Mojiu roared angrily, raised his hand, and a ray of invisible force flew out, circling around the "Red Flame Grass" in the center of the "Holy Spring". A piece of gorgeous petals suddenly flew up, and appeared in the air.
"Red Flame Grass" flutters lightly in the sky, seeming to be reluctant to leave its body.
Mojiu waved his hand towards the void, and the petals seemed to be summoned by some kind of call. Like an arrow from the string, they shot towards Mojiu. Mojiu took the petals in his hand and examined them carefully. His eyes were full of enthusiasm and reluctance.
, but then he gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, bit the petal, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.
Su Nan did not take action to stop him, but just stared at Mojiu intently, as if he also wanted to see the effect of "Red Flame Grass". For most Jiangtou masters, the magical effect of "Red Flame Grass" in bringing back the dead is nothing more than
It is just a rumor, and no one knows how effective it really is.
As soon as Mojiu swallowed the petals of the "Red Flame Grass", his original blood-red skin color quickly faded and turned dark again. The blood-red little man struggling desperately in his body, restless, was instantly suppressed and merged, and there was no movement at all.
Seeing all this, Ji Qingsha sighed softly and whispered: "Master Sunan, you should stop him. The Mojiu now is no longer the Mojiu before."
Su Nan's expression changed, and the pupils of his eyes suddenly shrank.
Ji Qingsha only vaguely sensed that Mojiu's aura was very different from before. They were both great head-lowering masters, and Sunan's sense in this aspect was much sharper.
"You...really became a half-ghost?"
Looking at Mojiu not far away, Sunan had an expression of disbelief on his face.
The power of his spiritual thoughts swept over, and he sensed the gloomy ghost aura on Mojiu's body. It was not the aura that cultivated the ghosts. Instead, this kind of aura clearly came from Mojiu's body. Sunan had never experienced it before.
This feeling.
"Ha ha……"
Mojiu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. He didn't care about the miserable howl coming out of the maze again.
"Su Nan, you didn't realize it until now. Don't you think it's too late?"
Sunan couldn't help but take a step back.
The Mojiu in front of him was far more powerful than half a month ago. Even Su Nan felt unfathomable when facing him. Especially the vague aura of his whole body made Su Nan even more...
Nan was shocked.
According to rumors, after practicing the "Descending of Heavenly Ghosts", a head-dropping master can achieve a half-human, half-spiritual body, which allows the body to transform between reality and reality at any time. With this skill, one can almost become immortal. Many
Attacks are ineffective against him. No wonder Su Nan just released his trump card - blasting insects that have been secretly refined for many years, but it did no harm to Mojiu.
Exploding bugs are only effective against flesh and blood bodies. Once contaminated, the consequences will be endless. However, it has little effect on the body of ghosts. The head-lowering technique carried by the blasting bugs cannot cause much harm to ghosts.
"Su Nan, I have told you a long time ago that the supreme magic passed down by the 'Great Heavenly King Lazardri' is mysterious and mysterious. It is not something you can understand. Now, do you believe it?"
Mojiu could no longer suppress the pride in his chest and said with a smile.
"Heavenly Ghost Descendants" has been circulated in the Danman Kingdom for so many years. Except for the legendary "Sky Ghost King" Lazardri, no one among the thousands of demon masters can practice it, and no one can even try.
Now that Mojiu is finally in sight, he will become the true "number one master of surrender" in thousands of years after Lazardri. Why can't people be so proud that they can't help but show off?
Sunan is really a good person to show off to.
Just like a real rich, handsome man, he would never show off to his girlfriend. The only person he can show off to is another rich, handsome man.
Mojiu never killed Ji Qingsha, but let her watch. It was this mentality of showing off that was at work.
Su Nan immediately calmed down and sneered: "Mojiu, it's only halfway through, and it's still very early before the completion of the 'Descending Ghosts'. Don't you think it's too early for you to be complacent now?"
"Really? Su Nan, you know, the biggest problem is that you like to talk harshly and won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Now, I can give you another chance. As long as you turn around immediately and kill Xiao Fan, I will treat you as
You are one of your own, and you will no longer pursue everything in the past. Otherwise, today will be your death day!"
Mojiu lowered his face and said word by word.
Sunan couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head as he laughed, as if wondering why Mojiu had such an idea.
"Kill Xiao Fan? Mojiu, are you kidding? Do you think I have gone through all the trouble to come here just to listen to your jokes? Moreover, who do you think Mr. Xiao is? You think anyone can do it?
Can you deal with him?"
Mojiu's cheek twitched a few times, and a flash of pain quickly flashed in his eyes.
Ji Qingsha suddenly said: "Master Sunan, don't be fooled by his appearance, he is injured. The little bug you released just now hurt him!"
"Shut up!"
Mojiu shouted angrily, raised his hand, and a ball of green light turned into a butterfly and shot towards Ji Qingsha.
Ji Qingsha's whole body was sealed with energy and magic, and she had no resistance at all. She could only watch the green butterfly stick to her body, and instantly penetrated through the thin gauze. Her chest felt slightly cold, and then she felt a strange feeling.
The itch spread all over the body in an instant. Even though Mr. Ji was always very elegant, he couldn't help but let out a muffled "hum", biting his gorgeous red lips tightly, and fine beads of sweat poured out from his forehead.
