Chapter 877: Mighty Battle 1
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Green Plum Fairy Road
- Black mud
- 1909 characters
- 2021-03-03 07:55:38
After perfecting his own practice method, Mo He's cultivation in the realm of the Mighty One was on the right track again, but when his own practice was back on the right track, Mo He found that compared to the previous practice, this time he himself The perfect technique does have some minor flaws.
is said to be a flaw, but in fact, it can’t be called a bit. It’s just that compared to the previous "Xuanyuan Controlling Water Record", which combines the strengths of the two worlds, the cultivation technique in the realm of the powerful has no more advantages in this respect.
However, it is almost impossible to make up for this small flaw. Mo He can only practice according to his own perfect technique. After all, the realm of the Mighty is to open the path by himself, and he must continue to move forward anyway. go.
"There is no return, there is a return, alternately, the one who exists the truth and discriminates the virtual......!"
In the early morning, in Mohe’s dojo, several sounds of chanting Taoism sounded, and another day of morning class began.
The Taoism chanted today is a Taoism that is not very well-known among the human races. It was compiled by a strong Jinxian. Because the content is biased, the truths conveyed are not recognized by most people, but it is still There are some advantages.
Now in the Mohe Dojo, there are not only Mohe and Wuyou and others reciting the Taoism. In addition to them, there is also an elder who came to the sky above the sky some time before Wangyue Mountain, who is also on the Mohe Dojo. Be prepared to study for a while.
This is almost a routine now. The disciples who came from Qingmeiguan are currently staying in Mohe’s dojo, and the elders who came from Wangyue Mountain, because they were not personally passed on by Mo He, nor did they practice what Mohe passed down. The exercises are only studied for a period of time in the dojo, and then they will move out to find their own dojo.
However, these people did not complain. All of them considered themselves under the Mohe gate. After they left and arrived, they all chose to set up their dojo around Mohe’s dojo.
Now there are three elders from Mohe’s dojo in Mohe, plus the current one, and there will be a fourth one soon. These people can be sent by Mohe at any time, from this aspect. Said, Mo He can be regarded as a few more runners.
Similarly, it also proves that the Taoism of Qingmei Temple is constantly growing, reaching the level of those major sects. Although there is still a big gap, this gap is narrowing.
While reciting the Taoist scriptures, Mo He's voice stopped abruptly. As soon as he stopped, when several people were reciting the Taoist scriptures, the ready-to-speak Taoist rhyme in their voices was obviously reduced a lot, causing other People were affected and stopped one after another.
When everyone looked at Mohe, they found that Mohe's gaze was looking at the outside of the dojo, as if penetrating through layers of space, looking at the distant distance.
Mo He is indeed looking at the battlefield very far away from here. It is the battlefield between the human race and the monster race in the starry sky. Now the battle is very fierce. The golden fairy realm experts on both sides have already dispatched five or six. Those capable also cast their gazes.
Under this circumstance, it is estimated that the next battle will be between the powerful. Mo He has agreed to Ling Xu and Shang Chan before. When he needs the powerful to take action, he needs to show his face. Now Just in time.
"You continue the morning class, and you will go back for the teacher!" Mo He glanced at the few people who looked at him, casually ordered them, and then stood where he was, his figure disappeared immediately.
"This?"
Seeing Mo He leave, the Elder Mochizuki, who came to the dojo not long ago, immediately turned his eyes to Wuyou, and Wuyou did not panic, looked back at him, and said in a flat tone.
"Let’s continue morning class!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wuyou started today's morning class again, and then continued to read the place where he had just read, as did Yu Yue on the side.
These two people are not worried, this elder of Mochizuki Mountain can only continue to complete today's morning class with them.
In the starry sky, Mo He's figure quietly approached the battlefield, but did not immediately show up. Instead, he hid his figure, watching the battle between the human race and the monster race in secret.
The battle between the two races of humans and monsters is obviously very different from the battle with the spirit race.
On the battlefield of the two races, the Human race dispatched a large number of puppets, most of which were relatively large and sturdier. Most of the puppets were equipped with weapons.
In addition, there are no small equipment to create a favorable battle environment for the human side, such as the fine mesh around the battlefield that does not seem to be very conspicuous, as well as those organ creations that are activated from time to time.
The monster race is different from the spirit race. The monster race does not have the obvious quantitative defects of the spirit race. Compared with the human race, their numbers will definitely not be much different, and their body shape changes are very flexible.
