The demon cultivator on the opposite side suddenly let out a low and ancient spell.
Immediately after, the cold demonic energy surged several feet, turning into tentacles as black as ink, dancing wildly around the body.
Lin Mo put his hands behind his back without making any movement.
Quietly waiting for the demon cultivator in front of me to perform his secret technique.
Lin Mo was still quite curious about the methods of these demon cultivators.
In an instant, the pupils of the man in black robe turned red, and he let out a beast-like roar. Then as soon as the demonic energy dissipated from his body, the body under the black robe began to swell.
The red eyes were full of madness, and the colliding bodies shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, he became a three-foot-tall dwarf.
He stared at Lin Mo and let out hysterical sneers.
At this time, the aura it exudes has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"interesting!"
Lin Mo chuckled lightly and opened his mouth.
A series of green bamboo bee cloud swords flew out from the mouth.
It cut through the air and arrived in front of the man in black robes in an instant.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The man in black robe waved his sleeves, and then let out a whimper.
The black wind howled, and a huge ghostly face appeared in front of the black-robed man.
The turquoise seventy-two-mouth green bamboo bee cloud sword pierced the air.
It hit the ghost face hard.
Wisps of golden evil-dispelling divine thunder are wrapped around the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.
The power of golden thunder is extremely turbulent.
That gloomy ghost face couldn't resist at all.
In an instant, it shattered into pieces and turned into wisps of pitch-black Yin Qi, which dissipated and filled the air.
It's as if it never appeared.
"How could this happen?"
Looking at the scene in front of him, the face of the man in black robe suddenly changed. He obviously did not expect that Lin Mo would have such a weird thunderous method.
Even his own magical skills were in vain.
"Hey!"
At this moment, the man in black robe showed a series of strange smiles, and then slapped his right hand directly on the chest.
There was a loud "bang" sound.
His whole body exploded inexplicably, and every inch of his body turned into blood foam, splattering in all directions.
The blood and minced flesh were all stuck to the opposite wall, with no intention of falling off. Moreover, under his gaze, the flesh and blood began to squirm strangely on the wall.
Seeing this, Lin Mo suddenly realized.
This demonic cultivator seemed to be here for a competition, but in fact, he just wanted to trap the top ten Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators in Tiannan to death within the formation barrier.
Several "puff" sounds were heard, and the flesh and blood suddenly turned into blood mist, which spread along the wall.
Its speed is so fast that in the blink of an eye, most of the white mask will turn into blood red, and a nauseating smell of blood will be released, which is extremely pungent.
Looking at the light mask in front of him, Lin Mo raised his right hand.
Wisps of golden evil-proof thunder surged out of his hand.
Like a golden dragon, it struck hard on it.
"Boom!"
Along with the roaring sounds, the shield wall flickered and the entire light shield trembled slightly.
Mu Peiling, whose eyes were narrowed below, exclaimed: "No, Senior Lin is trapped!"
Looking at Lin Mo inside the wall, Mu Pei was running around anxiously, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Lin Mo glanced at Mu Peiling outside the blood-colored wall and said calmly: "Don't worry!"
This blood-colored wall may be a big trouble for ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul monks.
But for Lin Mo, breaking it was just a piece of cake.
At the same time, the scene of the demonic cultivator self-destructing and turning the mask into blood was staged in ten places at the same time.
The ten Nascent Soul monks who participated in the gambling battle were all trapped in the mutated light barrier without warning.
The ten alchemy monks who were supervising the operation of the magic circle naturally knew that the situation was not good. While they were wary of the magicians on the opposite side, they hurriedly made secrets to stop the magic circle.
But to their surprise, when they saw the light shield turning into blood red, these magicians said nothing and immediately turned around and left the magic circle, flying directly back to the main formation.
Looking at this scene in front of them, the monks didn't know why.
The strange change in this mask must be caused by the magicians.
Seeing this scene, Master Zhiyang and others were naturally shocked. Seeing that the ten monks were unable to stop the magic circle, they could no longer keep their composure.
It turned into three dazzling rainbows and flew towards them.
"Go down! You can't handle this place."
As soon as he flew over the magic circle, Master Zhiyang glanced at the mutated light shield and said with a gloomy face.
The monk below was greatly relieved when he heard this and hurriedly flew back to the formation.
At the same time, Master Mulan camp.
"Sect Master Fang! It really worked. I hope the Blood Barrier is as powerful as Guizong said, and can trap ten Nascent Soul cultivators in the barrier for half a day."
