"It must be able to delay for a while." Mo Teng thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and responded. Indeed, even if the little unicorn beast gave him power, he could only delay it for a while. Since signing the contract with Murong Xing'er, his ability has been cut by 30%, unless Murong Xing'er uses his heart to force the contract out. , otherwise his 30% power will be lost forever.
"Then go to delay for a while, at least until the two of them have completed this ceremony." The little unicorn sighed and said with a heavy tone.
It gently touched the top of the Holy Light Zhuxian Staff with its claws, reciting an ancient incantation in its mouth, emitting bursts of light, and the light was full of power. Soft light wrapped it, and finally when it finished reading the last rune, the light rushed towards Mo Teng, Mo Teng felt his power recover, closed his eyes and enjoyed the baptism of this wonderful power.
After a while, the light dissipated, and the little unicorn beast looked sullen, and didn't even bother to lift its claws. Seeing this, Beichen Moxuan put it in his arms. Mo Teng felt very good at this time. His strength was back. Although he lost to his heyday, he seemed to be stronger than before. Looking at the approaching Fengyan, there was a faint excitement in his eyes. He was already eager to try.
"Go buy more time, for the sake of the world, for them, and for yourself." The voice of the little unicorn beast was a little weak, but the majesty was still there. Mo Teng nodded lightly, and then jumped to meet the wind eye.
"Can't we all be restored? I'm afraid he can't do it alone." Beichen Moxuan asked in a soft voice as he stroked the little unicorn's hair.
"No, my strength is also restricted here. I just relied on the spiritual power left by Nuwa in the Holy Light Zhuxian Staff to help Mo Teng recover its spiritual power. Now that my spiritual power is exhausted, I have no way to recover. The little unicorn moved his body, found a comfortable position in Beichen Moxuan's arms, and said a little tiredly, "Trust him, he is the ancient god of war."
"I always think he is very unreliable." Qing Yan looked at Mo Teng who was wearing white clothes and confronted Fengyan not far away, snorted softly, and said angrily, "Although the title is very domineering, it doesn't look very much. Reliable people."
"Mo Teng is a very strong person. It's just that he signed a contract with Xing'er, so his own power has received some restrictions." Beichen Moxuan chuckled and shook his head, explaining helplessly. I really don't understand why Qingyan and Mo Teng are so misaligned, and I don't see where the two have big differences of opinion, but they just don't deal with each other like that.
"Magic Teng in its heyday, you can fight me." The little unicorn looked up at the distance and seemed to understand, but in fact, the turbulent magic Teng and Fengyan, Shen Sheng commented. Qing Yan didn't say anything after hearing the words, she pouted and turned her head to the other side.
Mo Teng went up against the wind, stopped in mid-air and looked at Feng Yan from afar. The beast in the wind eye seemed to sense that Mo Teng threatened its existence. The beast's might was displayed, and the wind seemed to have received an order to attack Mo Teng.
Mo Teng smiled lightly, waved his hand, and his spiritual power came out clearly, and a wind wall blocked all attacks. Looking at the monster in Feng's eyes, he said with a sneer, "Yongfeng, don't you know that I am the ancestor of playing with wind?" He raised his hand, and a fierce wind stabbed straight into the center of Fengyan.