Chapter 957 I thought it was an ordinary numerical monster, but I didn't expect it to be a mechanical monster
The essence of the fist intent, the fist that Mo Cheng blasted out at this moment was the Five Sacred Mountains, which could kill all living things.
The punch was so powerful that before it even hit the enemy, the wind from the fist alone had already torn, destroyed and shattered the warship under his feet.
The fist hit Fantian Jiao's body with extreme violence. Fantian Jiao had no chance to dodge. She only had time to transform into a dragon monster before the force from the fist exploded.
Then everyone in the port, whether it was the [Fu Navy] who jumped off the warship and transformed into monsters, or the defenders who rushed out from all over the port, saw an astonishing scene.
A dragon hundreds of feet long collided with Mo Cheng, who was less than ten feet long. Due to the absolute size difference, the dragon actually flew backwards, leaving a deep mark on the sea level that lasted for a long time.
The sea water parted to both sides, revealing the dry seabed, as if there was some force blocking and fixing the sea water, preventing it from calming down.
It is as if the gods and humans divided the sea in ancient times.
This kind of power is not strange, but the most shocking thing is that this power does not appear in those big monsters who can move mountains and fill the sea, catch stars and moons with physical strength alone, but appears in someone who calls himself "Jixia Student".
Since ancient times, people are good at wisdom but not strength, while demons are good at strength but not wisdom.
Although people have extremely high talents in practicing a certain art, they will become extremely vulnerable if they lose their magic power and magic weapons.
Although the monster had lost its magic power and magic weapon, it at least still had its extreme brute force.
This has almost become a law among monks.
But today, this law is broken.
It was completely broken by that rude, domineering and extremely violent punch.
As the dragon flew backwards unstoppably, a figure rushed over, opened his hand, grabbed the dragon's head and flew into the distance of the sea, leaving only a trace of fire.
Mo Cheng consciously took the Fantian Jiao away from the battlefield. His arm suddenly grew two sizes larger. At this moment, his arm was even redder due to the condensation of Qi and blood, and the Samadhi True Fire in his hand was burning fiercely.
He dragged the Fantian Jiao and flew rapidly above the sea level, continuously pouring the Samadhi True Fire in his hand into the Fantian Jiao's body, constantly destroying the dragon's insides.
At the same time, Mo Cheng grabbed the dragon's head, which was bigger than himself, and kept smashing it against the sea. Under such high-speed flight, the originally soft sea water was no different from the earth.
"Bang", "bang", "bang".
Columns of water continued to rise up from the sea surface. The blood and energy in Mo Cheng's right arm burst out, and he blasted the flames into the body of the Fantian Jiao, detonating it.
“Boom!!”
As the explosion sounded, the Samadhi True Fire spread across the sea surface within a radius of a hundred miles, turning the sea surface into a sea of fire.
The fire is on the water. Without any combustible materials, the flame will burn violently on the water, destroying everything that dares to face it.
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
In an instant, hundreds of millions of tons of sea water evaporated from the sea surface. For a moment, the smoke from the evaporated sea water filled the field of vision, making it impossible to see the surrounding environment clearly.
But beneath this white fog, there is a murderous intent that cannot be concealed.
Countless water blades suddenly shot out from the sea water. Mo Cheng's body burst into golden light, and golden armor immediately appeared around him to protect his body. The water blades hit the dragon scales that had turned into armor, and immediately made a sharp and piercing sound.
That was not an ordinary water blade, but an ultra-high-pressure water jet that was good at cutting.
Mo Cheng was somewhat surprised that Fantian Jiao still had the strength to fight back, but that didn't matter. To him, there was only one definition of an enemy who could fight back, and that was if he didn't attack him hard enough.
"Humph, you're looking for death!"
With a cold snort, thousands of thunderbolts suddenly rained down from the sky, turning the entire sea into a purgatory of fire and thunder.
The thunder of the God King Zeus, carrying the power of [Judgment], blasted the Samadhi True Fire into the bottom of the sea. The violent fire thunder exploded in the dark and lightless seabed , completely illuminating the entire seabed.
Then the power of fire and thunder strangled and destroyed countless creatures on the seabed, leaving no corpses behind.
After a round of super-saturation bombing of the entire area, Mo Cheng perceived that there were no living creatures left in this sea area.
No matter whether it was fish or passing sea monsters, their fate would be death under the combined bombardment of heavenly thunder and Samadhi True Fire.
But in this high-temperature hell created by thunder and fire, Mo Cheng looked somewhere. In his perception, there was only this vast breath of life in the entire sea. "It seems that you have a trump card that doesn't fear being attacked by others."
As the smoke dissipated, a hundreds-foot-tall dragon figure looked down at Mo Cheng proudly, "Qilin talent, your reputation is well-deserved. No wonder Sixth Brother asked me to capture you."
Mo Cheng's eyelids were half closed. In his perception, the series of bombardments just now did not cause any substantial damage to Fantian Jiao.
This was not right. He knew very well what effect his series of bombings just now could achieve. To put it bluntly, even if a saint had suffered such a super-saturated bombardment, he would have to start the second stage now.
Mo Cheng's right index finger moved slightly, and then a bolt of lightning quietly attacked Fantian Jiao. This bolt of lightning did not have the huge momentum as before, but was instead hidden and traceless, making it difficult to know its true intention.
When the thunder was about to strike, Fantian Jiao discovered the attack, but it was too late. The power of Yin Lei flowed into the dragon's body like water, and then exploded violently.
But it was very strange that the Yin Lei explosion did cause damage in Mo Cheng's perception, but that damage only existed for a moment and then [disappeared].
If that Yin thunder had erupted at any other time, it would have at least destroyed a mountain, but it failed to break even a scale on the Fantian Jiao.
Only this time, Mo Cheng also saw the other party's confidence, "You just dispersed the damage, right?"
The experience in the [Foreign Land] gave Mo Cheng sufficient experience to look at many abilities, and some things, after encountering them many times, he could basically tell what was going on. The same was true for the abnormality on Fantian Jiao this time.
"I heard that the material for the foundation of Fu Haijun's practice of the demon body technique is a drop of your blood. I'm afraid that drop of blood is not only used to build the foundation, but also some kind of restriction, right?"
"A kind of restriction... when you are hurt, it can disperse the damage to the entire [Fuhai Navy]. And the demon body skills they practiced have extremely strong vitality. As long as they are not killed in one blow, they can transform into demon bodies and devour blood in the sea to repair their injuries. Am I right?"
That’s why there are rumors that Fantian Jiao is invulnerable to swords and guns, and difficult to be harmed by Taoism.
"What if I guessed it right?" The dragon opened its bloody mouth and laughed wildly. "I have more than 100,000 [Navy] soldiers under my command, and there are countless [Meat Men] gathering here on weekdays. Even if they can kill me once, I will be safe as long as one life is exchanged for another."
The dragon slowly moved its head closer, its tone full of mockery, "I wonder how many times the talented Qilin can kill me?!"
"It seems that my guess was correct. In addition to being able to disperse the damage, you also have a trump card. That trump card is your foundation."
Mo Cheng did not respond to Fan Tian Jiao's provocation at all. Like a skilled butcher, his words were like a knife that cut through the obstruction of bones and hit the vital point directly. "That ability is [Recover Excess Damage], right? Damage above a certain level will be transformed into healing."
He pointed out the other party's trump card with an expressionless face, and at the same time Mo Cheng couldn't help but curse in his heart. He originally thought it was just an ordinary numerical monster, but he didn't expect it to be a mechanical monster.
