Unparalleled Rebirth

Chapter 62 You are so verbose

Mo Wushuang put away the Ice Soul-Severing Piano, then used his greatest strength to control the surrounding mysterious energy, and then used the mysterious energy to gather the evil energy that filled the sky.

The power required for the process was huge, almost consuming all the power in Mo Wushuang's body.

But the result is good.

All the evil energy was swallowed up by the golden thunder dragon condensed by Mo Wushuang, and then the golden thunder dragon quickly merged with the transparent lotus that shone with white light.

The form of power is still a transparent white lotus, but it is surrounded by wisps of golden thunder and lightning.

With a thought, Mo Wushuang saw the white lotus surrounded by golden thunder and lightning instantly shrinking in size, and then flew towards his palm.

After falling into Mo Wushuang's palm, the white lotus and golden thunder and lightning disappeared out of thin air in an instant.

At the same time, the demonic energy in Lin Moyu's body also returned to calm, and there was no longer any sign of desire surging out.

Lin Moyu looked at Mo Wushuang's snow-white face and couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Is your body okay?"

Mo Wushuang shook his head and said, "I can't die."

Lin Moyu looked at him with a faint look, her tone seemed a little strange, and said: "Is it just that you can't die?"

Mo Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's just that the power is consumed too much, just rest for a while."

Lin Moyu frowned and said, "But you just vomited blood."

Mo Wushuang said calmly: "You can't die even if you vomit blood."

Lin Moyu: "..."

Mo Wushuang ignored Lin Moyu and his figure floated to the ground.

There is flat land all around, and the broken rocks have turned into powder, mixed with the soil on the ground.

Lin Moyu also landed and stood beside Mo Wushuang.

The nameless heavenly book floated beside Mo Wushuang.

Mo Wushuang raised his plain hand, and with a thought, he saw a piece of white lotus petals condensing out of his palm, emitting a holy light.

"Is this what you are looking for?" Lin Moyu couldn't help but ask.

Mo Wushuang nodded.

Lin Moyu asked: "Does it have any special function?"

Mo Wushuang replied truthfully: "I don't know."

Lin Moyu: "..."

Mo Wushuang continued: "But the power and my cultivation techniques seem to come from the same source."

Lin Moyu looked at Mo Wushuang's face and asked in a low voice: "What is the name of the technique you practice?"

Mo Wushuang replied: "Chaos Creation Technique."

Lin Moyu's eyes flickered a few times when he heard this, and then asked: "Where did the technique come from?"

As soon as you hear the name of this technique, you can tell that it is not an ordinary technique, and it is even less likely to come from the Xuanwu Continent.

His intuition has always been accurate.

Mo Wushuang continued to answer: "My book told me."

Lin Moyu: "..."