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 others 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 also be very severe. From this point of view, Zhang Daoyou may be a little overwhelmed today! "Mo He thought to himself in his heart.

This is his second time in the true sense to observe people crossing the disaster. The last time he watched the former Sovereign of Qionghuazong crossing the disaster, Mo He felt some pressure, but it was not as big as this time. 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 Zhang Daoist 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 one feel uneasy.

Just when Mo He had this idea in his mind, the first typhoon of that fellow Zhang Daoist had already begun. The pale white icy cold wind fell from the sky, and the wind carried patches of ice like blades, instantly making fellow Zhang Daoist stand. The mountain peaks are covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Several masters of the Pure Yang realm, their attention has been completely attracted at this moment. They stared at the friend Zhang Daoyou in the cold wind. In their consciousness, they have begun to exchange their positions, imagining that they are in a storm and how they should deal with it. .

This first wind disaster was the weakest, and it was not possible to win that fellow Zhang Dao. For the next four consecutive wind disasters, that fellow Zhang Daoist responded very easily. After all, he was trained in the experience of Xue Lie, and he was capable of training. , Is not comparable to the idle pure Yang master.

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

The next eighth wind disaster directly damaged this vestment. Fortunately, he had other defensive weapons, so he wouldn'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 second disaster 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 when 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 Followed by several times improvement.

"How is it possible?" The sudden change made the fellow Zhang Daoyou 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 complexion changed drastically at the same time.

Although the power of the eighth typhoon disaster was strong, it was 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 terrifying 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, and even his face was wary.

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

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

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

Following this dragon's claw, a huge dragon head that was equally translucent protruded from the black cloud and quickly rushed downward.

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 Fenglong pounced 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 him, at this moment, are trying their best to retreat, including Mo He. Everyone knows in their hearts that under such a powerful attack, the possibility that Fellow Zhang Daoist can block is very slim, but beyond The unexpected scene happened in the next moment.

Just when the huge wind dragon was about to pounce on top of his head, the huge wind dragon suddenly turned in the direction of the dragon's head, like a real dragon. Its body twisted and circled, 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 pure Yang realm masters who were retreating had eyelids jumping wildly, and their bodies immediately turned into various rays of light, flying towards the surroundings, and 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 that 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 actually 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 tactics, 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 withered wood fairy light was fully displayed by Mo He, and its power was completely different from when he was joking with Ren Yunteng.

The green-grey dead wood fairy light probably came 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-like texture.

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

The magical orb of Mu Yuan on top of Mo He's head was brilliant at this moment, and the glazed light radiating towards the surroundings became heavier, making the speed of Fenglong's 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 Spiritual Orb was forcibly broken through, and the Wind Dragon rushed quickly. In front of Mo He.

"Supernatural power!"

At this moment when the golden light shines~www.wuxiahere.com~ Mo He has discovered the essence of golden light, but at this time, he has no time to study deeply, and hastily manipulated the magical orb of the wood element above his head to fly forward, and immediately activated himself His little supernatural powers change rapidly in a 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 wrapped in the blue-light Mo River, which was slightly embarrassing from the raging wind. I walked out, still with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The first time he walked out, a moisturizing light blessed Mo He's body, and the gleaming azure wood yuan spiritual orb also flew back to Mo He's head, exuding a thick 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 original level of the original soul just now had disappeared, but Fenglong finally illuminated his body, but Mo He It's hard to calm down for a while.