Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The sword light suddenly appeared, sweeping away all kinds of evil atmosphere.

The dark green poisonous light that covered the sky was swept away by a sword.

Mo Yu held the Pure Yang Sword to kill again, and the spiritual energy in his body was mobilized to the extreme, a little true spirit was clear, and the fit with Lu Dongbin was improved again.

Facing Mo Yu’s killing, the plague jun’s eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth and fought with him with a knife.

The two supremes clashed again, and even the heavenly dome was torn apart.

They went all out, and without reservation, even if ninety percent of the power fell on the other party, the leaked one percent would still overturn the heaven and earth.

I saw that the sky sword qi and the sword radiance were intertwined with each other, dividing everything and cutting off the earth vein.

The battle between the two supremes was too terrifying, and although the people in Heyang City were protected by the light of the two Yi lamps, they still felt that great disaster was coming.

Looking up, it was even more vast, the sky and the earth were extremely dark, and I didn’t know what the situation was.

Only a few people such as the Heyang City Lord and Su Mu could see the sword qi and sword radiance through the dim heaven and earth, and their hearts were even more shocked.

“Is this the Supreme War?” Su Mu was shocked and said that this kind of scene was beyond his comprehension.

The strength of the Heyang City Lord was higher than him, and he was once an inner gate elder of the Three Rivers Sect, but in the face of this scene, he was also shocked and speechless.

The Three Rivers Sect is a great sect, and even controls three large cities within a radius of 80,000 li.

But even so, the strongest person in the sect was just the head of the Seventh Heaven of the Cave Heaven Realm, and he could reach the bottom of the earth list.

Now seeing the battle of the Supreme, it has subverted his cognition.

Just when the battle in the sky was in full swing, on Su Mu’s side, Mu Zixin and other disciples of Xuanjie Sect also arrived.

They were in Dongcheng before, and they were worried when they saw that a terrifying war broke out shortly after Su Mu left.

It’s just been all the way now.

After coming, Mu Zixin looked around and asked, “Master, where is Senior Lu?” ”

Su Mu smiled bitterly and gestured towards the sky: “Senior Lu is fighting with the Naqi Huangtianjun in the sky, and as for the result, we don’t know now.” ”

Mu Zixin and the others raised their heads, and through the two yi qi that protected the city, they could only see the terrifying aftermath, and the power of the sky falling made them fearful, and they couldn’t say a word for a long time.

And above the firmament, Mo Yu’s battle with the Plague Monarch also reached a fever pitch.

Although there are no special treasures, his magical powers are still earth-shattering, and many of them are even more weird, making people unpreventable.

It’s a pity that he ran into Lu Dongbin, who Mo Yu transformed.

If it is another mythical figure, in the face of a strange enemy like him, it may take some trouble, and he may even be able to get his hands and contract strange diseases.

But Lu Dongbin is a sword cultivator, and he is taking the most unreasonable path of cultivation, and if you have ten thousand kinds of magical powers, I will only cut it out with one sword.

The situation of the plague lord is already precarious.

“His strength is around the third supreme.” The plague monarch secretly said in his heart, so far after the battle, he also had a clear grasp of Mo Yu’s strength.

He secretly gritted his teeth, if he was a regular supreme third powerhouse, he could still deal with it with years of combat experience, and even with some special magical powers, he might be able to counter-kill.

But the opponent’s strength is too strong, and he is an out-of-realm god, and he is forced into a cornered situation with only the way of kendo.

While resisting Mo Yu’s attack, he once again cast his gaze into Heyang City below.

Fortunately, he still has the final hole card.

The swords intersected, the sky exploded again, and the plague monarch let out a muffled snort, and the corners of his mouth spilled blood.

He used the force of the countershock to retreat sharply.

Mo Yu’s gaze locked on him at this time, and the Pure Yang Sword in his hand was raised, and then it fell fiercely.

“The sword has a phantom god!”

With a light drink, his sword intent was strong, and he did not see the sword light, but it made the mountains and rivers shake, and the earth in a hundred thousand miles was sensed.

As far as the eye went, the wind and clouds were the sword, the yellow sand was the sword, the sky was the sword, the nine lands were the sword, and even the poisonous mist that was good at heaven and earth turned into poisonous arrows under the influence of sword intent, and frantically attacked towards the plague monarch.

This kind of sword intent is that heaven and earth are swords, and the entire heaven and earth are enemies of the plague monarch at this moment.

This Desolate Ancient Demon Monarch’s eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.

Heaven and earth were pouring out, and there was sword light within a radius of 100,000 li, and he became the only outlier in this heaven and earth.

“This… What a kendo this is… Is this the Outer Sword Immortal…” Even he couldn’t help but tremble in his tone, with endless emotion.

Ten thousand swords fell, he knew that he could not resist, and then drank lightly, and grabbed towards Heyang City with one hand.

In Heyang City, everyone’s hearts were shocked, and they only felt that a catastrophe was coming.

Heaven and earth fell silent, and the entire city fell into an eerie silence at this moment.

Next moment!

Bang! Bang! Bang……

As history repeats itself, all the patients infected with this plague have exploded into a mist of blood.

Su Mu, Mu Zixin, all the disciples of Xuanjiemen, and even the Lord of Heyang City were stunned to watch this scene.

They didn’t even understand how this happened.

The previous 100,000 believers, they all drank the soup medicine distributed by Qi Huang Tianjun, and they could understand.

But these infected people did nothing.

And how many infected people are there in the entire Heyang City?

Su Mu’s face changed abruptly.

But he couldn’t do anything, and saw that in Heyang City, countless blood mist converged into the countercurrent and rushed into the sky.

Even the light of the two lamps in his hand could not be stopped.

Because the plague itself is part of the plague.

There are more than two million people infected in Heyang City, or even more, after all, many cannot be counted at home, and no one knows whether they are infected or not.

This is a blood sacrifice that surpasses a million people.

In the air, ten thousand sword qi fell, penetrating the body of the plague monarch in an instant, and under the awe-inspiring sword intent, his body was instantly full of holes.

Then with a bang, his body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

“Hmm!” Mo Yu’s brows frowned slightly, and he realized that the other party had taken the initiative to explode.

At the same time, countless blood mist turned into countercurrents rushed into the sky, containing endless resentment and disease.

The plague lord used these people as a breeding ground for the plague, using their bodies to make the disease grow, and harvesting mercilessly at this time.

The blood mist of more than a million people gathered together, constantly joining the blood qi exploded by the Plague Monarch, and that blood-colored mist became larger and larger.

The next moment, a terrifying aura appeared, like a combination of all filth and filth, and like some kind of existence that people feared the most.

The blood mist contracted, and the figure of the plague monarch solidified again.

His body surface was covered with a layer of blood, and his aura rose to the next level, reaching the third level of the Supreme Realm.

He looked at Mo Yu with a fierce gaze: “Benjun admits that he underestimated you, but it doesn’t matter, Benjun will use the power of this blood plague of more than a million people to let you see the peerless school of the Desolate Ancient Era.” ”

He raised his hands to the sky at the same time, and his tone was full of confidence, as if he had absolute confidence in his next attack.

“Demon Saint Against the Heavenly Scripture, Blood Plague Breaks the Sky!”