Master Sisan suddenly appeared in front of a tall man with a smile on his face.
"Fellow Taoist, how about we go in together!"
When the Nascent Soul stage man heard what Master Si San said, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "My fellow Taoist, I have a thunderous ear!"
Master Sisan didn't take it seriously and continued to persuade:
"Fellow Taoist, why should you reject people thousands of miles away? Apart from you and me, everyone else here is a stranger. If a few of us join forces, why should we be afraid of that old devil!"
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Not far away, a group of Nascent Soul Stage monks were walking towards the illusory formation in twos and threes.
At this time, Lin Mo was in a dream-like space.
All around are ethereal clouds of various colors, with no sky above and no earth below, floating in the air out of thin air.
This is also thanks to the behavior of the old man named Fu.
A few days ago, a few people discovered a rather rare spiritual grass on a rock next to the stairs.
The old man surnamed Fu was so hot-eyed that he eagerly stepped forward to pick.
After taking it, the old man named Fu pulled out the spiritual grass and immediately triggered the restriction.
Lin Mo's figure flashed and he appeared here alone.
As for Bai Yaoyi and the old man named Fu, there was no trace at all.
Although Lin Mo knew the formation quite well, this was an ancient formation after all, and he couldn't find a way to leave this place for a while.
As time passed, Lin Mo sat cross-legged, motionless.
Just like withered wood.
I don't know how long it took, but Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes and looked at the colorful clouds around him.
"Tsk tsk, so that's how it is, it really is."
Suddenly, there was something strange in Lin Mo's eyes, and he whispered softly to himself.
Having said this, Lin Mo slowly stood up.
With one hand, he gently grabbed a blush flower not far away.
Suddenly a dark blue thug appeared out of thin air.
He directly grasped the colorful cloud.
His mouth was slightly open, and low-pitched spells sounded slowly.
Lin Mo pinched the magic formula with one hand.
The light wrapped around the big blue hand in the distance, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound.
Then it turned into a ball of dazzling light, which was dazzling.
Lin Mo opened his mouth expressionlessly, and a wisp of pale blue baby fire spurted out, wrapping directly around the ball of light.
"Zi la la!"
There was a sound of burning flames.
A vermilion bead slowly condensed out of the flames.
"Such a clever method of hiding objects and transforming them into shapes can only be used by ancient monks!"
Lin Mo murmured several times, then stared at the blue clouds not far away.
Follow the gourd and draw the scoop.
Another pale blue bead condensed in the palm of my hand.
In this way, after spending half a day, three more yellow, green, and gold beads were refined.
Lin Mo solemnly waved towards the beads.
Then I saw the ball floating nearby flying towards me.
With a flick of a single finger, the ball suddenly started to slowly rotate around Lin Mo.
As time goes by, the ball rotates faster and faster.
Gradually it transformed into a five-color ring with dots of spiritual light, making it look mysterious and unusual.
"go!"
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows and shouted lowly.
I saw the looking circle flying away immediately.
It even used an extremely mysterious trick to attack the surrounding areas.
In the blink of an eye, the beads flew to five seemingly unrelated places nearby, spinning and turning, and at the same time, they themselves began to shrink and change strangely.
The moment Lin Mo narrowed his eyes.
After several loud "rumbling" sounds, five orbs exploded at the same time, and five light balls of different colors emerged, flashing with dazzling light, as if there were five strange scorching suns in the space at the same time.
And at the moment when the five kinds of rays of light converged and spread throughout the space, the surrounding scenery changed, and then there was a blur in front of the eyes, and Lin Mo suddenly appeared on a familiar stone step.
"Friend Daoist Lin!"
"Brother Lin!"
The exclamations of a man and a woman sounded beside Lin Mo.
Lin Mo turned his eyes, and it was Bai Yaoyi and Fu Lao who appeared a few feet away from him. They looked extremely depressed, but at the moment they looked surprised.
Lin Yinping's pretty face was slightly red, and she obviously couldn't help but look at Lin Mo.
"Are you out of trouble too?"
Lin Mo glanced at a few people and said calmly.
"Master, it's you who broke this weird restriction!"
Lin Yinping's pretty face turned red, she looked at Lin Mo, and said jovially: "If it weren't for the master, maybe we would have been trapped and died alive!"
"Yes, it's all thanks to Brother Lin!"
The old man with the surname Fu is also afraid.
Obviously, the elder of the Jiuyou Sect suffered a hidden loss from that restriction.
