Chapter 32 The matchmaker Mo Jiao appears!
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Fireballs continued to fall, covering the sky and the sun.
Illuminating the dark swamp world.
And when the dense fireball was about to hit the mud, a jet-black water column spurted out instantly.
"Zhila! Zhila!"
As the harsh sounds of water and fire collided, a thick mist of water condensed in the air.
Hiding the sight of all the disciples.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Nangong Wan exclaimed: "No, this is not a black python!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a faint figure in the mist. A figure appeared.
"Disperse!"
A female disciple at the thirteenth level of Qi training at the front waved her right hand and blew away the fog.
A huge jet black snake appeared in front of everyone.
This snake-like monster is not that big, only four feet long, with two thin and short tentacles growing on the giant snake's forehead.
If you don’t look carefully, you won’t be able to find it at all.
"Mo Jiao"
Nangong Wan exclaimed, looking at the figure of Mo Jiao below, her eyes filled with surprise.
What surprised me was that this black dragon had extraordinary strength, but what I was happy about was that this monster had the word dragon.
Everything about you is extremely valuable.
“Roar!!”
Mo Jiao roared low, swayed, and turned into a pitch black shadow, instantly biting the disciple who had just cast a spell to blow away the thick fog.
With just one bite, it was torn in half.
The blood mist was lingering in the air, Nangong Wan's pupils shrank, and he hummed: "Seeking death!"
Nangong Wan knew very well that this ink dragon was extremely difficult to deal with.
Containing highly toxic substances in his body and having dragon bloodline, he is a difficult monster to deal with.
"Take, speed, detain, imprison, lock"
Nangong Wan's red lips moved slightly, her left hand concentrated her spiritual power, and her left hand continued to control the Suzaku ring in the air.
I saw the huge red bird ring constantly changing as Nangong Wan drove it.
With a "whoosh" sound, the Vermillion Bird Ring disappeared instantly.
When it appeared again, it had already reached the top of Mo Jiao's head.
Its speed was extremely fast, and before Mo Jiao could react, his body was already firmly trapped by the Suzaku Ring.
“Get down!”
Seeing the Vermillion Bird Ring tightly binding Mo Jiao’s body, Nangong Wan pointed towards the ground with all her strength.
The Vermillion Bird Ring was so powerful that it directly hit the Mo Jiao heavily to the ground.
The blazing flames kept pouring out from the Suzaku ring, burning the ink dragon.
"Hurry up!"
Nangong Wan looked at the many disciples who were stunned on the spot, and shouted angrily: "I can't hold on for long!"
The magic weapon is extremely powerful. But its consumption is also huge.
With the spiritual power in Nangong Wan's body now, it can only support 10% of the magic weapon's power at most.
It is not enough to kill this black dragon.
He can only rely on these few disciples who practice the art of yin and yang traction.
Use the yin and yang pulling technique, which is comparable to the strike of a monk in the early stage of foundation building, to kill this black dragon.
Unfortunately, although all this is very beautiful to imagine, those peak Qi refining disciples are not reliable.
As the yin and yang pulling technique was performed, several red and blue interlaced light beams were instantly blasted out.
A harsh sound broke through the air and fell on Mo Jiao.
"Stab! Stab!"
With the bombardment of the yin and yang traction technique, scars the size of a palm appeared on Mo Jiao's body.
The thick black fog beside Mo Jiao instantly collided with the light beam.
After being offset by the thick fog,
the move that was completely comparable to a full blow in the early stage of foundation building only left shallow traces of blood.
This black dragon truly deserves to have dragon bloodline.
So strong. Lin Mo's eyes narrowed. If he didn't use Tianleizi and Fu Bao, it would be extremely difficult to deal with this black dragon.
“Continue to attack, Mo Jiao’s protective body Mo Yun will not be able to support it for long”
Nangong Wan pursed her lips lightly and stared closely at Mo Jiao rolling on the ground. The spiritual energy in his body continued to pour into the Suzaku Ring.
The blazing flames continued to pour out from the Suzaku ring.
It burned on the surface of the ink dragon's body, making a harsh burning sound.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Mo took his time and controlled the Huanglong Sword in mid-air.
From time to time, he stabbed at the ink dragon.
He kept looking around, but found no sign of Han Li.
Otherwise, I would never feel at ease with this old man around.
“Woo!”
At the same time, a wailing sound sounded, and the thick fog outside Mo Jiao’s body dispersed.
A bloody hole as thick as the mouth of a bowl appeared on Mo Jiao's body.
Bright red blood kept dripping from the wound.
Mo Jiao was in pain and looked particularly crazy. His blood-red eyes stared at the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect in the distance.
"Be careful, I can't trap Mo Jiao anymore!"
Nangong Wan was exhausted and quickly warned the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect below.
"Crack!"
I saw that Mo Jiao was suddenly shrouded in a layer of black mist, and instantly broke free from the restraints of the Suzaku Ring and sprang out.
When the black mist dissipated, only a pitch-black scale remained.
And the ink dragon has long disappeared.
“This!”
Looking at the disappearing ink dragon, Nangong Wan’s face turned white, and her consciousness continued to sweep around.
I want to find out the trace of this ink dragon.
"Did it evolve?"
Nangong Wan had a very scary thought deep in his heart.
“There!”
Nangong Wan reacted quickly and immediately found Mo Jiao lying in the mire, trying to sneak attack.
But at this time, Mo Jiao was all white and his body had grown to seven feet, and the original injured area was intact.
A pair of snow-white claws grew out of its abdomen.
It has transformed from a snake into a dragon.
"Quickly exit!"
Nangong Wan's eyes flashed, and he immediately shouted to the disciples below: "You are no match for it!"
While speaking, , Nangong Wan kept driving the Suzaku Huan in front of her, saying: "I can entangle it, you retreat first!"
Seeing the power of Mo Jiao, the ancestor spoke like this again.
The disciples of Zhongyue Sect naturally no longer hesitated and turned around and left.
Looking at the running disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect, Lin Mo followed calmly at the back.
According to the plot, the sister of the two beauties who hide the moon will use a talisman to seal the entrance of the cave.
Everyone wanted to run away, how could the vengeful Mo Jiao let go of the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect?
"Poof!"
Mo Jiao's mouth opened slightly, and a ball of purple venom suddenly spurted out from Mo Jiao's mouth and sprinkled on the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect.
“Run!”
Nangong Wan’s face changed slightly, and she quickly reminded loudly: “Don’t answer!”
The moment he saw the venom, Lin Mo didn’t hesitate at all. Quickly fled behind him.
What a joke, Mo Jiao's strength has evolved at this time, and his strength is comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.
If you are touched by this venom, there is really no possibility of survival.
With the blessing of the cloud-stepping boots, Lin Mo appeared dozens of meters away with a slight shake.
It’s just that other disciples are not so lucky.
The four disciples who walked slower directly used their defensive magic weapons.
Various defensive light curtains enveloped the whole body.
(End of this chapter)