Martial Arts Super God Chat Group
Martial Arts Super God Chat Group Chapter 284
The vitality of heaven and earth passed very quickly.
The connection between Mo Yejia's thoughts and the kit was disturbed by the constantly flowing breath of heaven and earth, unable to keep it open for a moment!
Mo Yejia looked down at the broken kit in his left palm, his expression a little dignified.
He was very distressed.
The layout of the formation is very difficult, but the formation is broken when it is broken.
So Mo Yejia was somewhat wronged.
Therefore, a touch of white fell from the top of Mo Yejia's head, like remnant snow.
It is as if the sky and the earth sensed the inconceivable formation and the turbulence of the heaven and earth's vitality in the city.
So above the Xiongcheng, the air under the bright moon became dignified and suppressed.
Then I don't know which cloud is the wetness being crushed into white snow by the breath of heaven and earth, slowly falling to the ground.
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Mo Yejia raised his head to look at the remnants of snow falling from the sky, and frowned slightly.
A piece of remnant snow fell on Song Qingshu's hand, and it immediately melted into a pool of water stains.
"At this time, it's June in the world."
"At this time, there is no bright light in the sky, but this white and flawless remnant snow appears."
"Mo Xiejia, do you have a grievance? Hahaha."
Song Qingshu felt the coolness between his fingers, and a joking arc was raised in his mouth, opening his lips.
Mo Xiejia snorted coldly.
An aura that was cooler than Can Xue rushed into the sky.
Boom!
A loud, dull noise like winter thunder came from the sky.
Immediately, the thick clouds above the sky were directly blown away.
A little bit of white snow appeared in the world of clouds and Xiongcheng.
The rest no longer exist.
"Do you think that the dot matrix method is great?"
Mo Xiejia stood upright, looked at the ragged Song Qingshu, and said with disdain.
Song Qingshu nodded:
"Sorry, knowing the dot matrix method is not great."
"But it's amazing!"
"It's a pity, I'm afraid you won't be able to experience this mood anymore."
When he finished speaking, Song Qingshu put his hands behind him again.
The Purple Blood Soft Sword, which was previously held tightly by Song Qingshu, is still lying at the bottom of the pit.
But Song Qingshu did not lift it up.
Because Song Qingshu was already exhausted, he didn't have any strength to lift the light and sharp purple blood soft sword.
But it's okay.
He still has a plan.
Therefore, he was able to chuckle, stand up straight and scorn Mo Yejia.
Song Qingshu's hands behind his back kept trembling, so the vitality of heaven and earth trembled uncertainly in his hands.
After a few short breaths of time passed.
Song Qingshu's hands in his sleeves behind him unknowingly cast several formation patterns within an instant.
Mo Xiejia frowned slightly.
Then he looked around him and Song Qingshu.
At this time, the moonlight under the Xiongcheng was still extremely bright.
But the aura of the empty world is not really empty.
There is a breeze.
There are bursts in the bright moonlight.
There is an array where Mo Yejia stands.
There was also a battle under and in front of Song Qingshu.
There are arrays in the sky, arrays in the clouds, and arrays in the earth.
So the entire Xiongcheng was shrouded in the formation.
Mo Yejia sighed lightly:
"Material Formation?"
"Good, you are a Song Qingshu."
In a short while, Song Qingshu carved out the formation that enveloped the city.
This is naturally surprising and puzzling.
But it was not because of this that made Mo Yejia feel panic and even admire.
What makes Mo Yejia feel really powerless is that the order of each of these formations seems to have been carefully calculated.
Different formations will naturally have different energies friction between heaven and earth.
But the conflict between the formations arranged by Song Qingshu did not cause absolute chaos, or even self-destruction.
They are layered on top of each other, I am in you, and you in me.
Then until the final eruption, the heaven and earth vitality in the silent and quiet Xiongcheng kept tearing.
It was not until the heaven and earth in Lingxiong City were torn into a terrifying ocean of flowing water.
The vitality of the world formed by countless formations was like a violent ocean, covering the black city under the moon.
Thousands of arrays are superimposed without confusion, and the difficulty of this kind of thing is horribly difficult.
Therefore, Mo Yejia no longer merely recognized Song Qingshu's formation technique.
It's unreasonable respect and admiration.
Such technology has surpassed the technology that people can master?
So Song Qingshu's technique can be called a magical skill.
This can be imagined.
How long did Song Qingshu have to study the formation?
Just now has the powerful strength and realm.
But it's okay.
Fortunately, there are too many formations Song Qingshu wants to control.
Fortunately, although Song Qingshu is extremely enchanting, he still hasn't been so enchanting that one person can immediately control thousands of magic circles.
Fortunately, although the Yuan Qi Duan Liu spins quickly, but the movement speed is not fast at large scales, so Mo Yejia will not be injured immediately.
Can he stop Song Qingshu from continuing to cast runes.
Although Mo Yejia's kit was once placed high hopes by Mo Yejia himself.
But notice.
Mo Yejia's strongest ultimate move has never been a formation.
It was the yellowed book in Mo Yejia's hand.
The runes in the kit can only be used after being lured by mental power.
But the scroll in Mo Yejia's hands has never been wayward.
So Mo Xiejia's complexion remained unchanged, and his wrist turned, and the scroll in his hand rustled in the wind.
The wind kept blowing across the scroll.
Letters on the paper flying past the previous page of the scroll are shining brightly.
A desolate aura slowly condensed in the scroll in Mo Xiejia's hand.
Divine formations are separated by tips and cannot communicate with each other by mind.
But his scroll has been held by Mo Yejia, so skin-to-skin blind dates will naturally work.
"Do you have a magic circle?"
"I have thousands of blank papers and thousands of articles!"
Mo Xiejia screamed, then directly pierced the scroll.
Snorted.
The Duan Liu in front of Song Qingshu's eyes was broken by Mo Yejia's scroll.
The scroll came straight to Song Qingshu's face.!
Mo Yejia who stabbed out a scroll had no expression on his face.
There was no expression on Song Qingshu's face either, he just stared coldly at the scroll stabbed to him.
seem.
Song Qingshu couldn't feel the cold breath carried on the scroll at all.
Then Song Qingshu's right hand in the back sleeve appeared between the two at some unknown time, and his index finger lightly lifted.
That strange-looking finger.
It was like the few remaining snowflakes in Xiongcheng at this time, gently falling on Mo Yejia's scroll.
Mo Yejia's scroll was bright in the air.
As a result, the thousands of formations between heaven and earth did not even stop Moyejia scroll for a moment.
The scroll was unstoppable, and came slowly towards Song Qingshu's face.
Compared to scrolls.
Song Qingshu's fingers looked particularly weak.
So Mo Yejia began to wonder.
When Song Qingshu's finger easily landed on Mo Yejia's scroll.
Mo Yejia was even more puzzled.
What can this finger do to the scroll of Moyejia?
Song Qingshu stroked his fingers across the scroll.
As Song Qingshu's fingertips moved, the original glowing text on the scroll where he touched gradually dimmed.
Mo Xiejia watched the incomparably powerful scroll disappear without a trace, puzzled.
Until he saw that there was a formation under Song Qingshu's index finger.
And that array is constantly releasing a powerful array intention as the fingers move.
The finger finally came to the end of the scroll.
The scroll no longer glows, just like a roll of waste paper.
So Mo Yejia's scroll temporarily lost all its power.