Blue and White Society Chapter 494: Mo Poor’s lore

"Ah! Grandpa!" The general said in surprise.

This time Higashino Boyu didn't fall down and immediately stood up, but fell all the way to the ground.

Fortunately, Higashino Boyu stood up tenaciously again, and pulled the bullet from his forehead with a look of horror.

The sunken crater bulged back again, and a translucent golden armor loomed on the body surface.

That is his body armor, which will only be activated when he is fatally injured, taking the damage for him.

It usually blends into the body, and only emerges suddenly from the body after suffering damage.

When monks fight, they usually rely on various methods to defuse the enemy's attack from the air. Hard resistance.

Although their bodies are stronger than ordinary people, any kind of attack among monks is often beyond the body's ability to withstand, so this kind of body armor integrated into the body is the last line of defense for monks to save their lives.

Eligible monks have to work hard to refine or buy one or two sets. His set of Qianyuan gold armor was obtained from the teacher's door, and it is a high-quality armor.

"Fortunately, it's just a little impact damage..." Dongye Boyu checked the treasure armor and found that there was no damage to the treasure armor. Although the bullet's damage was fatal, it was not that high.

As soon as the spiritual energy was raised, the treasure armor immediately returned to its original state, without any damage to the root.

However, it can disturb his life-saving golden armor. How can this be an attack with a mortal weapon? His three-foot air wall is useless, except for crushing and deforming the projectile, it didn't slow down at all.

He took a closer look, and saw a young man coming quickly from the refugees in the distance. He was also a monk who had just entered the Yuanshen stage, and he also had a black sword under his feet.

"A wild cultivator again? Did they pick up the Immortal Mansion?"

It seems that Dongye Boyu also has that black iron. I feel that this group of commoner monks must have had an adventure. They have achieved the Yuanshen stage at a young age, and there are strange things, and they can even resist thunder and lightning. What good things have you eaten here? .

Without saying a word, he immediately wanted to recognize the master of Heitie first, but soon found that this black iron could not recognize the master!

And it's different from manipulating magic weapons, as if as long as he exerts the power of the soul, the black iron will move and change by itself.

The primordial spirit cannot penetrate into it, nor can mana penetrate it.

"No wonder they deny the Lord, what the **** is this?"

All kinds of strange phenomena made him a little confused, and then he suddenly felt that the power of the primordial spirit wrapped in the black iron was severely stimulated by someone.

"Stupid! Colliding with my primordial spirit?" The power of Dongye Boyu's primordial spirit was rushed away, and he immediately felt that the black iron was taken away by the person behind him. He controlled the deployment and released the broken bone Jiang Long.

"Mo Poor!" Jiang Long was determined, his complexion remained unchanged even when his tendons were broken and his bones were broken.

"I'll fight him." The person who came was of course Mo Poor. He had been in spiritual communication with Jiang Long, and when he realized that Jiang Long was invincible from afar, he took advantage of Jiang Long's vision and shot first.

The shot ignored all obstacles and forcibly landed on Higashino Boyu's skin.

The speed does not decrease, and the damage is naturally not small, but a shot that is enough to explode the head of an ordinary person only leaves a bullet crater on Higashino Boyu's forehead.

And the crater disappeared quickly, and a set of golden armor appeared on the body, and nothing happened.

"Although the monks are not very strong physically, they must have a way to make up for it." Jiang Long said.

Mo Poor said in a low voice: "I can see it. It should be a magic weapon or something. It blends into the body and offsets the damage."

"Who is here!" Dongye Boyu couldn't figure out how the other party had broken his protective energy, so naturally he didn't dare to underestimate Mo Qiong.

"My name is Mo Qiong, you don't have to explain, we don't know anyone in the world of cultivating immortals." Mo Qiong said loudly.

Dongye Boyu said in a deep voice: "Don't think that you can go against the sky if you encounter some chances. Going against the general trend, you don't know how to live or die."

Mo Qiong gave him a blank look, thinking that the monks here really think that the refugees cannot support themselves, and it is only natural that they die when they die.

It is a natural law of heaven and earth that a group of poor people die every once in a while.

Admittedly, this is actually true, but the mistake is that the interference of the immortal cultivators has hindered the self-improvement trend of the social system, leaving no room for the weak but the majority of the poor to resist.

