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Chapter 737 Fighting the Golden Immortal (1)

When the space around him changed, Mo He knew that it would be difficult for him to escape, but at this time, he did not feel any fear in his heart, but was full of anger and fighting spirit.

Since he came to this world, since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he has always been cautious and cautious, and he has been abandoned by him at this moment.

What Mo He needs to do now is to try his best to fight the Golden Immortal of the Spirit Clan. The chances of him being able to defeat the opponent are very small, but as long as the time is delayed, the greater the possibility of Mo He's survival. Of course, what he is considering now is not the problem of his own survival.

After turning the black jade bamboo stick in his hand, the Muyuan Lingmiao Pearl also floated above his head. Mo He chose to attack first when he was in danger.

"kill!"

A loud shout came from Mo He's mouth. This was an attack method he had not used for a long time. It was a secret technique that he created before he became an immortal, which was somewhat similar to the war cry.

This loud shout sounded, and in this small space, it was really earth-shaking, and if it were outside, this sound was enough to roar across the mountains and rivers.

As the target of this loud shout, the Golden Immortal, a strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes. Mo He's loud shout was a little beyond her expectations, but such an attack could not shake her, but instead strengthened her murderous intention.

Such a rising star in the human race must not let him live, just kill him here!

And the third person in this space, the spy of the Spirit, was not very pleasant to him by Mo He's loud shout.

It was originally under the pressure of the aura of the human golden immortal just now, and his body had become a little distorted. After enduring Mo He's loud shout, the distortion increased, and his face and height also changed slightly, and his temperament was a little different!

Unfortunately, Mo He's attention was not on him at this time, otherwise Mo He should have been able to find that the other party's appearance and temperament after changing was somewhat similar to the person he had seen, that is, he was Lei Li with Daoren Hao.

After a loud shout, the black and white aura in Mo He's hand was pointed forward. At the tip of the black and white aura was entangled, evolving the Taoist rhyme of life and death flowing, and all things withering and flourishing.

Where these two auras pass by, the space seems to have lost its color, leaving behind a trace of decline that has not been dissipated for a long time.

Seeing these entangled black and white auras, among the ten pearls of different colors floating around the Golden Immortal of the Spirit Clan, the water-blue light became grand.

Mo He only felt that the Mo Yu bamboo stick suddenly pierced into a bottomless water flow. The power contained in this blow was constantly being consumed by the light water flow, and at the same time it was also guiding it to turn the powerful power into invisible.

Feeling the scene in his hand, Mo He made a quick decision and directly chose to pull back the Mo Yuzhu Staff. At the same time, he quickly changed the magic trick with one hand and used the immortal method of hitting three thousand waters.

In an instant, countless drops of water filled the entire space. Each drop of water also contained a stream of air flowing, which was the Tao of the Way of Wind.

"Go!"

The last magic trick in his hand fell, and Mo He shouted softly again from his mouth, then held the Mo Yu bamboo stick with both hands, raised it high above his head, and smashed it hard towards the golden immortal of the spiritual clan.

"Freely struggle!" The Golden Immortal of the Spirit Clan did not see the attack on Mo He at all. In the Xuanxian Realm, such an attack may be good, but in the eyes of the powerful Golden Immortal, such an attack is really too immature.

Among the ten beads floating beside her, another pale white bead became brighter. A white light spread out from the bead. In less than a blink of an eye, the white light swept across the entire space.

The countless water droplets around them condensed into ice beads after the white light swept across them. Mo He, who was standing near, also felt a cold chill, almost freezing his entire soul and consciousness. A thick layer of white frost was also covered with a surface of the light emitted by the Muyuan Spiritual Pearl.

However, even in this situation, Mo He still held up the Mo Yu bamboo stick with both hands and smashed it hard towards the front, hitting the head of the spiritual golden immortal.

The distance between the two was hundreds of meters away, but such a distance would not have any impact on Mo He's attack. The front end of the Mo Yu bamboo stick directly dislocated in the space and fell from an incredible angle.

However, the fallen black jade bamboo stick did not hit the head of the Golden Immortal Strong Man, but hit about one place above the other person's head, blocked by a water-blue light shield.

At this time, the golden immortal of the Spirit clan stretched out a greenish white jade finger and floated among the ten beads beside her. A dark blue bead slowly floated in her hand. Her fingers lightly pointed it on it, and the movement was light and graceful. But with her movements, the dark blue bead was like a meteor and quickly smashed towards Mo He.

