Chapter 1807 Broken Spear, Broken Frost, Burning Fire
Chapter 1708 Broken Spear, Broken Frost, Burning Fire
Zizizi, the tip of the gun suddenly slipped in the palm of his hand, and Mo Junrong, who was originally calm, suddenly felt a little nervous.
What's the matter, I can't grasp the tip of the gun?
You know, in order to hold this attack with his bare hands, he has already used the blood demon technique in the evil cultivation technique.
Unleash the surging magic power of Qi and blood, inject it into the left arm, and let the left arm become the hand of the blood demon.
If it weren't for the more powerful power of the Flame of Glory in his body, it would suppress the magical power of Qi and blood in the evil cultivating spell.
His arm will lose its human arm shape and become a real magic hand.
Now the overall appearance has not changed, but the skin has the color of a gorefiend, and there are granulation-like protrusions that are constantly wriggling.
Although under the effect of the flame of glory, the appearance of the arm has not changed much, but the effect of the blood demon technique can still be 100% displayed.
Mo Junrong has studied this special evil spell for a long time, it is a sorcery that abandons human nature in exchange for tyrannical physical strength.
It stands to reason that if you perform this blood demon technique with your own cultivation level, the toughness of your arm will far exceed that of the highest grade magic weapon.
The power held tightly in the hand will also exceed the power of moves above the seventh heaven of the divine realm, and it should be easy to block the tip of the silver star's shining spear.
But why, I can't hold the tip of the spear. Could it be that this thrusting attack has surpassed the limit of moves in the seventh heaven of the divine realm?
Mo Junrong raised his head in disbelief, and glanced behind Kanchi's head for confirmation.
That's right, in the silver-white God Ring of Tibetan Heaven and Earth, there are only four Radiant God Lights revolving around it.
Without the shadow of the fifth article, it is the power level of the fourth heaven of the divine place.
This made him even more puzzled as to why he was able to launch an attack at the level of the seventh heaven in the fourth heaven of the divine place.
If the woman named Kanchi was in the Ninth Heaven of the Divine Presence Realm, wouldn't she be able to stab a stronger ultimate move than Ge Wuqing and Renhua? This is too outrageous.
Zizizi, the tip of the gun slipped again in the palm of the hand, and the silvery tip had already protruded, pointing directly at Mo Junrong's chest.
Mo Junrong frowned, and he felt that Kanchi's power to push the silver gun increased wave by wave.
If this continues, the blood demon technique alone may not be able to grasp the tip of the spear.
A fierce look flashed across his cheeks, he raised his right hand, and the stone ax the size of a door panel swept across.
Like a solid wall, carrying a buzzing and whistling sound, it slammed into the silver gun barrel horizontally.
No matter how powerful Kanchi's attack is, he needs this magic weapon, the silver spear, to thrust forward.
No matter how hard the magical weapon is, it is not as strong as the Destiny Axe, just break the barrel of the gun.
The huge ax swept across, and of course Kanchi found out.
The silver gun in his hand is made of 镔星铁, which is the ore specially brought by Gu Ya from the warehouse of Luoshuang Pavilion.
The texture is hard and flexible, strong and elastic, which is the best material for forging spears.
But even if it is a star iron, it can only create a high-grade magic weapon, which is still far from the real top-grade.
Now facing the magic soldier who was shooting horizontally, Kanchi knew that the gun barrel would definitely be broken without even thinking about it.
She quickly changed the direction of force, grabbed the butt of the gun and yanked it back.
Zizizi, sparks and electric arcs flew in all directions, and the tip of the gun was still held in the palm of Mo Junrong.
Damn, can't get it out!
Two feet, one foot, five inches, three inches, the distance was getting closer and closer, and Kanchi knew that it was impossible for him to draw his silver gun back.
At this point, she resolutely let go of the butt of the gun, raised her foot and kicked the butt of the gun.
