Immortal Mortal

The celestial stick swung out, and it was the monk who was a virtual god. As for the other two true lake monks, Mo Wuji did not even look at it.

The fierce murderous face came, and the true gods and monks laughed, and the layers of scorpions in their hands were equally laid out, and they rolled toward Mo Wuji. At the same time, they screamed, "I dragged him and killed me..."

"Boom! Hey!" Mo Wuji thundered the thunderous bombardment of the monk in this virtual god, and the fierce force burst in the sky.

This imaginary monk felt that he was not able to return to his weak force, but he was shocked. It is no wonder that you can kill Yang Yang, and this strength is no worse than him.

No, it’s not an iron bar that just slammed him? How did it become a thunder?

"Hey! Hey!" Two **** fogs burst out, letting the monk of the virtual gods fight a spirit. Suddenly there was an indescribable fear in his heart. This fear was still a monk in a real lake, which made him feel ashamed.

The stick was obviously aimed at him, but it was on the other two. During this period, he did not feel any spatial changes in the transformation of power. What is this skill?

At this time, if he did not understand that Mo Wuji had planned to kill the two true lake monks at the beginning, he was an idiot. People have long been counted, first kill the real lake and then fight with him.

The stick shadow instantly killed two real lakes in the early days, and there was no change in Mo Wu’s eyes. The murderousness of the body is even more fierce, and the celestial stick is rolled up again. This time it is truly rolled up to the monk of the virtual god.

"Dangdang!" This imaginary monk is inevitable, and the layer of scorpion can only be hard-working and unscrupulous.

After wave after wave of violent madness, the madness of the vain rushed over, letting this imaginary monk stunned in his heart. He is also a virtual sacred place. Is it still afraid that a real lake will not be formed?

When the heart is afraid to go, the Melaleuca is transformed into an inexhaustible shadow, and the overwhelming lock is unscrupulous.

The unscrupulous celestial stick seems to be cracked. No matter where the shadow of the other party is, the celestial stick can be accurately smashed in the middle of the heart.

At the beginning, Mo Wuji still worried about his lack of skills. Later, he was completely immersed in this kind of exuberant sway. The celestial stick is in his hands, as if there is more life. He can use the simplest way, the most economical means to sway the celestial stick. He seems to be not fighting, but to paint on a piece of white paper.

Perhaps this is the true essence of Brahma's stick. Under Brahma's shadow, the other's legal skills are like baby toddlers.

"Hey..."

Yuan Li constantly blasted in the stars, and the more he played, the easier it was. The other party seemed to be caught in his stick skills and was completely unable to extricate himself. As long as he seizes the opportunity, he can always blast the next stick from the position where the other party is completely unpredictable.

What about the virtual state? He can use the stick technique to lock each other.

This is a virtual monk who is fighting against Mo Wuji, but it is more and more shocked. At the beginning, his layer of shadows completely shrouded Mo Wuji. He also believed that as long as the time is long, Mo Wuji will eventually He was tied up.

But now, it is himself who is tied. And as time goes by, the space he can control is getting smaller and smaller. It's like having an invisible hand, to hold him slowly.

"Hurry and go." Once this thought breeds, it is like a vine that spreads wildly. He did not expect that he was a dead man at the moment he decided to leave this thought.

After the Brahma sticks are fully displayed, even if there is a trace of space, it will not be missed. The next moment, the celestial stick broke his defense and penetrated directly from his eyebrows. It's like a long sword, a fatal blow.

This is not the first time that Mo Wuji killed the virtual reality, nor was he the last time he killed the virtual world. There was no fluctuation in his heart. At this moment, he stepped into the sky and watched more and more monks who surrounded him.

He killed two true lake monks and a virtual monk, and spent a lot of time. In this short period of time, he was trapped heavily, and the signal of the starry sky was still being shot, and a personal shadow was still rushing over.

Mo Wuji has gone from the initial incomprehension to his heart to escape. Until now, he has completely calmed down. Now he only has a strong killing in his heart. Not long ago, for the first time, he used his skill to kill a monk in the early days of the virtual state.

"Mo Wuji, I once respected you to set foot on the starry sky in the real lake, thinking that you are a man. Today I am wrong, you are trampled on the law of the starry sky, even the innocent cute girl I’m going to go. I’m not killing you today, I’m going to be a fair girl for the little girl, I’ve been practicing since then. Everyone is going to kill me, I’m going to kill this guy myself...” A bearded man Speaking, it rushed out of the crowd and directly rushed to Mo Wuji.