The skinny old man turned back and smiled at the man in black robe:
"Once Tiannan loses these ten people, his strength will naturally be greatly reduced."
"Don't worry, this blood mask is one of the six secret arts of our sect. This time, ten blood corpses that have been kept in captivity for hundreds of years were sacrificed. After so much effort, my sect leader is naturally confident."
The man in black robe glanced at the old man and said with a sneer: "It's the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul that wants to break this barrier. It doesn't take a lot of mana and it takes half a moment."
As if to verify what the man in black robe said.
The Master Zhiyang in mid-air turned into a red light and suspended over a blood shield.
With a strong stroke, a dazzling sword energy easily cut through the blood shield.
The blood mask roared, trembled slightly, and then returned to its original state.
Looking at this scene in front of him, Master Zhiyang's eyes were gloomy, and the people behind him
When Master Zhiyang saw this, his expression turned gloomy.
When the other Wei Wuya and Hehuan Laomo saw this scene, they had no intention of taking action again.
This made the three of them look at each other and smile bitterly.
I originally thought that the opponent would use a powerful killing move during the gambling fight.
But I didn't expect that the other party had the intention to temporarily trap ten people from the beginning.
This caught the three old monsters off guard and made some miscalculations.
The preparations made in advance will most likely lose their effectiveness.
Although the army of monks behind saw the strange scene of the gambling fight, under the guidance of the senior monks, they did not panic.
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"As long as we prolong the time, they will still have a chance to come out to help!"
Master Zhiyang thought for a moment, looked at the Hehuan Old Demon and Wei Wuya aside, and said: "However, we have more high-level monks than the Mulan people. Even if there are ten less people, we will not be at a disadvantage."
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Hehuan Laomo and Wei Wuya looked at each other and could hear the comforting words of Master Zhiyang.
But now that the matter has come to this, there is no other choice.
"Well, we don't need to direct the following battle. We just need to try to hold off Master Mulan as much as possible!"
After a fierce light flashed on the face of the old devil Hehuan, he looked gloomily at Master Mulan in the distance.
It was obvious that he suffered a loss in the gambling battle and planned to vent his anger on these late Nascent Soul Master Mulan.
Then the old devil of Hehuan turned into a black and red phantom, appeared in the air, and shouted angrily towards the army of magicians on the opposite side:
"I've heard for a long time that Master Mulan has unfathomable spiritual skills that reach the heavens. Yi and the other three would like to learn from it. I wonder if there are some masters who would be willing to come out and have a battle."
The old demon of Hehuan shouted loudly, obviously using some secret technique, and it was like a thunderbolt from the blue, causing the sky and the ground for several miles around to buzz.
The sounds of curses in both camps were temporarily suppressed.
Even some of the sorcerers who ascended into the air were not at the stage of forming elixirs, and their bodies swayed a few times and almost fell down.
The skinny old priest frowned, but then said calmly:
"Sooner or later we will have a battle with the three great monks from Tiannan. This will require trouble for Sect Leader Fang."
"Zhu Mou has long heard that the sect master's Tiansha True Demonic Skill has been cultivated to a great level. He can already use the power of Tiansha True Demon. It is easy to deal with one person."
Listening to the words of the skinny old man, the man in black robe said coldly: "Since we have made an agreement with you, my sect leader will naturally take action!"
After saying this, the three people turned into streams of light and flew into the sky.
Seeing this, the three people on the opposite side, Master Zhiyang, turned into frightening rainbows and fled high into the sky.
The six people disappeared into the clouds and mist in the blink of an eye and disappeared.
But not long after, the sky nearby began to change color. Sometimes it was fiery red, and sometimes it was black. Then there were loud crackling sounds like thunder, and from time to time there were dazzling silver rainbows and colorful clouds flashing past.
And at the same time.
Lin Mo, who was inside the blood-colored shielding array, raised his head and looked into the void.
"This gambling battle is really easy!"
Lin Mo glanced at the blood-colored wall cover in front of him, touched his chin, and muttered: "It's better to wait until the holy bird is summoned before going out!"
Lin Mo, who was familiar with the plot, knew it.
In this battle, the Mulan people summoned holy birds that could compete with the late Nascent Soul, but they also had some means of becoming gods.
This is the Mulan people's trump card.
"If I can capture it, let my three-legged black chicken devour it!"
"It will definitely greatly improve the strength of the three-legged black chicken!"
Thinking of this, Lin Mo was not in a hurry and quietly watched the fierce battle between the two parties.
