The four feather arrows shot at Meng Que's body, as if they had hit a rock, and they couldn't enter half a point at all, and they fell down with just one flick on him. On the other side, two of Meng Que's six feathered arrows hit the chest of the Moon Warrior.

Fang Cai's scream of pain was sent by the Mochizuki Covenant Spirit, and as soon as he was hit by an arrow, he immediately fell from his horse, convulsed all over his body, and was killed instantly.

Meng Que won in one fell swoop, not only winning momentum, but also shocking all the Mochizuki clansmen. The dignified Mochizuki Covenant was dealt with in one round against him, which is also too unbelievable.

"Good...... Good! Dina was stunned for a long time, and then she came to her senses, clapped her hands, and cried out with joy.

The priest of the Mochizuki clan suddenly broke away from everyone and walked up to a high ground. The staff of dead wood in his hand was raised to the sky, and he muttered unknown scriptures in his mouth.

Seeing the sacrifice move, all the clansmen of the Mochizuki clan raised their hands one by one and let out a roar in unison. Increase the power and build momentum, the sound is like the collapse of ten thousand mountains, shocking people's hearts.

After the sacrifice finished reciting a spell, the deadwood staff pointed at it, and a ball of fireball shot out quickly, chasing after Meng Que.

Dina's face changed when she saw it, and immediately reminded: "Be careful, all the clan's sacrifices are proficient in the ability to harness natural energy, and they can't fight him remotely, they can only find a way to get close to him." ”

After Dina's reminder, before Meng Que could make a move, the people of the Mochizuki clan had already formed a protective circle in front of the sacrifice.

Meng Que smiled and said to himself, "You can actually control natural energy? Isn't this the same as the characteristics of the Wang family? ”

Seeing the fireball coming, Meng Que obviously heard Dina's reminder, but he still didn't dodge. Seeing that the enemy was about to be wiped out under his hands, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smile.

But at this moment, Meng Que suddenly stretched out his hand, turned his palm into a claw, and met the fireball.

When the priest saw it, he snorted coldly: "If you don't measure yourself, you will find your own death." ”

This kind of fireball is a nether ghost fire made by taking the phosphorus powder from a dead person and adding some other materials, and once it gets on a person, it will immediately spread. Even if you pour water on it, it will not necessarily go out for a while.

So, when the priest saw Meng Que's move, he naturally couldn't help but sneer.

However, Meng Que ignored the ridicule of the sacrifice, and when the fireball flew into his hand, he did feel a kind of scorching heat and weirdness that was different from ordinary flames.

But the fire mirror of the Meng clan is the way to control the fire and goodness. Any flame in the world can be harnessed. This kind of ghostly fire may be weird, but it can also be harnessed for one's own use.

"Close!"

With a light drink, Meng Que's five claws flexed and crumbled, shrinking into a fist. The huge fireball "boomed" and was extinguished in the palm of his hand.

This scene, not only the sacrifice, but everyone in the Mochizuki clan, even Dina, was speechless in shock. The first to react was the black-faced priest, who recited the incantation in his mouth again, and the deadwood staff swung three times in succession, and three flames flew out.

Meng Que stretched out his hand and grabbed it again, but after repeated attempts, the Netherworld Ghost Fire couldn't hurt him completely.

A cold sweat broke out on the priest's forehead, and he shook the staff of dead wood, and as soon as he changed his spell, he suddenly summoned a hurricane, which swirled like a knife and fell from the sky.

Meng Que laughed out loud and immediately floated away. And the wind, guided by the sacrifice, also went with him. Meng Que immediately used the "whirlwind step" in the Motyue Walk, and ran to the place where the Mochizuki people gathered.

His speed was extremely fast, and he repeatedly entered the formation, and the people of the Mochizuki Clan had not yet reacted. Before Meng Que could make a move, the hurricane had already blown, and the sharp wind blade dismembered more than a dozen people in an instant. Blood flowed everywhere, and there was a rain of blood below.

The sacrifice quickly stopped, and urged another set of mantras again, and suddenly black clouds piled up in the sky. The thunder sounded darkly, the power of the thunder became manic, and everything in heaven and earth fell silent in an instant.

"Can you still harness thunder and lightning?"

