Carry out obscenity to the end

The sky is full of sand and dust, and the temperature is scorching. In the deserted desert, a fire dragon is using the desert to spew out fireballs the size of a millstone.

The fire dragon danced, and the flames rolled like waves.

Countless fireballs intertwined into a fire net, hiding from the sky and the earth.

It was already dusk, a group of sand beetles living underground in the desert appeared in groups and pairs on the sand surface, and began to look for some food.

In the deserted desert, there will never be a lack of corpses, and these are the favorites of sand beetles. [

But I didn't expect that when I came out for activities this time, what I encountered was a monstrous fire wave.

Their long-heated bodies were vaporized in the fire waves.

They ran away desperately, but they were caught up and devoured by the fire dragon very easily.

But there was only one black shadow, using the misty cyan sword light, the sword divided the world, kept the fire waves out, and chopped the fire dragon into pieces.

"Use all your magic power and show your power as much as possible." The shadow on the desert is a handsome young man, holding a sword of light, the sword's light is agile, and it is peerless.

Sweat oozes from Lin Zhong's forehead. The fire dragon condensed by his own magic can easily devour the thick-shelled heat-resistant sand beetle, but it is so unbearable under Mo Yi's sword.

Every time the fire dragon was shattered by Mo Yi's sword light, it caused a lot of loss of his magic power.

There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and the bones in his clasped hands were making creaking sounds.

His lips moved slightly, and he chanted the difficult spell in an unusually slow and painful manner.

As the spells were uttered one by one, his mind was connected with this world, and a strong and violent element fluctuated around him.

Mo Yi finally laughed. Magic is different from Dao Jue. This kind of cultivation method that he has never seen before made Mo Yi very curious.

But now, Lin Zhong, who was stimulated to go berserk, finally made Mo Yi feel the mystery of magic.

And it was this trace that made him think through a lot.

Mo Yi, who has mastered the art of reincarnation, is comparable to all people in the world for the changes in the energy mechanism between the heaven and the earth.

Mo Yi also began to speak strange language, and each word carried a unique frequency.

Lin Zhong, who was concentrating on summoning the great fire dragon technique, passed out the moment the crimson fire dragon was born.

The crimson fire dragon, twice as big as it was, roared between the heaven and the earth. The fire dragon swooped down towards Mo Yi, with its ferocious mouth wide open, trying to swallow Mo Yi.

The approach of the fire dragon made the air suddenly hot, like being in volcanic magma.

Even steel will melt in such an environment. [

This fire dragon surpassed the previous ones both in terms of its size and the power of fire it contained.

The fire dragon was getting closer and closer to Mo Yi. The strength of the fire dragon summoned by leapfrogging had already reached the first level of the heavenly realm.

Although it seemed insignificant to Mo Yi, if Mo Yi continued to be so stupid at this moment, he would definitely be injured if he was swallowed by the fire dragon.

500 meters, 300 meters, 100 meters, when the fire dragon's tongue had already burned Mo Yi's face, and those hairs were curled and scorched, and the disfigurement was on the line, Mo Yi's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Go, Proud Rabbit."

A little white rabbit was born out of thin air, and with a kick, it rushed towards the crimson fire dragon.

All this looked so ridiculous, a snow-white and weak little rabbit, only one percent the size of the crimson fire dragon, rushed towards such a ferocious and terrifying dragon.

This crimson fire dragon was unconscious, but following Lin Zhong's will before he fell into a coma, he used Mo Yi as the enemy to attack, and any changes would not change this action.

The snow-white and weak little white rabbit jumped into the huge mouth of the fire dragon that was spitting out fire waves.

This high temperature, which can dissolve tempered iron, did not vaporize the rabbit.

On the contrary, the rabbit that entered the fire dragon's body was having fun, running and jumping around, somersaulting and rolling, just like entering a playground.

But the strange thing is, where the snow-white rabbit passed, the fire element of the crimson fire dragon faded a bit.

When the crimson fire dragon landed on Mo Yi and put on a transparent spirit shield, only a few sparks collided and disappeared.

The fire dragon, which was comparable to the combat power of the first layer of the sky, disappeared in just a few breaths.

The snow-white and weak rabbit appeared in Mars.

The originally snow-white fur has an extra layer of crimson, as if wearing a red wedding dress, looking charming and lovely.

The rabbit jumped into Mo Yi's arms, and Mo Yi stretched out his hands to catch it. There was a burst of scorching heat, and the clothes he was wearing outside were directly roasted yellow.

Thanks to Mo Yi's wealth and wealth, the equipment in this suit is top-notch. Even the outermost piece of clothing is woven with snowy silver threads, with super-defensive spirit patterns drawn on it. Ordinary swords and swords will never be able to hurt one bit.

Even if Mo Yi stood still, it would take three to five hours for an ordinary earth-level master to break through the defense.

However, such top treasure clothes were almost destroyed by the burning of the red wedding dress on this cute little rabbit.

This is the wedding dress that has absorbed most of the fire elements of the crimson fire dragon, all condensed together, the heat energy is really terrifying.

