The sky is filled with dust and the heat is scorching. In the deserted desert, a fire dragon is erupting fireballs the size of millstones, taking advantage of the abundance in the desert.
Fire dragons danced, and flames rolled like waves.
Countless fireballs intertwined into a fire net, and they escaped from the dragnet.
It was dusk, and a group of sand beetles living underground in the desert appeared in groups on the sand surface and began to look for some food.
In the wilderness of deserted sand, there will never be a shortage of corpses of all kinds, and these are the favorites of sand beetles.[
But I didn't expect that when I went out for activities this time, I was met with a huge wave of fire.
Their bodies, which had endured high temperatures for a long time, were vaporized in the waves of fire.
They tried their best to escape, but were easily caught up and devoured by the fire dragon.
But there was only one black shadow, using the dim blue sword light, the sword divided the heaven and the earth, kept out the fire waves, and chopped the fire dragon into pieces again and again.
"Use all your magic power and show your power as much as possible." The shadow on the desert is a delicate young man, holding a sword of light. The sword's light is agile and peerless.
Sweat broke out on Lin Zhong's forehead. The fire dragon condensed by his magic could easily swallow the thick-shelled sand beetle that could withstand high temperatures, but it was so vulnerable to Mo Yi's sword.
Every time the fire dragon was shattered by Mo Yi's sword light, it caused a huge loss of his magic power.
There was a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, and the bones in his clasped hands made a crunching sound.
His lips moved lightly, chanting a difficult spell in an extremely slow and painful manner.
As he chanted the spells one by one, his mind was connected to the world, and a strong and violent element was pulsating around him.
Mo Yi finally smiled. Magic was different from Taoism. This method of cultivating Taoism that he had never seen before made Mo Yi a lot of curious.
But now, Lin Zhong, who was stimulated and went berserk, finally let Mo Yi feel a hint of the mystery of magic.
And it was this trace that made him figure out a lot.
Mo Yi, who has mastered the art of reincarnation, is as capable as anyone in the world at understanding the changes in energy between heaven and earth.
Mo Yi also began to mutter strange language, each word carrying a unique frequency.
Lin Zhong, who concentrated on summoning the Fire Dragon Technique across the ranks, fell into a coma the moment the crimson fire dragon appeared.
The sky and the earth roared with this crimson fire dragon, which was twice as big as it was. The fire dragon swooped down towards Mo Yi, opening its ferocious mouth, trying to engulf Mo Yi.
The approach of the fire dragon made the air suddenly hot, like being surrounded by volcanic lava.
Even steel will melt in such an environment.[
This fire dragon surpasses the previous one in terms of size and the power of fire it contains.
The fire dragon was getting closer and closer to Mo Yi. The strength of this fire dragon that had been summoned through leaps and bounds had reached the first level of the Heaven Realm.
Although it seems insignificant to Mo Yi, if Mo Yi continues to be so stupid at this moment, he will definitely be injured by being swallowed by the fire dragon.
Five hundred meters, three hundred meters, one hundred meters, when the fire dragon's tongue was already burning Mo Yi's face, the hair was curling and scorched, and the disfigurement was on the verge of being disfigured, Mo Yi's eyes suddenly brightened.
"Go ahead, proud rabbit."
A little white rabbit appeared out of thin air and jumped towards the crimson fire dragon.
It all seemed so funny. A snow-white and fragile little rabbit that was only one percent of the size of a crimson fire dragon actually charged towards such a ferocious and terrifying dragon.
This crimson fire dragon was unconscious, but it adhered to Lin Zhong's will before unconsciousness and attacked with Mo Yi as the enemy. No changes would change this action.
The snow-white and weak little white rabbit suddenly jumped into the huge mouth of the fire dragon spitting out waves of fire.
This high temperature can dissolve tempered iron, but it does not make this rabbit vaporize.
On the contrary, the rabbit that entered the body of the fire dragon was having fun, running around, jumping around, somersaulting and rolling, as if it had entered a playground.
But the strange thing is that wherever the snow-white rabbit passes, the fire element of the crimson fire dragon fades away.
When the crimson fire dragon descended on Mo Yi and put on a transparent spirit shield, it only collided with a few sparks and then dissipated.
The fire dragon, whose combat power was comparable to the first level of the Heaven Realm, disappeared in just a few breaths.
The snow-white and fragile rabbit appeared among the stars.
The originally snow-white fur has an extra layer of crimson, like wearing a red wedding dress, making it look charming and lovely.
The rabbit jumped into Mo Yi's arms. Mo Yi stretched out his hands to catch it. A burst of scorching heat came and the clothes he was wearing were roasted yellow.
Fortunately, Mo Yi has a lot of money, so the equipment he wears is top-notch. Even the outermost piece of clothing is woven with snowy silver wire and outlines super defensive spiritual patterns. Ordinary swords can never hurt him at all.
Even if Mo Yi stood still, ordinary earth-level masters would still be able to break through the defense in three to five hours.
However, such top-notch treasures were almost destroyed by the burning red wedding dress on this cute little rabbit.
This is the wedding dress that has absorbed most of the fire elements of the Crimson Fire Dragon. All condensed together, the heat energy is really terrifying.
