Chapter 225: Mutual Calculation

In seven days, Su Yue first replaced most of the spiritual stones on his body with thousand-year-old Xuanbing. Lin Lin's total added up to 5,000 yuan. Counting the previous 15,000 yuan, he now has a total of 20,000 yuan of thousand-year-old black ice.

In fact, he took a lot of advantage of this amount. Looking at his identity as a Jindan monk, he can get such a discount.

Su Yue was not very clear about the reason, but the final result was still very happy to him. In exchange for a thousand years of Xuanbing, he explained to Mo Yang and began to retreat for a short time.

Twenty thousand yuan of thousand-year-old black ice, plus an ice source bead, is more than the aura of the two ice nests. What's more rare is that this ice source bead is taken from the land of the polar day, with the desolation since ancient times. This breath is much stronger than ordinary aura.

Therefore, in seven days, Su Yue's extremely cold sword spirit has made great progress, from the beginning of the realm of sword silk to almost the peak of the middle stage, but if you want to break through to the shape of the sword, there is still a huge difference.

In addition, Su Yue's cultivation has also made a lot of progress. Compared with the cultivation, the growth of Jianyi is actually a great progress. There is nothing we can do. Su Yue's background is too deep, and it is still only the middle realm of the fourth layer of Lingtai.

After leaving the customs, it was already the seventh day. Mo Yang had been waiting for a long time. Looking at Su Yue, he didn't notice any changes in his seven days. He didn't pay attention to this. The seven-day retreat was too short. It would be strange if he could break through a big realm.

"Jinchuan is about to leave Crab Yellow Island."

Mo Yang said in a hurry, with a cold look in his eyes. It was not that he was addicted to killing and had a bad heart, but that he had a grudge against Jinchuan. The two themselves did not deal with it. In addition, the fire source pearl, which was very important to him, was obtained by Jinchuan, so he made this worst.

It would be strange if a Jindan monk didn't have this courage.

The two flew out of the crab yellow island. Mo Yang had been in clear shape for a long time and flew 800 miles to the southeast before pressing down.

"Jinchuan should arrive soon."

The two are lurking here, waiting for Jin Chuan.

Sure enough, a cyan escape light flew in a short time, and the cyan escape light was in the shape of a dragon.

Jin Chuan's body flashed out, and the blue light turned into a dragon's crutch, held it in his hand and sneered.

"Who will come out for me!"

Mo Yang didn't hide it. He flew out directly and said in a low voice.

"Jinchuan, the time of your death has come!"

Don't talk too much nonsense and directly tear your face. At this time, what you say is a big talk. Thousands of words can't beat a fight.

"Mo Yang, how dare you count me!"

Jin Chuan sneered, and the crutch in her hand suddenly scratched, and the thousand-foot sea under his feet was neatly drawn a line. It seemed to be stripped from the South China Sea and turned into a water dragon and rose into the air. She waved her hand, and the dragon's crutch turned into blue light and flew into it. Integrated with the water dragon, there were actually two cyan eyes. The dragon head emerged, flashing with a faint cold light.

Roar!

The roar of the dragon resounded through the sea, and the green dragon fell from the sky, as if to swallow Mo Yang in one bite.

The stick in Jinchuan's hand is the best spiritual weapon green dragon stick. There is a dragon soul in it. Of course, it is not a real dragon, but a python that is about to cross the disaster and incarnate into a dragon. After being killed, it is nourished with the souls of various monsters. A hundred years later, the dragon soul body is barely formed, which is refined into one with this green dragon stick. The strength is not bad.

Jindan monks all use the best spiritual weapon. Although the best spiritual weapon is only a grade, the strength and weakness are very clear. For example, the monster soul sealed in the spiritual weapon, the stronger the soul, the stronger the spiritual weapon will be. When the soul is conceived enough, independence is born. The wisdom becomes a weapon soul, which is to evolve into a new level, called a psychic weapon. In the upwards, it is a fairy weapon.

The psychic weapon, like the master, also has to go through the heavenly disaster. Every time the quenching of the heavenly disaster is a kind of grinding of the magic weapon.

"I'd like to see how big the waves you can turn up!"

Mo Yang sneered, opened his mouth and spit out. A flying knife as thin as cicada wings turned into a red light and stabbed out. The knife is the size of a finger, but it is very sharp, with a surging murderous atmosphere, which stirs the sea area upside down. If someone pays attention to the situation, he will definitely find that there is a hot wave in the murderous intention. At the same time, The sea is evaporating.

In a short time, a large amount of water vapor is evaporated.

hiss hiss...

Compared with the roar of Qinglong, Mo Yang's flying knife movement is much smaller. The twelve-winged golden cicada the size of a thumb flashed with red light, flapping its wings and making a slight sound. This is a strange melody, forming a sound wave invisible to the naked eye, with a strong divine lethality, straight Fly over.

The twelve-winged golden cicada, the mysterious monster of ancient legend, although it is just a maggot, it is not inferior to those mythical beasts, killing invisibly.

