Seeing all kinds of shape-shifting things rushing towards him, a trace of essence light erupted in Mo Yu's eyes, and then the mana in his body quickly exploded.

Although Luo Wuhao was a master of the Transformation Realm of the Third Realm, the mana he possessed was not as much as in Mo Yu's body.

The mana that exceeds the ordinary people by a thousand times, except for the super powerhouse of the Divine Sea Realm, who dares to have more mana than Mo Yu?

Luo Wuhao is now more than Mo Yu, but it is just a gap in the realm, and the mana he has has a true spirit, which is incomparable to Mo Yu.

Any alien beast or heavenly soldier that Luo Wuhao incarnated into had all his lethality, just like a group of people besieging Mo Yu.

At the same time, in Mo Yu's hand, there were twelve more basic flying swords with superb magic weapons, and with these twelve flying swords, Mo Yu could be regarded as having the power to fight.

Leapfrog battles often occur in the Martial God Realm, and the difference in strength between the two sides is sometimes really obvious.

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

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

Even if he crossed the level, crossed two levels, Mo Yu did not have the slightest tremor in his heart.

No, this old man wants to kill Qi Ming, how can Mo Yu let him get his wish?

One word, kill!

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

At the same time, the twelve magic weapon flying swords swirled around Mo Yu's body like a vortex, and with each attack, a shape-shifting body would be slashed by Mo Yu to kill the true spirit, turning into ownerless mana and floating away.

A trace of distress flashed in Luo Wuhao's eyes, it was all the mana he had worked so hard to cultivate, every time he was beheaded by Mo Yu, it was equivalent to him having to cultivate for several months to make up for it.

While feeling distressed, Luo Wuhao couldn't help but look at the flying swords that were spinning around Mo Yu's body, they were all good things, and it was only now that he realized that any of the twelve flying swords was much stronger than the medium-grade magic weapon long knife in his hand.

What adventures did this kid get?

The greedy color in Luo Wuhao's eyes flashed, and he felt a little anxious in his heart, because he found that he didn't need to take the kid in front of him as an apprentice at all, as long as he killed him, the twelve flying swords would be enough for him to increase his strength.

Take advantage of the fact that he thinks Lao Tzu is showing him his strength, and take the opportunity to kill him!

Luo Wuhao was ruthless in his heart, and then his mana exploded, and a venerable beast, heavenly soldiers, and demons appeared around Mo Yu like a carp crossing the river.

"Try the old man's Ten Thousand Beast Generals!"

With a loud shout, Luo Wuhao's mana was injected into those shape-shifting objects like silk threads, making them look even more fierce.

Hum!

A sneer flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and he was full of combat experience, so he naturally knew what the hell Luo Wuhao had in his heart.

After calculating the calculations, Mo Yu's mana in his body quickly decreased, and then his face became slightly frightened.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, the mana in my body is running out, let these ghosts stay away from me!"

While shouting, Mo Yu struggled to kill the shapeshifters around him with his flying sword.

Hearing this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Luo Wuhao's eyes, he quickly approached Mo Yu, and then the mana in his body was injected into the shape-shifting things as if he didn't need money, making those shape-shifting things that were already fighting with Mo Yu look dull and bright again.

Among the alien beasts, the fire phoenix was lifelike, burning with mana fire all over its body, and Mo Yu's hair was slightly bent.

The true dragon, on the other hand, controls the water of mana, and every time it is washed, the sky seems to be smeared with paint.

Dripping water of mana fell, dripping onto the earth, crushing the houses below.

A drop of mana water weighs 10,000 catties.

And those mana heavenly soldiers, wielding spears and sabers, attacked Mo Yu's mana wall like crazy.

Mo Yu was wielding a flying sword and fighting with the shape-shifting thing, and his face was terrifying.

"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 to his subordinates. If you can cross the realm and fight with me for a long time, even in the Fuling Sect, you are also a genius at the level of a genius. If you don't meet me, you will definitely have a great future, and you will have the hope of immortality in the future, even if you sit in the position of the elder of the sect, I don't think it is unusual, but, unfortunately, you met me. Boy, don't blame me, blame me, blame you for not knowing how to be low-key, with a flying sword with a strange treasure, and dare to swagger here to join in the fun, you are purely looking for death! ”

Mo Yu's face was extremely frightened, and he shouted frantically: "Don't, I worship you as a teacher, I will give you the flying sword, I know a big secret, where there are countless cultivation resources, there are countless magic weapons!" ”

"Huh?" Luo Wuhao was stunned when he heard this, and the shapeshifting things he controlled also stopped attacking.

The big secret? Countless cultivation resources? A myriad of magic weapons?

After so many years of hard work, could it be that Lao Tzu's spring is finally coming?

Luo Wuhao was ecstatic.

And it was at this time that Mo Yu showed a sneering look on his face, looking at Luo Wuhao, who was less than ten meters away from him, and his mana exploded.

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

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

Burst!

Blood spurted wildly, Luo Wuhao roared in pain, and his body flew out upside down.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Like the transformation of a thousand armies, the shape-shifting thing began to attack Mo Yu frantically, Mo Yu's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, and the mana in his body turned into an armguard, constantly resisting the attack, and those flying swords quickly bombarded Luo Wuhao.

The best defense is to attack!

Mo Yu didn't withdraw the flying sword defense at all, but let the rest of the eleven flying swords also bombard Luo Wuhao, and he did this, which was almost crazy in Luo Wuhao's eyes.

"Madman, you are a madman, are you going to die with me?" Luo Wuhao roared.

The flying sword inserted in Luo Wuhao's chest was not idle, he kept exuding the light of mana, affecting the operation of Luo Wuhao's own mana.

Rumble!!!

Because of the impact, Luo Wuhao couldn't dodge the other flying swords that flew at all.

Rumble!!!

Two-handle, three-handle, four-handled...... Eleven handles, twelve handles!

There were twelve flying swords, all of which were inserted into Luo Wuhao's body.

At this time, Mo Yu's mana wall had already been shattered, blood gushed from his mouth, and his clothes were shattered.

"Die!"

Mo Yu waved his hand fiercely, and the twelve flying swords were exerted in twelve directions, and as Mo Yu's mana completely exploded, and then, with a bang, Luo Wuhao's body exploded like a corpse split by five horses.

At the same time, those shapeshifters who frantically attacked Mo Yu began to freeze their bodies, then dimmed, and finally turned into ownerless mana and were about to dissipate.

Mo Yu took a deep breath, and then the Dao Yan Demon Fetus 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 shrank to a certain extent, Mo Yu sucked hard at the mana that was dissipating in the sky.

Thundered!

The white dog of the clouds, the white clouds mixed with the mana that had not yet dissipated, were all devoured by Mo Yu and entered his abdomen.

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