Mo Xian borrowed the laurel branch to draw the land into the river, this kind of great magic power to change the landform was not enough in the outside world, and in the cave, with the help of the laurel branch, it was barely used. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The laurel branch burned like a fire, turning into ashes in a blink of an eye, Mo Xian knew that this was the laurel branch resisting the backlash of heaven and earth, and the Taiyin qi contained in the laurel could not be resisted, if there was no laurel branch, Mo Xian would not be able to use it at all, even if he barely used it, it was estimated that he would be seriously injured.

Even with the laurel branch in his hand, Mo Xian's mana bottomed out all of a sudden, it seems that he is not at all sure about resisting the dark blood fierce bull on his own, so what should he do?

When the great danger came, Mo Xian's heart calmed down, since he was inferior to the other party in terms of mana, and inferior to the other party in terms of realm, the only advantage was that he entered the center one step in advance, and he could not be defeated, so he outwitted him.

Between heaven and earth, but the two qi of yin and yang, now the dark blood fierce bull temporarily fell into the river, but the river is illusory after all, and he can't control him for a long time, the god cultivator has mastered at least one law, and he will quickly see through the illusion.

Mo Xian reluctantly mobilized a wisp of mana, took out a chess piece from his body, black and white, with the help of this wisp of mana, sprinkled into the space, yin and yang homeopathic wonderful, it is not to trap the enemy, but to use the innate easy number, interrupt the luck of the dark blood bull, the force is small and the effect is macro, with the help of yin and yang black and white chess pieces, the evolution of yin and yang, fit the coming person, where he is not paying attention, slightly pushed, his fate is magnified step by step, and becomes unrecognizable.

This is no longer a problem of mana, in this world, mana is just one of the many magical powers, and Mo Xian uses a wisp of mana as a guide, the innate number of evolutions Yin *** has nothing to do with mana, but it needs a deep understanding of the Book of Changes, under the current circumstances, Mo Xian can only use the evolution of the Book of Changes, when this way to the depths of the depths, it is applied casually, moisturizing things silently, but the effect is incomparably grand.

This is a project that consumes a lot of spiritual power, Mo Xian's own spiritual power is much stronger than that of ordinary monsters, even if he is an incarnation, when he applied the six-character Daming mantra before, he got a large amount of pure spiritual power, and the spiritual power in these evil qi was originally very paranoid, so as to strengthen himself, and was turned away by Mo Xian, and the spiritual power was automatically integrated into Mo Xian's spirit, therefore, his spiritual power surpassed the demon king present.

It is such a spiritual power, Mo Xian after a few rounds, he also felt drowsy, he saw that the number of congenital has changed temporarily, the trajectory of fate has deviated from him, he raised his head, looked at the round of bright moon, before, he did not move the idea of that round of bright moon, because the Taiyin mirror is the treasure here, to fit with the body, Mo Xian will be trapped in it, the length of time depends on whether Mo Xian can get out, as short as three or five years, if it is long, I am afraid it will reach nine hundred and eighty-one years.

Now in the face of a strong enemy, he remembered the Taiyin Mirror, he learned from the inheritance of the Taiyin Sect that this is a treasure, imitating the moon in the fairy world, the power of Taiyin is incredibly strong, and it contains a little yang essence, it is precisely because of this yang essence that Mo Xian can fit in the Taiyin Mirror.

He is proficient in Yi Li, which is passed down by the deity, so he used a chess piece to turn into yin and yang to promote fate, thus disrupting fate, but the other party is a god monk after all, and the god monk has comprehended the law, he can only be blinded for a while, and sooner or later he will be noticed, once he wakes up, Mo Xian's second crisis will break out, and then use a similar method, I am afraid it may not be effective, the other party is a god monk, naturally extremely smart, and the effect of the same method is much worse for the second time.

There is another way, Mo Xian will escape now, if he can't escape, it is still five or five, and Mo Xian is reluctant to give up the fat to his mouth, so he decided to take a risk, that is, to fail, at most lose one incarnation, but if he succeeds, then the relics of the entire Taiyin Sect are his, although it is a ruin, for Mo Xian, it can be regarded as a huge resource.

Thinking of this, he slapped the throne with his hand, and the throne rose into the air and soared into the sky.

The dark blood fierce bull was planted in the river, the river water was biting, and a cold air only drilled into his body, and at the same time, the water had a strange pressure, blocking all its pores, and the outside world could not receive it at all, this is the water of Taiyin, and even the true fire of Samadhi will be extinguished in it, but unfortunately, it is only the water of Taiyin, not the water of Taiyin.

If an ordinary creature accidentally gets a drop, it will quickly cool down all over the body, if it is Taiyin to water, the outside of the body is fine, and the inside is probably a piece of ice, and the Qi of Taiyin purifies everything, and it is all gone.

But it is the water of Taiyin, Mo Xian's skills are insufficient, and he is reluctant to do it, and the laurel branches are turned into ashes, but he can't hurt the dark-blooded bull at all, and the dark-blooded bull is planted in the water, and the water is just about to play a role, and a layer of light curtain appears on the surface of the bull's body, and then a large number of talismans appear, making him completely lose contact with the water.

Although he couldn't feel the aura between heaven and earth, it didn't prevent him from roaring, his body grew violently, like heaven and earth once again, his hand shook, the stick became bigger, a stick swept out, a whirlpool appeared in the middle of the river, he jumped up, his body was huge, and he was extremely light, and the person had taken off and jumped to the opposite bank.

But unexpectedly, fate was pushed by Mo Xian, just a little offset, but this was enough, his feet slipped, a piece of soil on the bank collapsed, fell into the river, but he fell into the river again when he went ashore, the river flow was just a whirlpool, without vigilance, and was swept far away from the shore, he made a gray face, he couldn't figure it out, he obviously went ashore, but unlucky to meet the riverbank collapse.

It fell into the water, and this water is not ordinary water. It is the water of Taiyin, although the dark blood fierce bull is not afraid of this kind of water, but the body is very uncomfortable, and it cannot be soaked in water for a long time, relying on a layer of dark light outside the body, countless talismans are writhing, there is no problem for the time being, but the creatures in it are separated from the outside world by this water, and they can't absorb the aura, and it all depends on their physical fitness.

He stabbed straight up again, the stick stabbed, the body followed closely behind the stick, and once again the river water broke away, fell to the ground, but the ground was dusty all of a sudden, the ground was like a desert, he was stunned, and involuntarily stopped the iron rod in his hand, as if he had entered the dust and sand again, but it was not the sand of Mo Xian, but the dust.

He felt as if he was haunted by bad luck, and had suffered several times, this time he learned to be obedient, and did not jump up recklessly, but waited for the dust and sand to fall before he acted, he saw a palace in front of him, and below it was a white jade step, a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, every twenty-seven steps, was a small platform.

As soon as he lifted his foot, he didn't fall, but retracted it, his eyes fixed on the steps, and he found the runes. (To be continued.) )