Since Mo He came to the top of the sky, the speed of his cultivation has not slowed down at all, but he has not experienced many battles.
Among the methods Mo He has 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 improvement of these methods, such as the power of his little supernatural power.
Ever since the power of the small supernatural power reached the realm of supernatural powers, Mo He has never used it against an enemy. Now facing this very small but very fast Spirit Race, Mo He's most suitable means to deal with him is him So Mo He used his little supernatural power without any hesitation.
Mo He expanded the coverage of his little supernatural power to a radius of thousands of miles. This size is actually not conspicuous in the starry sky.
As for the spirit clan within the range of the small supernatural power, his figure has turned into rays of light at this moment, shuttling within the range of the small supernatural power of Mohe, trying to leave the range of the small supernatural power of Mohe immediately.
The speed of this Spirit Race is really fast, very similar to another Spirit Race who practiced the Way of Light that Mo He has seen before. When moving within the range of Mo He's small supernatural power, he can only see light and shadows. It is difficult to catch his figure.
However, within the scope of this small magical power, everything is controlled by Mo He. With a thought in Mo He's mind, the space within the range of the small magical power began to freeze. The speed also slowed down immediately.
As soon as the speed was affected, before Mo Hehe could launch an attack, the originally very small body of the Spirit Race immediately began to swell, and in the blink of an eye, his figure skyrocketed to a height of a thousand meters.
After the spirit clan grew in size, Mo He finally saw what the spirit clan looked like clearly.
He has a human head, and his face looks a little ferocious, but his body is somewhat like a butterfly or other insect, and behind him, there is a pair of large transparent wings, which are faintly entwined with the wind rhyme.
After the spirit race grew in size, Mo He suddenly discovered that the opponent's strength seemed to have doubled, and the mana consumed by his little supernatural power to suppress the spirit race in front of him immediately increased a lot.
After growing in size, the Spirit Race slapped the wings on the back with some difficulty, and a gust of wind was brought up in the range of Mohe's little supernatural power. It was just that the gust of wind had just rolled up and pushed forward a range of just a few meters. subsided.
Discovering this situation, the Spirit Race immediately tried his best and continued to run out of the coverage of Mohe's little supernatural power. He knew very well in his heart that if he didn't run out of the coverage of this little supernatural power, then he would not be able to say that he had defeated his opponent. I'm afraid it's hard to even survive.
But when his figure moved, the blue-gray light appeared out of thin air and hit his body directly. After the blue-gray light fell on his body, the huge body of this spirit race immediately began to transform into a kind of The texture of dead wood, when he wanted to resist, a cloud of blue light hit his body directly, killing him completely.
"There are some brilliant means, and the strength is good, but it's too easy to be restrained!" Looking at the spirit clan who was killed by him, Mo He thought in his heart.
Within the scope of his small supernatural power, this Spirit Race was completely restrained. His strength was indeed good, but he didn't show it at all.
By beheading this spirit clan, Mo He also roughly understood the current power of his little supernatural power, which can definitely be called a killer's weapon.
Withdrawing his little supernatural power, Mo He looked up again at the light circle above his head, and then looked at those Xuanxians of the Spirit Race.
With such a defense, and with a few Jintians watching over him, it would be a pity if he didn't try to fight a Jintian now!
Thinking of this, Mo He rushed towards a Xuanxian of the Spirit Race without hesitation, and the black jade bamboo stick appeared in his hand. As he rushed forward, the surface of the black jade bamboo stick had been covered. A layer of blue-black light.
The Xuanxian of the Spirit Race selected by Mo He has the same appearance as an ordinary person. There is a big flag floating beside him, on which the image of a big star seems to be drawn, leading a very special star power. force.
The big flag rolled up in the starry sky, and a kind of gloomy star power swept towards the surroundings with the dancing of the big flag. Although the human immortals shrouded in the light circle were not injured, they were still alive. While the banner was rolling, their bodies were still driven involuntarily, and they were thrown far away in the starry sky.
During this process, the Xuanxian of the Spirit Race constantly moved his seals with his hands, and unleashed various magical attacks in an attempt to break through the defense of the golden circle of light.
These methods of the other party have already reflected his strength, which is absolutely extraordinary, and it is very likely that he is a monk who has inherited the six great veins among the spirit clan.
While the other party was casting spells, Mo He threw the Mo Yuzhu staff forward without hesitation, and quickly attacked the Xuanxian of the Spirit Race in the starry sky.
The power of the black jade bamboo stick made this Xuanxian of the Spirit Race feel a little threat. As soon as the bamboo stick arrived in front of him, he had already controlled the big flag beside him, and it rolled suddenly in the starry sky, a wave The power of the gloomy stars directly supported the black jade bamboo staff that was about to land on him.
