With the bronze sword in hand, Mo Ximen moved forward, and his aura instantly increased. He slashed at the old man with his sword. No sword energy flew out, but there were waves of swords, which instantly enveloped the old man in a radius of tens of meters.
Inside.
The terrifying sword wave was powerful, and the old man flew back quickly, but he still could not avoid the disaster. His lower body was shattered into blood mist by the sword wave.
"What!" The old man looked surprised. He didn't expect this bronze sword to be so powerful.
At the same time, the changes here have been observed by Mo Lin, True Dragon San and the middle-aged man holding the Wentian War Spear. Seeing an ancient divine blade with a complete sword appearing, the middle-aged man couldn't help but change his expression. And this
In a blink of an eye, Mo Mei was already in front of her.
"puff!"[
Before the old man had time to reorganize his body, the terrifying sword wave came again, and one of the old man's arms was unfortunately shattered.
"Hahaha! You old man is used to being domineering, aren't you? Today, my young master will teach you a lesson!" Moximen laughed and rushed towards the old man.
The old man was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. Being scolded by a junior like this, his face naturally had nothing to do with it. But now was not the time to consider the issue of face. The sword wave swept over again. The old man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and on his chest,
A little blue light and a little rainbow light lit up, and a red and blue sword appeared on the old man's body.
This is an armor of ice and fire. Originally, ice and fire were incompatible, but after tempering this armor, ice and fire were actually compatible, and its defensive power was astonishing.
The cultivators in the Prehistoric Immortal Realm are different from those in Kyushu. They will not be limited to spiritual root attributes to practice spells. After converting the true essence into spiritual power, ordinary cultivators will be completely reborn and will no longer be affected by the spiritual root attributes.
Suppress and be unable to practice other magical powers and spells.
"Ding dong!"
A string of sparks flew up, and the sword wave hit the old man's body, but it did not destroy the armor on his body.
"This bastard's shell is quite powerful." Moximen grinned and swung his bronze sword again, sweeping out a wave of sword and knocking the old man away.
Although the water and fire armor on his body offset most of the sword waves, the old man was still injured and spurted out more than a dozen large mouthfuls of blood, as if he was free of charge.
On the other side, Zhenlong Sanren also quickly eliminated the enemy. She stood side by side with Mo Lin, looked towards Zhuge Buliang, pinched her slender fingers, and said with a smile: "The time is just right."
"Did you, Immortal Huanglong, figure out that there will be noble people to help you today?" Mo Lin turned around and asked.
True Dragon Sanren said: "Just a little bit, but I didn't expect that the noble person was him."
The middle-aged man saw that he was besieged by two powerful enemies. On the other side, Mexico City also obtained a complete ancient divine blade, and its power was beyond his imagination. He saw that the old man was gradually losing to him. Within ten swords, the old man’s
The armor of water and fire will be shattered.
"bite!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man took out a silver-white bead, pinched it in his palm, and then pointed it at Mo Lin and Zhenlong Sanren.
"No! Retreat!" Mo Lin shouted, and he and the True Dragon Sanren quickly retreated.
The silver-white beads exploded quickly, and in an instant, within a radius of dozens of miles, silver-white lightning suddenly appeared, and the entire area was shrouded in terrifying lightning. The surrounding mountains, rivers and ancient forests were instantly turned into a barren land.
"Headmaster, you" the old man's expression changed drastically.
"I want to die together, but I haven't had enough fun yet." Mo Ximen sneered and grabbed the old man. The big gourd under his feet turned into a ray of light and shadow, and instantly appeared next to Zhuge Buliang and Tian Yu, and pulled the two of them together.
Gourd, quickly retreat.[
The silver light dissipated, and the entire mountains and rivers were in a mess. The original deep mountains and ancient forests turned into a desert, which showed the huge power of the silver thunder light.
"Gone?" True Dragon Sanren said with a solemn expression.
"She must have escaped! Humph, I got an advantage today. From now on, I, the Book Sword House, and the Dragon and Tiger Hall are at odds with each other!" Mo Lin's thick eyebrows stood up as he spoke word by word.
Moximen flew back on the big gourd, which carried Zhuge Buliang, Tian Yu, and the half-dead old man.
"Dad, has it been resolved?" Mexico asked hurriedly.
"He ran away." Mo Lin said.
"Run away? What a pity. It doesn't matter. After a while, I will take Mo Mei and this bronze sword to Longhu Mountain, and use the two swords to kill the old immortal!" Mo Ximen said with confidence.
"Mo Mei and the bronze sword are given to you. Do you want me to give you my position as the master of the Book Sword Studio as a father?" Mo Lin said with an unkind expression.
"Uh" Moximen hesitated for a while and said with a wry smile: "How can that be possible? Dad, you should be strong as long as possible. Let's talk about it in two years."
"Unfilial son!" Mo Lin raised his hand and was about to hit him, but in the end he gave up. He had no way to deal with his son, and it was not easy for Mo Lin to get angry in front of outsiders.
Zhuge Buliang secretly laughed when he heard this. You must know that at Mo Lin's level, living for thousands of years is not a problem, and the "two years" mentioned in Mo Xi's door is naturally intriguing. Zhuge Buliang secretly thought, this
Mo Ximen is really not a trouble-free boss. How can he catch anyone and try to exploit him, even his own father?
