Green Plum Fairy Road

Since Mo He came to the sky, his cultivation speed has not been slow at all, but he has not experienced many battles.

Among the methods that Mo He mastered, many methods have also been improved, but there has been a lack of a big battle, so that Mo He has a very clear understanding of the promotion of these methods, such as the power of his little supernatural powers.

Since the power of the little magical power reached the realm of magical powers, Mo He has never used it against enemies. Now facing this very small but very fast spirit race, the most suitable method for Mo He to deal with it is him. So Mo He did not hesitate to use his little magical powers.

Mo He extended the coverage of his little magical powers to within a thousand miles, this size is in the starry sky, in fact it is not conspicuous at all.

As for the spirit race within the range of the small magical powers, his figure has turned into a ray of light at this moment, shuttled within the range of Mohe's small magical powers, trying to immediately leave the range of Mohe's small magical powers.

The speed of this spirit race is really very fast, very similar to another spirit race that Mohe has seen before, who practiced the way of light. Moving within the range of Mohe’s small magical powers, only one light and shadow can be seen. It is difficult to capture his figure.

However, within the scope of this little supernatural power, everything is controlled by Mo He. With a move of Mo He's heart, the space within the scope of the little supernatural power begins to solidify. The originally fast spiritual race, its The speed also immediately slowed down.

As soon as his speed was affected, before Mo Hehe launched an attack, this spirit race's originally very small body immediately began to swell up, and within the blink of an eye, his figure soared to a kilometer height.

After the spirit race grew bigger, Mo He finally saw clearly what the spirit race looked like.

He has a human head, and his face looks a bit hideous, but his body is a bit like insects such as butterflies, and behind him is a pair of large transparent wings, on which the rhyme of the wind is faintly wrapped.

After the size of the spirit race grew, Mo He suddenly discovered that the opponent's power seemed to have doubled, and the mana consumed by his own little supernatural powers to suppress the spirit race in front of him immediately increased a lot.

After the growth of the size of the spirit race, it slapped the wings on the back with some difficulty, and brought a violent wind in the range of Mohe's small magical powers, but the violent wind had just rolled up and pushed forward just a few meters, and it quickly The ground subsided.

The spirit race discovered this situation and immediately tried his best to continue to run outside the coverage of Mohe's little magical powers. He knew very well in his heart that if he did not run out of the coverage of this little magical power, then he would not say that he was defeating his opponent. I’m afraid it’s hard to even survive.

But when his figure moved and counted until the blue-gray light appeared out of thin air, it directly hit his body. After the blue-gray light fell on his body, the huge body of this spirit race immediately began to transform into a kind of With the texture of dead wood, when he wanted to resist, a group of blue light directly hit his body, killing it completely.

"There are some excellent methods, the strength is good, but it is too easy to be restrained!" Looking at the spirit race that was killed by himself, Mo He thought in his heart.

This spirit race was completely restrained within the scope of his little supernatural powers. The strength was indeed good, but he did not show it at all.

By beheading this spirit race, Mo He also roughly understood the current power of his little supernatural power, which was definitely a killer's skill.

Withdrawing his little supernatural powers, Mo He glanced up at the aperture above his head again, and then looked at the profound immortals of the spiritual race.

With such defenses, there are several Jintians watching over, and now it would be a shame if you don't try to fight against a Jinxian!

Thinking of this, Mo He rushed towards a mysterious immortal of the spirit race without hesitation. The Mo Yu bamboo stick appeared in his hand. As he rushed forward, the surface of the Mo Yu bamboo stick was covered. A layer of blue-black light.

The Profound Immortal of the Spirit Race chosen by Mo He looks no different from ordinary people. Next to him, there is a big flag floating on which seems to be drawn with the image of a big star, pulling a very special star. force.

This banner was rolled in the starry sky, a kind of gray star power, followed by the dance of the banner, swept to the surroundings, those human immortals shrouded in the aperture were not injured, but in While the banner was rolling, their bodies were still involuntarily moved, and they were thrown away in the starry sky.

During this process, the mysterious immortal of the spirit race kept changing his seals in his hands, and displayed various magic attacks in an attempt to break the defense of the golden circle.

These methods of the other party have already demonstrated his strength. They are absolutely extraordinary. It is very likely that they are cultivators who inherit the Six Great Paths among the Spirit Race.

In the gap where the opponent was performing the spell, the Mo Yu bamboo stick in Mo He's hand threw it forward without hesitation, and quickly attacked the mysterious fairy of the spirit race in the starry sky.

The power of the Moyu bamboo stick made this spiritual clan Xuanxian also feel a slight threat. As soon as the bamboo stick reached him, he had already controlled the big flag beside him, suddenly curled up in the starry sky. The power of the gloomy stars directly supported the Mo Yuzhu stick that was about to land on him.

