Chapter 1339
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1339
2021-11-12
Chapter 1339 Ancient Witch InheritanceFang Dou's heart skipped a beat, as if he had guessed the origin of Wumen.
The division of the Hundred Schools, until now is a mystery, and it is constantly changing with the passage of time.
Once in Ancient Era, Taoism, Buddhism and famous religion, and also one of the hundred schools.
But nowadays, the meaning of the Baijia School excludes these three schools, which means the school that brings revival to the return of Baizi.
Fang Dou has heard that the Wu Family is included in a certain version of the Hundred Schools.
To a certain extent, the Wu Family is also one of the hundred families, why cannot there be a son of the Wu Family?
In the world, no one can surpass Fang Dou in terms of understanding of Mijiao and Wu Family, and even the veterans of Mijiao may not be comparable to Fang Dou. Teach the Sect Founder.
He looked towards Wumen and became more and more certain of this possibility.
However, this speculation, which Fang Dou hid in the heart, was not announced to the public because it was unnecessary.
Mijiao's actions, as long as it doesn't conflict with him, Fang Dou doesn't need to interfere, just let it go.
Even, Fang Dou looked at Wumen and has several points of relief, after all, this is also his Junior!
On the platform of sacrifice, Wumen released sixteen miasma air masses, which stunned Mo Duyu.
He was also quite emotional, for the sake of cultivation ancient witch inheritance, the sacrifice was too great.
Even with the 'Spiritual Elixir' granted by Master Ancestor, realm advanced by leaps and bounds, he was still exhausted, causing him to look sick and coughing all the year round.
But the sacrifice is worth it.
Mijiao has been in the wild for many years.
In the era of Baizi's return, how could Wu Family be missing?
Wumen also heard Master Ancestor sigh that if he was outside, he should be called 'the son of Wu Family'.
This name, Wumen also doesn't like it, his favorite title is 'Miwu Descendants'.
"Daoist friends, you flick left and right, and I hit you, so I had to disperse!"
It turned out that the Thunder Fire on Mo Duyu's body fused and turned into a liquid.
However, the miasma with no opportunity cannot be easily extinguished.
Every time the Thunder Fire falls, a large area of miasma perishes, but the sixteen miasma clusters grow along with them, and the number never decreases.
At the end, Mo Duyu couldn't even attack with Thunder Fire, he could only wrap his body and defend passively.
He was annoyed when he heard Wumen's words, since you can't tell good from bad, then send you off?
“Thunder Fire is going to explode!”
Mo Duyu took a deep breath, and the Thunder Fire all over his body rose up, igniting the air and detonating it, expanding a mushroom cloud covering a radius of hundreds of miles.
Under such an indiscriminate attack, the miasma was also pushed out far away.
However, he also noticed that although the sixteen miasma air masses were gone, they did not dissipate. It is conceivable that when their strength was exhausted, they would return and attack him again. .
Mo Duyu said with a sneer, "Is there a chance?"
If the two Divine Ability can't fight, then the three Divine Ability will come out together, even if the ancient witch is reborn, What is there to fear?
Taking advantage of the gap created by the Thunder Fire, Mo Duyu's eyes flew out two stars, which landed at his feet and began to spin, rising in a spiral from bottom to top.
Thunder, fire and stars, the three forces began to merge.
At this time, Wumen was gathering the miasma that flew away, slightly frowned, waving his palms, and ordering Mo Duyu to swarm.
"Three Divine Ability!"
Under the sacrificial platform, the audience who could still stand were amazed.
Wumen just now had the state of three Divine Ability, forcing Wei Tuotian to use the Buddha Tooth Relic.
Wumen can force him to use his strongest form, even if he loses, he will be honored.
On second thought, Wumen seems to have only 16 miasma masses. Facing the pressure of Mo Duyu, will any miracle happen again?
For a time, everyone wait and see.
"Thunder Fire Fight, three Divine Ability!"
Wumen saw Mo Duyu's form, and was also clicking one's tongue in wonder.
He also heard Master Ancestor mention that the legend of the four Divine Ability in Celestial Court, and now he can actually see three of them with his own eyes, thinking that this is the right time to go out.
If you are still in the Mijiao and stay in the Barbarian Desolate Land, how can you see such a legendary Divine Ability?
"Good come!"
Faced with the power of terror, Wumen was not afraid, but was eager to have a try.
“Act recklessly!”
Mo Duyu had already made up her mind to kill Wumen, but when she saw Wumen’s face without fear, she was still slightly angry.
Under his operation, the three Divine Ability began to merge and turned into a three-color giant axe.
From a distance, this three-color giant axe uses the flame as the handle, the thunder as the axe, and the stars as the blade. The three forces do not merge with each other, but form an extremely stable balance. condition.
Mo Duyu stretched out his hand, extremely cautiously, and held the giant axe.
He breathes deeply, holding the three-color giant axe, and does not step up, but stands in place, and falls towards the direction of Wumen.
The axe went down, and Mo Duyu had nothing to do with the numerous miasmas flying around in front of him, and looked at Wumen intently, as if giving up all defenses.
When the axe fell, the color of the sky changed, the clouds had thunder shuttles, and the flames burned, smearing a large cloud of fire.
The light in the sky dissipated and was swallowed up in an instant, leaving two stars alone, like a pair of eyes overlooking the earth.
Everything is moved towards Wumen, and the whole Heaven and Earth are fighting against it.
This is the true formidable power of the three Divine Ability in one.
What's even more difficult is that when everyone in the audience sees this and appreciates the splendor of the peerless Divine Ability, they don't feel the slightest discomfort or the slightest aftermath.
In other words, Mo Duyu's move, all the power gathered on the axe, never leaked out at all.
Compared to the previous Umen's miasma leakage, it accidentally hurt many viewers, no doubt many brilliant.
Standing on the sidelines and thinking about it, it is still not as intuitive as Wumen's immersive experience.
Wumen's face remained sallow, but his eyes were brighter than ever before.
The eyes of many people are gradually attracted by his eyes, wondering why the eyes can brighten the Supreme limit, it seems that it is at the cost of burning their lives.
In just a short moment, Wumen's eyes reached a point that was comparable to two stars in the sky.
Then, Wumen started to fight back.
He stretched out his hands and smeared it in the air. Sixteen miasma air masses collapsed one after another, turned into plumes of flying smoke, and returned to his hands.
While Wumen was busy, the tri-color giant axe that Mo Duyu had raised was pressed down inch by inch.
The sky and the earth, all around and the eight directions, the thunder and the fire, the night and the stars, began to compress and close with the fall of the axe.
In the blink of an eye, the time around Wumen's body has been compressed on the platform of sacrifice, and there is no room for turning around.
So, he has no other choice but to forcibly withstand this axe.
A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Duyu's mouth, her hands were tightly squeezed, and the tri-color giant axe was forced to fall.
The distance between the two seems to be far away, but in fact, under the pressure of the axe, it is just a snap.
"Mingzi, what do you think of the outcome of Wumen?"
Yuan Ming couldn't help but asked in a low voice.
The son of the famous family withdrew his gaze from the scroll and affirmed, "Wumen will turn defeat into victory!"
Yuan Ming was stunned when he heard this.
(end of this chapter)