Tang Mo faced the drought and stood still.

The drought was a fierce creature, and when they saw him, they rushed up to tear him apart.

Roar!

The drought roared, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the terrifying fire rushed out of his mouth and rolled towards Tang Mo.

Nine turns of Xuangong worked, Tang Mo's body appeared with a shining treasure light, he recited the true scriptures, and sat in the flames.

I saw that the scorching fire turned into a thread and melted into his body.

Nine turns of Xuangong, cultivating to the end, can be cultivated into the Ancestral Witch Immortal Body, and now Tang Mo is taking steps in this direction.

At the time of the Lich Age, the Wu clan was so powerful that their physical bodies controlled supernatural powers, and they could compete with the Tao with their physical bodies alone.

And the Nine Turns Xuangong is the supreme method jointly founded by the Twelve Ancestors and Witches, all kinds of mysteries, needless to say.

The drought fish seemed to be angered by Tang Mo, it roared again, the heavens and the earth changed greatly, turning into a sea of flames, and the drought fish summoned one flame star after another, and slaughtered towards Tang Mo Town.

The flames were like small burning suns, releasing terrifying temperatures.

This space has completely turned into a furnace, and every inch of land has been reduced to nothing, and not a single inch of grass has grown.

Tang Mo recited the Buddha's name lightly, stood horizontally in the void, clenched his fists, and directly shattered the flame stars one by one.

He was bathed in flames, and with the help of this flame, he continued to grow stronger, and he looked more and more divine, with an otherworldly demeanor, as if he would feather and fly away at any moment.

Seeing Tang Mo's appearance, he became even more ferocious, and slammed into him fiercely.

The two horns on the head of the drought fish turned into two heavenly knives, and slashed at Tang Mo viciously.

His speed was as fast as lightning, almost instantaneous, making it difficult for Tang Mo to dodge at all, like lightning, splitting the void.

Tang Mo retreated sideways, if he was turned into two corners, he might be cut in half directly.

Even if his physical body was strong, he did not dare to face this kind of collision.

Tang Mo stepped on top of the Nine Heavens, stretched out a cave sky, and his jade palm waved down from the top of the Nine Heavens.

The primordial divine palm, the four are empty.

The will of dead silence filled the space, and in an instant, all things were reincarnated and extinguished, and the palm of everything was empty pressed on the body of the drought.

The armor on the Drought Fish flickered with sparks, and his defense was so amazing that it actually resisted the Primal Divine Palm.

Oh!

The drought was not injured, but it still screamed in pain, and became even more frenzied, and from its body, flames poured out one after another, piercing through this void.

He became a moving source of the sun, and wherever he went, a flame erupted.

Boom! Boom!

A total of ninety-nine eighty-one pillars of fire appeared in the void, imprisoning Tang Mo, and these pillars of flame turned into fire dragons and rushed towards Tang Mo.

At this time, Tang Mo finally knew the difficulty of this drought fish, and he couldn't move it, thinking that the attack would only anger this terrible beast.

Tang Mo scolded, and said, "Wuchao Zen Master, this time, the poor monk has written it down! Sooner or later, he will do it again!"

The heat wave blew Tang Mo's robe into a wild dance, and his face was a little more cold.

His palm glowed, his left hand was the palm, and his right hand turned into a knife, a knife, a palm, almost at the same time, and the entire heavens were obscured.

The breath was leisurely, and a golden body appeared behind him, suppressing everything.

Ninety-nine eighty-one fire dragons were cut off at the same time, screaming in the void, turning into nourishment for Tang Mo to strengthen his body.

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, creation is work, yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper!

Tang Mo chanted, his pupils were like magic lamps, his body trembled, and terrifying fluctuations sounded.

Oh!

The drought breath lightly, in the void, condensed into an eye of the sun, the eye of the sun condensed the terrifying power, the divine rainbow through the sun, taking advantage of Tang Mo's opportunity to subdue those fire dragons, towards his chest, hateful attack on the past.

Tang Mo only felt that his heart was held by an invisible hand, and it would shatter at any time.

At this time, his Nine Transformations Xuangong had already reached a bottleneck, and unless he made another breakthrough, it would be impossible for him to absorb the power of these drought.

The Primordial Divine Palm, I am the only one!

The golden body stood in its own right, and this palm came first, blocking in front of Tang Mo's body.

Under the ground, I am the only one!

Tang Mo crossed the sky with one palm, pinching and exploding the eye of the sun, and the Dao Dao light rain withered down, filling the void.

Regardless of it, the drought fish rushed towards Tang Mo to kill.

It used different divine channel methods to fight Tang Mo, and the power of the scorching fire was perfected by him, which posed a great threat to Tang Mo.

The heavens and the earth rolled, the chaos collapsed, and the aftermath of their fight made the land begin to rise and fall.

Tang Mo retreated violently, looked at the crazy drought, and said softly, "That's it, the poor monk is not in the mood, and he will continue to waste time with you!"

Fighting with a fierce beast like the Drought Fish has no benefit at all, the defense is extremely strong, and it can't get emotional points.

Such a battle is too cost-effective for Tang Mo!

Five Finger Mountain appeared in Tang Mo's hand, and the Five Finger Mountain was thrown out by him, slowly growing larger in the void, and directly suppressed towards the Drought Fish.

Wuzhi Mountain looks thicker and heavier, as if it has a mysterious Taoist rhyme.

From the Wuzhi Mountain, a sea of thunder poured out, and hundreds of millions of lightning bolts were intertwined, enveloping the high heavens, covering all directions, and the horror was boundless.

The incomparable power, with a brutal force, directly suppressed the body of the drought fish.

The drought was suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain, and it was still unruly and constantly impacting.

Whoa!

The constant roar of the drought fish, the terrifying sound, directly turned into sound waves, transformed into killing, and enveloped Tang Mo.

Tang Mo was also annoyed, where did he think that the drought had been suppressed by Wuzhi Mountain, and there was such a difficult means.

Wuzhi Mountain suppressed the drought fish fiercely, but Tang Mo bullied himself, rode on the drought fish, clenched his fist, and smashed it down fiercely.

Underneath him, the marl roared and slammed into the ground, trying to shake him off.

But Tang Mo held on to it, he was ruthless, and he wanted to teach this drought a hard lesson.

Punch after punch, the darthur that smashed straight into the head was dizzy, and the dartle under him, the roar gradually became inaudible.

Tang Mo smashed down with another punch, but he felt a little different.

A black mist enveloped his body, and the marls beneath him seemed to have undergone some kind of mutation.

He felt the temperature of his palm, why was it so soft?

His heart chuckled, and he looked underneath him.

What about the drought? How did the drought?

The blue-faced fanged monster vanished, replaced by a woman beneath him.