The final impact was injected into the body of the gun from the bottom of his feet, and he used the reaction force to turn over and retreat, out of the impact range of the Divine Axe of Destiny.
Mo Junrong paused slightly with his left hand holding the tip of the gun, and then the ax of destiny with his right hand hit the barrel of the gun.
The barrel of the gun quickly bent into an arc, and then the degree of bending exceeded the limit of the star iron.
Click, the cracking sound was clear and loud, and the silver fragments burst and splashed.
In this way, the magic weapon silver spear was smashed from the middle, leaving only the tail of the spear falling to the ground and the tip of the spear remaining in Mo Junrong's palm.
And just as Mo Junrong swung the Destiny Ax to snap off the silver spear, the ice-blue river in the sky had already rushed above his head.
The intense cold was pressing down on his head, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze, becoming stagnant and difficult.
The golden-red light on Mo Junrong's body suddenly dimmed, and was suppressed by the chill, as if it was about to go out.
He is good at the power of heaven and earth with the nature of metal and flames, among which there are more flames, which are mutually restrained with Gu Ya's power of heaven and earth.
Suddenly encountering such a large number of cold currents, he had no time to mobilize and release his power of heaven and earth, and was suddenly suppressed in his body.
Mo Junrong's skin and the surface of his robe were quickly covered with white frost.
The icy blue light poured down like a mighty river from the top of his head, enveloping Mo Junrong's whole body.
In the distance, Gu Ya saw the gushing flow of frost covering Mo Junrong, so she immediately closed her palms together.
"Get together!"
The ice-blue power of heaven and earth not only waters and falls, but also compresses and gathers inwards under Gu Ya's control.
It seems that there are countless big hands squeezing the light towards the center, forcing this icy power into Mo Junrong's skin.
Feeling that his most commonly used power of heaven and earth was being suppressed, Mo Junrong raised his eyebrows, showing a clear look.
It turned out that Kanchi and Gu Ya wanted to cooperate to kill themselves.
One destroys the physical body, and the other extinguishes the power of heaven and earth and the fire of glory. It's really a good plan.
"What a pity, what a pity, who am I, I am Mo Junrong!
Gu Ya, a cultivator at the peak of the sixth heaven in the Divine Absence Realm, actually tried to compare himself with the power of heaven and earth, naive. "
He pondered introspection, activating the power deep in his chest that he was unwilling to use, the burning fire that never ceased.
In an instant, a strong fiery breath bloomed from the inside out, spreading and filling along the bone marrow and flesh and blood.
The power of the Flame of Glory was fully activated, replacing the power of heaven and earth to fill the whole body.
Mo Junrong knew in his heart that the power of the Flame of Glory did not entirely belong to him, it was inextricably linked with the God Lord.
The more I rely on the flame of glory, the deeper I am controlled by the God Lord, and it will be more difficult to get rid of it in the future.
However, this is not the first time Mo Junrong has done the matter of seeking skin from a tiger. He has been able to successfully turn against the client before, and of course he will be able to do so in the future.
Boom, the whistling sound of burning fire sang from his body surface, and hot flames gushed out from every pore.
The hoarfrost hanging on the skin and the surface of the robe was instantly engulfed by the flames, not even water vapor remained.
The red light pushed away the pouring icy blue river, and it rolled up and burned blazingly, like a group of never-ending flames using the waterfall as fuel.
"What, Mo Junrong can still use the Flame of Glory, is it because his power of heaven and earth is not enough?"
Gu Ya was extremely surprised, and pressed down hard with both hands, causing the frost to pour on the top of Mo Junrong's head at a faster speed.
Trying to use the power of the cold world to forcibly suppress Mo Junrong's rising flame.
But at this moment, Gu Ya heard the sound of whizzing and flying in the sky beside her, and when she glanced sideways, there were hundreds of dense cold lights.
Han Guang's target was herself, could it be that this was also an attack controlled by Mo Junrong?