A year ago, Ye Mo obtained Yin Jiuchen's divine ape Nine Transformation Power. This magical power completely replaced the "Thousand Changes of Faces", but it is more magical than the latter. No matter what it changes, it is not just a illusion package, but
It is not an exaggeration to actually become that thing.
With such supernatural powers, Ye Mo's heart also beat anxiously.
If he was not so anxious to make a breakthrough in normal times, but now it is an extraordinary moment and cannot prove his qualifications. How can he get the recognition of the Huangfu family?
So, under Ye Mo's careful planning, Yin Jiuchen became himself, and he appeared at the home of Huangmu God Yuhao with another face. With the relationship between Huangfu Qiuyu and Huangfu Feiniu, he got an identity certificate.
After that, Ye Mo changed his appearance, put on his mask, and began to take on tasks in the Merit Hall to sharpen himself. Therefore, there was an additional mysterious golden-faced man with amazing combat power in the Beiming Immortal Cultivation World.
In order to cover up his identity, Ye Mo even wanted Yin Jiuchen's powerful stick magic skills to show his powerful body and stick magic.
It is precisely because of such careful concealment that Ye Mo has never been discovered in a year.
As early as after Yin Jiuchen transformed his bloodline, his cultivation level broke through from the seventh level of the Nascent Soul to the eighth level of the Nascent Soul. After some hardship and devouring, his cultivation level rose rapidly. So, more than two months ago, Ye Mo
Another breakthrough was made and promoted to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul.
Although this speed is not as good as the Blood Demon, Ye Mo is very satisfied.
Ye Mo didn't want to take on this mission, but this was a mission issued by the Tiancheng Alliance. The rewarded spiritual materials are Yuan Shengguo, who was born in the underworld. The grade reaches the thirteenth level, which is not precious, but it is absolutely rare.
This fruit is born in the Netherworld, absorbing dead energy and growing. It has extremely powerful poison. It may not be enough for spiritual materials, but as a poisonous substance, it is more than enough. Even if the venerable monk in the early stage of the transformation of God is to be slaughtered.
This fruit alone cannot attract the Xuan King hunters with strong cultivation, so there are other spiritual materials as a foil. Even so, there are very few monks who are willing to take action.
Ye Mo just happened to know from A Li that the Nether Spirit Grass can be refined into a rare elixir with this Yuanyou Fruit. If you are lucky, it will stimulate the vitality in the Nether Spirit Grass and you will be able to refine a big increase.
The great elixir of longevity.
Ye Moke was worried that there was no good birthday gift to Huangfu Yan's grandmother, so how could he miss such an opportunity? So he took on this task.
Unexpectedly, the people of the Tiancheng Alliance were so shameless, but they had no faith in completing the mission, and instead had to force themselves to board the pirate ship.
What Ye Mo didn't expect was that before he came, he had checked the information of the middle-aged man in blue shirt. This person has good qualifications, but that's all. The ninth level of the Nascent Soul is already at its limit. Now, he actually looked at it.
Become the God-Transforming Venerable!
If only physical means and stick methods are used, Ye Mo is really not a match for this person. Fortunately, he is hiding his identity and most of the methods are useless.
Especially the eight-type flying swords, now all eight flying swords have been refined into small magical magic weapons, and the eight-type collection is gathered. The magical powers that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace rampant in the immortal cultivation world are no joke!
With a wave of "Hu", a swaying green lotus appeared under Ye Mo's feet. "Tianxu Sword Intention" and "Holy Jin Mingdong" all blessed on the eight-series small magical flying sword.
In an instant, the eight-type small magical power flying sword shone brightly, and its spirit surged into the sky, making people extremely imposing. Eight demon spirits appeared on the sword, majestic and majestic.
"go!"
Ye Mo raised his hand and pointed, the eight-type small magical flying sword was like eight wild dragons, twisting and winding, roaring and rushing away.
The golden flying sword is bright and the strange light destroys everything; the wooden flying sword is bright red like blood, and the blood mist is shrouded in blood. A Buddha sits cross-legged, a real dragon is entangled, and the blood-eyed eyes are terrifying; the water flying sword is blue,
A mini golden-eyed water ape roared and turned the tide; the fire-type flying sword lingered in flames, rushing, the Vermilion Bird's divine fire burned wildly, and the red divine bird fought against the sky; the earth-type flying sword only had a faint layer of earth-yellow. The colored glow light
;The wind-type flying sword is as bright as a knife, the green phoenix is long and the blade of space is dancing; the ice-type flying sword is as thin as paper, a snow-colored translucent mini octopus dancing on it, the snowflakes stir, the void is twisted; the thunder-type
The flying sword burst into purple lightning, and the lightning surged into the sky.
The eight-type small magical powers were distributed into sword formations and strangled, with amazing momentum, and the bursting spiritual pressure was even more terrifying. When the middle-aged man in blue shirt saw this scene, the corners of his eyes were also pounding sharply, and he felt a vague feeling, if he didn't
Dodge, even if he is the body of a venerable, he may not be able to get it.
But... I only have this day's venerable. After a day, I will be defeated back to my original form, even worse than before. During this period, I will be bullied by a Nascent Soul cultivator?
Why!
The middle-aged man in blue shirt thought of this and looked fierce and shouted angrily: "My younger generation, I don't know what it means, let you see the Venerable's supernatural powers!"
Great magical magic - Qingfengwu!
The middle-aged man in blue raised his hand and a jasper bone fan appeared in his hand. His eyes suddenly condensed, and he waved his hand in the air!
