but he has not experienced many battles.
Among the methods that Mo He mastered, many methods have also been improved, but there has been a lack of a big battle, so that Mo He has a very clear understanding of the promotion of these methods, such as the power of his little supernatural powers.
Since the power of the little magical power reached the realm of magical powers, Mo He has never used it against enemies. Now facing this very small but very fast spirit race, the most suitable method for Mo He to deal with it is him. So Mo He did not hesitate to use his little magical powers.
Mo He extended the coverage of his little magical powers to within a thousand miles, this size is in the starry sky, in fact it is not conspicuous at all.
And the spirit race within the range of the little magical powers, his figure has turned into a ray of light at this moment, shuttled within the range of the Mohe little magical powers, trying to be able to leave the range of the Mohe little magical powers immediately.
The speed of this spirit race is really fast, very similar to another spirit race that Mohe has seen before, who cultivates the way of light, moving within the range of Mohe’s small magical powers, only a trail of light and shadow can be seen. It is difficult to capture his figure.
However, within the scope of this little magical power, everything is controlled by Mo He. With a move of Mo He's heart, the space within the scope of the little magical power begins to solidify. The original fast speed of the spirit race, its The speed also immediately slowed down.
As soon as his speed was affected, before Mo Hehe could launch an attack, this spirit race's originally very small body immediately began to swell, and within the blink of an eye, his figure soared to a kilometer height.
After the spirit race grew bigger, Mo He finally saw clearly what the spirit race looked like.
He has a human head, and his face looks a bit hideous, but his body is a bit like insects such as butterflies, and behind him is a pair of large transparent wings, on which the rhyme of the wind is faintly entwined.
After the size of the spirit race grew, Mo He suddenly discovered that the opponent's power seemed to have doubled, and the mana consumed by his own little supernatural powers to suppress the spirit race in front of him immediately increased a lot.
After the increase in size, the spirit race slapped the wings on the back with some difficulty, and brought a violent wind in the range of Mohe's little magical power, but the violent wind had just rolled up, pushed forward just a few meters, and quickly The ground subsided.
This spirit race discovered this situation and immediately tried his best to continue to run outside the coverage of Mohe's little magical powers. He knew very well in his heart that if he did not run out of the coverage of this little magical power, then he would not say that he was defeating his opponent. I’m afraid it’s hard to even survive.
But when his figure moved and counted until the blue-gray light appeared out of thin air, it directly hit his body. After the blue-gray light fell on his body, the huge body of this spirit race immediately began to transform into a kind of With the texture of dead wood, when he wanted to resist, a group of blue light directly hit his body, killing it completely.
"There are some brilliant methods, the strength is good, but it is too easy to be restrained!" Looking at the spirit race that was killed by himself, Mo He thought in his heart.
This spirit race was completely restrained within the scope of his little supernatural powers. The strength was indeed good, but he did not show it at all.
By beheading this spirit race, Mo He also roughly understood the current power of his little supernatural power, which was definitely a killer's skill.
Withdrawing his little supernatural powers, Mo He looked up again at the aperture above his head, and then looked at the profound immortals of the spiritual race.
With such defenses, there are several Jintians watching over, and now it would be a shame if you don't try to fight against a Jinxian!
Thinking of this, Mo He rushed towards a mysterious immortal of the spirit race without hesitation. The Mo Yu bamboo stick appeared in his hand. As he rushed forward, the surface of the Mo Yu bamboo stick was already covered. A layer of blue-black light.
The Profound Immortal of the Spirit Race selected by Mo He looks no different from ordinary people. Beside him, there is a large flag floating on it, which seems to be drawn with the image of a big star, which is pulling a very special star. force.
This banner was rolled in the starry sky, a kind of gray star power, followed by the dance of the banner, swept to the surroundings, those human immortals shrouded in the aperture were not injured, but in While the banner was rolling, their bodies were still involuntarily moved, and they were thrown away in the starry sky.
During this process, the mysterious immortal of the spiritual race kept changing his seals in his hands, and displayed various magic attacks in an attempt to break the defense of the golden halo.
The opponent's these methods have already demonstrated his strength, absolutely extraordinary, it is very likely that he is a monk who inherits the Six Dao Lines among the Spirit Race.
In the gap where the opponent was performing the spell, the Mo Yu bamboo stick in Mo He's hand threw it forward without hesitation, and quickly attacked the mysterious fairy of the spirit race in the starry sky.
The power of the Moyu bamboo stick made this spirit clan Xuanxian also feel a slight threat. As soon as the bamboo stick reached him, he had already controlled the big flag beside him, suddenly curled up in the starry sky. The power of the gloomy stars directly supported the Mo Yuzhu stick that was about to land on him.
