When Mrs. Long and Master Mojiu heard Lin Mo's words, they couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it. Three monks who were in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and the one in the Mirror-shattering God Stage were just a last resort. They were actually killed by Lin Mo like this.
Now, they are more willing to believe that the three elders of Xiaoji Palace have sneaked out while the three of them were not paying attention.
Lin Mo sneered and continued, "Lin doesn't care what the relationship between the two of you is, and he doesn't bother to think about your plans. But Lin Mo hates others using me as a gun. Since he has the guts to let Lin and Elder Xiaoji Palace
Fighting each other, the mere fact that he has no good intentions towards Lin Mo is enough for Lin to not let you go."
Mrs. Long had quietly put one hand into her cuff, clenched her fist, and waited for Lin Mo's next words.
The old monk looked at Lin Mo with an extremely ugly face. He was also prepared to be challenged at any time.
"Since you dare to use Lin Mo, you must prepare for the backlash. Besides, I don't want to let the second person know about Lin's possession of the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure. Based on so many things that make Lin Mo tired, so
It's better for you two to just take care of things in the human world." Lin Mo's tone was light and did not sound like a threat at all, as if he was saying that the weather is very good today.
The old monk and Mrs. Long didn't show it on their faces, but there was already a huge wave in their hearts. Seeing Lin Mo closing his eyes tightly, then squeezing with both hands, and obscure spells came out of his mouth, the two of them were immediately shocked.
The spiritual energy around him was fluctuating. He didn't have time to think too much and quickly looked around.
I saw countless golden lights flashing ten feet away, and then pulled out golden threads as thin as hair. There was no pattern, as if they were swaying in the wind, or as if one end was grabbing the threads and shaking them desperately. But the golden threads
They all have a common direction, which is to get closer in the middle. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you won't be able to find it at all, because there is no sound at all, which is extremely weird.
After Mrs. Long looked around, she couldn't help blurting out "Sword array!"
Master Mojiu's heart trembled, and he was filled with panic. He shouted to Lin Mo, "Don't get me wrong, fellow Taoist Lin, we and I have no intention of harming fellow Taoist. I don't know how many Xiaojis there are outside the Void Spirit Hall."
The monks in the palace. If it is true as what Fellow Daoist Lin said, Master Hanli has been killed, and Master Hanli is not seen leaving Xiaoji Palace, Fellow Daoist Lin will not be able to leave easily."
Lin Mo looked at the old monk and felt more and more that the old monk was more thoughtful than briquettes.
Master Mojiu continued, "If Fellow Daoist Lin wants to leave, now is the time for us to join forces to fight against the enemy. As for the Tongtian Lingbao, the two of us swore a blood oath not to reveal even a single bit."
"I don't know if the master is naive, or if the master thinks that Lin is naive. Lin only believes in dead people and will not reveal secrets." Lin Mo said with a smile.
At this time, Mrs. Long looked at the formation behind Lin Mo. She didn't know whether it was fear or anger. Her palms expanded, and a yellow crutch appeared in Mrs. Long's hand. She said to Master Mojiu, "Brother Mojiu, there's no need to say any more. Look behind him."
, do you think he can still put you and me in his eyes?"
After listening to Madam Long's words, Master Mojiu noticed the humanoid puppet behind Lin Mo and the Five Sons of Tongxin Demon dozens of feet away. After recognizing it, he could hardly keep the indifference on his face. "What are those? Then
Who is the person behind you? How did he get in? "
Madam Long's lips moved slightly, and she sent a message to Master Mojiu, "Those skeletons seem to be the legendary Five Sons of the Same Heart Demon. The other person didn't know where he came from, and he didn't pay attention to how he came in. Fellow Daoist Lin probably relied on these things to catch him by surprise. Master Hanli was severely injured. Didn’t Master Hanli say before that the five demons of the same mind were the five demons who did the old demon? If they are really the five demons, even if you and I join forces, we will not be his opponent."
When Master Mojiu heard this, he was indescribably frightened. Before he could think of how to answer, he heard Mrs. Long's voice message again: "The only way now is to fight quickly. Kill the boy Lin in one fell swoop first." Only those things will pose no threat to us. However, the first priority now is to break the sword formation first. Otherwise, it will be even harder for us to escape when Mr. Lin urges the Five Concentric Demons to come up."
"But the nemesis of the Five Sons of One Heart Demon is Buddhist Kung Fu. If it really attacks, it will have to be handed over to the master. Now it is better to break the sword formation and take it one step at a time. If it doesn't work, you can only use that thing to deal with Lin You're a kid." Mrs. Long frowned as she said this.