Looking at the Mo Yuzhu stick that slowed down, the big flag rolled up again, and even tried to take the Mo Yuzhu stick away. Seeing this scene, how could Mo He make the other party happy? Tuan Qingguang shot directly at the opponent, and at the same time, the spell in his hand changed, and shot a dead tree fairy light at the Xuanxian of the Spirit Race.
The banner of the Xuanxian of the Spirit Race was rolled up, but it was blocked by the blue-black light emitted from the surface of the Mo Yuzhu staff, and it was not taken away by it, and the Muyuan Spiritual Orb that followed it was also blocked. This Xuanxian of the Spirit Race had to divert his attention and stretch out his hand to resist.
As for the dead wood fairy light that came at the end, it made the eyes of this Lingzu Xuanxian slightly brighten.
As a kind of fairy art, Dead Wood Immortal cannot be said to be so subtle. Although compared with when Mo He created it, the level of subtlety has improved a lot, but it is still relatively common now, but this method is not the same as this spirit. The Dao cultivated by Zu Xuanxian is somewhat suitable. For him, this method is quite desirable.
Of course, Mo He has no time to pay attention to these things now. After he used his methods one after another, the distance between him and the Xuanxian of the Spirit Race narrowed, and then he used his little supernatural power again to deal with a man who was taller than himself and a big man. The Xuanxian of the realm must go all out to be able to deal with it without using his hole cards.
Shuimu Tsinghua's supernatural power unfolded, and the range covered this time was the largest time Mohe had destroyed the scope of this supernatural power so far, covering a range of tens of thousands of miles.
In fact, Mo He can continue to expand this range, but in this way, the gain will not be worth the loss. Not only will it consume more mana, but also the mastery of the space within the range of the supernatural power will be reduced.
A beautiful landscape once again appeared in the starry sky, with clusters of flowers and sparkling water, such a beautiful scenery, even the powerhouses of the Golden Immortal Realm couldn't help being attracted.
However, the reason why they were attracted was not because of the beauty of the scenery in front of them, but because everyone could see the clues of Mo He's little supernatural power.
Several strong men in the golden fairy realm of the human race are looking at Mo He and the Xuanxian of the Spirit Race with great interest at this moment, wanting to see if Mo He can defeat a Spirit Race without worrying about his own defense The Xuanxian, if he can do it, what step can he do in the end.
In contrast, the faces of the three golden immortals on the Spirit Race side looked much uglier. Not long after the real battle started, they had already noticed that quite a few Spirit Race immortals were obviously not as powerful as theirs. The human race was beheaded, such a loss is indeed a bit aggrieved.
At this moment, looking at Mo He and that Spiritual Tribe Profound Immortal, among the three Golden Spiritual Race Immortals, someone finally couldn't help it, took out an object in his hand, and smashed it, the big star pushed by the Spiritual Race The star, whose surface contains the power of the blood-colored star with the artistic conception of killing, immediately began to spread forward.
When the blood-colored star power was about to cover those spirit races, one of the several golden immortal powerhouses of the human race suddenly changed the color of his eyes, one black and one white, and at the same time the aura on his body also changed. become deeper.
His eyes stared at the bloody star power that was about to spread in front of him, and then he saw that piece of bloody star power, and suddenly froze there, and then time seemed to start to flow backwards, and the power of this star reappeared. Back on the surface of the big star, it became calm as before.
Seeing that his method was easily stopped by the golden fairy of the human race, the faces of the three golden fairies of the spirit race became even uglier.
The giant thunder god was even more flickering with lightning, as if he couldn't help it and was about to strike.
In this regard, several golden immortals of the human race showed no concern, and their eyes continued to fall on Mo He, watching Mo He exert his own advantages as much as possible within the scope of his own small supernatural powers, and that A Xuanxian of the Spirit Race gradually showed a hint of admiration in his eyes.
After actually fighting a master of Xuanxian realm head-on, Mo He finally realized for himself how much stronger a master of Xuanxian realm is compared to a real immortal.
The Xuanxian of the Spirit Race who was fighting with him completely overwhelmed him with his mana. Although his supernatural powers were not necessarily stronger than him, they were definitely not weak. Powerful, it should be a middle-grade immortal treasure with four immortal prohibitions.
Even within the range of his little supernatural power, when Mo He fights against the opponent, he still has a feeling of being suppressed by the opponent. The golden halo on his head has already helped him block the opponent's attack once. Mo He felt that he still hadn't put in all his strength.
"The gap is indeed not small, but if I don't need to worry about defense at all, it's not like I have no chance of winning!" After dodging another attack with the power of his little supernatural power, Mo He secretly said in his heart.
With a thought, the scene inside Mohe's little supernatural power suddenly changed. The original flower clusters turned into a boundless water area. In the center of the water area, a towering tree exuding blue light stood proudly , above the big tree, dots of stars covered the sky.
In this landscape, the figure of Mo He stood under the big tree, smiling at the Xuanxian of the Spirit Race, and then took a step back, entering the towering tree.