I wish all my brothers and sisters a happy Mid-Autumn Festival (belated blessing)
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In the wooden pavilion.
Ancestor Xutian looked extremely gloomy when he saw that Lord Rama was actually able to sacrifice a holy object. Even a rumored existence like him was just lucky enough to obtain a holy object from the ancient ruins.
Things!
Can?
How can a mere warrior in the Enlightenment Realm get lucky enough to get one? When did holy objects become so worthless?
"Interesting, interesting! I really didn't expect that this little guy could still get a sacred object? Tsk, tsk, General Jin Ran, your vision is really good!" Dao Zun looked at Ancestor Jin Ran and said with emotion.
To obtain a holy object, luck alone may not be enough!
Strength is also indispensable!
"Dao Zun, you are too modest." Ancestor Jin Ran smiled, but he was in a good mood!
Ancestor Xu Tian looked at the warriors in the imperial court, saying something to each other. He sneered in his heart and was too lazy to pay attention. He once again cast his gaze on the Xun Arena.
…
In the arena.
After Lord Rama sacrificed the sacred object, Mo Heng's face remained extremely calm from beginning to end.
He also has holy objects!
However, it's not time to sacrifice it yet.
"Is this what you rely on?" Mo Heng looked at the holy object at the feet of Lord Rama and said with a smile: "Go ahead and let me see if your strength can threaten me with the sacred object."
"Arrogant!"
The figure of Lord Rama disappeared from the place with a whoosh! The speed was too fast! If before, Mo Heng could still catch the figure of the other party, but now, he could not detect the existence of Lord Rama at all.
!
as if…
The opponent disappeared into the Nettle Arena.
"The speed is too fast! So much improvement? You can't even catch it?" Mo Heng was heartbroken. With such speed, even a powerful person would be inferior!
Those warriors who have understood the secrets of the fifth-level Taoism may have no chance of winning when they encounter him!
"I can't see it anymore! That's all, in that case, just use the power of death!" Mo Heng thought, and the power of death around him began to fill the void.
But just then.
Suddenly, silver light flashed, and then Mo Heng saw a black shadow suddenly appear in front of his eyes, and a silver stream of light came towards him!
The silver light is like a shooting star, and its speed is equally fast!
Almost blinking.
The light catkins came to Mo Heng's head. Fortunately, the power of death had spread to all directions. The terrifying power fluctuations collided with the silver light catkins. Immediately, the two extreme forces began to collide and immediately dissipated!
"kindness?"
Mo Heng frowned. He looked up at the top of the void. There was nothing there. Although the power of death had permeated the entire Nettle Arena, there was no way to hurt Holy Lord Rama?
"What's going on?!"
Mo Heng was very puzzled, "Did that guy really disappear?" Under normal circumstances, the power of death envelopes the opponent, and Lord Rama needs to resist!
But now!
There is no figure of the opponent in the arena. Could it be said that a warrior who has only comprehended the secrets of the second-level Taoism can withstand the death aura he casts?
Impossible!
Although he had hidden the secrets of life and death, the weak power of death he exerted was comparable to the secrets of sixth-grade Taoism. How could it be possible that a warrior who only understood the secrets of second-grade Taoism could withstand it?!
"What an interesting boy!" At this time, Lord Rama's indifferent voice suddenly sounded from the void, "The laws of the field you have understood are indeed very mysterious, but if you only have this method, you will definitely lose!
"
The sound dissipates.
In vain, a huge mysterious pattern appeared in the void in front of Mo Heng! As soon as the pattern appeared, Mo Heng could feel the fluctuation of power that did not exist in the world! That kind of power fluctuation was comparable to that of Lord Rama.
Any force exerted before must be tyrannical!
"Could this be a magical power? A magical power that does not exist in the mysteries of world law?" Mo Heng looked at the mysterious patterns in front of him in a daze!
The power bursts out from this pattern.
It has already exceeded the limit of the second-grade Taoist secrets. Even the power fluctuations of the third-grade, fourth-grade, and fifth-grade Taoist secrets are far from it! The most important thing is that the mystery contained in the patterns is too weird.
, Mo Heng subconsciously had an irresistible idea!
"Do you want me to give up my resistance? Humph! Even if there are magical powers that don't exist in the world, it's far from possible!" Mo Heng's eyes turned cold, and he directly sacrificed the sacred object given to him by Ancestor Xu Tian!
This ancient stone axe.
It is a power that he can show in the eyes of the world, so there is no need to hide it. He has not used it before, because he believed that Lord Rama was not qualified and forced him to sacrifice such a murderous weapon!
but…
Now facing this unknown magical power, we have to use it!
boom--
The aura of ancient times permeated the entire thunder. The stone ax in Mo Heng's hand was like a thick mountain, standing in front of him and unable to be shaken at all!
"Oh my god! This! This is actually a sacred object!?" The warriors watching under the ring were all stunned!
Another sacred object?!
Two holy objects actually appear on the same stage?
"It's simply unbelievable! I never thought that Mo Heng also owned the rumored sacred object! How did they get this...this? Why have I traveled across the ancient continent for many years and never heard about the sacred object?
Woolen cloth?"
"You want to get a sacred object? How ridiculous. You are just a warrior who has understood the secrets of the third-level Taoism. You can't even defeat me, but you still want to get a sacred object!"
"What's wrong with the secrets of the third-grade Taoism? That guy is still a warrior who has understood the secrets of the second-grade Taoism!?" This man refused to accept it!
"Haha! People can fight beyond the level and surpass the warriors who have understood the secrets of the fourth level. Can you do it? Let alone two levels, you are afraid that you can't even go through half a level, right?"
"you…"
The crowd was shocked.
Even talented people like Long Kui and Gu Po have a strange look in their eyes now.
These two of them.
Although they are all warriors who have understood the secrets of the sixth-grade Taoism, there are no holy objects! Not to mention the holy objects, even the whereabouts of such heaven-defying objects are not known!
"I really didn't expect that these guys all have holy objects! As for the kid who has understood the secrets of the second-level Taoism, forget it. Even if he has holy objects, there is no threat. But Mo Heng? But he is the same existence as me."
Longkui felt a little uneasy.
He has no holy objects!
If I meet Mo Heng in the next competition, I'm afraid I will suffer a loss!
The same is true for Gupo.
He didn't know yet that the Taoist mysteries he had comprehended were rare sixth-grade Taoist mysteries, so he had the same idea as Long Kui. After all, possessing holy objects and the strength of a Taoist enlightenment realm warrior could provide a qualitative reminder.
Relying on their capital of sixth-level Taoist secrets, to defeat the eternal mighty? It’s no problem at all!