After hearing this, Master Mojiu sighed silently, and sent back the same message, "That's all we can do for now. It's just that this person's technique is not ice-based, and the effect of that thing will probably be greatly reduced."
"There is no way around this. Originally, that thing was intended to deal with Master Hanli, but who would have thought that it would be taken away by Boy Lin directly. But fortunately, Boy Lin's cultivation level is not yet at the late stage of Nascent Soul. , so even if we can't kill him, it's good to be able to inflict serious injuries. It seems that we have underestimated Mr. Lin." Mrs. Long looked at Lin Mo with hatred in her eyes and said to Master Mojiu.
"The matter has come to this, Fellow Daoist Long, there is no need to regret." The old monk saw that Lin Mo was unable to persuade him, and the surrounding golden threads moved closer to the center, and his expression turned gloomy. "But use that thing for a new one." Even with the Tongtian Lingbao and the Five Sons of Concentric Demons, we still got a big advantage, didn’t we?”
After this message was delivered, the Buddhist monk who had just been a kind-hearted Buddhist monk suddenly felt a gloomy air appear in his body, and his whole temperament changed drastically.
Seeing that Mojiu was still changing, Mrs. Long still sent a message: "Be careful in everything. This boy Lin's magical power is not inferior to the late Yuanying stage. He underestimated the enemy before, so she thought of letting him consume Master Hanli's cultivation, but he didn't Thinking that he directly killed Master Hanli, it seems that he didn't suffer any damage. If I had known that this would be the result before, I would never have waded into this muddy water."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After saying that, Mrs. Long threw the yellow crutch in her hand into the air, and a yellow light appeared, and it instantly turned into a yellow monster. Mrs. Long was alone. He squeezed it with his hands and injected spiritual power into the yellow monster. The yellow monster spun around in the air and opened its mouth, then spewed out countless yellow lights and flew towards Lin Mo.
Lin Mo opened his eyes dumbly and looked at the yellow light that was flying from him. As it approached him, it turned into a palm-sized yellow flying sword. It was shining with light, and there was a cold light on the blade. It looks extremely sharp.
At this time, Master Mojiu clasped his hands together, and when he separated them, a shining silver Dharma theory appeared on each hand. Then he threw it into the air. The two Dharma theories expanded rapidly, and actually expanded to the size of a wheel. They also pointed towards Lin Mo.
go in the direction.
Lin Mo just watched coldly, without any change in his expression, watching the two performers. Watching those yellow flying swords and silver Dharma treatises rushing into the golden threads.
In just an instant, the yellow flying sword and Dharma treatise were scattered to pieces, turning into a pile of scrap metal and falling down.
Seeing this, Master Mojiu and Madam Long took a breath of air, looked at each other, and saw fear in each other's eyes. Madam Long's voice sent to Master asked in a somewhat unpleasant voice, "What kind of sword formation is this, and why?"
So sharp.”
Mrs. Long immediately turned her palm over and chanted, and then a square light blue ancient treasure appeared in her hand. She seemed to turn her head, she kept talking, and then threw it into the air.
The blue bricks suddenly rose sharply, and finally turned into a giant object as big as an attic and smashed towards Lin Mo.
Just like before, before he could reach Lin Mo, he was swallowed by the golden thread, and then the same scene appeared. The golden thread instantly cut the blue brick into countless pieces, and this time it didn't even fall.
Just disappeared.
When Mrs. Long and Master Mojiu saw this, their faces turned pale. Mrs. Long seemed to be unable to accept this fact and shouted in extreme shock, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. That blue gold brick is made of blue gold."
How could the sword shadow be destroyed so easily?"
Master Mojiu didn't have time to appease Mrs. Long, but looked at the inconspicuous mouse and the spirit beast. He saw gray light flowing around the spirit beast, and its belly began to expand continuously. In an instant, it expanded several times, and he saw the spirit beast.
The beast opened its pointed mouth, and a visible sound wave came from the air of the spirit beast.
As soon as he left his mouth, it turned into the buzzing sound of the roaring waves, sweeping towards the golden thread.
Master Mojiu's mind turned very quickly and found that the magic weapon had no effect on the golden thread, so he ordered the invisible things to attack.
It's just that the Great Geng Sword Formation is an existence that once mastered in the Qingyuan Sword Art, it is unrivaled in the human world. Although there is only half a sword formation set up here, a wave of waves cannot destroy its method.