He quickly retracted the Mo Yu bamboo stick, and Mo He madly instilled the vigorous magic power in his body into the Mu Yuan Lingmiao Pearl above his head, and then knocked the Mo Yu bamboo stick forward again.

At this time, Mo He had no intention of avoiding it. In addition to his current state, he could not dodge at all because of this attack.

The dark blue bead was so fast that it was secondary. The main reason why Mo He couldn't hide was because the mysterious Taoist rhyme in the process of flying in the process, as if the sea broke the dam, had locked him firmly. Mo He could feel that as long as he was still in this space, no matter where he hid, the blow would eventually fall on him.

Since he couldn't avoid it, Mo He had no need to avoid it and directly chose to take the attack head-on.

The mo Yu bamboo stick fell hard on the dark blue bead. The moment the two fairy treasures came into contact, Mo He felt a powerful force coming from the mo Yu bamboo stick in his hand, which made his hands unable to hold the mo Yu bamboo stick at all, and flew out directly.

Immediately afterwards, the defense of Mo He Muyuan Lingmiao Pearl was instantly shattered by the dark blue bead. Then, Mo He only felt a pain in his heart, and a force like an infinite sea descended on him, and he was instantly knocked out.

“Huh?”

Seeing Mo He being knocked out, the Golden Immortal of the Spirit tribe exclaimed a sense of surprise.

In her expectation, this blow should not only knock Mo He out, but at least it can completely break Mo He's body.

He reached out to cover his chest, and Mo He's body was covered with a layer of water-blue light, repairing his injuries.

Mo He looked down and saw a hole in his chest. If an ordinary mortal or even a practitioner with a lower level of cultivation, such injuries would be fatal, but for him, such injuries could only be considered minor injuries.

This is due to his understanding of the Way of Water and his own strength that is beyond the cultivator of the same realm, so he only suffered such a little injury after enduring the opponent's attack.

With the help of the moist and spiritual light on his body, the injuries Mo He was suffering were recovering quickly. At a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, the big hole that was smashed in his chest had recovered as before.

"It turns out that I am still far behind the powerful Golden Immortal!" Mo He looked at the Golden Immortal, a female spiritual cultivator from the opposite side, and thought to himself.

After taking the opponent's blow, he also suffered some injuries. At this moment, he looked calm, but if he looked carefully, he would find that the fighting spirit in Mo He's eyes had not decreased at all, but instead became stronger.

After taking the opponent's attack head-on, Mo He had probably seen the opponent's strength. Compared with the opponent, his strength was still far inferior, but he would never be killed instantly. This gave him some confidence to truly fight against this powerful Golden Immortal.

"I have the Xuanyuan gourd, the magical powers of the Starlight Divine Water, and the Tianhe Formation Map. These methods are enough to threaten the strong people in the Golden Immortal Realm. Then why can't I fight with the strong people in the Golden Immortal Realm? Maybe, I will win in the end!"

The hot fighting spirit in his eyes made Mo He's eyes brighter and brighter, and the spiritual immortal on the opposite side felt Mo He's fighting spirit.

Mo He's fighting spirit was undoubtedly a provocation for her. It was undoubtedly annoying to be provoked by a cultivator in the Xuanxian Realm.

However, it is not surprising to think that Mo He is in the real stage and does all kinds of ridiculous things. What really surprised her was the method of recovering her injuries that Mo He now uses.

This magical power that is obviously the way of water, and the mystery of it made her difficult for a moment to see it clearly, making her feel a little confused about capturing Mo He first and forcing her to ask about this kind of healing method. After all, it is closely related to the path she is following.

Such thoughts just arise in my heart. Mo He, who was standing opposite her, had recovered from the injuries on his body. The Mo Yu bamboo stick that had just been knocked out instantly flew back to Mo He's hand from a distance.

The moment he held the Mo Yu bamboo stick again, the magic power in Mo He's body was rapidly circulating, and a stronger aura was released from Mo He's body. It was about 20% stronger than Mo He's previous aura.

Because at this moment, Mo He's cultivation level completely reached the peak of the Xuanxian Realm. Although he was still in the stage of restoring the truth, his progress also moved a lot.

"Human race Mo He, ask seniors for advice!" Mo He held the Mo Yu bamboo stick with one hand and spoke in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo He immediately used his little magical power again. With him as the center, a piece of light and shadow appeared instantly, almost filling the entire space, and the scenery in this space changed.

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