Green Plum Fairy Road

The human race has the gods of the human race, and the other three races also have their own gods, especially among the spirit races, there are still many innate gods, all of which are very powerful.

The wind disaster just now took on the shape of a dragon, coupled with the divine power that appeared on it, ten things should be the water vein dragon clan's method.

Mo He remembered that when he talked with Su Bai before, Su Bai told him that during this period of time in the underworld, the friction between the gods of various races had escalated, and even the internal fighting between the gods of the human race had eased.

"However, if the dragon gods can control even the cultivator's wind disaster, it would be too terrifying!" Mo He thought in his heart.

Just because of the power of the blow just now, fortunately, Mohe Muyuan's magical orb has already been promoted to the level of immortal treasure, and his own strength is also good, so he can resist it.

But even so, Mo He continued to use the magical orb of the wood element, coupled with his withered wood fairy light, and finally displayed his little magical powers, and then he escaped smoothly and suffered a little injury.

If it were replaced by the fellow Zhang Daoyou who was going through the disaster, it is estimated that there will be no dead residue left.

But when it comes to that fellow Zhang Daoist, Mo He looked at the other party, and saw that the other party’s expression was a little stunned at this time, and he was completely unsure of what was going on. Isn’t it because he’s going through the disaster? Fake other people's hands, wouldn't it affect others? Then what is going on now?

"This is me, I have survived the typhoon?" After a little stunned, that fellow Zhang Daoist quickly recovered, looking at the black cloud above his head, and muttering to himself.

He could already feel that the pressure on himself from the typhoon had dissipated, and replaced by the coming fire. Although he had a thousand doubts in his mind, he still knew what he should do at the moment, and immediately sat cross-legged and took out a few bottles. Put the pill in the mouth and start to meditate with closed eyes.

Although there are a lot of problems, it is obviously not the time to delve into it. The top priority now is to survive the three plagues first.

"Friend Mo Dao is okay?" The few pure-yang realm masters who were watching the ceremony also returned to Mo He's side at this moment, looking at the water-blue light still shrouded in his body, wiping the corners of his mouth with blood. Mo He asked with a slightly strange expression in his eyes.

Mo He glanced back at them, then gently shook his head, his eyes returned to the fellow Zhang Daoyou who was going through the disaster. When several people saw this, although they had a lot of questions in their hearts, they were all winking and did not speak. .

However, in the hearts of everyone, they were also a little surprised at the strength that Mo He had just shown. Although they all know that Mo He has survived the three plagues and can be a quasi-immortal who can become a true immortal at any time, with the blow just now The power of, in their opinion, I am afraid that only the real powerhouse in the realm of Yuanshen Zhenxian can calmly deal with it.

Several experts in the Pure Yang realm also turned their eyes back to Zhang Daoyou who was going through the disaster, with some caution in his heart. The wind disaster just now was a bit abnormal, and there will be fires and lightning disasters. Also abnormal?

Under the gaze of everyone, the fellow Daoist Zhang, who was sitting there cross-legged, gradually ignited a flame. The moment the flame appeared, it immediately rose steadily and quickly turned into a pillar of fire hundreds of meters high. , Completely wrapped it up.

The billowing heat wave generated by the pillar of fire continued to spread to the surroundings, scorching and cracking the surrounding earth.

After a while, the fire gradually began to decrease, and finally disappeared completely, revealing Fellow Zhang Daoist sitting there cross-legged.

A strange color flashed in Mo He's eyes, and he felt that the intensity of the opponent's fire seemed a little weaker than expected, allowing him to get through more easily.

"Could it be that the wind disaster just now made his fire power weaker?" This thought flashed in Mo He's mind.

Just as this thought in his mind rose, the fellow Zhang Daoist who was sitting there cross-legged opened his eyes at this moment, and then immediately took out a few bottles of pills and quickly took it, and began to run the exercises with all his strength to restore the loss of his body. Spiritual power.

No one knows that there is a hint of excitement in his heart now. He originally thought that he would suffer some injuries during the last storm, and lose a magic weapon of defense by the way. Who could have expected that the last storm would be different. The change was even more unexpected. The last hurricane disaster didn't go to him, the person who was going through the disaster, and it reduced his pressure a lot.

Now through the fire, it is smoother than expected. The smoothness is a little unbelievable. Then there will be the most powerful lightning disaster. As long as nothing happens, he already has the confidence to succeed and he can survive. Up.

Mo He watched Zhang Daoyou who quickly recovered his spiritual power loss after taking the pill. He raised his head and looked to the sky, carefully sensing the slight fluctuations in the sky. After half an hour, that Zhang Daoyou opened his eyes and topped his head. In the sky, black clouds began to converge again.

