Green Plum Fairy Road

Looking at the fellow Daoist Zhang who was standing on a mountain and was about to provoke the Three Plagues, Mo He suddenly felt a little uneasy. This feeling was like the pressure he felt when he faced the Three Plagues.

"Weird, the last time I watched someone go through a disaster, the pressure did not seem to be that great. Could it be that the three plagues Zhang Daoyou faced today will be very severe, so it seems that Zhang Daoyou may be a little overwhelmed today! "Mo He thought to himself in his heart.

This is the second time in his true sense that he has watched people crossing the disaster. The last time he watched the former Sovereign of Qionghuazong crossing the disaster, although Mo He also felt some pressure, it was not as big as this time. This kind of restlessness I felt that compared to the time when I was overwhelmed by the disaster, the difference was not too far, which made Mo He feel a little worried about Daoyou Zhang who was preparing to overcome the disaster.

At this moment, the fellow Daoist Zhang who was standing on the top of the mountain began to release his breath, the spiritual power in his body was running at full force, and the earth-yellow light enveloped his body. Above his head, black clouds began to gather, and the sky gradually became light. Became dim.

Except for Mo He, the surrounding masters of the Pure Yang realm all became serious at this time, because they had already felt the kind of powerful pressure that the coming storm would bring to them.

"Something is wrong!" Mo He frowned slightly at this time, and he felt something was wrong.

The typhoon that was caused by Zhang Daoyou in front of him was indeed stronger than the former Sect Master of Qiong Huazong, but this kind of power should not make him feel uneasy.

Just when this thought came into Mo He's mind, the first wind disaster of that fellow Daoist Zhang had already begun. The pale white icy cold wind fell from the sky, and the wind carried patches of ice like blades, instantly making Daoist Zhang standing. The mountain peaks are covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Several experts in the Pure Yang realm, their attention has been completely attracted at this moment, and they are staring at the friend Zhang Daoyou in the cold wind. In their consciousness, they have begun to exchange their positions, imagining that they are under the wind disaster and how they should respond. .

This first wind disaster was the weakest, and it was not possible to win that fellow Zhang Daoist. For the next four consecutive wind disasters, that fellow Zhang Daoist dealt with very easily. After all, he was trained by the experience of Xue Lie, and he has the strength of cultivation. , Is not comparable to pure Yang masters waiting idle.

It wasn't until the sixth typhoon that Mo He realized that he was a little struggling, but with the help of the magic weapon on his body, he could deal with it without injury.

During the seventh storm, although he had dealt with the past without injury, he was already a little embarrassed at this time. The aura on the surface of the vestment he was wearing was already a little dim, and it was obvious that his power had been damaged.

The next eighth wind disaster directly damaged this vestment. Fortunately, he has other defensive magic weapons, so he won't lose his square inch.

However, at this time, Daoyou Zhang, who was under the disaster of the wind, felt very stressed in his heart, and even felt a little bad.

According to the current trend, under the ninth wind disaster, he will definitely be injured. Next, he will have to face the two disasters of fire and thunder, especially the most powerful lightning disaster in the end. It is really impossible to survive.

However, it is not when he is worried about the lightning disaster. What he has to do is to deal with the last wind disaster first, and then pass the test of the fire before he has time to think about the lightning disaster.

Just as he was preparing to deal with the last wind disaster, he found that the black cloud above his head was tumbling violently at this moment. In the blink of an eye, the volume increased several times, and the pressure reflected in it was also Increased several times therewith.

"How is it possible?" The sudden change made this fellow Zhang Daoist who was going through the disaster feel a little unbelievable for a moment, but then, a desperate mood rose in his heart.

The black cloud that had increased several times, the coercion revealed, made him feel suffocated in his breath, he already felt that he had reached the breath of death, and this level of wind disaster was not something he could resist.

At this moment, let alone this fellow Zhang, even the few pure-yang realm masters who watched the disaster from the side felt the huge pressure, and their expressions changed drastically at the same time.

Although the power of the eighth typhoon disaster was strong, it was still within the range of everyone's acceptance, but the power of the ninth typhoon disaster increased so much all at once, which completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Friend Mo Dao, was the power of the wind disaster so terrible when you were over the disaster?" Another master of the Pure Yang realm who knew Mo He looked at Mo He solemnly.

When he turned his head, he saw that Mo He also had the same dignified face, even showing a look of wariness on his face.

Mo He had already survived the three plagues, and he was absolutely certain that the wind disaster in front of him was simply abnormal, and the power of the ninth wind disaster had been raised to a somewhat terrifying level.