I saw the buzzing sound wave sinking into the golden wire. The golden wire only swayed slightly, and then the golden light exploded into a huge sword light about ten feet long. The sound wave was cut off instantly, and the sound wave disappeared.
All.
The golden giant sword instantly turned into golden threads again, as if it had never recovered, and continued to gather up the two people in the middle.
Master Mojiu's face became even uglier when he saw this, and he became more and more anxious. This sword formation was different from what they had encountered before and what he had read in the classics. It was far beyond their imagination.
Lin Mo had been watching Mrs. Long and the old monk. The two of them broke the spirit treasures in the sword formation one after another. However, apart from being a little ugly, there was no look of panic on their faces, which surprised Lin Mo.
After thinking for a while, the corners of his eyes raised slightly. It seemed that these two people still had spiritual treasures. Then, as Lin Mo thought, he took out several more treasures one after another to try to resist the approach of the golden thread.
Lin Mo shook slightly, and the aura around the humanoid puppet behind him moved, and then disappeared out of thin air.
Just when the golden thread was twenty feet away from Mrs. Long and Master Mojiu, Mrs. Long and the old monk began to explode the ancient treasure they had sacrificed. However, the golden color did not stop for a moment, and nothing could stop its progress.
Mrs. Long saw that the golden thread was getting closer and closer to her, and her expression finally lost its calmness. She turned around and said to Master Mojiu, "This sword formation is too weird. Ordinary treasures can't break it at all. Let's use that thing."
Master Mojiu's face also became a little solemn and he said, "That thing can indeed break the sword formation, but how will we deal with Boy Lin later?" Still a little hesitant.
Mrs. Long's face became more anxious, "Now is not the time to think so much. If we don't use that thing, we will have no choice but to die in this sword formation. If you and I are dead, what's the use of keeping that thing."
"
After hearing this, the old monk no longer hesitated and patted the storage bag on his waist, and then an ancient treasure appeared on his palm.
It turned out to be a fiery red ball the size of a fist, it was bright red, and there seemed to be something inside, but the outside was shrouded in a layer of red mist, so it was hard to see clearly.
The surface of the fiery red ball was covered with gold and silver forbidden talisman seals. Master Mojiu was seen dragging the ball with one hand, with a cautious expression on his face, and a serious look on his face.
At this time, the golden thread was less than ten feet away from the two of them, and Mrs. Long screamed, "Brother Mojiu, do it quickly. If it takes effect too close, you and I will be involved."
Master Mojiu sighed, looked at the fiery red ball in his hand, and raised his hand to pull off the forbidden talisman. He saw silver light flashing around the old monk, and then a figure emerged from the void, moving like a ghost. The old monk
Not found at all.
But Mrs. Long, who was standing opposite the old monk, saw the same thing at a glance. She was shocked and said, "Be careful behind you!" Then she flicked her sleeves and robe, and a stream of yellow light shot out towards the figure in a flash.
Master Mojiu was shocked when he heard Madam Long's reminder. His figure swayed, and he was about to shoot out. The arm holding the ball shrank, and the ball was tightened into his sleeves, but his movements were slow for a moment.
It's a pity that the humanoid puppet has the cultivation level of the late Yuanying. With a movement of his body, one hand directly inserted into the back of Master Mojiu, and the other hand stretched out to the fiery red ball in the sleeve of the old monk, as fast as lightning.
, extremely fast.
Then a muffled groan was heard, and the old monk staggered. The silver palm of the humanoid puppet actually easily separated the body-protecting aura attached to the old monk's body. The moment it touched the man's back, he saw the old monk
The phantom of a strange bird with black feathers actually appeared on his back.
Although the silver hand of the humanoid puppet also separated the phantom of the strange bird, it just hesitated for a moment. It was this hesitation that allowed the old monk to avoid the vital part, and only suffered a gash on his shoulder.
The gash was very long and blood was flowing out. The other palm that was grabbing the ball, when it was about to succeed, actually left the old monk and shot towards Mrs. Long.
With an angry look on her face, Mrs. Long spit out a mouthful of yellow light in front of the humanoid puppet, which actually contained a thin yellow needle.
What Master Mojiu and Mrs. Long didn't expect was that the humanoid puppet did not dodge the yellow needle, and its eyes were filled with purple light. The arm grabbing the ball trembled, and then there was a click.
, the hand actually flew out from the body, and instantly caught up with the ball, scooped it up with his hand, and then circled and shot it back.