The six-eared macaque cracked open its huge monkey mouth, and a voice roared: "I am a six-eared macaque, defeat the stick in my hand, and you can go to the next place!"

Then, a sound wave also roared, blowing Mo Wuxian for a while, of course, it was only his lower body pants that were blowing, but the moonlight divine armor on his upper body glowed with a little silver light.

If it was before, Mo Wuxian would definitely be blown backwards and even injured, but this time is different.

He only felt a breeze on his face, but the taste of the six-eared macaque was not pleasant.

Mo Wuxian coughed dryly and said, "I am Mo Wuxie, I will clean your mouth for you today!"

The six-eared macaque dragged the golden stick towards him, and every step rumbled and exploded, like a muffled thunder, and every step was terrifying, and the sense of oppression was extremely strong.

Mo Wuxian was stimulated by the qi machine, and the Moonlight Divine Armor suddenly lit up, and a layer of silver light shielded him from protecting it, and the kind of deterrence of the six-eared macaque suddenly disappeared without a trace.

It was only then that his faith grew.

Suddenly, the six-eared macaque attacked, and the golden stick suddenly shone brightly and swept over, with wind and thunder rolling and magnificent.

Mo Wuxie's pupils shrank slightly, now, he is no longer an idiot, this golden stick is definitely a powerful artifact, otherwise, there would not be such a might.

In the Divine Tomb, it is impossible to escape into the Divine Tomb, and if you want to escape, you can only step into the Eight Formations, so he must either be hard or dodge.

However, the stick locked on to him completely, and it was clear that dodging was no longer possible.

He hesitated, only hard to shake.

His imperial sword trick slammed out, and in an instant, the Dao Dao brilliance flowed out and fell into the four cultivation swords in front of him, and the four cultivation swords suddenly shone brightly, and they were dazzling in an instant.

He activated all the formations of the four sword cultivation swords, and did not join the power of the realm.

"Duh!"

With a soft shout, the Four Cultivation Swords suddenly flew out, but they looked like fireflies in front of the golden stick.

The light of fireflies often dares to compete with the sun and the moon.

The silver light collided with the golden light, and a bang rang out, deafening.

Mo Wuxian suddenly felt like a mountain of regret, and that sense of heaviness oppressed him with unbelievable power.

The four cultivation swords were knocked away, and Mo Wuxie's mouth was sweet, spurting out two mouthfuls of blood, revealing a shocked look, but in an instant, it turned into a surprise.

The Mixed Yuan Gong was running at full strength, and the churning in the body was channeled.

In the past, he couldn't resist the blow of the golden stick, but at this time, he was naturally ecstatic, at least he shook the golden stick head-on, and he didn't suffer any injuries.

The four cultivation swords crossed an arc in the air and returned to their side, and the golden stick swept over again with only a slight pause.

However, both the prestige and the sense of power are greatly reduced.

He looked crazy, wanting to see how strong the Moonlight Divine Armor's defense was.

Therefore, instead of using the flying sword to defend against the enemy, he activated all the defensive attributes of the Moonlight Divine Armor, and a silver light shield shone up.

Bang!

The golden stick smashed into his chest, and the light of the Moonlight Divine Armor suddenly flowed strongly, resisting the golden stick.

However, the golden stick is a mountain, and the mountain is overwhelming, and Mo Wuxie's moonlight mask only lasted for a moment before collapsing, and the golden stick smashed on his chest.

With a thud, he flew out as if he had been hit hard, striking the stone wall.

He coughed dryly twice, spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and the light in his eyes became more intense, revealing a look of delight.

Just now, the stick smashed on the chest, triggering the counter-formation of the Moonlight Divine Armor, and Mo Wuxian was smashed into the air, but the stick was also bounced away.

The current situation is that no matter how strong the stick is, it will counter back at least 60 percent of its strength. He didn't know if the six-eared macaque was injured, and he couldn't tell if it was injured.

The six-eared macaque with a bronze bell suddenly looked as deep as the starry sky, and it was stunned.

The position of the chest of the Moonlight Divine Armor was slightly concave, but it returned to its original state after an instant, and it was not damaged. In an instant, the shock in the body was smoothed out again.

Artifacts all have the ability to repair themselves, and in this case, Mo Wuxian was not too surprised.

He stood up and looked at the six-eared macaque, who had said that if he defeated his stick, he would win, so now would he have defeated the stick?

He looked at the six-eared macaque quietly, feeling apprehensive.

After a while, the six-eared macaque looked at Mo Wuxie, and a rumbling voice came out again, saying, "You are now qualified to fight with me!"

Mo Wuxie's heart suddenly cooled, it seemed that he had not yet defeated his stick.

He waited solemnly and said, "How can I defeat your stick?"

The six-eared macaque said: "I have the final say!"

Mo Wuxian was speechless for a moment, what do you say? This is not good, if you don't admit defeat, then don't you mean that I will never be able to defeat you?

In an instant, his gaze became firm again, and then you will bow down.

As his belief was generated, the Four Cultivation Swords seemed to sense their master's mood, and suddenly flickered a few times, emitting a burst of sword sounds.

Mo Wuxian shouted, "Natural Realm!"

Time and space suddenly changed, and even if he was as powerful as a six-eared macaque, he couldn't escape the ability of the natural realm, and he suddenly came to his world.

The six-eared macaque looked surprised, and said, "Fantasy realm?

Mo Wuxian smiled and said, "Come on, Endless Thunder!"

His hand was drawn from top to bottom, and the sky suddenly changed color, and endless thunder flashed in the sky, booming continuously.

With the improvement of his cultivation, all the realm powers are improving, and now, the blue light in the sky is surging, surging endlessly, like a thunder pool.

The thunder itself is silver, however, as the level increases, the thunder also changes, and is now dark blue.

He had already understood from the epiphany of fire that the level of thunder was the change of color, and that blue thunder was more advanced than silver thunder.

According to Mo Wuxie's original intention, these immortal heroic spirits fell under the Heavenly Tribulation, so they would be afraid of thunder, so he preferred thunder to attack the six-eared macaque.

Crackling, a huge thunderball in the sky fell from the clouds, and in the snort, like a blue pillar of light, it was enough to see how fast this thunderball was, and the long blue pillar of light was the phantom of the tail.

The six-eared macaque looked up at the thunderball, and the golden rod in his hand poked towards the sky, and the golden rod was extended in an instant.

The thunderball landed on the golden rod, and it immediately crackled and exploded, and the golden rod was covered with terrifying blue electric patterns, spreading down.

The six-eared macaque suddenly shook the golden stick, and all the thunders were shocked off and disappeared into the air.

"If there is no Zixiao Divine Thunder, this level of thunder is useless to me!"

This is the first time Mo Wuxian has heard of thunder, it seems that the Purple Night Divine Thunder should be stronger than the blue thunderball.

Suddenly, he had an idea. The simple words of the six-eared macaque allowed him to find a way to advance to the rank of thunder, and that was the Purple Night Divine Thunder.

According to his estimates, the Purple Night God Thunder should be a purple thunderball.

If he realized something in his heart, he couldn't help but be full of gratitude to the six-eared macaque, if it wasn't for his simple words, even if he had a sad face for 10,000 years, he might not be able to find this level, let alone poke open this layer of paper. Epiphany is often something that is understood in an instant, but there are some things that are better than epiphany, which is at this time, the reminder of others.