Both his mana and his mind were severely damaged.
Regarding this, Lin Mo didn't want to say anything more, and instead said: "Since these fellow Taoists are fine and the sound on the mountain has stopped now, we have been delayed here for a few days, so we should leave as soon as possible."
Having said this, Lin Mo immediately took the lead and headed towards the stone steps.
Seeing this, Bai Yaoyi and others quickly followed behind.
I didn't encounter any trouble next, a few hours later.
A group of four people flew over several huge mountain ridges in succession.
This is the stone pavilion where the Ye family monks came in that day.
You must know that Xiang Zhili disappeared out of thin air here.
When they arrived in front of the stone pavilion, the old man surnamed Fu and Bai Yaoyi were not doing anything, but Lin Mo let out a soft sigh.
Suddenly he stared at the ground at the stone pavilion and stopped.
When the old man surnamed Fu saw this scene, he also walked over.
I saw a shallow footprint on the soft ground.
"Sure enough, other monks have been here!"
Bai Yaoyi spat out a mouthful of Finland with her teeth slightly exposed, and said with a frown.
"Not only that, look at those rocks!"
The old man named Fu murmured and glanced at the rocks not far away.
I saw a trench about several feet long on the rock.
It is narrow and deep, and at first glance it is the mark left by a very powerful sword energy. This is exactly the mark left here by the yellow sword energy shot out by the seventh uncle of the Ye family that day.
"Perhaps, it seems that those people also walked up the stone steps. This is very good. Someone has opened the way for us. We can also save ourselves a lot of trouble."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Lin Mo said unusually calmly.
After hearing this, the old man named Fu smiled and was about to say something. Suddenly, a white light flashed on a nearby light screen, and a white figure flew out from it.
Because the figure appeared right in front of Lin Mo and the others, they could clearly see it. As a result, Lin Mo and Bai Yaoyi were immediately surprised.
The two of them never expected that the exit they were looking for would be right under their noses.
However, when the old man surnamed Fu on the side saw this white figure, his expression immediately changed.
"The Five Sons of the Same Heart Demon are the incarnation of the old demon Qian!"
Lin Mo glanced at the white shadow in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly.
These Five Sons of Tongxin Demon were refined by the Great Elder of Yinluo Sect, Gan Laomo.
It can be said to be its second peanut.
You can enter the body of the Five Sons of Tongxin Demon at will.
And the refining of the Five Sons of One Heart Demon is not simple either.
It is necessary to bury the corpses of five Nascent Soul stage monks who have just died and are full of resentment, deep in a place where the Yin Qi is stagnant, and then water the monks' flesh and blood and soul every month for a hundred years, so that they can develop spiritual intelligence. Made using secret rituals.
The power is very huge, equivalent to having a late-stage Nascent Soul thug.
He has the supreme magical power to transform invisible demons.
When Bai Yaoyi heard this, her face suddenly turned pale.
And at this moment, several "pop" and "pop" sounds were heard one after another, and four more identical figures emerged from the white light curtain.
Five vaguely pale white figures stood side by side in a row, and ten blank eyes looked at Lin Mo and the other three people opposite them at the same time.
"It turned out to be a rich Taoist fellow. What a coincidence. No wonder Qian's subordinates went around looking for the Taoist fellow and disappeared. It turned out that they entered this place first."
"Looking at the strange attire of this fairy, she must be a monk from Beiye Xiaoji Palace. I am an old acquaintance with Mrs. Liu from your palace."
"As for the last fellow Taoist, he's quite unfamiliar!" Qian Laomo's voice sounded surprised at first, then his eyes fell on Lin Mo and he looked at him carefully.
Lin Mo glanced at Gan Lao Mo, thinking in his mind whether to raise his hand to kill him.
The middle one of the five white shadows in the distance suddenly made a seal with his hands. After a flash of gray light, a monk covered in gray robes suddenly flashed out of the white shadow. His appearance was so weird that it made people suspicious of a ghost. generally.
The gray-robed monk's face was covered by a layer of gray air, making it impossible to see his face clearly, but with his slightly gray hair and attire, he was obviously an old man.
The true form of the old demon Qian actually possessed Mozi and separated, appearing directly.
The old man named Fu and Bai Yaoyi also became wary and stared at the old devil without blinking. They wanted to see what the elder of Yinluo Sect had planned.
But this old devil didn't speak at all.
