Mr. Mo could clearly feel that the Thunderbolt used by Wu Tian was not the same as the one he used.
If Mr. Mo's spiritual power was born with thunder attributes, then Wu Tian obviously was not.
Therefore, being able to use Mr. Mo's special skills, even more powerful than Mr. Mo, can only prove one thing, Wu Tian is playing tricks.
This is also true. Wu Tian did not use his own spiritual power to communicate with the world, but had another idea.
After being at a loss, the battle still had to be fought. This had to be said to be Mr. Mo's helpless move. Once the fighting spirit faded, his fate would be no different from the others present.
If Mr. Mo just now was still resisting Wu Tian for his ideals, then after seeing the fate of those comrades, he had to start thinking about his own survival.
He stood on the ground, without using the magnetic field to levitate himself in the air again. Mr. Mo just raised his head and looked at Wu Tian in the air, his expression gradually firming up.
The spiritual power in him began to rage again.
Wu Tian's face in mid-air was solemn, and his voice spread throughout the field through his sword intention: "All Shushan disciples retreat three miles!"
What? Three miles?
Qi Zhen thought at first that she had heard wrong. Three miles was not a close distance. What kind of moves could cover such a wide range?
The conclusion quickly appeared in front of Qi Zhen.
With Mr. Mo as the center, the surrounding air began to rotate around him.
Just ten breaths later, a tornado rose from the ground!
At the beginning, the area covered by the tornado was not large, but as Mr. Mo's spiritual power continued to leak out, the tornado gradually became more substantial.
Wind itself has no shape.
However, when he rolled up things on the ground, the trajectories formed by those things in mid-air became the shape of the wind.
Dragon describes the length of the wind, and Juan refers to the rotation of the wind.
What’s the most common thing on the field? Naturally, it’s soil, and there are people.
The soil and corpses on the ground were swept up into the air and became part of the tornado.
The tornado got higher and higher, and even rolled down all the dark clouds in the sky!
It reaches heaven and earth!
Mr. Mo stood in the center of the tornado, but his voice was not affected by the wind at all, resounding throughout the world!
"Wind and residual clouds!"
Everyone in Shushan who had already retreated three miles away had expressions as solemn as if they could drip water.
This Mr. Mo unexpectedly possesses two kinds of spiritual powers, and both kinds of spiritual powers have been cultivated to such a state!
If Qi Zhen could think more about it, it would not be difficult to recall four words, the limit of blood inheritance!
However, Qi Zhen doesn't think of this now, but thinks that if I knew this trick in the game back then, what fucking BOSS would I be unable to defeat?
The wind and the remaining clouds, like the thunder and lightning, are actually not unfamiliar to Qi Zhen.
When he was playing Legend of Sword and Fairy before, he often used these two spells, but in terms of power and momentum, they couldn't compare with Mr. Mo.
Looking at the tornado in front of her that was shaking the sky and the ground, Qi Zhen was looking forward to how Wu Tian would deal with it.
Since the scope of the tornado was so wide, there was no doubt that Wu Tian was also wrapped in it, so it was difficult for people outside to see clearly what was going on inside.
To be precise, no one could see what was going on inside the tornado except Qi Zhen, who had an unusual look in her eyes.
And even if Qi Zhen has particularly good eyesight, she can only see the general situation in the tornado with her Sharingan.
Wu Tian's figure was seen vaguely flashing in mid-air, and then disappeared from the place where it was originally hanging in the air.
Immediately afterwards, his figure appeared on top of Mr. Mo's head, but his posture had changed to that of his head and feet. His right hand formed a sword finger and pointed towards the top of Mr. Mo's head.
But I don’t know why, it just flashed above Mr. Mo’s head, but now it’s descending at an appallingly slow rate.
His sword finger was approaching the top of Mr. Mo's head inch by inch, while Mr. Mo just closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be under tremendous pressure.
The tornado became more and more violent.
But the amazing thing is that no one three miles away felt the strong wind except for the violent wind-attributed spiritual power.
Others don't know why, but Qi Zhen, who may have seen the inside of the tornado, knows it very well!
This windy cloud is not so much a tornado as it is an inward-rolling wind array!
And the rotating wind visible to the naked eye is the wall of this wind array!
Therefore, people outside this wind formation cannot realize the power of this spell at all, but it is different inside!
Wu Tian's hair had begun to become messy, and the sword robe on his body was blowing loudly. The sword energy that originally surrounded him had disappeared under the action of the thunder breaking spell, and now it is missing.