It is even more impossible for Mo Yang to get the real twelve-winged golden cicada. It's just a little remnant soul. After the soul of various monsters is mixed, it formed the appearance of the twelve-winged golden cicada. Originally, it was weaker than the green dragonfly, but he was very smart. When refining the soul of the twelve-winged golden cicada, all the monsters with fire attributes were selected, all kinds of The mixture of the soul, coupled with his own fire attribute artistic conception, makes the twelve-winged golden cicada become a fire attribute. Once it appears, the fire waves are surging, which can be said to be shocking.

Boom!

When the two collided, they saw the divine attack of the twelve-winged golden cicada, which stunned the soul of the green dragon for a moment, and then quickly woke up and aroused fierceness. The huge body collided with the fire wave.

The water splashed everywhere, and the whole sea was boiling. The reefs hidden under the sea were flew out and stirred into powder by this strong murderous intention.

That is, on the South China Sea, if it is on land, even a town will be destroyed.

This is the terrible lethality of Brother Jindan.

The fire wave dissipated, and the water dragon was also broken. I saw two souls flying back to the body at the same time, and then a cyan dragon head crutch collided with the fiery red flying knife as thin as cicada wings.

The flying knife turns into a shadow, and the shadow is killing. It is strange and tricky, which is obviously better than this green dragon crutch.

"Looking for death!"

Jin Chuan's face is ugly. She has been practicing hard for many years. Unexpectedly, she is still short of Mo Yang. How can she be willing?

It's just that the magic weapon was damaged, and she was very heartbroken, so she wanted to recall the magic weapon.

"Think beautifully!"

How could Mo Yang allow it? He pinched the seal with his hands. Suddenly, a fire light appeared on the sky, as if to ignite the cloud head.

"The fire is burning!"

He turned his hand and pressed it down, and a layer of cloud and fog above the nine heavens was absorbed by this action, blending with the fire, turning into a sea of fire, and falling directly on Jinchuan's head.

"Sword of Ten Thousand Wood!"

Jin Chuan frowned, but he also pinched his fingerprints. There were towering giant trees growing out in the sea, replacing himself against the fire.

Her fingerprints changed, and the big trees turned into giant swords and went straight to the sky, as if to tear the sea of fire.

However, Mo** was not worried. He smiled and let the giant sword break through. The fire was invisible. The huge sword and the fire wave could not form any damage. He saw that the flame ignited the giant swords, but it burned more and more.

The old woman Jinchuan is the artistic conception of the wood attribute, which can't be changed. Huo Kemu is the reason why Mo Yang is better than her.

The reason why she bought the fire source beads is also for this reason. The five elements are mutual restrained. Wood makes fire, and fire conquers wood. She wants to use this fire source beads to refine them into a magic power. Once she achieves something, she will no longer be afraid of being restrained by the fire attribute.

One more thing, she and Mo Yang have always had a grudge against each other. They don't deal with each other. Even if she doesn't want this fire bead, she can't fall into Mo Yang's hands.

"Moyang, are you really going to tear your face!"

Jin Chuan screamed, with infinite fierceness in his eyes.

"At this time, it's too late to say it's too late!"

Mo Yang is full of confidence at this moment. In terms of strength alone, he is enough to solve this Jinchuan. The reason why he invited Su Yue to come and lurks aside is to intercept her when Jinchuan escapes for his life. The two of them take action is seamless.

It's easy to defeat Jinchuan, but it's not easy to kill her with personal strength.

It's just that when he was proud, he didn't find a doubt. If it was Jinchuan in the past, when he saw that he was going to do it and knew that he was invincible, he would definitely choose to leave without being deadlocked for so long. What's more, now the situation is completely at a disadvantage. Jinchuan not only did he not retreat, but also stayed here. .

He didn't think of this, but Su Yue was a bystander.

"No, things may have changed..."

Su Yue looked calm. According to the agreement with Mo Yang, he should take action now, but he didn't move. He didn't think it was that simple. Jinchuan, an old woman, was likely to prepare something.

The two continue to fight. Even if Jinchuan is defeated, he will not be defeated so quickly. If they continue to fight like this, they can't tell the difference between life and death in a month. Because the spiritual power of the Jindan monk is almost continuous, but there are few feelings that they know that they can't beat it, but they have to spend a few months to spend their spiritual power and wait for death. Besides, if you can't beat it, you will start to escape.

Jinchuan's movement today is very strange. The authorities in front of Mo Yang are fascinated, but they are still aware of it.

"No, if it was Jinchuan's previous style, he should have left long ago. Why are you still pestering me..."

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it was, and a bad feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.

"What about Su Yue? Why haven't you done it yet? Have you found something?

Just as his heart was hanging, Jin Chuan suddenly shouted.

"Taoist friend, take action!"

The sea a hundred miles away suddenly burst, and a man rushed out, holding a big seal, and laughing wildly.

"After the mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch, Mo Yang, die!"

It was the real person who rifted the earth. After lurking for a long time, the big mark in his hand smashed out, and it rose in the wind, turning into a huge mountain ten miles round and falling down.

When the big seal fell, a virtual shadow of a turtle was coiled, which was the soul of the instrument.

"Split earth!"

Mo Yang suddenly changed his color. It turned out that when he designed Jinchuan, Jinchuan was also calculating him!