Rebirth and return, solitary devil

Chapter 355
Seeing all kinds of incarnations charging towards him, Mo Yu's eyes burst into a gleam, and then his mana burst out quickly.

Although Luo Wuhao is a master of the third realm of metamorphosis, he does not possess as much mana as Mo Yu's.

A thousand times more magic power than ordinary people, except for the super strong in the Divine Sea Realm, who would dare to compare with Mo Yu in terms of mana?
Luo Wuhao now has more than Mo Yu, but it's just a difference in realm. He possesses mana and true spirit, which Mo Yu can't compare with.

Any beast or celestial soldier that Luo Wuhao transforms has all his lethality, just like a group of people besieging Mo Yu.

At the same time, in Mo Yu's hands were twelve flying swords, which were the basic top-grade magic weapon. With these twelve flying swords, Mo Yu could be considered capable of fighting.

Leapfrog battles often happen in the martial arts world, and the strength gap between the two sides is sometimes really obvious.

A powerful magic weapon and a set of invincible exercises can make people with lower realms burst into combat power beyond their own realm.

And Mo Yu is precisely an invincible character in the same realm.

Even if he leapfrogged two grades, Mo Yu didn't feel the slightest tremor in his heart.

Needless to say, this old man wanted to kill Qi Ming, how could Mo Yu let him get his wish?
One word, kill!

Mo Yu's mana surged all over his body, forming a series of mana barriers around him, blocking the attack of Luo Wuhao's transformation.

At the same time, the twelve magic weapon flying swords swirled around Mo Yu like a vortex. Every time he attacked, a transformed body would be beheaded by Mo Yu to kill the true spirit, and it would turn into unowned mana and float away.

A twinkle of distress flashed in Luo Wuhao's eyes. It was all the mana he had worked so hard to cultivate. Every time Mo Yu cut off a statue, it meant that he had to practice hard for several months to make it up.

While feeling distressed, Luo Wuhao couldn't help but look at the flying swords spinning around Mo Yu's body. They were all good things. He didn't realize until now that any one of the twelve flying swords was better than the middle-grade one in his hand. The magic weapon long knife is much stronger.

What kind of adventure did this kid get?
Greed flashed across Luo Wuhao's eyes, and he felt a little anxious, because he realized that he didn't need to take the kid in front of him as his apprentice at all, as long as he killed him, those twelve flying swords would be enough to greatly increase his strength up.

While he thought Lao Tzu was showing his strength, he took the opportunity to kill him!
Luo Wuhao was furious in his heart, and then his mana burst out, and strange beasts, heavenly soldiers, and demons appeared around Mo Yu like crucian carp crossing the river.

"Try the old man's Myriad Beast General!"

With a yell, Luo Wuhao's mana poured into those transformed objects like silk threads, making them even more ferocious.

snort!
A sneer flashed in Mo Yu's eyes. He had a lot of combat experience, so he naturally knew what kind of idea Luo Wuhao had in mind.

Following the plan, Mo Yu's mana decreased rapidly, and then his face became a little frightened.

"I take it, I take it, I don't have much mana in my body, let these ghosts stay away from me!"

While shouting, Mo Yu strenuously killed the surrounding incarnations with his flying sword.

A ruthless look flashed across Luo Wuhao's eyes when he heard the words, he quickly approached Mo Yu, and then the mana in his body was poured into the transfiguration as if he didn't need money, making those transfigurations that had already looked dim after fighting with Mo Yu bright again up.

Amongst the alien beasts, the fire phoenix was lifelike, burning with mana fire, and Mo Yu's hair was a little curly.

The real dragon controls the mana water, and every time it is washed, it makes the sky seem to be painted with paint.

Drops of mana water fell and dripped onto the ground, causing the houses below to collapse.

A drop of mana water is enough to weigh ten thousand catties.

And those mana heavenly soldiers even brandished spears and sabers, attacking Mo Yu's mana wall like crazy.