Finally, Wu Tian's sword robe could not withstand the tearing of the strong wind, and a huge gap was cut on his shoulder by the powerful wind blade!
However, Wu Tian didn't seem to notice it, and his fingers moved closer to Mr. Mo's head.
After paying the price of seven or eight more cracks, the distance between Wu Tian's head and the top of Mr. Mo's head was less than two finger widths.
"Drink!" Wu Tian shouted.
A little light lit up between Mr. Mo's head and Wu Tian's fingers, changing from weak to strong. No matter the soil, clouds or corpses on the formation wall, there was no way to stop the light emitted by this light.
Then the light turned into a light bulb.
The light bulb became a searchlight again.
Then, it turned into a sun with infinite rays of light in the middle of the field!
Including Qi Zhen, everyone closed their eyes in unison, for fear of being stabbed by the bright light.
Fortunately, Qi Zhen had the mental power to continue to explore, but when he found that his mental power would be torn to pieces by the light in the air once he left the body and probed there, he gave up this action.
The bright light lasted for about a cup of tea before slowly fading. When Qi Zhen opened her eyes again, she saw that the originally powerful tornado had stopped motionless in mid-air.
Yes, the tornado is still there, just not moving.
Qi Zhen could still see the dirt and corpses hovering in mid-air. He also saw an earthworm whose body seemed to be twitching slightly.
After a while, it was as if the tall building had been blasted and demolished by the most professional blasting experts.
The entire tornado poured down from top to bottom.
All the things that were caught in the air, some of which had flown extremely high, were now returning to where they came from - the ground.
In the rain curtain formed by mud and broken limbs, Wu Tian's figure slowly appeared on the spot.
His face was a little pale, but compared to Mr. Mo who was sitting on the ground across from him, his condition was much better.
Mr. Mo has long since lost his childlike appearance. His pure white hair has become a little withered and lost its original vitality. His skin, which was originally as smooth as jade, is now piled with wrinkles, as if he has aged dozens of years in an instant.
The originally abundant spiritual energy was now hard for Qi Zhen to feel from him.
I think this living fossil in the world of spiritual practice has finally reached the point where his energy has been exhausted.
Immortal cultivators have a long lifespan precisely because the spiritual power in their body can feed back their own vitality. When the spiritual power is overdrawn, the vitality will naturally be greatly damaged.
Qi Zhen estimated that this battle should be almost over by now.
In fact, it was similar to what Qi Zhen imagined, but Wu Tian's next words made everyone's hearts rise again.
"I don't know why you want to open the passage from heaven to the human world. Mr. Mo is a senior, but this matter is still a little thoughtless." There was no ups and downs in Wu Tian's voice, as if no matter how shocking the situation was, It was all within his expectation.
After Mr. Mo's spiritual power was exhausted, his whole person became very old from the inside out, from top to bottom, and his voice was no exception.
"I...ahem...after all, I am also an Immortal Master, and I can't let you continue to act so arbitrarily. I have to do something for the balance and stability of the human world," Mr. Mo said.
"Is it worth it to maintain the stability that is like a dog in heaven, even if it means sacrificing one's own life?" Wu Tian said softly.
"I know that my strength is not as good as yours. Replacing the old with a new generation will be scary for the next generation." Mr. Mo did not answer Wu Tian's question about whether it was worth it, but sincerely praised Wu Tian's strength.
Then, Mr. Mo said the last words of his life: "Who said being a dog means you won't be happy?"
Wu Tian stared at Mr. Mo sitting on the ground, speechless for a moment.
In the sky, the tornado that originally dissipated did not leave any traces.
In the center of the dark clouds, the location where the tornado collapsed seemed to have been sucked away by the tornado, revealing a circular hole from which a brilliant golden light emanated.
Wu Tian sighed. No one knew what Mr. Mo had done except him.
In order to prevent Wu Tianzhen from doing anything irreversible, this inner wind formation called Fengjuan Canyun seemed to be intended to harm Wu Tian, but in fact, it turned into a passage under Mr. Mo's intentional control!
Then he forced Wu Tian to use that powerful sword move or release a huge amount of sword energy.
This passage formed by the wind will send the power erupted from the collision of the two people's spiritual powers to the top.
Obviously, Wu Tian did not expect Mr. Mo's purpose at all, and he was not fighting against him head-on from the beginning to the end.
It turns out that from the beginning of standing in front of everyone, to the later coordination of everyone's spiritual power, to the final thunderstorm, they were just paving the way for this final move.
The purpose is to open the passage from the human world to the heavenly world and attract people from the heavenly world.
Even he will die here!