Take an ordinary monster race as an example, when the opponent is willing to transform into a human form, there is no difference in size from the human race, but once the battle falls to the bottom, the monster race will often show its original shape and burst out with more powerful power.
Many demon races, after their cultivation bases reached the realm of immortals, their original shapes are often very large and flexible, but this is quite easy to deal with.
There are also some monster races, they can make their body size become small, even like dust particles, quietly enter the human race camp, causing huge damage.
In addition to various other methods, weird magic or bloodline supernatural powers, human races often have to change their methods and fighting styles when dealing with monsters, so as to ensure that they will not fall into a disadvantage.
Mohe has been paying attention to the battlefield situation during this period, and every once in a while, he will find that the fighting style of the human race and the monster race has changed.
Looking at the fierce battle in the battlefield, Mo He already felt that the aura of the powerful person on the side of the monster race was approaching.
The powerful person of the monster race obviously did not intend to hide his body. After coming to the battlefield, he immediately showed his body and stood there generously.
A total of two powerful persons, one of them has countless pairs of eyes up and down. Mo He has seen it once in the underworld, and it is Qianmu who has a great reputation among the human race.
The other one, Mo He hadn't seen him before, but the aura on the opponent's body was obviously lower than Qianmu's, obviously not as strong as Qianmu.
However, just a thousand eyes is enough to make Mo He feel some pressure. The strength of the opponent, he has already seen it with his own eyes when he was in the underworld, even if he is now in the ranks of the powerful, Mo He also has to be cautious when facing each other.
Taking a step forward, Mo He's figure also appeared on the battlefield. At the same time, beside Mo He, there was also another figure, who was also a powerful person of Human Race, and this great figure The capable person turned out to be a female nun.
Mo He turned his head and glanced at his side. The female cultivator standing beside him was wearing a moon-white blouse with her long hair dangled casually. There was no decoration on her body, but she seemed to be shining. Generally, it feels dazzling.
While Mo He looked at him, the female cultivator also looked at him, and looked at Mo He slightly. To her, Mo He was also a new face.
The opponent's gaze came over, Mo He felt that the opponent's pair of beautiful eyes, like clear spring water, could clearly see his own figure in the opponent's eyes, as if looking in a mirror.
Mo He even had a feeling for the first time that he was looking at himself from the eyes of others, and this feeling made Mo He slightly guess the origin of the female cultivator beside him.
"Mirror Wonder Fairy Sect!"
Mo He thought of the name in his heart. This feeling as if he was looking in a mirror easily made him think of this name.
After looking at Mo He for a while, the female cultivator immediately turned her head, but her voice rang in Mo He's ears.
"Leave me Qianme!"
At the same time Mo He heard these words, he saw the female cultivator next to her, whose steps had already stepped forward, and at the same time, there was an extra precious mirror on her chest, which exudes brilliant white light.
Seeing the opponent like this, Mo He certainly wouldn't shrink back, and hurriedly followed the opponent, aiming at another powerful person of the monster race beside Qianmu.
Seeing Mohe approaching, the powerful person of the monster race also knew that Mohe was his opponent, and he was also approaching Mohe. When the two of them were still separated by some distance, the space between each other~www. EbookFREE.me~ has been twisted like paper, as if this space is being crumpled.
This is the first time Mohe has worked with someone after breaking through the realm of a powerful person. The opponent doesn't look particularly strong, but Mohe is also very careful. After all, the opponent must have a longer time to become a powerful person than himself.
As the two of them squeezed the space, the speed of approaching each other slowed down. In the hand of the powerful monster of the demon race, a very simple and uncharacteristic long sword appeared in the hand. Cut forward.
The sword light flashed, and Mo He only felt that the opponent’s attack seemed to have come to him before the opponent shot it. The sharpness of the sword light, even Mo He, who is now a powerful person, has a desire. Avoid its sharp thoughts.
Under this sword light, the space is as if it doesn't exist, seeing the light pass through without leaving the slightest trace, it is completely seamless. It is not the sword light passing through the space. The power is still within the tolerance of the space. But this sword has completely ignored the space.
However, even with such a sword, Mo He still blocked it. Mo Yu's bamboo stick did not know when it had appeared in his hand. The top of the bamboo stick collided with the blade of this sword. Part of the blade of the simple long sword was cut into the Moyu bamboo stick, which blocked the sharp edge of the sword.
"A powerful match, I really can't care about it!" Looking at the blade of a part of the Mo Yu bamboo stick, Mo He couldn't help but become more vigilant.