typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 87 Shooting

Li Mo originally thought that such a big shot, a person who cultivated the three spiritual realms, with the strength of 130 dragons and horses, not counting combat skills, would be defeated in a difficult struggle. Unexpectedly, it only took a few moments.

, was defeated by that very ordinary mirror.

"Demon Subjugation Realm? A low-grade central level, I really didn't expect that." The leader in black pointed at the ordinary mirror, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Evil heretics dare to rob the Li family's belongings. It depends on whether you have the ability, otherwise you will end up dead." Li Tailiang spoke intermittently. He controlled a central-level low-level, and he and Li Taizhong could only be together.

Can barely deliver a blow.

"Haha, you are just an imitation of that heaven-level artifact. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to talk here. I'm just too careless. If I could borrow the same central-level weapon from Lord Blood Shadow,

, it’s not me who falls to the ground now.”

The remaining blood-sucking horse thieves all put down the delicacies and flesh on their lips, quickly ran in front of the leader in black, surrounded him for protection, and looked at Li Tailiang in fear, losing their arrogance and bloodthirstiness just now.

"Captain, what should we do? Are we going to retreat?" A vampire horse thief from the twelfth realm of monks asked in fear.

"Calm down. We are Lord Blood Shadow's subordinates. We must have Lord Blood Shadow's decision. Why are you panicking over a small matter? Help me up and evacuate first. Go back and invite people from other teams to come. Today's revenge must be avenged."

The leader in black glared at the monk just now and scolded.

"Tell me, who sent you here? You dared to attack our Li family in the Nether Realm? You are so ambitious. What is your intention? What is your intention? Who is the Lord Blood Shadow you are talking about?" Li

Tai Liang spoke righteously, stroking the low-level demon-subduing realm of the central level with his palm.

The leader in black ignored Li Tailiang and was about to flee into the distance with the support of a group of vampire horse thieves.

"Bold, the traitor has killed and injured so many people, and yet he dares to escape." Li Tailiang raised a cold eyebrow and shouted loudly. He looked at Li Taizhong, and the surging vitality surged out and entered the demon-subduing territory.

I saw a faint yellow light appearing in the brass-like Demon Subduing Realm, flickering on the mirror. After three flashes, another piece of yellow light shot out, like a half crescent, sweeping towards the group of people.

Vampire horse thief.

"Ah!" The leader in black couldn't help but tremble, and he was about to speed up and escape.

But as the sound spread, the blood-sucking horse thieves surrounding it screamed, spread their blood bat wings, and quickly flew up, leaving the black-clothed leader there.

"You..." The voice suddenly stopped, and a line of blood appeared at the throat of the leader in black. A fountain of blood spurted out and stopped at all.

Although the leader in black was a bloodsucker, he couldn't stop the blood spurting from his neck. Gradually, his face became as pale as paper, his eyes widened, and the light in his eyes had long dimmed. He lay down in a large pool of blood and died.

The vampire horse thieves gave up on their captain at the last moment to save their own lives. They scattered like frightened birds.

After these blood-sucking horse thieves escaped, Li Tailiang and Li Taizhong also collapsed to the ground helplessly, unable to get up. The demon-subduing realm of the central level had already drained the vitality in their bodies.

Li Mo's heart skipped a beat when he saw the demon-subduing realm at the middle level. Fortunately, he didn't use the Yaizhan sword in his hand rashly, otherwise he would have been sucked into a corpse.

Just as the survivors were cleaning up the place and starting to rescue people, loud cries were heard.

Li Mo looked up and saw Li Ran lying on a corpse crying bitterly.

He walked closer, took a look, and closed his eyes again.

The corpse was Xiao Tao's, and had been dead for a long time. In order to survive, Li Ran did not dare to cry or cry. Now that the vampire horse thief is gone, Li Ran dares to show up and cry.

When Twenty-Three saw Xiao Tao on the ground, she couldn't stop the tears in her eyes. She knelt down next to her and shouted, "Sister Xiao Tao."

When Li Mo saw this scene, his heart was ups and downs, as if there was a big stone pressing on his heart, and he felt very depressed.

"It's all my fault. If my cultivation had been stronger, you wouldn't have suffered this catastrophe. I want to avenge you, I want to avenge you." Li Mo's mind went blank, and he chased the man regardless.

A group of escaped vampire horse thieves.

Even Jun Zizhu, whose face was covered with a veil, failed to stop him and let him run away.

Li Mo stepped on the seven stars, shining with silver light, and chased after him quickly, running for about twenty miles in one breath, but there was still no trace of the group of vampire horse thieves. Just when he was about to return to the next intersection, the thin horse

The pony appeared and kicked its hoof, signaling Li Mo to come up.

Li Mo didn't think too much, and rode on the thin horse. Before he could see the direction, there was a sound of horses, and the thin horse ran along a road at a speed as if it was flying.

After about three miles of journey, he could smell the smell of blood from time to time. Li Mo knew that the group of vampire horse thieves were ahead.

The thin little black horse spread its hooves and galloped away.

After a while, they were able to drive up to the vampire horse thieves who were flying in the sky from time to time. Because these horse thieves were not high in cultivation, even if they had flying combat skills, they could not fly for a long time. From time to time, they would come down and run.

Li Mo, who was riding on the horse, took out the "Wan Jian Shang" that he had taken from the eldest son from his storage bag. It was a dazzling golden bow that shone with golden light and was dazzling.

Li Mo twisted the bow string with his hand and gathered his energy. A pure white long sword gradually took shape and rested on it.

"Whoosh!" The long sword shot out, and there was an explosion in the air, and it went straight to the vampire horse thief at the back.

The vampire horse thief was also a cultivator of the Eighth Path. He sensed when the long sword was coming, jumped out, spread his blood bat wings, and flew into the sky.

Just when he thought he had escaped the blow, he saw his own body, "Eh? What's going on? How can you see your own body?" Before he could figure it out, he had already lost his head.

The death of an eight-path monk further stimulated the group of blood-sucking horse thieves. The remaining eighteen increased their strength to escape, flying up and dodging from time to time.

"Xiao Tao, since you and I have known each other, although I have not been able to help you become rich and prosperous, you are already dead. I must avenge your death for you to comfort your spirit in heaven."

After speaking, he twisted the string with his thumb, and the three long swords condensed into shape, emitted a dazzling light, and shot away.

Three more vampire horse thieves fell to the ground.

This group of vampire horse thieves didn't know what the people behind them were, so they just ran away in a hurry.

Under Li Mo's frequent shooting, only three vampire horse thieves with relatively high cultivation levels were left. These three horse thieves stopped there because there was a cliff three feet wide in front of them. Their energy had been exhausted and they could not use it.

Blood bat wings flew past.

This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next