If it makes the people unable to survive, arouses resistance, and threatens the ruling class, then the ruling class will naturally care about them, and then think of ways to keep them alive, ease conflicts, and try not to push back.

But here, the success rate of poor people's resistance is zero, so the result is different. No matter how many of them there are, there is no need to win the hearts of the people, and there is no need to care about their life and death. There is no change of dynasty, no restraint from superiors, and the secular world will become a stagnant pool. There is no motivation to improve society. The biggest motivation is to cultivate immortals. There is a cultivator in the family. better than anything.

In this regard, Mo Poor was too lazy to explain, and said directly: "Cultivating immortals is against the sky, do you think you are following the will of the heavens? I don't believe in the will of the heavens, the will of the human heart is the will of the heavens!"

"Secular affairs will naturally be resolved by secular people. Immortal cultivators pray for your longevity, and you are not allowed to affect ordinary people in the future!"

Dongye Boyu was stunned, and Mo Poor's tone was decisive, as if he was directly deciding a rule, and everyone had to abide by it.

From what he heard, it was crazy beyond bounds.

He understood what Mo Poor meant, which was to prevent immortal cultivators from getting involved in worldly affairs. All relatives and descendants had to be cut off.

This is no longer a matter of sheltering these refugees, but of shaking the world.

"Arrogance! What are you! How dare you set rules for the world of cultivating immortals!" Dongye Boyu was furious.

Actually, in the world of cultivating immortals, many monks really don't care about the secular world.

With this kind of attitude, suddenly someone wants to set rules, and no one is allowed to control it, then it will be different, why?

How can a wild cultivator in the primordial spirit stage restrain the world of cultivating immortals at ease?

Dongye Boyu shot out the Gang Qi all over his body, and at the same time pointed to the sky, instantly creating a dark cloud, thunderous.

Boom!

This blow is far beyond the power that can be resisted by eating lightning strike wood. The characteristics are often like this, either they are fully immune or they are not triggered at all.

If the resistance is 100, then all electricity within 100 will be ignored, but if the attack is 101, then this feature will not be triggered at all, which means nothing.

Mo Poor has eaten a piece of lightning strike wood, but it can also withstand the current of household appliances. When a thunder strikes, a current of several hundred amps will kill him instantly.

Not to mention the nano-membrane, the voltage of the thunder is extremely high.

In desperation, Mo Poor could only use the best metal body shield to cover him and Jiang Long.

Gang Qi and thunder and lightning were all blocked, which made Dongye Boyu covet the black iron even more.

"What a sweet baby..."

Dongye Boyu wants to seize power again, he knows that this thing can't recognize the master, but the capable ones.

Unexpectedly, the black iron ball hit him, no matter how much his primordial power tried to tease him along the way, he couldn't control it!

"Eh? Why did he recognize the master?" He didn't believe that Mo Poor's primordial spirit was stronger than him, and obviously only used a little primordial spirit to control it, but he couldn't take away the control.

This can only show one thing, that is, this piece of black iron has recognized its master and is bound to its primordial spirit.

"Ah! It seems that it is still possible to recognize the master! It's just difficult!" Dongye Boyu's thoughts turned, thinking that Mo Qiong had recognized the master, so he couldn't control it.

But there are two pieces of black iron on the scene, and he manipulated the other one before, so he definitely didn't recognize the owner.

When the time comes to **** it, and then press for the method of identifying the Lord, wouldn't it be his.

"I don't believe you can keep hiding!" Dongye Boyu found that the black ball was always following him, so he went up to hold it with his palm.

The impact of the black ball hardly hurt him, but when he pressed it, the black ball immediately flew backwards and rushed towards the ground.

But in the middle of the charge, all of his strength was suddenly counteracted inexplicably, and flew back in the opposite direction, hitting him again.

At the same time, the black ball split open, revealing Mo Poor inside, and a blood-colored flying sword shot out quickly, attacking him directly.

"Puff, puff, puff!" Dongye Boyu's Gang Qi was useless to protect his fart, and he was pierced by the flying sword like a piece of paper.

He was so frightened that he quickly cast a defensive spell, forming a triple khaki shield, trying to block the flying sword.

