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Chapter 490 Lin Mo VS Leng Chuluo

Lin Mo and Leng Chuluo looked at each other. The situation changed for a moment, and even the thunder that had been ringing ceased temporarily.

Suddenly a silent thunder streaked across the sky, as if splitting the Thunder Peak in two. Two young men with completely different temperaments stood on one side. At this time, only the slightest sound of wind could be heard between the sky and the earth. Even as a melon-eater,

Huangfu Lingyun and the others in the crowd held their breath and stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Leng Chuluo, who looks better in white than snow, has an aloof yet friendly temperament.

Lin Mo, dressed in black like ink, has a domineering yet dignified aura.

Obviously they are two seemingly completely different people, but they have one thing in common.

It is loneliness, a loneliness that cannot be tolerated in the world, a loneliness that is incomprehensible.

Leng Chuluo flicked his long sleeve, and a gentle force pushed the unconscious Jian Wenqing towards the crowd watching the battle.

Lin Mo seemed to understand something and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

At the same time, two powerful spiritual forces burst out of the body!

These two invisible spirits seemed to have entities at this time, constantly impacting each other!

The originally silent venue was once again filled with tornadoes, and powerful mental power carried the wind and thunder, attacking the opponent mercilessly!

Sizzling, sizzling!

The mental impact of the two people was indistinguishable for a moment. The center of the two mental bombardments was like a chasm cutting off the world. Even the thick dark clouds in the sky were divided into two by this powerful spiritual power!

Yin Bujue, who had already woken up, looked at the scene in front of him and murmured to himself: "The spiritual realm of these two people has far surpassed mine. Their spiritual power is only one step away from condensing into souls."

Jian Wenqing, who had just woken up and was squirting blood while trying to open his eyes wide, said: "No, the mental power of these two people can be condensed into souls long ago. They are restraining and constantly compressing their own mental power."

Seeing Yin Bujue's puzzled look, Jian Wenqing coughed twice and spurted out some blood, so he quickly took out some pills from his arms with trembling hands and drank them.

Peng Enyu on the side explained: "Reshaping the three realms itself is a layer-by-layer transformation of us warriors, especially in the concentration period of the third realm. The power of the soul is very powerful. Our current bodies cannot withstand such power.

The soul, that’s why we have the two realms of sudden body and bone shaping.

Lin Mo and Leng Chuluo's spiritual realms were too strong. In order to avoid the incompatibility between spirit and body caused by condensing into souls, they deliberately suppressed the growth of their spiritual power. However, their mental powers at this moment have also touched the level of concentration.

Bian'er also created such a magnificent scene."

Yin Bujue looked at the black and white scroll that seemed to be divided into two, and nodded thoughtfully. Those present were all disciples of great forces. They had practiced step by step until now, and they had been carefully taught by their elders. Compared with this,

Yin Bujue, this is a wild way, and he is not very clear about some common sense in cultivation.

Lin Mo's eyes were particularly solemn at this time. This was the first time he met a martial artist of the same generation who was similar to his own spiritual realm. What was even stranger was that he sensed a completely different emotion from Leng Chuluo's mental power than his appearance.

And the same is true for Leng Chuluo.

The two of them once again strengthened their mental power, and their mental impact had already affected everyone watching the battle, forcing all the spectators to have no choice but to drag a group of wounded people and retreat again and again.

Hei Yan in Lin Mo's arms had also woken up at this time. He looked at the man in white robes not far away with some curiosity. His little nose subconsciously took a few deep breaths.

His eyes were full of doubts, and then he growled at Lin Mo: "Ho ho ho, ho ho."

After Lin Mo heard what Hei Yan said, he was slightly stunned and said bluntly to Leng Chuluo: "Master Leng, it's hard to tell the difference between you and me in spiritual realm. Even if we continue to attack each other like this, it's just in vain. We are not as good as us."

Try another way."

Leng Chuluo frowned slightly. He knew that what Lin Mo said was true. Moreover, if he continued to channel his mental power, he would inevitably be unable to suppress his spiritual realm. If he condensed into a soul at this time, with his current physical strength, he would be nothing more than

It's suicide.

It's just that he didn't understand what the other method Lin Mo was talking about was. Then he looked at Hei Yan, feeling the constant vibration of the beast control order in his arms, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.

The two of them withdrew their mental power at the same time, and the silence between heaven and earth seemed to have returned to the previous state.

At this moment, a small white snake emerged from the sleeves of Leng Chuluo's wide Taoist robe.

It looks like a snake, but there are many differences. First of all, the snake has a pair of fleshy wings on its body. Secondly, the top of its head is slightly raised, like a pair of small horns. Its whole body is covered with silvery white scales, which adds to the added charm.

Somewhat beautiful.

However, looking at its length, it is only about the same length as Leng Chuluo's arm, which shows that it is also a strange beast in its infancy.

Lin Mo looked curiously at this rare beast that looked like a python and a dragon, and said with some confusion: "Snake? Dragon? It doesn't seem to be the same. A snake? It's a bit similar, but it allows Black Flame to sense the same level of blood.

The strength shows that this beast has an extraordinary origin.”

Leng Chuluo smiled and said: "Its name is Baishuang. I got it by chance. Brother Lin, when I came out of seclusion, I studied your information and already know that yours seems to be Mo Qilin."

The strange beasts are extremely extraordinary, especially the secret technique of killing three tigers and evil spirits. How about we compare the power of these beasts?"

Lin Mo looked at Hei Yan who kept roaring and his eyes were full of fighting desire, and nodded.

Leng Chuluo breathed a long sigh of relief. The mental competition just now brought the completion level of the formation to 55%. Sure enough, the final 45% still belonged to Lin Mo.

At the same time, the two of them were connected to the black flames and white frost in their arms.

A strong wind suddenly rose for no reason, and thousands of thunder and lightning continued to bombard the top of Thunder Peak, but they just managed to avoid Lin Mo and Leng Chuluo.

A huge figure appeared behind Lin Mo. Judging from its external shape, it had a lion's head, antlers, tiger's eyes, an elk's body, dragon scales, and an ox's tail all rolled into one. The tail was hairy like a dragon's tail, with one horn carrying meat.

This phantom gradually solidified, and its kingly aura impressed everyone. At the same time, a strange aura emerged from its red eyes, which represented absolute killing, absolute darkness, and absolute ominousness. Mo Qilin was originally

It is an auspicious animal that is used to attract wealth and blessings, and to protect the house and ward off evil spirits. But the whole body is dyed with ink, which symbolizes force and power.

However, although this phantom looks exactly like Mo Qilin, its temperament is completely opposite. It looks up to the sky and roars. The thunder and lightning that were still very arrogant begin to disperse, leaving only this phantom that is majestic.

Standing up to the sky.

Similarly, a figure also appeared behind Leng Chuluo. Judging from its appearance, it was covered in scales, had beards and horns on its head, had five claws, had two wings on its back, and walked like a snake.

What's more important is that the dragon scales on its body are shining with silver light, its eyes are dark and deep, and there is virtual electricity in the pupils. At the same time, a powerful overlord aura spreads across the four directions. When its shadow gradually solidifies, the spectators are eating melons.

The crowd could clearly see the sharp fangs in its mouth, and the saliva dripping from its mouth was like hot lava, melting the ground into small holes.

The two phantoms looked at each other, and at the same time they let out an earth-shattering roar, the thunder dissipated, and the violent wind stopped!

Everyone only saw these two giant beasts that had transformed into reality, and they pounced on each other fiercely!

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