Combining the feeling that he was a little uneasy just now, Mo He took it seriously in his heart instantly, and was ready to withdraw at any time.

At this moment, a huge dragon's claw was protruding from the turning black cloud in the sky. This dragon's claw was about a hundred meters in diameter and was translucent, as if it was condensed by flowing wind.

Following the dragon's claw, a huge dragon head that was equally translucent came out from the black cloud and rushed downwards quickly.

This is the ninth wind disaster. At the moment when this translucent wind dragon appeared, the terrifying deterrence made everything below seem to be imprisoned by an invisible force at this moment, and the surrounding airflow seemed like a quagmire. Generally, it is difficult for people to move.

In the desperate eyes of that fellow Daoist Zhang, the huge wind dragon swooped down, and he tried his best to sacrifice all his magic weapons, trying to seize a glimmer of life in the near impossible.

Those masters of the Pure Yang realm next to them, all started to retreat with all their strength, including Mo He, everyone knew in their hearts that under such a powerful attack, the possibility that Fellow Zhang Daoist could block it was very slim, but it was out of the ordinary. An unexpected scene happened in the next moment.

Just when the giant wind dragon was about to pounce on his head, the giant wind dragon suddenly turned in the direction of the dragon's head, like a real dragon, its body twisted and circled around, and even abandoned the disaster. That fellow Zhang Daoist turned towards their group of experts in the pure Yang realm.

At this moment, all the retreating Pure Yang realm masters were eyelids jumping wildly, and their bodies immediately turned into various rays of light, flying towards the surroundings, only one person was still standing in place, that is, Mohe.

Mo He now had a guess in his mind that this last dragon-shaped wind disaster was directed at him. In this case, the feeling that made him feel uneasy can be explained.

Mo He stood in place, and the magical orb of Mu Yuan, which he had just refined to the immortal treasure level, flew out at the same time, suspended above his head, bursting with dazzling blue light.

The cyan light exudes a glaze-like texture, spreading towards the surrounding like a mighty green tide, and immediately collided with the huge wind dragon.

After the huge wind dragon came into contact with the blue light, it seemed to have really touched the physical defense, its speed was slightly blocked, and then it shattered a circle of blue light abruptly and rushed towards Mohe.

Mo He stood there, his hands quickly changed the method, a group of blue-gray light in his hand quickly condensed, circulating a kind of endless, withered and extinct aura.

While the huge wind dragon kept flying forward, the pale gray withered wood fairy light in Mo He's hand also shot out.

This dead wood fairy light was fully displayed by Mo He, and its power was completely different from when he was joking with Ren Yunteng.

The blue-grey dead wood fairy light probably went out of the mouth of the bowl, and at the moment it shot, it fell on the huge wind dragon. The original translucent wind dragon collided with this dead wood fairy light, where it first touched. , The translucent body quickly turned into a dead wood texture.

However, this dry wood-like texture did not spread, but was blocked by Fenglong. Correspondingly, Fenglong's body became smaller under the consumption of dry and radiant light, but it still stubbornly rushed towards Mohe. Come.

The magical orb of Mu Yuan above Mo He's head was now brilliant, and the glazed light radiating toward the surroundings became heavier, making the speed of the wind dragon flying slower.

At this moment, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared on the body of the translucent giant Wind Dragon. Then, under the golden light, the blue light defense of Mu Yuan's magical orb was forcibly broken through, and the wind dragon pounced quickly. In front of Mo He.

"Supernatural power!"

At the moment when the golden light was on, Mo He had already discovered the essence of the golden light, but at this time, he had no time to delve into it. He hurriedly manipulated the magical orb of the wood element above his head to fly forward, and at the same time immediately activated his own little magical powers. The rapidly changing position in light and shadow.

"boom!"

A huge roar sounded, accompanied by a harsh gust of wind, spreading towards the surroundings, and rolled up layers of dust on the ground, uprooting all the vegetation within a mile of the surrounding area.

In the middle of this violent wind, a beautiful garden landscape with rippling water, verdant vegetation and clusters of flowers was also forcibly torn apart in the raging gust of wind. The body was covered with the blue-light Mo River, which was slightly embarrassing from the raging wind. When he got out, there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

The first time he walked out, a moist aura was blessed on Mo He's body, and the magical orb of the wood element that was shining with blue light also flew back to the top of Mo He's head, exuding a heavy light like colored glaze, turning him The whole person is shrouded in it.

Mo He raised his head and looked at the sky. At this moment, the black cloud that represented the wind disaster had disappeared. The horrific blow that had absolutely reached the level of the true soul had disappeared, but the wind dragon finally illuminated his body, but it made Mo He. It's hard to calm down for a while.