This is not the first time Mo He has seen this winged Spirit Clan Golden Immortal. The other party and the female Cultivator Golden Immortal who had been beheaded by him before appeared together at the junction of the star fields of the two clans. The female cultivator, the Golden Immortal, had already been beheaded by him, and Mo He never thought that he would meet another one.
But after thinking about it, this is actually very normal. There are more than 500 strong people in the Golden Immortal Realm of the human race. Several golden immortals have fallen one after another, and they have to face the attacks of three clans at the same time. It is not surprising to see familiar faces.
The eyes of the two people looked at each other, and the invisible eyes collided in the starry sky, which seemed to be real, causing a very slight distortion in the starry sky. This was already an invisible confrontation.
Next, Mo He and the few golden immortals around him all turned into streaks of light in a tacit understanding, and together with their chosen opponent, they headed towards the distant starry sky, keeping some distance from the surrounding battlefield.
In this fight, everyone did not choose to open up a small space as a battlefield, but they were all ready to fight in the starry sky, but they all tacitly avoided the center of the battlefield to prevent possible impact, and the battlefield Pull it longer.
In the process of flying to the distance, Mo He felt a sharp cold light, like a sharp sword, attacking him quickly at a speed that surpassed his own escape.
This is the Golden Immortal of the Spirit Race, who has already launched an attack on him first, and the cold light that hit him is a feather on the wings of the opponent's back.
The Muyuan Lingmiao Orb was suspended above Mo He's head in an instant, and layers of glass-like light continuously emanated from the Muyuan Lingmiao Orb, spreading to the surroundings, blocking the prickly feather.
Among the glass-like rays of light that spread out, the feather immediately slowed down after breaking through several layers of glass-like rays of light. Gradually, the surface seemed to be covered with a layer of decayed wooden structure, falling into the starry sky.
The light with the texture of colored glaze spread far away this time, and the layers seemed to extend infinitely. The Jinxian of the Lingzu who was not far from Mo He was facing the colored glaze that was about to sweep over him. The texture of the light also had to deal with it.
The wings on his back expanded several times in an instant, and the feathers at the tip of the two wings were like sharp swords, and the surface even shone with a sharp cold light.
Two wings swung forward suddenly from behind him, and white cold light poured out like a torrential rain, tearing layers of glaze-like light in an instant, and continued to attack Mohe continuously. go.
His attacks, of course, did not fall on Mo He, most of them were blocked by the layers of glazed light, and a small part flew to other places around, flying out in the starry sky. It traveled a long distance, and chopped up some meteorites and even tiny stars in the distance.
Facing the attack like a torrential rain, Mo He gently waved his sleeve robe forward, and a blue-black light suddenly flew out of Mo He's sleeve robe, forcefully breaking through the rainstorm. The attack like a gust of wind appeared directly in front of the Golden Immortal of the Spirit Race.
"Ding!"
In the starry sky where sound can hardly be transmitted, such a collision sound suddenly sounded, and then, the sound did not stop, but continued to sound, as if pieces of metal-like feathers began to vibrate , issued an invisible sharp blade in the starry sky.
At the same time as the oscillating sound sounded, the Muyuan Lingmiao Orb emitted layers of light, which were quickly cut and shattered. The power approached less than three meters in front of Mo He, and the light stabilized.
The mana in Mo He's body surged out, and the Muyuan Lingmiao Orb shone brightly above his head. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to grab it to the side, and the Mo Yuzhu stick that flew out just now appeared in his hand out of thin air.
Holding the Mo Yuzhu stick, Mo He quickly moved it a little forward, and the moment he pointed it out, a feather like metal appeared on the top of the Mo Yuzhu stick, and was covered by the Mo Yuzhu stick. At the same time it was intercepted, the two streams of air from the tip of the Black Jade Bamboo Staff also quickly shredded the feather. Afterwards, the two streams of air rushed forward suddenly, converging into an entangled ray of light, which shot directly at the feather. That Spirit Race Golden Immortal.
The ray of light that came out happened to collide with an attack from the Spirit Race Golden Immortal. In an instant, the two attacks collided and turned into a dazzling ray of light, which was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes. At the same time, a powerful impact spread in the starry sky, and all the surrounding meteorites were pushed aside.
At the same time as this dazzling light was shining, neither Mo He nor the Jinxian of the Spirit Race stopped because of this, but the fight between them became more intense.
A longbow suddenly appeared in the hand of the Jinxian of the Spirit Race. The two ends of the longbow seemed to have no bowstrings. It was such a longbow without bowstrings. After the ordinary sharp arrow, Mo He felt a sense of danger.
