Chapter 571: The Nine Transformations of the True Dragon
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"puff!"
Mo Wen spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew back a thousand feet before he could regain his balance.
Mo Wen's arms were drooped, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.
"Ahem...not bad!"
When You Ming saw Mo Wen injured, he felt relieved.
"Not bad! Even better ones are at the back!"
Netherworld exerted force on his waist and jumped forward fiercely.
"The dragon swings its tail!"
Mo Wen looked at the dragon's tail getting closer and closer, his pupils narrowed.
——
Just as he was about to use the teleportation power of the Sky Demon Wings to escape from the dragon tail's attack range, he suddenly felt a stab of pain in his head.
"Want to run away? No way!" You Ming looked at Mo Wen and gloated.
Seeing that Mo Wen was injured, he guessed that the opponent would avoid his next attack, so he took precautions in advance.
"Wow!"
Mo Wen was swept by the dragon's tail and spurted out a mouthful of blood, soaking his entire body. A large dent was made in his chest.
boom!
Mo Wen smashed into the ground and splashed dust all over the sky.
"Hey! Is it finally done now?" You Ming felt Mo Wen's vitality draining away quickly and couldn't help but grin.
But before he could be happy for long, he noticed that Mo Wen's loss of vitality was rising sharply.
"How could this happen?" You Ming said with wide eyes and disbelief on his face.
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call out!
Mo Wen rushed straight out of the ruins, his whole person became lively.
The injuries on his arms and the collapsed sternum have all been recovered.
"Hahaha... let's do it again!"
Mo Wen glanced at his arms and chest, which had returned to normal, and laughed heartily.
With the seal of Heavenly Dao, his physical realm has been polished more and more perfectly, and he has fallen in love with this feeling of pain and happiness.
"The 9th transformation of the true dragon! The 1st transformation!" You Ming looked at Mo Wen who was rushing towards him and shouted.
As his words fell, the dragon's body shone brightly and then shrank to half of its original size.
"Hey, it's gotten smaller?" Mo Wen looked at the shrunken Netherworld and said in surprise.
Normally, this kind of secret method of transformation is more powerful the bigger the body is.
boom!
Mo Wenqi stepped forward and took the initiative to punch Netherworld, one man and one dragon fist and claw struck each other.
The space where the two collided with each other was shattered by huge force, and terrifying energy fluctuations swept around.
Click!
A bone cracking sound was heard, and there were cracks in the bones of Mo Wen's right fist and arm.
boom!
The attack of the two men broke off immediately, and each was knocked back by the powerful force.
Judging from the retreat distance, Mo Wen is much weaker than the first state of Netherworld True Dragon's 9 transformations.
You Ming looked at Mo Wen with burning eyes, full of greed.
The strength of this physical body's energy and blood far exceeded his imagination. If he could devour the opponent, his physical cultivation would reach a higher level.
"A blessing in disguise, a blessing in disguise!" Mo Wen grinned as he watched his arm bones being repaired by the powerful force of vitality.
"Punch me!"
Mo Wen punched out, and the pure physical energy broke the void here.
Wherever the fist passed, the surrounding space collapsed layer by layer, and the terrifying power of space was everywhere.
Netherworld swung out a claw and collided with Mo Wen's fist.
This time, the two of them each retreated a hundred feet away.
After Netherworld noticed this change, his pupils shrank slightly.
"With the physical power of the Venerable Realm, what realm are you at?" You Ming looked at the lines that appeared on Mo Wen's body and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"The lines on your body are weird! They are suppressing your cultivation! Your cultivation has reached the level of a venerable!"
"Good eyesight! I am indeed in the Venerable realm!" Mo Wen nodded when he heard this.
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After a period of self-abuse, his physical cultivation has returned to the level of a venerable.
"It seems that you have had many opportunities during the more than 800 years since you went to the upper world, otherwise you would not have been able to cross the threshold of the Venerable Realm in such a short period of time." You Ming looked at Mo Wen, the dragon's mouth opening and closing.
"It seems that I underestimated you! My True Dragon 9 Transformation 1 has a total of 9 transformations. I want to see which transformation you can survive!"
Mo Wen raised his brows when he heard this.
"Okay! Feel free to come over here!" Mo Wen raised his fingers towards Netherworld and raised the corners of his mouth.
"9th true dragon transformation! 3rd transformation!" You Ming roared, and his body shrank from 5,000 feet to only 3,000 feet.
"You think highly of me, you just skipped the second transformation and came to the third transformation!" Mo Wen looked at Netherworld, which was only 3,000 feet in size, and said jokingly.
"Your body is too weird, so I have to be careful when dealing with it!" You Ming admitted generously.
"My third transformation has the strength of the mid-level Venerable Realm. It is very suitable to deal with your early-level Venerable Realm physical modification!"
"Is it the middle stage of the Venerable Realm? It's indeed very suitable!" Mo Wen heard this and grinned.
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"Watch out, I'm coming!"
The realm corresponding to the third transformation of Netherworld is indeed very suitable for practicing on your own!
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" Mo Wen slapped out a palm and shouted towards Netherworld.
When You Ming heard Mo Wen's words, his eyes suddenly widened.
At first glance, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon seems like a skill specifically for oneself.
"Um...you said you were very powerful, why did you run away?" Mo Wen hit the place where You Ming was standing before with a palm, and looked at the distant sky thousands of feet away.
"Thunder, little rain!"
When You Ming saw that Mo Wen just slapped an ordinary palm, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
This kid just slapped a palm and didn't use any secret magic power.
"Oh? Were you scared just now?" Mo Wen was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he came to his senses.
"Are you too timid?"
Hearing this, You Ming couldn't help but blush.
Being ruthlessly exposed by the other party on the spot, his old face was somewhat unbearable.
"That's ridiculous! Am I afraid of you?" You Ming sneered and attacked Mo Wen.
"I admire your courage and dare to challenge me! Let me show you what real power is!"
Mo Wen looked at the menacing Netherworld and launched a countercharge towards him!
boom!
The two started a new round of collision in the air.
The final result was that Mo Wen was knocked flying to the ground again, causing large amounts of dust to rise.
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"9 Heavenly Dragon Roar!" Before Mo Wen could get up, You Ming launched a secret attack.
"Roar!"
Mo Wen felt a sharp pain in his head, as if someone had hit him with a heavy hammer, and his whole head was buzzing.
"Since your body is strong, I will fight you with my soul power!" You Ming said proudly when he saw that his soul attack was effective.
He controlled his own soul power and penetrated into Mo Wen's sea of spiritual consciousness.
"Hiss! What is this!"
You Ming was shocked by the scene presented in Mo Wen's sea of spiritual consciousness.
A golden light film enveloped the opponent's entire spiritual sea of consciousness, and countless stars were emitting their own luster.
"You can't break through this light film, I advise you not to waste your efforts!" Mo Wen's golden statue of divine consciousness woke up from closing his eyes and said with disdain.
"Your third transformation is not very good. How about you just do a sixth transformation, or directly use your ninth transformation?"