Mo Yi looked at the little rabbit in his arms that was summoned by his aura when he was comprehending the fluctuation of the magic spell. [

This little rabbit was different from all the magical summoned beasts Mo Yi had seen before. Those summoned beasts were only temporarily entrusted with the magician's spiritual thoughts, and they were unconscious existences.

However, this little rabbit has quite clear eyes, turning his eyes from time to time, as if thinking.

This rabbit was also condensed from the law elements summoned by Mo Yi, but it was not a complete dead thing.

No matter in any time and space, the laws of heaven are consistent.

The so-called different routes lead to the same goal, the ultimate cultivation of any race will come to the same end.

The path taken by a magician is completely different from that of a monk.

Strong mental strength is a prerequisite for becoming a magician.

The Taoism practiced by monks determines the achievements of a lifetime, and the spells controlled by magicians determine their strength.

Mantras are the embodiment of the laws of heaven, and each mantra is a small law, which is very much like the divine pattern on the Eight Gates Excalibur.

It's just that the vast majority of magic spells can't be compared with divine patterns.

And the spiritual power of the magician, chanting the spell with a specific frequency, can summon this law of heaven, and then assist with his own will, he can complete the attack and defense.

In the final analysis, the most fundamental thing is still the law, but the methods of comprehension and cultivation are different.

Knowing this, Mo Yi began to create his own spells.

The general form of the monk is a different kind of spell, but the general form cannot be transformed into a real elemental spirit.

Mo Yi's mental power is strong enough, he has reached the pinnacle of comprehension of the general situation, and he also has a glimpse of the door to magic spells.

He kept silently thinking about the most profound spiritual thing in his mind, continuously gathering the water elements between the heaven and the earth, and then controlling them with the will of reincarnation.

At the moment when the last spiritual creature was born, he did not hesitate to separate a ray of divine sense to attach to the white rabbit.

Every wisp of spiritual thought, once separated, can never be taken back, and it will cause great harm to the monk's spirit.

At the beginning, Jiaotong's bloody divine sense was like a tarsal maggot, chasing Mo Yi to the ends of the earth, where Mo Yi could hide.

A ray of spiritual thoughts and a ray of soul, this is the first time Mo Yi has separated his spiritual thoughts.

After cultivating the Dao Jue that tolerates all kinds of real energy in the world, and the Samsara Jue that can transform the power of any law, Mo Yi's divine sense has already mutated so much that he can't even see clearly.

Mo Yi caressed the little white rabbit, feeling a sense of blood connection in his heart.

This white rabbit was a cute little rabbit raised by Mo Yi and his lover in the Lantian Realm, and it was the sustenance of his longing.

The red wedding dress on the white rabbit was absorbed and transformed little by little.

The white color on the little white rabbit's body is more pure, and the eyes are more energetic.

Holding it in my arms, it is extremely soft and light, but it looks like a real thing.

The characteristics of the Dao Code can automatically and quickly absorb the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, and the reincarnation art is eternal and immortal. Although they are not perfect, the speed of the spiritual energy of this little white rabbit dissipating and the influence of the divine sense separated from its body by Mo Yi are automatic. The speed of the absorbed aura is almost the same, and it will not dissipate automatically after the attack is completed like the elemental spirits summoned by other magicians.

After all, there are always many special things that are difficult to understand in the magic of the cottage.

Especially such a high-end cottage, it is impossible to understand.

Lin Zhong stepped out of the darkness, opened his heavy eyelids, and felt no pain anywhere in his body.

This is the backlash of the overdraft of magic power. Fortunately, my mental power has been stimulated recently, and it has increased a lot because of a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to support the completion of the Great Fire Dragon Art.

It's just that although he knew that even if he summoned the Great Fire Dragon Technique, there was no way he could get Mo Yi, but in order to save his breath, even if it caused Mo Yi a little trouble, that would be good.

However, what he saw when he opened his eyes still disappointed him.

There was no injury on Mo Yi's body, and even the hair scorched by the fire waves had already returned to its original state.

Lin Zhong took a large bag of high-level spirit stones thrown by Mo Yi.

Spirit stones are common throughout the universe, and Lin Zhong's background is not enough, so he really can't afford to use such high-level spirit stones to assist his cultivation.

Lin Zhong followed Mo Yi and continued to walk in this deserted desert.

It's just that every time he walks, Lin Zhong can't help but look at Mo Yi's embrace.

Where, why is there a little white rabbit out of nowhere?

What is even more surprising is that the color of this little white rabbit is constantly changing.

At first it looked like red fur, but after a few hours, it turned light red, and after a few more hours, it turned completely white.

White as clouds, also like the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, clean and holy.

Lin Zhong found that since he followed Mo Yi, everything he saw was beyond imagination.

It's not just because Mo Yi is perverted, he is still inferior to him at such a young age, he is able to stand out from the crowd, cut down the world with his sword, and even the enemies who are completely invincible in his eyes can't make this little pervert frown.

But now, the little white rabbit next to Mo Yi can change its color, but this white rabbit always gives him a very weird feeling.