Looking at the Moyu bamboo stick that was slowing down, the banner was rolled again, and he tried to take away the Moyu bamboo stick. Seeing this scene, how could Mo He make the other party wishful, Mu Yuan's magical orb turned into a Tuan Qingguang shot directly at the opponent, and at the same time the Fajue in his hand shot a dead wood fairy light at the spiritual clan Xuanxian.

The scroll of the mysterious immortal of the spirit race was blocked by the blue-black light emitted from the surface of the Moyu bamboo stick, and was not taken away by it, and the magical orb of the wood element that followed it was also The Xuanxian of the spirit race had to divert his attention and stretched out his hand to resist.

As for the withered wood immortal light that came last, it made the spirit clan Xuanxian's eyes light up.

As a fairy method, the withered wood fairy cannot be said to be how exquisite, although compared to the time when Mo He first created it, the degree of exquisiteness has improved a lot, but it is still relatively ordinary now, but this method is incompatible with this spirit. Clan Xuanxian's Taoism fits well, and for him, this method is quite desirable.

Of course, Mo He has no time to pay attention to this now. After successively displaying the methods, the distance between him and the spiritual family Xuanxian has narrowed, and then he once again displayed his little supernatural powers to deal with a high self and a big one. The realm Xuanxian, without playing his cards, must go all out to deal with it.

Shuimu Tsinghua’s magical powers unfolded, and the scope covered this time was the largest time Mohe had destroyed the scope of this magical power so far, covering tens of thousands of miles.

In fact, Mo He could continue to expand this range, but in this way, it would not be worth the gain. Not only would it consume more mana, but it would also reduce the mastery of the space within the range of supernatural powers.

A beautiful landscape once again appeared in the starry sky, with clusters of flowers and gleaming water, such a beautiful view, even the powerhouses of the golden fairy realm could not help but be attracted.

However, the reason why they were attracted was not because of the beauty of the scenery in front of them, but because everyone saw the clues of Mohe's little magical powers.

Several strong men in the golden fairy realm of the human race are watching Mo He and the mysterious fairy of the spirit race with interest at this moment, wanting to see if Mo He can defeat a spirit race without worrying about his own defense. Xuanxian, if he could do it, what step would he be able to do eventually?

In contrast, the expressions of the three golden immortals on the side of the Spirit Race looked much ugly. Soon after the real battle began, they had already noticed that many Spirit Race immortals were obviously inferior to theirs. The Human Race was beheaded, and this loss was indeed a bit aggrieved.

At this moment, looking at Mo He and the Profound Immortal of the Spirit Race, among the three Golden Immortals of the Spirit Race, someone finally couldn't help it. He took out something in his hand and smashed it. The big one pushed by the Spirit Race The star, whose surface contains the blood-colored star power of the killing mood, instantly began to spread forward.

When the power of the blood-colored stars was about to cover those spirit races, among the several golden immortal experts in the human race, the color of his eyes suddenly changed, turning into two colors of black and white, and the breath on his body was also Becomes deep.

He stared at the power of the blood-colored star that was about to spread in front of him, and then saw the power of the blood-colored star, suddenly frozen there, and then time seemed to start to flow backwards, and the power of the star was renewed. Back on the surface of the big star, it became calm as ever.

Seeing that his own means was easily stopped by the golden immortal of the human race, the three golden immortals of the spirit race became even more ugly.

The Thunder Giant's body flashed with lightning, and it seemed that he couldn't help but start his hand.

In this regard, the golden immortals of several celebrities showed no concern. Their eyes continued to fall on Mo He, watching Mo He exert his own advantages as much as possible within the scope of his little magical powers. The Xuanxian of the Spirit Race fought, and his eyes gradually showed a touch of appreciation.

After truly confronting a master at the realm of Xuanxian, Mo He finally experienced firsthand how powerful a master at the realm of Xuanxian was compared to true immortal.

The Profound Immortal of the Spirit Race who is at war with him completely crushes him with the richness of mana. Although the magical powers he possesses are not necessarily stronger than him, they are definitely not weak. Great, it should be a middle-grade immortal treasure with four immortals forbidden.

Even within the range of his own little magical powers, Mo He and the opponent had a feeling of being suppressed by the opponent. With the golden halo on his head, he had already helped him block an attack from the opponent. Even so, this spirit clan Xuanxian gave him The feeling of Mo He still didn't seem to be doing his best.

"The gap is indeed not small, but, when there is no need to worry about defense at all, it is not that I have no chance of defeating!" After using the power of his little magical power to avoid another attack, Mo He secretly said in his heart.

With a heartbeat, the scene within Mohe’s small magical powers suddenly changed. The original flower clusters turned into a boundless water. In the center of the water, a towering tree emitting a blue light stood proudly. , A little bit of stars covered the sky above the big tree.

In this landscape, Mo He stood under the big tree, smiled at the mysterious fairy of the spirit race, and then took a step back and entered the towering tree.