Mo Heng looked at Xie Jianyu's hand, which was emitting dark gray light and looked like a metal wheel. His face was expressionless.
When he accepted the opponent's challenge before, he had already guessed that this person should have something inherited!
but…
Do you want to surpass yourself with just one inherited item?
But it’s too difficult!
Previously in Gu Mei City, he had fought against Fu Ziping. The opponent was a truly powerful person of all eternity. He could not suppress him in a short period of time, let alone Xie Jianyu, whose strength had not reached the realm of breaking the void?
Even if Fu Ziping didn't use the inherited item at the beginning!
But the power of the powerful ones in the Holy Land is too high! Want to challenge these warriors at a higher level? Unless you have the supreme treasure that gives birth to a spiritual medium, otherwise it is simply a fool's errand!
"Let's do it, let me see what you are capable of, worthy of Junior Sister Ming'er's protection." The metal wheel in Xie Jianyu's hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling gray light, and the scene in front of Mo Heng began to become illusory.
When he got up, a gloomy and cold wave of power immediately enveloped him.
"An inherited object that contains the law of mist?"
Mo Heng looked at the swirling mist that gradually emerged from the gray light. He was also stunned again and again. Before, he was still wondering what kind of laws of heaven and earth the inheritance object obtained by the other party contained, but he did not expect that it turned out to be this.
A law of heaven and earth with illusory power!
Fog.
It is very similar to the demonic energy in the Demon Palace. However, the source of the demonic energy comes from the demon god who has created a Taoist lineage. The Yin Mist is a ray of Yin power between heaven and earth.
"I really didn't expect that this guy's inheritance actually contains the Law of Mist? Could it be that... I am his destined nemesis?"
Mo Heng suddenly felt funny.
indeed.
From the source, the laws of heaven and earth are naturally not comparable to those of the Great Sage who has established the Taoism. But the question is, how vast are the laws of heaven and earth? It is just a law of the power of Yin, which can barely be understood by the Great Sage.
The orthodoxy is comparable!
but!
The magic weapon in Mo Heng's hand, the source of power, comes from the majestic existence at the end of the Styx River. Those existences are already legendary creatures in the ancient world. The source of power is extremely terrifying and can easily suppress the magic weapon.
That is to say.
The dark mist, which is equivalent to the source of the magic weapon's power, will also be suppressed by the red mist!
"Boy!? Are you about to die? How can you still laugh? It seems that you know you are no match for me, have you given up?"
Black mist has enveloped Mo Heng.
Xie Jianyu walked under the shroud of fog and kept approaching Mo Heng. Every step he took, the look on his face was extremely ferocious. When he saw Mo Heng, he didn't even have the thought of resisting, and even taunted him, "Although
Disciples of the Holy Land will not be cruel to each other, but today, it is impossible for you to leave here safely! I will let Junior Sister Ming'er see how huge and insurmountable the gap between you and me is!
"
Bang——
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly rose up. Following Xie Jianyu's head, a huge black and white pattern floated out. Terrifying power fluctuations bloomed in the pattern, which directly turned into black and white rainbow lights, surrounding his body.
Just rely on inheritance.
At most, he can influence Mo Heng's actions.
After all, the mist is different from the demonic energy. It cannot corrode the soul of a living creature or burn the body of a warrior. The mist can only freeze the body of a warrior, but after all, Mo Heng is an existence in the Shengxuan realm, and he also has inherited things.
Xie Jianyu wanted to win by relying on this alone, but it was unrealistic. He had to use his full strength.
…
outside the barrier.
The warriors at Xishi Holy Land were all confused when they saw Xie Jianyu on their side displaying such ferocious moves from the beginning, "Huh? Could it be that the warrior at Gulan Holy Land has a grudge against Xie Jianyu? Why did he suddenly
Come up and use such a killing move?"
A Poxu Realm warrior who had fought against Xie Jianyu but was not a disciple of the Great Sage Nanli was also shocked and said: "Tsk, tsk, the power of the Yin Mist is not easy to resist. If it weren't for the Taoism that I understood at the beginning,
If you are able to resist the secret secrets just right, I am afraid that with your cultivation in the middle stage of Shattering the Void Realm, you are no match for Xie Jianyu."
"Xie Jianyu is, after all, a disciple of the Great Sage Nanli, and his methods are unnatural, which is normal. Especially his inherited items are even more terrifying. Look... shrouded in fog, that person from Gulan Holy Land
The warriors have all given up resistance and are not taking action now."
"It shouldn't be that simple. After all, the other party is also a disciple of the Great Sage Qing. Do you think he is the same as the rest of us? Look, the inheritance items in his hands have not yet started to be used!"
The buzz of discussion rose and fell.
Huo Ming, standing in the crowd, was worried at the moment.
She had been happy for a long time when she discovered that Mo Heng actually had an inherited item. After all, during her years in the Holy Land of Xishi, she had not been able to accumulate enough contributions to exchange for an inherited item. How could Mo Heng have such a heaven-defying item?
