Accompanied by a wanton laugh, a palm flashing with gray-green light struck angrily!
The Four Styles of Zen Destruction·Ghost Buddha's Chant·Evil Heaven Palm!
The Taoist Immortal's expression was a little ugly. With a flick of the dust in his hand, three thousand red threads were guarded in front of him, and a blood-colored barrier enveloped him. He resisted this sudden palm head-on!
"Hahahaha, it's true, another one!"
I saw a monk wearing a black cassock appearing in front of the Taoist immortal. The monk was lined with blood-red robes, which highlighted his more noble temperament.
However, his head was covered with skeleton relics, and the evil aura emanating from his whole body was even more daunting.
A Buddha and a Buddha standing together are more like a meeting between demons and demons!
Dao Xian frowned slightly. He could feel the strong fighting spirit emerging from Xie Tathagata, but he didn't want to fight. For him, fighting was the most boring thing.
Just when he was about to say something.
Xie Tathagata suddenly emitted black air currents like silk ribbons, floating in the boundless darkness!
This air flow is like a paintbrush, painting this already weird picture into even more desperate and terrifying scenes!
Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be countless black dragons, roaring in unison, chanting scriptures and preaching the Dharma.
Black lotuses surge from the ground, and Buddhist bells shrill and shrill.
The sky is full of black Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and enlightenment...
At the same time, a dark giant Buddha appeared behind Xie Tathagata. In his generous palm, a dark swastika seal began to grow in size, as if it wanted to cover the entire world!
The Four Styles of Zen Destruction·The Extremely Evil Land·The Hand of the Demon!
Dao Xian glared at Lin Mo fiercely, and with a flick of his left hand, he put the stunned Zunhuangtian into his sleeve, and a stream of blood emerged from his body!
The next second, the Taoist Immortal's figure had disappeared. Xie Tathagata was not upset when he saw this palm being thrown away, but instead chased after him with a wild smile.
After Lin Mo watched the two people leaving quietly, his eyes returned to the magic pillar not far away again.
The figure of Quezhou Yifandu appeared next to him soon, and he said with lingering fear:
"Now I understand why you asked Lin Er and I to stay outside.
It’s just because the gap between nine and a half stars and ten stars is really too big.”
Lin Mo shook his head and said:
"They are not complete Ten Stars. They may have the combat power of Ten Stars, but they are still incomplete.
Not only them, but also the ten-star characters I possess are incomplete in themselves."
Quezhou Yifandu frowned and said as if he had some realization: "Do you understand why there are no more Shattering Sky Realm masters in this world?"
Lin Mo didn't speak, just pointed to the sky, and then changed the subject a little stiffly:
"I have to thank them a lot this time. My game was not perfect. The three attempts from the beginning were all wrong. Fortunately, I hit them by mistake, which allowed me to successfully get back to the starting point.
Now that the eight members of Suikong have been replaced, my Demon World team has no regrets."
"They?" Quezhou Yifandu was a little confused about this, because he had seen Lin Mo either paralyzed or paralyzed in the past few days, and it felt like he had done nothing.
"It's Xuan Zhan and Jian Wenqing." Lin Mo said lightly, while a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.
Ming Moxuan was still paralyzed, but unlike Lin Mo, he didn't want to be paralyzed but had to be paralyzed.
After the evil Shura carried him back to his station, he threw him in a hut and seemed to leave him to fend for himself.
Xuan Zhan and Jian Wenqing, on the other hand, were bored and bragging every day until the young evil Shura approached them again without saying a word.
Without waiting for any reaction from the two of them, he took them to a Taoist temple not far from the station, just like carrying a chicken.
This is also the first time that Xuan Zhan and Jian Wenqing see that Taoism exists in the demon world.
However, after seeing clearly the Taoist priest who walked out of the Taoist temple holding a bloodshot whisk in one hand and a white skull in the other, both of them were speechless.
"This is for you."
It was rare for the taciturn young version of Evil Shura to have such a few words pop out of his mouth.
Then the two of them were traded like goods into the hands of the Taoist Immortal. No, they should be called Taoist Demons now.
Dao Mo glanced at the young evil Shura with some surprise, but his movements were not slow. With a flick of the fly whisk, the two of them were tightly bound by the weird blood-colored fly whisk silk.
"What do you want?"
The young evil Shura shook his head and said: "I don't want anything, just stop coveting the blood of my evil clan."
After the Taoist monster laughed a few times, he did not directly answer the young evil Shura's words. He just closed the door of the Taoist temple and brought Xuan Zhan and Jian Wenqing in.
The young version of Evil Shura also seemed to be used to Dao Mo's behavior. After seeing Dao Mo accept the two of them, there was a look of satisfaction in his always cold eyes, and he returned to his station without any hesitation.
But when he left, Xuan Zhan and Jian Wenqing became anxious. They couldn't understand what was going on, although they both recognized the Taoist priest as one of the top ten Taoist immortals on the original Tianban.
But why would a real Taoist immortal play with skulls so frantically?
What's more, after entering the Taoist temple, the two of them smelled the mixed smell of blood. These smells did not come from the blood of a person or a demon.
Recalling the information mentioned in the limited sentences of the young version of Evil Shura, Jian Wenqing and Xuan Zhan realized at the same time that the Taoist demon in front of them might be a madman who was experimenting with blood.
And the two of them seemed to have become living test subjects unknowingly.
After cooperating with the Taoist demon for a day of experiments, the two found that the Taoist demon did not restrict their movements, but they did not dare to run out of the Taoist temple.
So Xuan Zhan consciously began to ask Lin Mo for help, which triggered a series of events that followed.
Just like Lin Mo said, his direction was wrong from the beginning. The so-called projected clones are incomplete, but a certain point of them will be completely amplified.
The Evil Tathagata is obsessed with who he is, and the Corpse Emperor is an instinctive middle child.
The Divine Gu Evil Emperor has not noticed it yet, but there must be something abnormal, even though his main world deity seems to be crazy.
After two moves with Mr. Blood, the Ghost Lord could only eat.
This has led Lin Mo to come to some conclusions, that is, if he wants to attract masters of the Shattering Sky Realm, he can only start from their instincts, obsessions and interests.
To them, the so-called blood disaster may not be as impressive as setting off fireworks.
So Lin Mo asked Xuan Zhan to mention the special hidden dangers of the blood-killing demon body from time to time. Compared with the perfect blood emperor divine body, the flawed and powerful bloodline would attract the interest of the experimental madman Dao Demon.
As a result, in cooperation with Zun Huangtian, he took the initiative to come to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons to die. Lin Mo, who calculated the time, quietly waited for the Tao Demon to take the bait.
At the same time, his appearance also allowed Lin Mo to verify the last conclusion.