Mo Yi looked at the little rabbit in his arms with satisfaction, summoned by his aura when he comprehended the fluctuations of the magic spell.[
This little rabbit is different from all the magical summoned beasts that Mo Yi has seen before. Those summoned beasts are just temporary entrustments of the magician's spiritual thoughts, and they themselves have no consciousness.
However, this little rabbit's eyes are quite clear, and he moves his eyes from time to time, seeming to be thinking.
This rabbit was also condensed from the law elements summoned by Mo Yi, but it was not a completely dead thing.
In any time and space, the laws of heaven are consistent.
As the saying goes, different paths lead to the same destination, the ultimate cultivation of any race will reach the same end point.
The path that a magician takes is completely different from the path of a monk.
Strong mental power is a prerequisite for becoming a magician.
The Taoism practiced by monks determines the achievements in life, while the spells controlled by magicians determine their strength.
Spells are the embodiment of the laws of heaven, and each spell is a small law. These are very much like the divine patterns on the Eight Divine Swords.
It's just that most of the basic magic spells are comparable to divine patterns.
The magician's mental power can summon this law of heaven by chanting a spell at a specific frequency, and then assisted by his own will, he can complete attack and defense.
In the final analysis, the most fundamental thing is still the law, but the methods of understanding and practicing are different.
Knowing this, Mo Yi began to create his own spell.
The monk's general trend is a different kind of spell, but the general trend cannot be transformed into a real elemental spirit.
Mo Yi's mental power is strong enough, and he has reached the pinnacle of understanding of general trends, and he also has a glimpse of magic spells.
He has been silently thinking about the spiritual object that impressed him the most, constantly gathering the water elements between heaven and earth, and then controlling them with the will of reincarnation.
At the last moment when the spiritual creature was born, he did not hesitate to send out a ray of spiritual thought to attach himself to the white rabbit.
Every ray of spiritual thought, once separated, can never be taken back, and will cause great harm to the monk's spirit.
At the beginning, Jiao Tong's bloody mind was like a tarsal maggot, chasing Mo Yi to the ends of the earth, allowing Mo Yi to escape.
A wisp of spiritual thought and a wisp of soul. This is the first time Mo Yi has separated his own spiritual thought.
After practicing the Dao Art that can tolerate all kinds of Qi in the world, and the Samsara Art that can transform the power of any law, Mo Yi's spiritual thoughts have already mutated to the point that he can't see clearly.
Mo Yi caressed the little white rabbit, feeling a blood connection in his heart.
This white rabbit was once a cute little creature that Mo Yi and his lover from Lan Tianjie raised together, and it was the sustenance of their longing.
The red wedding dress on the white rabbit is being absorbed and transformed little by little.
The white color on the little white rabbit's body is purer, and its eyes are more lively.
Holding it in my arms, it is extremely soft and light, but it looks like the real thing.
The characteristics of the Dao Code can automatically and quickly absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the Reincarnation Jue is eternal. Although they are not fully completed, the speed of the spiritual energy dissipation of this little white rabbit and its body are automatically affected by Mo Yi's spiritual thoughts.
The speed of the spiritual energy absorbed is almost the same, and it will not automatically dissipate after the attack is completed like the elemental spiritual objects summoned by other magicians.
After all, the magic of copycats always has many special features that are difficult for people to understand.
Especially such a high-end copycat is hard to understand.
Lin Zhong walked out of the darkness, opened his heavy eyelids, and felt no pain anywhere in his body.
This is the backlash of the overdraft of magic power. Fortunately, my mental power has been stimulated recently, which is a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, it would be difficult to support the completion of the Great Fire Dragon Technique.
Although he knew that even if he summoned the Fire Dragon Technique, he would be unable to defeat Mo Yi, but in order to gain a breath, even if it brought a little trouble to Mo Yi, that would still be a good thing.
However, what he saw when he opened his eyes still disappointed him.
Mo Yi's body was unscathed, and even his hair that had been scorched by the fire waves had long since recovered.
Lin Zhong took a large bag of high-grade spiritual stones thrown by Mo Yi.
Spirit stones are universal across the universe, but Lin Zhong's background is not enough, so Zhenfa is extravagant enough to use such high-level spirit stones to assist his cultivation.
Lin Zhong followed Mo Yi and continued walking in this deserted and silent area.
But every time he walked for a while, Lin Zhong couldn't help but look at Mo Yi's arms.
Where and why is there an extra little white rabbit inexplicably?
What's even more surprising is that the color of this little white rabbit is constantly changing.
The fur looked red at first, then gradually turned into light red after a few hours, and then turned completely white after a few more hours.
It is as white as clouds, and also like the snow of Tianshan Mountain, clean and holy.
Lin Zhong found that since he followed Mo Yi, everything he saw was beyond imagination.
It's not just because Mo Yi is a pervert himself. At a young age, he is even inferior to himself. He is able to arrogantly dominate the crowd and cut down the world with his sword. Even enemies who are completely invincible in his eyes cannot make this little pervert frown.
Now, Mo Yi has always been surrounded by a little white rabbit that can change colors, but this white rabbit always gives him a particularly weird feeling.