Looking at the Moyu bamboo stick that slowed down, the banner was rolled again, and he tried to take the Moyu bamboo stick away. Seeing this scene, how could Mo He make the other party wishful, Mu Yuan's magical orb turned into a Tuan Qingguang hit the opponent directly, and at the same time the Fajue in his hand shot a dead wood fairy light toward the spiritual clan Xuanxian.
The scroll of the mysterious immortal of the spirit race was blocked by the blue-black light emitted from the surface of the Moyu bamboo stick. It was not taken away by it, and the magical orb of the wood element that followed it was also blocked. The Xuanxian of the Spirit Race had to divert his attention and stretched out his hand to resist.
As for the withered wood immortal light that came last, it made the spirit clan Xuanxian's eyes light up slightly.
As a fairy method, the withered wood fairy cannot be said to be so exquisite. Although the degree of exquisiteness has been improved a lot compared to when Mo He first created it, it is still relatively ordinary now, but this method is incompatible with this spirit. The Tao Xuanxian's cultivation is a little fit, and for him, this method is quite desirable.
Of course, Mo He has no time to pay attention to this now. After he successively displayed the methods, the distance between him and the spiritual family Xuanxian was shortened, and then he once again displayed his little supernatural powers to deal with a high self and a big one. The realm of Xuanxian, without playing his hole cards, must go all out to be able to deal with it.
The magical powers of Shuimu Tsinghua were unfolded, and the scope covered this time was the largest time Mohe had destroyed this magical power so far, covering a range of tens of thousands of miles.
In fact, Mo He could continue to expand this range, but in this way, it would not be worth the gain. Not only would it consume more mana, but it would also reduce the mastery of the space within the scope of the diffusion of supernatural powers.
A beautiful landscape appeared again in the starry sky, with clusters of flowers and gleaming water, such a beautiful scenery, even the powerhouses of the golden fairy realm could not help but be attracted.
However, the reason why they were attracted was not because of the beauty of the scenery in front of them, but because everyone saw the clues of Mohe's little magical powers.
Several experts in the Golden Fairy realm of the Human Race looked at Mo He and the Profound Immortal of the Spirit Race with great interest at this moment, wanting to see if Mo He could defeat a Spirit Race without worrying about his own defense. Xuanxian, if he could do it, what step would he be able to do eventually?
In contrast, the faces of the three golden immortals on the side of the Spirit Race looked much ugly. Soon after the real battle began, they had already noticed that many Spirit Race immortals were obviously inferior to theirs. The Human Race was beheaded, and this loss was indeed a bit aggrieved.
Looking at Mo He and the Profound Immortal of the Spirit Race, among the three Golden Immortals of the Spirit Race, someone finally couldn't help it. He took out something in his hand and smashed it. The big one pushed by the Spirit Race The star, whose surface contained the power of the blood-colored star with a killing mood, instantly began to spread forward.
When the power of the blood-colored stars was about to cover those spirit races, among the several golden immortal experts of the human race, the color of his eyes suddenly changed, turning into two colors of black and white, and the breath on his body was also Becomes deep.
He stared at the power of the blood-colored star that was about to spread in front of him, and then saw the power of the blood-colored star, suddenly frozen there, and then time seemed to start to flow backwards, and the power of the star was renewed. Back to the surface of the big star, it became calm as ever.
Seeing that his own means was easily stopped by the golden immortal of the human race, the three golden immortals of the spirit race became even more ugly.
The Thunder Giant's body flashed with lightning, and it seemed that he couldn't help but want to do it.
In this regard, the golden immortals of several celebrities did not care. Their eyes continued to fall on Mo He, watching Mo He exert his own advantages as much as possible within the scope of his little magical powers. The Xuanxian of the Spirit Race fought, and his eyes gradually showed a touch of appreciation.
After really fighting head-on with a master of the realm of Xuanxian, Mo He finally realized how much stronger the master of the realm of Xuanxian ~EbookFREE.me~ is compared to the realm.
The Profound Immortal of the Spirit Race who is fighting with him has completely crushed him with the richness of mana. Although the magical powers he possesses are not necessarily stronger than him, they are definitely not weak. The opponent's fairy treasure is also very strong. Great, it should be a middle-grade immortal treasure with four immortals forbidden.
Even within the range of his own little magical powers, when Mo He played against the opponent, he felt suppressed by the opponent. With a golden halo on his head, he had already blocked an attack from the opponent. Even so, this spirit clan Xuanxian gave The feeling of Mo He still didn't seem to be all out.
"The gap is indeed not small, but, when there is no need to worry about defense, I am actually not without a chance to defeat!" After using the power of his little magical power to escape another attack, Mo He secretly said in his heart.
With a thought, the scene within Mohe’s little magical powers suddenly changed. The original flower clusters turned into a boundless water. In the center of the water, a towering tree emitting a blue light stood proudly. , A little bit of stars covered the sky above the big tree.
In this landscape, Mo He stood under the big tree, smiled at the Profound Immortal of the Spirit Race, and then took a step back and entered the towering tree.