Su Nan raised his hand, and a bowl-shaped magic weapon emerged. At the moment when Mojiu was distracted by Ji Qingsha's attack, the bowl rose into the wind and flew over the "Holy Spring". Once the bowl-like magic weapon was sacrificed,
When it rises, it immediately emits an extremely powerful suction force, and the huge life essence of the "Red Flame Grass" flies towards the alms bowl one after another.
"dare!"
Mojiu roared, raised his robe sleeves, and a two-foot-long giant centipede flew out, crossed the "holy spring", and rushed towards the alms bowl. He opened his big mouth and spurted out a mouthful of venom, with two sharp fangs.
Under the cold moonlight, a deadly cold light shines.
At the same time, Mojiu moved his feet, opened his arms wide, and flew up, like an eagle pouncing on food, and rushed towards Sunan head-on. The muscles on his face were twitching, and there was a ferocious look on his face.
Sunan didn't dare to neglect. A black sword wheel flew out of the sleeves of his robe, flying in the air. He squeezed the formula with his left hand across his chest, and raised his right hand continuously. He poured mana into the sword wheel. The sword wheel spun faster and faster.
It transformed into streams of black mist, forming a medium-sized black vortex in mid-air, lying in front of Mojiu.
"call--"
Mojiu clapped his palm, and the wind roared suddenly.
The whirlpool of black mist transformed by the sword wheel dissipated immediately without any resistance.
Sunan did not hesitate to fight. As soon as the sword wheel was launched, his feet were like clouds and flowing water. He retreated towards the direction of the maze like flying. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and made a move. The bowl flying towards the "Red Flame Grass" paused and shot back at a very fast speed.
It was back in Sunan's hands in an instant.
The giant centipede bit into the empty space.
Sunan didn't stop for a moment until he retreated to the exit of the maze, then stopped and looked at Mojiu.
Mojiu unfolded his robe sleeves and fell from the air. His expression was gloomy, and the muscles on his face twitched again. This place was already outside the stone array. As soon as he left the stone array, Mojiu immediately felt the blood surge in his body. He had already been
The suppressed ghosts seem to be ready to move again.
Mojiu knew in his heart that such a short period of time was not enough to truly integrate those ghosts and souls. Even if the "Red Flame Grass" provided a steady stream of life essence, it would only make his body more vibrant.
Enough ability to forcibly suppress and swallow the souls of ghosts wholeheartedly. If you really want to completely integrate, you have to stay in the stone formation for a long time without being disturbed by any external force, slowly exercise the skills, and "digest" bit by bit.
Just drop it.
But Sunan obviously didn't intend for him to be so "leisurely".
Seeing that Mojiu was not chasing him, Su Nan smiled and said calmly: "Master, can't you leave that stone formation too far? I know that 'Heavenly Ghost Descend' is not that easy to practice. Even if the two of us spend it,
Got it!"
It seems that Sunan has made up his mind and will never fight Mojiu head-on. As soon as Mojiu returns to the stone formation and prepares to continue practicing "Heavenly Ghost Descendance", Sunan will come over to cause trouble. Once Mojiu is angry, he wants to
If he wanted to take his life, Sunan immediately stayed away to avoid his sharp edge.
This is called: when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy is stationed, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue.
The guerrilla tactics used by a certain great man back then were truly a "truth" applicable to everyone!
Mojiu glared at him fiercely, gritted his teeth secretly, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, gathered energy in his left palm and turned it into a knife, and swiped lightly, and blood suddenly gushed out from the tip of his index finger. Mojiu turned around, and saw the giant figure behind him.
A strange pattern was quickly drawn on the stone pillar. With a flash of red light, the bloody strange pattern disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had been swallowed clean by the stone pillar.
Mojiu raised the sleeves of his robe, flew up, and circled around the stone formation. Blood continuously poured out from the index finger of his right hand, and strange patterns like spells were engraved on the stone pillars one by one.
A strong smell of blood gradually spread.
When the last talisman pattern was absorbed and swallowed by the stone pillars, the twelve stone pillars suddenly made a "buzzing" sound, which was very low but clearly audible. The naked men and women carved on the stone pillars had traces of hair floating on their bodies.
The blood gradually emitted a blood-red light, connecting with each other. In an instant, the entire stone formation was shrouded in a thin layer of blood mist, and the blood-red light curtain was looming.
Mojiu slowly returned to the white jade sculpture opposite Ji Qingsha, sat down cross-legged, adjusted her breath, closed her eyes slightly, and never looked at Sunan again, as if such a person did not exist at all.
"Blood shadow descends..."
Su Nan stared at the looming blood-colored light curtain and murmured, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
In a sense, "Blood Shadow Drop" is actually the same as self-destruction. It is a head-dropping technique that damages both sides. The head-dropping master will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary. Now Mojiu uses "Blood Shadow Drop" to completely destroy the stone formation.
Shrouded, if Sunan wants to enter the stone formation to attack Mojiu, he must pass through the barrier formed by "Blood Shadow Falling".
In other words, before attacking Mojiu, Sunan will be knocked down first.
Of course, as a result, Mojiu himself will suffer a great loss of vitality. However, there is a "Red Flame Grass" behind him. Some of the lost vitality can be replenished in time. Even if it cannot be fully compensated in an instant, at least it will not be enough.