While wielding the flying sword and fighting with the shape-changing thing, Mo Yu shouted with horror on his face.

"I said, I'm convinced, what are you going to do? Why don't you stop?"

A sneer flashed in Luo Wuhao's eyes, and he said arrogantly: "The old man has been fighting for so many years, and he has never shown mercy. You can cross the realm and fight with me for a long time, even in Fu Lingzong, you are a genius at the level of a genius. If you hadn't met me, you would definitely have a great future, with the hope of immortality in the future. Even if you sit in the position of the elder of the sect, I wouldn't be surprised, but it's a pity that you met me. Boy, don't blame me, you must It's strange, it's your fault that you don't know how to keep a low profile, that you have a flying sword with a strange treasure, and you dare to come here to join in the fun, you are purely looking for death!"

Mo Yu's face was terrified, and he shouted frantically: "No, I worship you as my teacher, and I give you the flying sword. I know a big secret. There are countless cultivation resources and magic weapons!"

"Huh?" Luo Wuhao was taken aback when he heard that, and the transformed creatures under his control also stopped attacking.

Big secret?Countless cultivation resources?Countless magic weapons?

After so many years of hard training, could it be that my spring is finally coming?
Luo Wuhao was ecstatic.

And at this moment, Mo Yu showed a sarcasm on his face, looking at Luo Wuhao who was less than ten meters away from him, his whole body exploded with mana.

Like a waterfall flowing backwards, endless magic power rushed out from the top of Mo Yu's head, billowing like wolf smoke.

Twelve flying swords that had already been refined by Mo Yu and swung like arms swept through the smoke of mana, and bombarded Luo Wuhao's chest like cannonballs spewing thick smoke.

puff!
Blood spurted wildly, Luo Wuhao roared in pain, and his body flew backwards.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Like the transformation of Qianjun, it started to attack Mo Yu crazily. Mo Yu's eyes flashed a ruthless look. The mana in his body turned into armguards, which kept resisting the attack, while those flying swords quickly blasted towards Luo Wu. Hao.

The best defense is to attack!
Mo Yu didn't retract the flying swords to defend at all, but let the other eleven flying swords also blast at Luo Wuhao. What he did was almost crazy in Luo Wuhao's eyes.

"Madman, you are a lunatic, do you want to die with me?" Luo Wuhao roared.

The flying sword stuck in Luo Wuhao's chest was not idle either, it kept emitting the light of Mo Yu's mana, affecting the operation of Luo Wuhao's own mana.

boom! ! !
Because of being affected, Luo Wuhao couldn't dodge the other flying swords that came flying at all.

boom! ! !
Two handles, three handles, four handles, eleven handles, twelve handles!
A total of twelve flying swords were inserted into Luo Wuhao's body.

But at this time, Mo Yu's mana barrier had long been broken, blood gushed out of his mouth, and his clothes were blown to pieces.

"go to hell!"

Mo Yu waved his hand fiercely, and the twelve flying swords moved in twelve directions. As Mo Yu's magic power exploded completely, and in an instant, with a bang, Luo Wuhao's body exploded like five horses dismembering his body.

At the same time, those incarnations that attacked Mo Yu crazily began to freeze their bodies one after another, then dimmed, and finally turned into ownerless mana that was about to dissipate.

Mo Yu took a deep breath, and then the Dao Yan Demon Embryo Meridian in his body was running, and the dantian gradually bloomed with a black luster, and then began to shrink like a balloon.

When the dantian shrunk to a certain extent, Mo Yu sucked hard at the mana that was dissipating all over the sky.

Rumble!
The gray clouds, white dogs, and blossoming white clouds mixed with the undissipated magic power were all swallowed by Mo Yu and entered his belly.

With a wave of his hand, the twelve flying swords were put away, and Mo Yu's figure disappeared into the sky in an instant.

　Four more delivered~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)