The ultimate treasure, even if it is thought to be unable to withstand Xie Jianyu, he can still return safely.
But now…
However, she found that Mo Heng was indifferent after Xie Jianyu launched such a swift and thunderous offensive. How could she not be anxious, "What on earth is this guy Mo Heng thinking? Why don't you quickly sacrifice the inherited items to block the mist?"
?”
Both are disciples of the Holy Land. Huo Ming knows a lot about Xie Jianyu. He knows that it is definitely not easy to block the fog. If you are careless, you will be doomed. And Mo Heng's various behaviors at the moment are exactly the measures that will put him to death.
, "If this bastard dares to really hurt Mo Heng, I will never spare him."
As if he no longer had the idea that Mo Heng could retreat safely, Huo Ming's clear eyes suddenly exuded a touch of chill. He stared at Xie Jianyu in the barrier with cold eyes. If eyes could kill, I'm afraid Xie Jianyu at this moment
It's already riddled with holes.
Different from Mo Heng's worries.
Yun Shao and Li Mu didn't panic at all about this. The former knew Mo Heng was extraordinary, and instinctively, she was willing to trust the warriors in her holy land.
It's the latter...
It's calm now, as if nothing happened. Moreover, Li Mu looked at Xie Jianyu with a bit of pity. Fortunately, this scene was not noticed by the warriors of Xishi Holy Land, otherwise he would definitely show a look of disdain.
, the warriors in your holy land are too scared to take action, how dare you look at our warriors in the holy land like this? Is there something wrong with your brain?
…
In the barrier.
Xie Jianyu had already strolled up to Mo Heng. In addition to the metal-like round wheel in his hand that was blooming with lacquered fog, the black and white rainbow light around him was directly transformed into countless dense filaments of light. Each ray of light
The threads are like a cold needle coming from the Nine Netherland, venting the mysterious fluctuations of the blending of death and life.
"Boy?! Struggle? Why don't you struggle?"
Arriving in front of Mo Heng, Xie Jianyu was no longer afraid of Mo Heng breaking away. Because he could clearly see that the black mist had completely enveloped Mo Heng's body, and he could ravage him as he pleased.
"Is this all you have?"
Seeing the other party's playful and ferocious look, Mo Heng's voice was so soft that it was difficult to hear it even if you didn't listen carefully. But in this subtle whisper, there was an extremely cold chill. No! It's not so much chill.
Rather, it is the most fierce and sharp meaning.
"That's right! This is all I can do? How about it? Do you feel fear or despair? Unfortunately, it's too late to beg for mercy now. I can't let you go!" Xie Jianyu smiled arrogantly.
, he stretched out a hand, and countless black and white light strands suddenly condensed on his fingertips.
but.
Just when Xie Jianyu was ready to trample Mo Heng and trample on his dignity, suddenly, wisps of extremely enchanting red mist began to rise from the long sword held tightly in Mo Heng's hand.
At the beginning.
When Xie Jianyu saw the red mist, he was a little disapproving, thinking that Mo Heng was making the final resistance. But... when he discovered that the black mist released by his inheritance began to recede after the red mist spread, his
His face suddenly turned pale.
"How is that possible?" Xie Jianyu exclaimed as he attacked Mo Heng's arm and suddenly stopped. Originally, if he continued to attack, although he would not be able to hurt Mo Heng, at least it would be considered a head-on confrontation. But now...
Because of his pause, he never had such a chance again.
"Be defeated."
A cold voice sounded coldly from Mo Heng's mouth.
I saw countless enchanting mist rising from the reddish-brown long sword, and violently condensed into an extremely sharp sword light. As soon as the sword light appeared, there was a sword roar that resounded through the sky!
Zheng——
Following Xie Jianyu, he saw the red mist filling the sky, engulfing his body, and countless terrifying forces began to corrode the black and white light threads around him. When all the light threads receded, the black and white patterns that had been suspended above his head also disappeared.
The collapse followed.
Less than a breath.
Xie Jianyu fell to the ground in despair and powerlessness. He didn't even know how he lost, and why the inherited items didn't serve any purpose?
pity!
But no one would give him an answer.
"How is it possible? How could I lose?" On the ground, Xie Jianyu struggled hard, but the red sword light had made the foundation in his body extremely weak. He could only maintain a trace of strength, which was already the limit. As for going any further
Stand up and challenge Mo Heng? But there is absolutely no way to do it!
"That's it. I thought, no matter how strong you are, it seems like that's all. It turns out that weak people can only yell. It really embarrasses you Xushi Holy Land!"
Mo Heng looked at Xie Jianyu who was struggling on the ground, said indifferently, then turned around and left proudly.
Confrontation victory.
To him, there was nothing to be happy about.
After all, in his eyes, Xie Jianyu is nothing more than a clown. He possesses the treasure of a spiritual medium. Looking at the world today, he is already considered a powerful person with a higher vision. Naturally, he has not achieved much in defeating Xie Jianyu.