Instead, he patted his waist with one hand, and a small jet-black flag appeared in his hand. Then he waved it gently in the direction of Lin Mo and the others.
The expression of the old man named Fu changed drastically. He immediately grabbed a treasure with one hand.
Bai Yaoyi's whole body shone with a cold light. Instantly, her body was shrouded in a protective aura.
On the contrary, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows but did not do anything else. But his eyebrows became increasingly cold.
"Strange. Strange!"
The small flag just flashed with black light, but nothing strange appeared. This made Gan Lao Mo keep talking to himself, seeming a little surprised.
"Brother, what do you mean by taking out the Oni Luo Banner and taking action? Do you want to start a war between the two sects?"
Although the old man surnamed Fu is extremely afraid of the old demon Qian, they have three mid-stage Nascent Soul monks here, especially Lin Mo, whose magical powers are even more unpredictable, so he will not be too afraid of him.
"Of course not!"
Naturally, Gan Lao Mo would not be so stupid as to waste his spiritual energy again before getting any benefits.
At this time, the five devils simultaneously made strange whining sounds from their mouths, and then their figures instantly became extremely languid. Looking from a distance, the white shadows seemed to be like five strands of light smoke swaying gently, and then their figures grew longer, He would swoop down viciously.
At the same time, a deafening roar suddenly came from the light curtain not far away.
Then a large ball of dazzling silver light burst out from it.
Haven't waited for anyone to react.
Only a few sounds were heard.
Nearly ten rays of light of various colors flew out from it.
Immediately after a circle.
Many figures suddenly appeared on the scene.
"What happened? Why are you fellow Taoists so panicked!"
The old demon Qian was surprised. The white shadow that was supposed to be in an attacking posture returned to its original position in a flash, and suddenly turned half of its body to face back, assuming a defensive posture.
Because although the monks who flew out of the light curtain behind were all in great embarrassment, they were all of Nascent Soul cultivation. No matter how arrogant the old devil was, he would never dare to take it lightly. What came from the light curtain just now The crackling sound gave him a vague premonition.
"Brother God is indeed amazing in his magical powers. He actually arrived here one step ahead of us. Hey, aren't these the rich Taoist friends of Jiuyou Sect? Are these two?"
These monks were clearly the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect and five other Nascent Soul monks. The Master Si San was also sneaking among them, but Hua Tianqi was startled when he saw Lin Mo and the others.
At this moment, in a huge palace somewhere far above Kunwu Mountain.
The big-headed monster is holding a golden hammer.
With a swipe, a silver-white electric arc struck out.
In one fell swoop, he smashed a stone tiger puppet that was close to him into pieces.
Behind him, the monks of the Ye family also activated their magic weapons.
He was furiously attacking the various stone puppets in front of him.
These puppets all look like animals and birds. Not only are their bodies extremely hard, but they can also spit out various simple spells.
It's really vicious and unusual.
It surged out through the four corridors surrounding the palace, seemingly endless.
However, these Ye family monks all looked calm and just kept their heads busy activating the magic weapons, as if they were all confident.
As a result, after a while, a loud noise suddenly came from far away on one side. The entire corridor there collapsed, and the stone puppets in this direction suddenly stopped pouring out.
Hearing this, the Ye family monks showed a hint of joy on their faces.
Not long after, the corridors in the other three directions collapsed one by one amidst the roar. No new puppets joined, and the remaining puppets in the hall were wiped out in a matter of seconds under the action of everyone from the Ye family.
"What the hell are these things? They seem to be different from the puppets we have today."
Everyone in the Ye family relaxed and took out their spirit stones one after another and sat down cross-legged on the spot. Although it seemed that there was not much danger this time, because they had used the magic weapon with all their strength for a long time, they had really lost a lot of their magic power.
At this moment, a ray of light shot out from the last destroyed corridor, and in a blink of an eye it was in front of everyone. The light faded, revealing the white-robed Confucian scholar.
"Elder Gu, what you said is indeed correct. There is indeed a side hall at the end of those corridors. Those puppets ran out from inside. I followed the method of my fellow Taoist and broke the ban to enter. Several side halls
I destroyed all the centers."
The Confucian scholar smiled and said to one of them.
"It's nothing. The origin of this large puppet formation. I read the relevant records from ancient books in the past years, and then I knew how to deal with it. Otherwise, just by struggling to hold on in place, even if you have a high level of cultivation, you will be consumed alive.
Second-rate!"
The person who replied was clearly the calm ancient demon.