Mo Xin widened her eyes and confirmed again and again.
The thirteen drops of spiritual blood on my wrist are indeed gone!
There is no doubt that it was stolen by Lin Yang.
"My fallen spirit blood! My fallen spirit blood? Why? Why did my fallen spirit blood go to you?" Mo panicked, his whole body trembled, and his lips trembled as he shouted one after another.
Everyone was also stunned, looking at Lin Yang's wrist with dumbfounded eyes.
When was the fallen spirit blood stolen?
And why didn't Mo Xin feel anything when it was stolen? There wasn't even a decrease in power?
Is this simply unaware?
Magic is nothing like this!
Mo Xin stared at her wrist closely, wondering if she had seen it wrong.
Suddenly, she seemed to see something, her pupils swelled, and her eyes quickly moved to the back of her hands.
But he saw a silver needle that was several times thinner than a hair stuck on the back of his hand.
This silver needle is extremely soft and is mostly immersed in the back of your hand. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice its existence at all. It is just like human hair.
"When... did you give me the acupuncture?" Mo Xin's expression changed with horror.
"While you were giving me the injection..." Lin Yang said hoarsely.
Mo Xin trembled, and suddenly understood everything, her face turned extremely pale.
"When I stabbed your heart with a rib needle, you grabbed the back of my hand. Could it be that... you secretly gave me a poisonous needle at that time and stole my fallen spirit blood?"
"Otherwise, do you think your rib needle can pierce me so easily? If I don't get close to you, how would I have the chance to do it?" Lin Yang said calmly.
Mo backed away in shock, in disbelief.
The five elders here, Palace Master Wen, Zheng Tongyuan and others are even more numb!
All this love is Lin Yang’s plan!
Deliberately hit the needle! Find another opportunity to steal Mo Xin’s thirteen drops of spiritual blood!
Because of the silver needle, the increase given to Mo Xin by thirteen drops of spiritual blood was locked, so Mo Xin was unable to react immediately!
Moreover... Lin Yang's familiarity with Luo Ling Xue far surpassed Mo Xin's.
It turns out that Lin Yang was targeting Mo Xin’s spirit blood from the very beginning!
It's just that he didn't act as impatient as Mo Xin.
"Okay! Okay! Boy, that's great! I didn't expect that I, Mo Xin, would be put on the same page! That's great! But don't think that you can be invincible by stealing my spirit blood! This is the Palace of Eternal Life,
I have tens of thousands of people in the Heavenly Palace! Even if you have thirty-three drops of spiritual blood, you will never get out! You will die!" Mo Xin shouted and rushed towards Lin Yang to kill him.
She was already enraged, and now she was firing on all cylinders, attacking with an unyielding aura.
Qianye's pressure increased sharply and he bravely pushed forward.
However, Lin Yang was one step ahead of him, his body was like lightning, moving through the void, and punched Mo Xin.
Boom!
The two collided in mid-air.
After the collision, a violent force was released in all directions.
Then he saw Mo Xin's body flying out of the air.
She tried her best to stabilize her body, adjust her posture and land on the ground, but after landing, her feet could not stand at all, and she retreated wildly. Fortunately, two disciples supported her, and she almost fell down, and she was so embarrassed.
"ah?"
The world was shocked.
Before he could exclaim, Mo Xin suddenly opened his mouth again, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow' sound.
"What?"
Everyone was stunned.
Mo Xin... was actually injured?
Injured by a punch from this masked man?
Impossible?
Everyone in the Eternal Heaven Palace had their heads blank, and they were all dumbfounded...
"Mo Xin, I think you have no idea what thirty-three drops of spiritual blood means! At this level, do you think the number of people can really determine the outcome of the battle?"
Lin Yang said hoarsely, and suddenly his pupils showed a terrifying and fierce light, and he rushed out to kill Mo Xin.
"ah!!"
Mo Xin screamed and immediately pulled out the silver needle and stabbed it on his body to increase his strength to resist Lin Yang!
But Lin Yang's momentum at this moment was too terrifying!
The power of the thirty-three drops of spiritual blood is fully activated. It descends like a god, shocking the world, and is unparalleled in the world!
"Protect the Palace Master!"
"Stop that thief! Stop him at all costs!"
The people from Tiangong roared and surrounded Mo Xin in panic.
The two elders stood in front of Mo Xin with ferocious faces, intending to stop Lin Yang with their lives.
As for the five elders, how could Zheng Tongyuan and others dare to step forward?
Asking them to fight against the terrifying existence of thirty-three drops of spiritual blood? Doesn’t that mean they are being asked to die?
Lin Yang frowned, glanced at the two elders, and directly raised his hand to wave the needle.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh….
A large number of silver needles flew towards him.
The two elders did not dodge or dodge, but also used silver needles to resist.
But Lin Yang's needles were wrapped in the purest energy, and after flying over, they broke the two long needles.
The two elders were not discouraged and rushed towards Lin Yang with a low roar.
Lin Yang raised his hand and punched the second elder in the chest, knocking him away.
Poof!
The two men vomited blood and fell heavily to the ground. Just as they were about to get up, another silver needle flew out and stabbed the acupuncture point on his chest accurately.
In an instant, the two elders felt their spines numb, and they lay paralyzed on the ground unable to get up.
The two elders were startled. He glanced at the needle on his chest, and then looked at the figure who rushed into the Tiangong disciples and slaughtered them. At this moment, he was finally sure.