This is called the spirit of Xue Jiuyang's guy, and it seems that he has to kill Mo Wuji alone, but when he rushes to Mo Wuji, hundreds of people have already rushed over at the same time. For him, Xue Jiuyang plundered? He thought who he was.

Mo Wuji is a big treasure. No one wants to kill him. Even if he stabbed a sword on him, it is a glorious thing.

What is the honor of killing a monk in a starry list? Stabbing a scum that even a little girl will kill. How big is this aura? As long as you kill Mo Wuji, you are killing the monk, and you are famous for the Starry Temple.

Everyone knows the benefits of killing Mo Wuji and seriously hurting Wu, and will give this benefit to others. Only idiots will do this.

Behind the hundreds of monks, more monks rushed over, and Mo Wuji closed his eyes. At this moment, his heart was peaceful.

It’s like he used to concentrate on the medicinal fluid in the research room. There was no disturbance around him, no interference, no sound, only he was alone.

Even if thousands of people rushed to him, he was still alone at this moment.

Serenity is only in the unspeakable realm, and the madness of killing is constantly urging evaporation in the unscrupulous body.

Mo Wuji did not choose to continue to flee. He knows that with his own style of martial arts, it is really difficult to escape from birth in the case of all sides. As soon as he came out, someone released a signal. His strength was strong and there was a moment of exhaustion.

He lifted his foot and took a step forward. After the thunderstorm fell over this step, it fell overwhelmingly. At this moment, the celestial stick became an endless hunter, and it was rolled up to his opponent. After the Brahma sticks had killed a virtual monk, he was sublimated. At this moment, every stick was a killing.

"kill!"

At the moment when Mo Wuji rushed into the monk group, the killing spread completely. A piece of thunder arc fell, and some monks below the true lake were bombarded by thunder and arc, and very few survived.

After the monks in the real lake were bombarded by the thunder, the unscrupulous celestial stick seemed to be spiritual, and would follow up to add a stick.

Mo Wuji, the whole person and the celestial stick, became a whole, and the life was constantly harvested in the thunderstorms of the sky.

No matter who, no matter how many people, want his life, then use life to change.

When he harvested the lives of others, countless attacks fell on him. Even if he moves the stars to the extreme, the injuries are still piled up and become more and more serious.

More and more people are killed, and there are more and more injuries on Mo Wuji. The same is more and more heavy in his heart.

These people who killed him, there are almost no true gods, most of them are true lakes, virtual monks, and even monks under the Yuan Dan.

Only these low-level monks in the sky will turn around and look for opportunities. The general true-minded monks will come after they have a certain goal.

Now he is the target. Now there is no true monk monk. It doesn't mean that there is no real **** monk coming over for a while~www.readwn.com~ If you come to a fairyland, he may not even have the ability to do it. .

"This person is fierce, his power is limited, we will work harder, kill him together..." In the crowd, a virtual **** monk was bombarded by Mo Wubo, and suddenly snorted. Excuse me.

"Hey!" This imaginary monk has just fallen, and the unscrupulous celestial stick has already smashed his back in the perspective of incredible thoughts.

Although the vain monk was killed, what he said played a role, and with more and more monks coming over, Mo Wuji finally felt tired.

He is not a god, he is just a real lake. His purple power is stronger than the Great Lakes, but it is just a real lake. And in the early days of a true god, just trying to shoot once, he added two blood holes to his chest, and the bones broke several times.

The whole body is blood, and even the bones have broken a dozen roots. There is a wolf-stricken shackle. Today, even if he died here, he also wants to find a group of backs. The heart of the Qing dynasty shook slightly in the sea, and the violent temperature was about to burst.

He knows that he can't kill the enemy with his heart. This unscrupulously inspires the heart of the Qing Dynasty. The final result may be that the heart of the Qing Dynasty once again returns to the ambition, and then it is overwhelming. Everyone, including him, will be ashes in the heart of the green.

Some of the strong gods in the late stage of the virtual **** seem to feel the danger of Mo Wuji, and the subconscious retreats a lot. Unscrupulous eyes are cold, and although the only real **** in the early days has just arrived here, he also feels a sense of death from his unscrupulous eyes. He originally wanted to directly grab the Mo Wuji and left. Now, this kind of horror of Mo Wuji has made him somewhat jealous.

... (to be continued.)