However, the flying sword was cracked by the thick magic shield, and it continued to advance tenaciously, breaking his triple spells and stabbing at the front door.

At the critical moment, he waved his hand again and let out a copper bell, which enveloped it with a phantom.

This is one of his defensive magic weapons, even a monk who is also in the Nascent Soul Stage can block the Flying Sword.

However, with a bang, the copper bell was directly pierced through a hole, and the spiritual energy was released. At the same time, the speed of the flying sword did not decrease, and it hit the face directly.

What's even more weird is that the sword smashed itself into pieces! There is still so much power.

"Pfft!" Dongye Boyu's face was punctured, but there was no bleeding, and the golden armor appeared again, bearing the injury for him.

The golden armor itself didn't have any damage, and the power was calculated carefully, and it was actually not as good as the bullet just now.

"Damn it! What kind of sword control technique is this?" Dongye Boyu was in a hurry, the flying sword was weak, but it managed to break through three of his defences, and hit his face forcefully.

Generally speaking, it is a terrible thing for a monk to be forced to hit his body in fighting skills, and it is definitely a great enemy to be able to force out the ultimate life-saving means.

But this power is not very good, until he found that the golden armor was not damaged at all, he recalled that this guy in front of him was just a small shrimp who had just entered the Yuanshen realm.

"Weird! It's so weird! His fencing skills must have his own way, and his background is extraordinary!" Dongye Boyu secretly thought.

At the same time, Mo Poor curled his lips, a little regretful.

It's not difficult for him to hit, but the power is too low. For him who has just entered the Yuanshen realm, the power of the flying sword is not as good as his Black Emperor sniper rifle.

The immortal cultivator is really powerful. The magic weapon is integrated into the body to offset the damage. It is like adding an invisible shell to the human body. If it is dropped, it will damage the opponent's real blood volume.

And this protective golden armor is integrated into the monk's body, which is similar to the effect of a double taking damage, so Mo Poor can't use the absolute hit to ignore it.

"The gap between you and me cannot be made up by some small tricks!" Dongye Boyu took advantage of the moment when the black ball cracked, and the power of the primordial spirit rushed into the black ball with the power of the soul, trying to strangle Mo Poor .

Unexpectedly, Mo Poor manipulated Jiang Long's black iron again to block the Gang Qi again.

At the same time, following the power of his primordial spirit, Mo Poor rushed back into his Niwan Palace!

This is the attack of mind and spirit. Only the primordial spirit can be injured in Niwan Palace. The competition here is whose realm of primordial spirit is higher.

There is no doubt that Dongye Boyu crushed Mo Poor, and he was very happy to see that he was going to compete with him for Yuanshen!

"Stupid Yexiu, I don't know what to say!" Higashino Boyu said coldly.

For monks of the same level, the one who takes the initiative to attack the Niwan Palace will injure the enemy one or two hundred and self-injury one thousand unless there is a special mental attack method.

What's more, he is already a Nascent Soul, and he is already stronger than the other party. Mo Poor's Nascent Spirit power, you can give as much as you come in.

But Mo Poor didn't care about the annihilation of the power of Yuanshen at all, and frantically ran towards his Yuanying in Niwan Palace.

It's very difficult to recuperate in terms of primordial spirit. Even he would have to recuperate for a long time after this collision, not to mention the little primordial spirit like Mo Poor, I'm afraid he won't be able to take care of it for a few years!

"What a lunatic! I've exhausted all means, are you already desperate?" Dongye Boyu Yuanying sat firmly in the Niwan Palace, thinking that Mo Qiong has a lot of backbone, and he wants to hurt himself when he is about to die. It is also necessary to pluck off a layer of courage from the enemy.

Boom!

In contrast to Dongye Boyu, Yuan Ying was only shaken suddenly.

Dongye Boyu was about to kill Mo Poor, but suddenly he was horrified to find that he had lost control of his soul.

"What?"

In an instant, a clear light flashed between his brows, heading straight into the sky!

Dongye Boyu didn't realize what happened for a while, his consciousness went around the Niwan Palace twice, until his body fell from the sky with the flying sword that lost control, and he felt like a mortal.

He was terrified and roared hysterically.

"My Nascent Soul?"

…