The sharp arrow pierced through the air, and at the same time as the feather flew out, it had already arrived in front of Mo He, and at this time, a layer of light and shadow immediately appeared beside Mo He, and he used his little supernatural power out.
Under the suppression of Mo He's little supernatural power, the feather-like sharp arrow was restrained by Mo He in front of his eyes, and the following sharp arrows were also within the range of Mo He's little supernatural power. Inside, he was suppressed abruptly.
However, that strong Jinxian from the Spirit Race continued to shoot sharp arrows, regardless of the fact that his own attacks had no effect at all.
And his method of attacking continuously despite knowing that it has no effect, immediately made Mo He feel a little bad, just when he had a thought, and was about to mobilize the power of the little supernatural power to destroy all these sharp arrows , the sharp arrows that were originally fixed in the air suddenly had streaks of white light on their surface, and then each one became transparent.
Immediately afterwards, Mo He suddenly felt that his little supernatural power was driven into nails out of thin air, temporarily nailing all the power of his little supernatural power into the void, and he couldn't mobilize it at all.
Not only is it impossible to mobilize the power of the little supernatural power, even if I want to take back the power of the little supernatural power, it is almost impossible to do it at all, and I am still consuming my mana continuously.
The sudden change couldn't help but startled Mo He. The opponent's move was obviously targeted, and it was specifically aimed at his own little supernatural powers. It can be seen that his usual methods have long been regarded by the opponent. In his eyes, the other party has long wanted to deal with him.
As soon as this idea came up, Mo He immediately discovered that the space around him seemed to be frozen suddenly, and this solidification of space was a change in the rules of space. Mo He wanted to break it open and It's not difficult, but he needs to spend a little time, a little bit of time, no more than two breaths at most, even under full strength, one breath is fine.
But at this moment, he didn't have the time to breathe, because the Spirit Race Golden Immortal, who issued this confinement method, needed this time to breathe.
The longbow in his hand obviously has no strings, but at this moment, he has already drawn it to the full. On the longbow, there is a colorful feather, and the mysterious Taoist rhyme emanating from it is clearly It is a combination of several Taos, and it is also the Tao of this Spirit Race Golden Immortal.
The tips of the colorful feathers still condense this bit of bloody light, and there is an ominous atmosphere circulating on the plane, which seems to be some kind of curse technique.
At this moment, Mo He felt his scalp tingling instantly. He could feel the power of this arrow, which was enough to kill a golden fairy, especially the cutting-edge curse technique, which was completely a killer move. .
"Don't be hurt by this arrow!" Mo He's heart shuddered suddenly, and he realized that he couldn't be hurt by this arrow, even if his skin was pierced a little, it would probably be quite troublesome for him.
The next moment, the Golden Immortal of the Spirit Race let go, and the colorful feathered arrow turned into a multicolored ray of light, forcefully tearing through the defense of Mo He's Mu Yuan Ling Miao Orb, and went straight to the center of Mo He's eyebrows. The power, even before he got close, made Mo He feel a tingling sensation from the primordial spirit.
Just when the feathered arrow was about to hit Mohe, the Xuanyuan Gourd appeared in front of the feathered arrow, and directly put the feathered arrow into it, and then the Xuanyuan Gourd shook slightly, followed by , a red light suddenly spewed out from the mouth of the gourd, turned back at an extremely fast speed, and shot towards the golden fairy of the Spirit Race.
Suddenly, the Jinxian of the Spirit Race was startled, and then quickly dodged away, not daring to touch the red light at all.
This red light was the means he had attached to the surface of the feather arrow just now, so he naturally knew its power and was bounced back, even if he himself did not dare to receive it.
And taking advantage of the opponent's dodging opportunity, Mo He quickly broke through the confinement of space, and at the same time, with a flash of figure, he was already not far in front of the Jinxian of the Spirit Race. The mysterious Dao Yun slammed into the other party fiercely.
And the golden fairy of the Spirit Race reacted very quickly. While backing away and dodging, the longbow in his hand disappeared, replaced by a metal feather more than two meters long, which looked like It was a long sword, which he held up to hold Mo He to attack.
After this blow, the two retreated at the same time. While Mo He was retreating, the other hand quickly shot out a few dead wood fairy lights. When the opponent shot a few white lights as sharp as sword energy, Then it opened the distance.
After the distance was drawn, the two looked at each other, and neither of them was in a hurry to make a move, because both Mo He and the Jinxian found that, in terms of the strengths that each other showed now, the two of them were evenly matched. , I am afraid that in a short period of time, there is nothing they can do to win each other.
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