This time, Mo He did not feel that restless feeling again.

Seeing the black clouds converge to a certain extent, a sharp thunder and lightning fell from the clouds, Mo He's eyes showed a clear color, the other party's thunder disaster, the power should also be weakened, and the power of the first thunder was just equivalent to A blow from an ordinary pure-yang master really didn't pose much threat.

Fellow Daoyou Zhang, who felt the power of thunder and lightning, was also in ecstasy at this moment. If there was no change like the one just now, then he would have survived the thunderstorm today and he would definitely be sure of it!

Mo He watched the falling waves of thunder and lightning, from the first to the fifth, the power was not much, until the sixth thunderstorm, the power of the thunderstorm made it difficult for the fellow Zhang Daoyou who was going through the disaster to resist. The aura of the few magic weapons prepared for the disaster has become a little dim and slightly damaged.

During the seventh and eighth thunderstorms, the fellow Zhang Daoist who was going through the disaster was already struggling to deal with it and suffered some injuries on his body, but his eyes were bright, and his face even showed ecstasy. The color.

At the moment when the last thunderstorm came, Zhang Daoyou, with a look of ecstasy, displayed his little magical powers. In front of and behind him, two khaki light walls appeared at the same time. He was caught in it.

The last bolt of thunder fell and fell on the wall of light in front of him, and the wall of light behind him flickered with thunder and exploded in an instant, and then the wall of light in front of him eventually exploded.

Amidst the thunder, Mo He saw that Daoist Zhang's body was suddenly thrown out, and a string of blood was sprinkled in the air, and finally fell more than ten meters away.

After a modest sound, several experts in the Pure Yang realm were shocked. This was the last thunderstorm. If the success failed at this time, it would be too sad.

Just when several people wanted to step forward anxiously, they heard a weak laugh.

"Hahaha, I succeeded, haha!" Hearing this voice, several pure-yang realm masters, including Mo He, showed smiles at the same time.

With the sound of this sound, the black cloud above his head completely dissipated, and everyone saw Daoyou Zhang, who looked very miserable on the outside, struggling to get up from the ground.

He is now covered with charred black and black, even slightly exuding the smell of barbecue. The spiritual power in his body is consumed little, and the injury is estimated to be serious.

However, in this case, the smile on the opponent's face and the kind of ecstasy from the heart can be felt by everyone, and at the same time they can understand, and they are very envious of him.

After hundreds of years of cultivation, he has passed the biggest test between the immortal and the common world, and he can become the primordial god and true immortal at any time. How can this not make the pure-yang realm masters present feel envied.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, after the three plagues, the primordial spirit can be expected!" Mo He reacted the fastest, bowing to the awkward looking fellow Daoist Zhang, and then spoke.

After Mo He, several other experts in the Pure Yang realm also reflected, and bowed and bowed to congratulate Zhang Daoyou who had survived the Three Plagues.

"Thank you fellow Daoists!" Hundreds of years of practice have opened the way to the true spirit and immortal. With so many fellow Daoists witnessing together, Daoyou Zhang's heart is naturally indescribable.

But while he was overjoyed, he couldn't help but feel lucky. If it weren't for the abnormal changes of the typhoon today, I am afraid that he would be able to survive the three plagues successfully. Ten of them will die out, and hundreds of years of practice paintings will fail.

Thinking of this, Zhang Daoyou glanced at Mo He in the crowd. He and Mo He met at the Xue Lie Pass, and knew a little bit more about Mo He than the others. At this moment, he could roughly guess the problem.

But because of this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of worry about this matter. Someone could intervene in such things as his own disaster. The water vein dragon clan's methods are too powerful, is it obviously not reasonable?

Because of this trace of sorrow in his heart, Daoyou Zhang had just passed the Three Plagues of Pure Yang, and the ecstasy in his heart slightly faded.

"Dear fellow daoists, it was a bit of a fluke to survive the three plagues today. Fortunately, although I was seriously injured in the end, I got what I wanted. I originally wanted to invite fellow daoists to the Dongfu for a gathering, but now I am injured. It’s a little inconvenient. I’m neglecting it for the time being. I will invite fellow daoists to get together after the injury, and then apologize to everyone!” Thinking about his injuries, this fellow Zhang Dao dared not delay and told the people present. After a guilty sound, two daoists who were closest to him and had a very close relationship helped him protect the Fa, and then sent the others away.

Originally, Mo He had also been invited, but Mo He had no thoughts left for the time being. He wanted to check the abnormal changes in the storm just now, at least to find out which god among the Water Vein Dragon Clan used this method.