Fortunately, Qin Mo slipped quickly.

When he ran, he put many acceleration talismans on himself, and various body techniques, all of which were blessed on him, leaving the island almost at the speed of light... If he really stayed for dinner or something.

Maybe Qin Mo's life was gone before he could save the world.

I don’t know what happened to Grandma Luo now, but she suddenly fell in love with cooking.

Frog, turtle, carrot soup... Qin Mo's lifelong nightmare.

After leaving the island, Qin Mo felt relieved. After looking at the back, Grandma Luo did not catch up, he breathed a little.

At this time, I calmed down my emotions and spirits.

Focus all your attention.

The Mirror Locking Magic · Shang, in his mind, always had a position to guide him, but Qin Mo ignored the guidance he had not prepared before.

Now, the Great Xia Sword is still not so skillful when used, but it should be enough to deal with some changes.

"The technique of Locking Soul Control, open!"

Qin Mo's mind swayed, blocking his thoughts and the outside world.

This was what Grandpa Long taught him before leaving for the past few months he had been in Ruiyan City, and he can now master it skillfully.

certainly.

He is still far behind the giant monsters such as Grandpa Long and Long Liang.

They can form an ideological blockade in a field, and Qin Mo can only survive alone at most, and it is not stable.

He took a few deep breaths and removed all his distracting thoughts. The vague guidance in his mind gradually became clear and clear as Qin Mo focused his attention.

“In the southwest.”

When Qin Mo found the approximate direction, he immediately moved forward quickly.

His shocking figure swept through a long horizontal line on the sea, as if a group of seagulls flew past the reflection left behind.

The next action... is like walking on thin ice! Qin Mo only has one chance. If he fails, it means that all his previous efforts will turn into bubbles.

He did not dare to slack off at all and focused all his attention on this matter. He was on camera. No, it should be said that the fate of the two mirrors depends on him. At this moment, he was carrying the two worlds and moving forward.

The flight lasted almost two days and two nights.

It was not until almost all the spiritual energy in his body was consumed that Qin Mo then landed on the ground to rest.

And where he is now located, it is on the edge of South Africa.

This place is desolate, with flying sand and stones. From time to time, lizards emerge from the sand. The vast starlight also shines the violent sand and dust here into a dark color.

night.

Qin Mo raised the fire and sat alone in this vast desert.

The extremely strong sense of loneliness seemed to have devoured his whole body. He grabbed a few lizards, burned them on the flames, and ate a few bites casually.

Since eating that frog, Grandma Luo has changed Qin Mo's picky food problem.

Even when eating lizards, it was much better than the frog. After Qin Mo took a few bites, he sat down cross-legged and began to absorb spiritual energy.

Nowadays, there is a magnificent spiritual energy floating above the sky of the earth.

The oxygen is getting thinner and thinner, and the era of spiritual energy recovery will soon pass... When the real spiritual energy era comes, the oxygen on the earth will disappear. By then, ordinary humans will begin to die one by one.

Of course.

All this is not important to Long Yuan.

He was waiting for the Age of Spiritual Aura to fully arrive and the moment he killed the Jingtian Dao.

This time will come soon.

After about half an hour, Qin Mo's spiritual energy was replenished.

You should know that in the last era, when Qin Mo spent all his spiritual energy, it took him almost ten days and half a month to recover his spiritual energy, but now it only takes half an hour.

What's more, he is now at the level of a fake immortal, and he is even more incomparable to it at the time.

The subconscious in my mind became more and more emotional.

There was a wave of call, and the emotions seemed to be twitching in his ears.

Qin Mo knew that he was getting closer and closer to the Mirror Locking Magic, as close as if he was within reach.

He dared not rest too much.

After extinguishing the fire with sand, he continued to go on the road, stepping on the sand, making a rhythmic sound.

He is like an ascetic.

It seems that he is the only one in the whole world.

He integrated into this world, not knowing whether it was the world that swallowed him or whether he mastered it... He had learned geography about the African territory before. Under Grandpa Cang's teachings, he knew the length or width of the desert even in this vast desert.

He must have walked out! He thought to himself.

But he is still in this desert... It seems like an endless road. According to the geographical knowledge Qin Mo had learned, he should have walked out of South Africa and reached the seas on the edge of South Africa, but now he is still on this road, and it seems that he can't finish it.

He could feel that he was repeating the previous path.

It was like nature used extremely technological methods to copy and paste this desert, copy and paste... and then sorted it at Qin Mo's feet in order.

His consciousness was a little confused.

I don’t know if it’s because of the dust or the journey these days, I’m too tired.

He gradually felt something strange around him floating, and it was ghosts of ghosts after ghosts, including his father, Qin Ming, ghosts who hate ugly, and strangers who had been passing by in the vast crowd... Qin Mo shook his head.

He wanted to say hello to his father, but he couldn't raise his hands and could not open his mouth.

His mouth was as uncomfortable as eating Grandma Luo’s frog. He wanted to vomit but couldn’t vomit, but he couldn’t swallow the things stuck in his throat.

Qin Mo was very scared... Could it be that Grandma Luo's poisonous frog had attacked?

Let yourself have such hallucinations.

There are more and more ghosts in the vast sea of ​​people. They are walking side by side, in groups, and they are unable to count their numbers at all. And they... they are walking with them! Qin Zifang!! Qin Mo saw his disciples he dreamed of innumerable nights.

His whole body was covered in blood, his body was deformed, and his whole body remained in his extremely twisted appearance when he died. However, he was walking with Qin Mo with such a terrifying body.

Qin Mo spoke, wanting to apologize to his apprentice.

He waited for such an opportunity for a long time, but the 'frog' seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Suddenly! Qin Mo realized it.

In this vast crowd of ghosts, I am not the so-called backbone, but just the inconspicuous one among their hundreds of millions of teams.
Chapter completed!