There had been suspicions about Pudu Cihang's true form before, but it was not until the opponent revealed his true form without any reservation that Mo Wendao suddenly discovered that his true form was actually a thousand-legged centipede that stretched for hundreds of meters.
The Buddha's light shines everywhere, as if the jointed carapace made of copper is covered with a layer of gilded haze.
Occasionally, with the ups and downs of the demon's body, thousands of tiny stray rays of brilliance are reflected.
Most of the thousands of pairs of fine tentacles between the waist and abdomen have shrunk and degenerated, leaving only two pairs on the front chest and back waist, which have gradually taken the shape of toes and claws.
As for the ferocious and twisted face in front of the old eunuch, the mouthparts that could break gold and bite iron have disappeared, replaced by a set of sharp teeth as sharp as a comb.
Of course, this was not the most horrifying part for Mo Wendao.
It is almost unnecessary to pay attention to it. Above the centipede spirit's amber-like scarlet eye-catching round eyes, two slightly bulging flesh bags are already eye-catchingly proclaiming their presence.
Turtle eyes, antlers, fish scales, eagle claws...
With all these differences, and then thinking about the other party's outrageous actions in the past, Mo asked why he still doesn't understand the evildoer's intentions——
This guy is really audacious. He is actually trying to steal the dragon spirit of the Ming Dynasty's national destiny, trying to shed his mortal body and transform into a real dragon!
"The fate of fate backfires? Hehe, as long as I can swallow the emperor's son beforehand, then there will be no leader, and the fate of the country with only a little instinct to resist, what can I do?"
Pudu Cihang's huge and long body squirmed slowly, entrenched on the palace wall. The light and shadow were alienated, and the shadows and shadows gave people a sense of awe, like a real dragon.
"Now that things have come to this, I will give you another chance to repent. Surrender to me, or will you die with the emperor's son?"
The cold and ruthless questions were like bursts of thunder roaring from the mouth of the centipede.
The swimming body, which still had some arthropod characteristics, was curled up in a coil, with the toes slightly curled up. It seemed that whenever the word "no" came out of the old eunuch's mouth, supreme majesty and wrath would descend.
"Ahem... Ancestor, I am also very curious. If you are as careless as you said, why are you recruiting me, an old man?"
With difficulty, he raised his hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. A mocking and disdainful smile suddenly appeared on Mo Wenwen's youthful face, which wiped away the previous surprise and astonishment.
"You can't change the past, since you want to die so much, I will help you!"
Seeing Mo Wenwen's decisive attitude, it was difficult to maintain the calm indifference on Pudu Cihang's face.
Previously, Emperor Zhengde suddenly turned against him and lost the protection of the imperial edict. Pudu Cihang's monster body really suffered a lot of backlash. Even after the fight with Mo Dao, he also used great magic power to temporarily suppress the unhealed wounds in his body.
Injury.
Not to mention that the plan that has been carefully planned for many years was ruined in one day, if it weren't for the centipede's desire to transform into a dragon, which is particularly persistent. Moreover, if you want to deceive the destiny of the dynasty and replace it, you must rely on the cover of the emperor's dragon energy.
During this period, whenever the slightest thought of leaving arose, even if the old eunuch risked his life to stop him, he might not be able to stop him, who had already reached the Great Perfection in cultivation.
Now that the backlash of the country's fate was much more serious than he imagined, he realized that he could not delay it any longer, and his impatience had reached the extreme. Seeing that the other party still looked stubborn and indifferent, Centipede Spirit immediately started to murder.
Abandoning the steady and orderly struggle, black smoke as thick as ink spurted out from the mouth of the Thousand-legged Centipede, and soon filled the vast palace. Wherever it went, even the white marble carved walls and railings were puffing.
It was corroded cleanly in the harsh sound.
That is the natal poison accumulated and refined by Centipede Essence for hundreds of years. Even the great masters in the Dharma Realm dare not easily test the Dharma with their own bodies.
As expected, before the poisonous mist approached, Mo Wendao already felt dizzy just by smelling the slightly fishy and sweet fragrance.
He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and forced himself to wake up.
The old eunuch's big sleeves fluttered, like a butterfly with delicate wings. It released a few strands of cold air and quickly pushed the poisonous mist away from him.
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty. Its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is..."
Reciting the Taoist formula in Xiaoyao Ce, in an instant, the big fish that swallowed the sky and the earth jumped up from the horizon again, opened its mouth as deep and dark as the bottom of the abyss, and with one mouthful, it emerged from the sky-blocking sun.
A corner was torn off in the poisonous mist.
The Void Kun Dharma, which can contain and devour all things, is originally the nemesis of all invisible things. After a few mouthfuls, the thick and thick poisonous smoke has become much thinner.
But the sadness on Mo Wenwen's eyebrows did not diminish at all.
It stands to reason that when he used Dharma to eliminate the poisonous smoke and the door was wide open, Pudu Cihang should have made a sneak attack.
However, until now, there is still silence all around, not even a sound of mosquitoes can be heard.
Could it be that that guy had planned an empty city and took advantage of the time when he was well prepared to turn around and chase His Majesty?
An ominous premonition arose in his heart. Mo Wendao's expression suddenly changed. He waved his sleeves and dug a shortcut in the mist. His footsteps changed and he was about to chase in the direction where the imperial guards escorted Emperor Masanori away from him.
It happened that at this moment, the murderous intention came.
The smoke screen as thick and thick as porridge was broken, and the centipede's huge and long body suddenly attacked Mo Wenwen's unprepared back with a flexibility that was inconsistent with its size.
There is no sound at all, but the murderous intention is clearly revealed.
"How dare you, evil beast?!"
Realizing that he had been deceived, Mo Wendao was so frightened and angry that he could only use his true energy to protect his vitals. At the same time, Xu Kun, who was flying in the sky, swung his beard and tail and faced Pu Pu with an aura of exchanging injuries for injuries.
Du Cihang's body was knocked away.
If the centipede spirit doesn't give in, half of its body will be bitten off by the Xukun method that follows.
"The Wandering Dragon Awakens the Insects."
Mo Wenwen felt that he was hit in the back by a huge force. In a hurry, he flew straight out and hit several palace walls before barely stopping his decline.
The physical body of the Dharma cultivator, which is comparable to iron stone, is covered with cracks. Even for a practitioner who pays attention to physical training, such injuries will require at least several years of hard work to heal.
As for the Dharma blow that the old eunuch exchanged his life for, it was also supported by a Buddha that touched the sky and the earth. The blue tail fin stirred up circles and ripples in the air, but it could not hurt the root at all.
After Mo Wenwen retreated from the attack, Pudu Cihang suddenly soared into the air, his long and slender body like a mountain wrapped around Xukun's Dharma Appearance, and in the blink of an eye, it was entangled inch by inch into the flesh and blood.
At this time, the emperor and his party, who were about to escape from the Forbidden City, witnessed with their own eyes the Xukun Dharma Phase struggled and twisted under the strangulation of the thousand-legged centipede, and finally turned into stars of light scattered in the dust in the silent screams.
The air seems to have become heavy, making people feel out of breath.