Chapter 1319
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1319
2021-11-05
Chapter 1319 Burning down the sky"A good walking stick!"
In the family school, he is very famous.
The ascetic takes traveling the world as a cultivation, not afraid of hardships, not afraid of hardships, the more dangerous the place, the more you want to go.
In the wilderness, there are poisonous snake wild beast, robbers and robbers, and mud volcanoes, all kinds of dangerous environments.
Ascetics, as the name suggests, mainly focus on ascetic travel and travel.
Wearing in rough clothes and holding a wooden staff, he resolutely walked into the wilderness.
A wooden stick that can hang a water bottle, used to drive away poisonous snake poison insects from the grass, and can also be used as a weapon for self-defense when encountering wild beasts.
If you encounter an abnormal ground, you don't know if there are traps, and you can still poke on the ground to test.
Therefore, this wooden stick is called 'walker's stick'.
The walking stick in the hands of the ascetic's son is a psychic magic weapon, and it is the ascetic's sect protecting treasure.
This treasure can drive away poisonous snake poison insect insects, and can suppress water, fire, and wind, and has various sharp effects when facing the enemy.
Mo Duyu's fire attack was fierce just now, but after the ascetic's son took out the walking stick, he immediately turned things around.
"The psychic magic weapon!"
Many Baijia schools sighed secretly, there are only so many psychic magic weapons in the world, and within the Baijia school, it can be counted on one's fingers.
The son of the ascetic, who came to power with a walking stick, could really defeat Mo Duyu.
I'm afraid, this time Taoism is going to capsize.
In the beginning, there was no reaction from Daoist, so everyone focused on the arena to see how Mo Duyu would respond?
Fang Dou knew, however, that Mo Duyu had not used all his strength, and the power of the Fire Department's Tianzhang had not been brought into full play.
"Mo Duyu, go down!"
The son of the ascetic, recalling the scene just now, cold sweat broke out, it was too dangerous.
Innumerable fires raged, almost burying him, but if he was slow for a moment, he was now turned into ashes.
Thinking of Mo Duyu being so savage, he naturally wouldn't show mercy. He held up his walking stick and poked Mo Duyu's forehead.
"Good time!"
Mo Duyu said with a sneer, "trifling magic weapon, what can I do?"
"Let you see Come down, the formidable power of Tianzhang of the Fire Department!"
After speaking, he spread out his palms, and countless runes of soybeans emerged, gathering in groups in the air.
"Come on, Fire Department Tianzhang!"
These runes are entangled in the air, instantly turning into a sword, with sparks beating around, all around the sword body.
"go!"
This fire-baked sword flies into the sky to meet the walking stick.
“Flying Sword?”
Some people could not help but blurt out when they saw the sword flying away.
However, no matter the three Sword Immortals in Shu, or Fang Dou's face, there is a hint of disdain.
Straight and straight, throwing power, rigid trajectory, straight, also worthy of the name Flying Sword?
As sword-playing experts, they could naturally see that this sword had nothing to do with Flying Sword, and was simply thrown out by Mo Duyu.
The body of this sword is not the cold light flickering blade, but the sparks all around.
"Ding dong!"
The sword and the walking stick collided, immediately sticking together, and the fire swarmed up, wrapping the walking stick, and burning violently.
The son of the ascetic, he had already expected this, and flicked his fingers against the walking stick.
The walking staff made a brittle sound, then vibrated, buzzing into overlapping apparitions.
In this way, the flames that stick to it naturally cannot stick to it and start to go out one by one.
Even with the sword, he was shocked and jumped endlessly, seeing that he was about to be thrown away.
"Change!"
Mo Duyu manipulated from a distance, the sword immediately changed shape, turned into a steel claws, and locked the walking stick suddenly, only a few clicks could be heard. , the joints are closed, and they are locked firmly.
This is not the end.
hu hu!
Mo Duyu faced the hook and blew a sharp breath. This breeze seemed ordinary, but it was stronger than kerosene.
Originally, there were only three or five bean-sized flames left on the walking stick, and they were about to go out with shaking.
However, as soon as the breeze blew, the flames skyrocketed like a potion.
Crash-bang it!
The firelight formed a line, from beginning to end, densely covering the wooden staff, burning red.
The son of the ascetic, he couldn't help but let go of his palm and took a few steps back.
"Set it up for me!"
Seeing that the situation was in critical condition, his palm cracked, blood light constructed a secret talisman of this faction, and shot it against the walking stick.
At the moment, the walking stick was burned by the fire and was also in torment. With this secret talisman, I was instantly saved.
sou!
The walking stick, like a live fish on a frying pan, jumped into the air, throwing off most of the flames.
Looking from a distance, the end of this brown wooden staff has been dyed with charred black, obviously not unscathed.
"Walker's stick, help me get close to the opponent and defeat the enemy to win!"
At this moment, Mo Duyu's envoy's fire has occupied the home court of the sacrifice.
The previous wind, frost and snowflakes have disappeared at the moment, only sparks blooming everywhere.
The son of the ascetic turned to the disadvantage, and Mo Duyu on the opposite side was surrounded by fire defenses.
Layers of fire, like a solid wall, cut off the line of sight, and even cut off the path of his direct attack.
Therefore, the son of the ascetic can only find another way.
He held the walking stick and muttered a few words in silence.
Next moment, the son of the ascetic broke through the fire in front of him, like opening an endless door, and came directly to Mo Duyu.
"Mo Duyu, you are defeated!"
This is the Supreme Divine Ability of the ascetic, holding a walking stick, can Up Into the Heavens, Down into the Earth, the enemy has no hidden away.
The Mo Duyu in front of him has no half-light guards around him, so he can be directly defeated.
"Sorry, you lost!"
Mo Duyu's calm eyes suddenly glowed with yellow light, and the temperature on his body increased sharply.
The Ascetic's Son's Rod, raised high, fell against his chest.
Next moment, two orange-yellow firelights shot out from Mo Duyu's eyes and hit the walking stick.
"Go down!"
The son of the ascetic was about to use his strength to disperse the fire, but didn't expect, the heat from the fire was surging, Actually far surpasses the imagination.
Before he could react, he was overwhelmed by the heat flow of asserts the senses.
……
“dong!”
The walking stick was stuck on the ground, and the ascetic’s charred body fell heavily under the altar.
all around is very quiet.
This fight ended in a fiasco for the son of the ascetic, and the Taoists won a big victory.
Mo Duyu, who was on the altar of sacrifice, looked as usual, without the slightest joy of winning.
That is the son of the ascetic, one of the rumored one hundred sons, not everyone can be defeated.
Rumors once said that the hundred sons were born according to heaven and had a strange fate, and most people could not move.
Mo Duyu was able to beat the ascetic son's life and death.
"Quick, quick to save people!"
A moment later, the medical practitioner's disciples rescued the son of the ascetic, and applied hundreds of layers of various ointments one after another. The large lotus leaf on the leaf door was wrapped and taken away.
After confirmation, the son of the ascetic, although he still has breath left, has been seriously injured in a coma, let alone a cultivation base, his life may not be saved.
(end of this chapter)