The bone fan rolled up an extremely strong wind in the sky, and dozens of black shadows flashed and slammed down, but there was no strong wind around the shadows.
Below, Ye Mo looked at it and found that it was actually a space crack. The void slash emitted by the wind-type spell. The black shadow was nothing else, but the hole that was torn apart by the wind-type space blade!
The Eight-Series Small Magical Flying Sword quickly encountered the sweeping wind, and a large green airflow exploded in the sky. The Eight-Series Flying Sword moved like a dragon in the sky, moving forward without moving forward, but was shaking continuously by the void blade.
"Zheng!"
Eight swords sounded and eight flying swords spewed out extremely sharp sword lights, which were hundreds of feet long, sweeping through the air.
In a flash, hundreds of attacks occurred, and the boundless green airflow exploded, blew away like a wind storm.
With a fierce impact, the eight-line flying sword rolled back, and the middle-aged man in blue shirt also tilted his body and his face was shocked.
"you……"
The middle-aged man in blue shirt stared at Ye Mo with cold eyes, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.
“Honor…”
Ye Mo smiled lightly and shook his head. To the middle-aged man in blue shirt, he seemed so ridiculous.
"Sir, look for death!"
The middle-aged man in blue shirt was extremely frustrated, and his face turned red.
As an old Nascent Soul cultivator, his cultivation and combat power are naturally not bad. However, after his cultivation and cultivation have been improved to the God Transformation Stage through elixirs and secret techniques, his combat power appears very weak, especially his half-baked magical powers are still used.
Spells, the magic weapon in his hand is also of a small level of magical power. It can be said that his combat power is even weaker than average.
Even so, he still couldn't stand a Nascent Soul Stage junior mocking him!
"Reverse Qi Jue!"
The middle-aged man in blue shirt was hesitant at first, but after thinking about something, he became firm and raised his hand to start crafting magic tricks.
In the distance, Ye Mo saw the middle-aged man in green clothes in this posture, and without thinking, he used the Qingxuan Luan Feather Sword. A pale waterfall shot out, and the speed was extremely fast, making people unable to react.
The moonlight was imprinted on the middle-aged man in blue shirt, which made him stunned. Then he remembered Ye Mo's Yuehua magic and subconsciously condensed his magic power to protect him.
"when!"
With a trembling sound, the shield was broken in an instant, and the Qingxuan Luan Feather Sword pierced hard on the middle-aged man in green clothes, and it made a shock sound of metal and iron attack.
"Protective tool?"
Ye Mo exclaimed lightly, and while he was surprised, the second sword had been slashed out.
"hateful!"
The middle-aged man in green clothes quickly patted the storage bag, grabbed a few rays of lights and sacrificed it to Ye Mo. Then he raised his hand and slashed in the void, as if he had torn the void apart, and his body entered it in one step, the next moment
, he walked out dozens of miles away.
In a blink of an eye, several magic weapons were suppressed, and Ye Mo took them back to the storage bag, with a serious look: "This person not only has the cultivation level of the Venerable, but also the unique ability to travel across the air. What kind of pill is it?
Can you elevate a person to the level of Venerable in a short time?”
The middle-aged man in green clothes escaped to a safe distance and felt relieved. Then he set up several restrictions around him, several puppets, and began to prepare the "Reverse Qi Jue" again.
"If you are a monk for dozens of miles apart, you really can't do anything to you. Unfortunately, you meet yourself. At worst, you can fight the Yuehua you have accumulated over the past two years and you will also kill you."
Ye Mo looked coldly at the middle-aged man in blue shirt in the distance, waved his sword without saying a word, and then another pale moon waterfall as pale as snow rushed out.
Yuehua was extremely fast and arrived almost instantly, and the next moment, Ye Mo's figure also disappeared.
"not good!"
The middle-aged man in green clothes was preparing, but he could not defend against Yuehua Waterfall. Cold sweat was flowing down his forehead.
Before he could react, a long sound of breaking through the air sounded. In an instant, a vast ray of killing shone through the air, robbing the vision of the middle-aged man in blue shirt. In the dark "view", only
A beautiful bright moon slowly rises and blooms with its ultimate glory.
"when!"
Another loud shock sounded, and it was the magic weapon armor of the middle-aged man in blue that automatically protected the master to form a shield, blocking him a blow.
Ye Mo said lightly without any rush: "Look at how many times you can block it!"
The eight-type flying sword broke through the air, and the floating light rushed through the phantom, causing the shield to tremble. In addition, Ye Mo even used "The Immortal Destroyer" and slapped the shield one by one.
The middle-aged man in blue shirt quickly recovered his vision. The scene in front of him made him extremely frightened and wanted to escape, but found that he could not escape at all. This son's moon magic was too weird, and he might not be able to escape.
.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man in green clothes was even more sad and angry. He was a venerable, but he was forced to this point by a young monk who had emerged from some corner.
"Junior! Don't force me, otherwise everyone will die together."
The fact made the middle-aged man in blue shirt helpless. Seeing that the guard became increasingly unstable, he hurriedly spoke and threatened.
The answer to him was Ye Mo's silence, which made him feel even more desperate.
"Bang!"
The shield was finally broken, and almost instantly, the middle-aged man in blue saw a light and elegant sword light attacking.
"Since you want me to die, then let's die together!"
The middle-aged man in green roared in grief and anger. He opened his hands and hugged Ye Mo, trying to pull Ye Mo to die together.
"Puff!"
As the thousand troops fired, two flying swords quickly fell down, cutting off the middle-aged man's arms in the blue shirt, while Ye Mo's figure quickly floated backwards, the void broke like a painting, but inside it was
Another world...
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