Chapter 37: Ten Thousand Years of Grievances Now (3)
I'm sorry, I went to try on the dress today, I can only have one more chapter, sorry!!
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Mo Xuan slowly approached the Haotian Mirror with the ball of fire in his hand.
In the past hundred years, although he has not practiced the Haotian Mirror, but in the magic circle, he has studied this treasure countless times, although he cannot be said to know his principles well, but he also knows a little bit about it, plus the new method of refining, under the contrast between the two, Mo Xuan is sure to refine this Haotian Mirror into a hand alternative magic weapon that satisfies him.
Countless mystical runes flew up from the Haotian Mirror under the stimulation of Mo Xuanli's fire.
From the perspective of magic weapons, the Haotian Mirror is definitely a poorly manufactured thing, and the reason why it is so powerful is entirely due to its material and the runes on it.
In fact, this Haotian Mirror is just these two things.
The main body of the Haotian Mirror is the phantom glass.
Born in chaos and out with heaven and earth, it can be said that it is a substance similar to a fluid produced after the fusion of the first wisp of clear air and turbidity between heaven and earth, and it itself has an indestructible surname.
And the runes on it are spells carved out of ancient witch scripts, and they have only one function, which is to decompose, decompose all matter, and classify it into the most primitive form, which is the most primitive particle state in Mo Xuan's understanding.
When the two are added, there is an effect like Haotian Mirror.
But in Mo Xuan's opinion, the maker of this Haotian Mirror is really too irresponsible, and he got a chaotic treasure like Phantom Glass, so casually patted it with the palm of his hand, like a patty, and patted it into a circle, and added some charms, just do it, this Weiming is too tyrannical, and even a little more refining means are useless, until now, Mo Xuan even clearly folded the back of the Haotian Mirror to see the palm print of the maker at that time!
"The area of the mirror is too large, the power when decomposing matter is not very concentrated, when facing some special or huge objects, it is difficult to eliminate them in the shortest possible time, and it is too troublesome to use, you have to take it to your hand to shine it, if the speed in your hand is not enough, you may not be able to shine on the opponent, and the mana required to drive these spells is too high, even the mana at the peak of the earth realm cannot last much time, in a word, the use efficiency is too low!"
So, he needed to give this thing a different form of representation.
Mo Xuan has been in this world for so many years, and the things on the earth have gradually faded, and there are even many things that he can't remember, but some things are unforgettable.
And what makes Mo Xuan the most memorable is one of his girlfriends.
Of course, this girlfriend is naturally not the one who is similar to Chen Qian, the current head of the Huashan faction, but another one.
That was his last girlfriend, and the only girlfriend who still maintained a relationship with him before he crossed over, it was a woman who made him outrageous when he thought about it, but he was reluctant to leave, whether it was her figure, appearance or bed work, it made Mo Xuan's heart itch to think about it.
However, what made Mo Xuan forget the most was another thing.
As a doctor, this beautiful woman, every time she quarrels with Mo Xuan, she always rushes to her desk, takes out a scalpel from it and waves it in front of Mo Xuan.
"You can have a fart on your mouth, don't forget, I cut your foreskin, and the knife is still here, if you have the ability, you can cut it yourself!!"
At this time, Mo Xuan immediately became dumbfounded.
Facts speak louder than words!!
I knew this guy in my previous life because of circumcision, and now, alas!
Therefore, for Mo Xuan, the knife he was most impressed with was not a kitchen knife, not a machete, not a fruit knife, but a scalpel.
Probably no one knows better than him how sharp a scalpel is.
"Scalpels, not just for circumcision!" muttered to himself in a low voice with a hint of stumbling.
After three days
Mo Xuan, who was refreshed, came out of the magic array, only to find that the tens of thousands of demon soldiers who were originally in Yezhu Peak had all disappeared, and similarly, those heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals who surrounded Cuiyun Mountain had also disappeared.
This quiet face made Mo Xuan think that everything was over?
However, the truth is brutal.
When a gust of slaughtering wind blew by, with an unusual bloody aura, the blood-stained Bull Demon King walked slowly towards him from a distance.
"The second, third and fifth are fighting with the Twenty-Eight Nights, if you don't make a move, none of us can keep up with Nandou's speed!" he said lightly, with a hint of annoyance in his tone, "Be careful, Nandou is not easy to deal with!"
Mo Xuan raised his head as if he was aware of it and looked at the sky.
To the northeast of Yezhu Peak, about tens of thousands of kilometers of sky, several powerful and destructive light clusters flashed.
If you look closely, in addition to the Shituo King he has seen, there are two other people, one is a black and strong man, and the other is a handsome young man in gold, and the three of them are surrounded by twenty or thirty people, and the battle is in full swing.
I don't know if I don't see it, but I'm really shocked when I see it.
Those twenty or thirty besieging strange-shaped people thought to be the famous Twenty-Eight Nights.
Each of these guys actually has the strength of the pinnacle of the earth realm, and that Nandou.
Yes, it was Nandou, the handsome young man with a high crown of hair and a crimson robe, who just stood by coldly and watched, as if waiting for something.
When his gaze met Mo Xuan's, his gaze froze slightly.
"Mo Xuan!!"
The two words clearly reached Mo Xuan's ears, mixed with the cold air that seemed to come from the Nine Hells.
"You killed Beidou!"
A chill, a hint of murder.
With Nandou's voice, it instantly reached Mo Xuan's ears.
Instantaneous step, instantaneous step, faster than Beidou, faster than Beidou.
However, it is not as fast as Mo Xuan.
"You're not as fast as mine!" With incomparable confidence, Mo Xuan waved his fingers lightly, and his sharp fingertips slid towards Nandou's throat, "Instantaneous, I will too!"
"Really?!" Nandou smiled coldly, "Speed doesn't mean everything!"
A thin film of air appeared around Nandou, just like Mo Xuan encountered during the battle with Beidou.
Perhaps, the speed can't catch up with Mo Xuan, but using this airflow layer all over the body to block the opponent's attack can create enough reaction and dodge time, which is the only way to get rid of the speed disadvantage of the opponent in battle.
However, that's not the point.
"Among the new generation of youkai, you are considered the strongest, the problem is, these alone are not enough to kill Beidou, I am curious, what method did you use to kill Beidou!" Nandou said softly, "With this speed, it is not enough to kill a Heavenly Cultivator!"
"You'll know when you die!"
"It doesn't seem like you're qualified to say that right now!" was still a light voice without a trace of emotional fluctuations, but listening to it in his ears made him feel extremely cold.
Gently raising his fingertips, a bright point of light the size of a grain of rice burst out, and then exploded in an instant.
"Just let me see if you can escape in my realm of light!"
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