At this time, a woman named Le, surrounded by a group of magicians, came to the top of a mountain peak.
If Lin Mo saw this girl, he would naturally recognize that she looks exactly like Master Le.
Like siblings from the same mother.
The woman surnamed Le sacrificed the ancient lamp into the air, opened her apricot mouth slightly, and a wisp of white baby fire spurted out from her mouth, lighting the ancient lamp.
The woman made a lotus-shaped hand with her hands, and slowly uttered a low and obscure spell. A white lotus bloomed under her body, like a fairy in the sky, dancing above it.
The sound of the curse was filled with an indescribable wild atmosphere, and the copper lamp suddenly trembled, phantoms appeared one after another, and nine identical ancient lamps flashed out.
After circling for a while, they formed a Z-shaped formation and slowly rotated in the air.
The woman surnamed Le flicked her jade fingers, and nine magic spells of different colors shot onto the ancient lamp. The green light burst out, and nine lamp flames flew out from the lamp at the same time. They condensed together at the center of the word "Pin" and turned into
A ball of blue flame the size of a head.
With a "pop" sound, the woman sprayed a mouthful of blood on the green flames, and the flames suddenly increased by several feet, making it dazzling and dazzling.
After a moment, there was a clear cry, and a bluebird about a foot large emerged from the firelight.
This bird has green feathers, a light body, and a pair of fiery red eyes, as clear as rubies.
It turned out to be a gorgeous cyan peacock.
It looked around arrogantly and saw the woman surnamed Le below. It tilted its neck slightly and spoke some wild language from ancient times.
The woman surnamed Le bowed respectfully to the bird three times. The same words came from Tan's mouth, and they started talking,
The woman surnamed Le suddenly stopped speaking the ancient words, and then turned over her beautiful hands.
There is an unknown pink bead in the hand, with a fragrant aroma, but I don’t know what it is.
When the green peacock saw the ball, he showed a happy expression.
I saw its beak opened, a piece of green cloud spurted out from the mouth, and the ball was sucked directly into the mouth.
With a sound of "Zila", a halo of light appeared on the blue bird's body.
Then green flames burst out from his body and turned into a huge firebird.
After a shrill cry, the bird spread its wings and soared into the sky.
The fire spirit energy within several miles around suddenly became unstable, and all the magicians and monks with fire spirit roots had the most sensitive senses.
He even noticed that the power of his spells had suddenly weakened a lot, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
If you feel it carefully, you can find that the surrounding fire spiritual power is like a sea of ten thousand flows, constantly pouring into the blue bird's body.
In an instant.
The bird's body suddenly swelled, and the green flames on its body became more and more dazzling.
All the magicians and monks within a few miles around could not help but tremble.
They all looked at the blue firebird with surprise on their faces, because the surrounding temperature was really too high.
Even with the protection of various magical instruments, it is still as if it is placed in a furnace, extremely hot.
Compared to the panic of the monks, the mages were shocked when they saw the peacock in the blue flames.
His face showed joy.
"It's the holy bird! Master Le summoned the holy bird and it came out."
"This battle must be won!!"
Some magicians shouted loudly, and then launched frantic attacks on their opponents, appearing extremely excited.
Lin Mo, who was inside the wall cover, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the blue peacock in the air, with a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.
"Finally showed up!"
"Waiting for me for a long time!"
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Having said this, Lin Mo waved his sleeves, and the faint blue dry blue sword flames appeared in his hands.
The dry blue sword flame condensed and took shape, turning into an ice sword as long as one person.
He looked coldly at the blood-colored wall in front of him and waved out with all his strength.
The full-strength attack of the monk in the middle stage of the Eightfold Nascent Soul completely erupted on the wall at this moment.
At the same time, the golden evil-warming divine thunder entwined on the dry blue sword flame.
The dry blue sword flame and the evil-dispelling divine thunder are two powerful forces.
It completely impacted the bloody wall.
"Boom!"
The two forces surged incomparably, shattering the blood-colored wall covering in the blink of an eye.
A gap the size of a person had already appeared in front of Lin Mo.
Looking at the gap, Lin Mo's eyes flashed with joy.
His figure flickered, turning into a blue shadow and escaping out of the gap.
"No, someone escaped from the blood mask!"
"How is it possible? The Master said that even he would not break the blood mask so quickly!"
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Lin Mo's sudden appearance really surprised the magicians.
In contrast, the monk camp looked happy.
Mu Peiling's eyes were full of glow, and she stared closely at Lin Mo's back in the distance, feeling very nervous inside.