Meng Que was very interested in this, he had already realized two of the three mirrors of the Void Spirit, but only the Thunder Mirror of the third mirror had never been able to comprehend it. Seeing the sky, the silver thunder danced darkly, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, faintly afraid at the same time, but also quite a little expectant.

"The thunder he can summon must not be as good as the natural thunder, and the power must be limited. Can I try to absorb this lightning and see if I can break through the Mirror of Lightning? ”

Thinking of this, Meng Que simply went to a high ground, and the power of dragon blood in his whole body was concentrated in the dantian to protect his heart. Looking up at the sky, he looks like he is not afraid.

"O god of thunder, please give me the strength to punish this man who has disrespected you." The black-faced priest shouted to the sky, and the deadwood staff raised it towards the sky, and with a "click", a Z-shaped lightning bolt really hit it instantly.

The silver arc was like a poisonous snake and a tree root, shot down from the Nine Clouds and Heaven, and landed on Meng Que's body with incomparable precision.

"Boom!"

was struck by lightning, and smoke came out of Meng Que's whole body, and even flames ignited on his clothes.

The body that stood still fell back a few steps and lay on the ground.

Dina's heart twitched, and she shouted in a lost voice: "Meng Que......" patted the horse's buttocks, and wanted to rush over.

The black-faced sacrifice, this time finally succeeded, laughed, waved the deadwood staff, and shouted: "Come on, tie him up for me, I will take his head to sacrifice to the Mochizuki Covenant Spirit." ”

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Hundreds of people shouted in unison and were excited. Dina rode her horse and galloped, approaching Meng Que, but was stopped by a row of Mochizuki clansmen.

The black-faced priest looked at Dina carefully, and saw that her skin was delicate and fair, her figure was exquisite, and she was a seductive stunner, so she licked her lips and said, "Capture her alive for me, and send her to my room tonight." ”

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

All the people of the Mochizuki clan reached the peak of momentum for a while. Although a Covenant man died this time, fortunately, the final victory was achieved.

Someone went to get Meng Que's "corpse", and only then did he get close to him, and suddenly he stretched out a hand to grab his foot. The man was so startled that he almost peed his pants. Before the word "corpse" came out, he suddenly felt a strong electric current rushing up and down his body, and the strong electricity entered his brain, his eyes rolled in an instant, his mouth foamed, and he was directly electrocuted.

Then, the flames on Meng Que's body were extinguished instantly, and as soon as he raised his legs, a sharp carp jumped up from the ground. Grabbing the shadow chasing sword with his right hand, the white sword body was suddenly shrouded in a faint purple mist, if you look closely, you can also see that there is a trace of silver arc swimming in the middle, which is obviously the characteristic of electricity.

"Ah...... He's not dead...... He's not dead......"

"Sacrifice to the lord, he is alive, he is alive again......"

“……”

The Mochizuki clan was in a mess, and seeing Meng Que was like seeing a ghost. It was the first time they had seen someone who had been killed by lightning and could get back on their feet.

Dina was also frightened, and saw that Meng Que's face was black and her hair stood up, but fortunately, her eyes were still clear, like the Tarim River in Xinjiang. Although this shape is peculiar, those eyes clearly tell Dina that Meng Que is not dead yet, and he is still fine.

Only then couldn't help but laugh.

Meng Que smoked in his mouth, and suddenly raised his sword to the sky, the silver-white arc writhed even more wildly, and the sound of sizzling was breathtaking. He glanced at the movement on the sword himself and muttered, "Is this the power of thunder and lightning?" ”

Sweeping his eyes at the priest who was holding a deadwood staff, he let out a low shout, walked quickly, and with a sword in his chest, he rushed into the enemy line. The power of thunder and lightning swished, this one was invincible, and those who dared to resist it, as soon as they touched the thunder and lightning, they immediately weakened and their eyes turned black, and even worse, they foamed at the mouth directly.

Meng Que broke through the two lines of defense, and finally came to the side of the black-faced priest, danced the shadow chasing sword, and pierced his chest mercilessly. The black-faced priest danced the deadwood staff and wanted to use another spell, but before the spell could be pronounced, his chest was pierced by a white short sword.

"You...... Result...... Who is it? The black-faced priest looked at Meng Que in disbelief, and before he died, he asked this question unwillingly.

Meng Que climbed on his shoulder, smiled slightly, pulled out his sword, and said, "I'm an earthling!" ”