"Two seniors." Zhuge Buliang bowed his hands and saluted.
True Dragon Sanren nodded: "Well, it seems that you have a lot of good fortune. Even if you missed the opportunity to ascend to immortality, you still came to this world. However, all causes and effects are free, and the way of heaven is cyclical. Everything is destined."
Zhuge Buliang was scratched by Zhenlong Sanren's unfathomable words. Although he didn't understand, he could only smile and nod.
At this time, Mo Lin had already taken the bronze sword, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and then looked at Zhuge Buliang: "My little friend, thank you for saving this unfilial son just now, but I still have to
Ask where the hilt of this broken sword was found."
"I saw it when I was picking up garbage." Zhuge Buliang said.
Messimen curled his lips at the side: "Do you think I believe it?"
"I really picked it up." Zhuge Buliang looked guilty.
Mexico kicked the old man who was lying softly on the gourd. At this moment, the old man was already disheartened. The headmaster abandoned him and he was trapped by so many masters. It was harder for an eunuch to escape than to masturbate.
.
"What should I do with this old thing?" Mexico looked at his father.
Mo Lin snorted coldly, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, but turned to look at Zhuge Buliang, scanned Zhuge Buliang for a moment, and said: "My little friend's cultivation level should only be in the realm of concentration and transformation, right?"
"Yes." Zhuge Bu nodded.[
"I, Shujianzhai, always repay favors and complain. Since you have helped us, little friend, I will give you a magical power." Mo Lin said.
After Zhuge Buliang heard this, he felt happy immediately, and without any pretense, he hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Senior, please be kind to me."
"It's not a favor, it's just a reward." Mo Lin's serious expression showed a hint of smile, and then he said cautiously: "But you must remember that this magical power is a forbidden knowledge of my Sword School, although it can help you quickly
It can improve your state, but you can only use it ten times. After ten times, if you use it again, your body will not be able to bear it and you will explode and die."
Hearing this, Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but shudder. But Mo Ximen's expression changed: "Dad, do you want to pass on that kind of skill to him?"
Mo Lin did not speak, but pointed a finger at the center of Zhuge Buliang's eyebrows, and a ray of ink light penetrated into his mind. Suddenly, a strange message appeared in Zhuge Buliang's consciousness.
"Swallow the soul and seize the soul!" Zhuge Buliang murmured in confusion.
Mo Ximen said solemnly: "This kind of magical power can devour the enemy's cultivation to enhance your own strength. At the same time, you can also extract the enemy's soul to improve your own spiritual cultivation. But it is not that you devour others.
You can get all of his cultivation level, and you can only get three-tenths of the other person's. The higher the cultivation level of the person being swallowed, the more benefits you will get. The people in my Shujian Studio who have always practiced this kind of magical power,
In order to seek higher benefits, they forcibly leapfrog the level to challenge the strong, but all that awaits them is destruction. Therefore, the most important thing in cultivating this magical power is to maintain a normal mind and not to act too hastily."
Zhuge Buliang's heart skipped a beat, this was a magical power that defied heaven, but it was a pity that he only had ten chances. If he could devour it a limited number of times, he would be able to use it.
But at this time, Mo Ximen changed the topic and said: "However, there is still a certain risk. When you devour others, you will be counterattacked by the other party's spiritual consciousness. You may lose all your previous efforts, or even explode directly and die."
Therefore, before devouring the opponent, we must first weaken the opponent’s spirit.”
"Yes, I will remember it." Zhuge Bu nodded.
"There is a good opportunity now, let this person practice your skills for you." Mo Lin pointed to the old man beside him and said: "His cultivation level must at least be at the peak of Daoyun Peeping Sky, which is almost half a foot.
He has entered the realm of Dharma and Taixu. I have weakened his soul to the lowest level and you are here to devour it."
When the old man heard this, his face turned pale with fright, and his whole body began to twitch violently.
Zhuge Buliang nodded, sat cross-legged in the void, and silently read the "Swallowing Souls and Seizing Souls" formula in his mind. A few hours later, Zhuge Buliang woke up, his eyes shining brightly. This magical power is not complicated at all.
It's not easy to say that it's simple. In addition, Mo Lin has already instilled all the techniques and experiences in cultivating this magical power into him, so Zhuge Buliang mastered it easily.
"His soul has been weakened, you give it a try." Mo Lin said.
Zhuge Buliang looked at the old man and smiled coldly. Suddenly, two rays of light burst out from his eyes and pierced directly into the middle of the old man's eyebrows. Then he took a big breath and sprayed out a stream of light from his mouth, which rolled up the old man.
"ah!"
The old man screamed, and radiance of spiritual power spurted out from his seven orifices. At the same time, he felt his spiritual power passing quickly, rushing towards the other person's mouth. These were his original spiritual powers, which directly affected his cultivation.
The old man was so disheartened that he gave up struggling and allowed his original spiritual power to fly towards the opponent.
Gradually, the old man's skin quickly shriveled up, lost his vitality, his orifices bleed, and the breath of life in his eyes gradually disappeared. The magical power of swallowing souls and souls can not only swallow up the cultivation level, but also extract the soul.
"Plop!" The shriveled corpse fell to the ground, and the old man had completely lost his life.
ps: There is only one chapter today, don’t wait for the second update.