There is more than one flying bird, circling and flying, chirping and flapping its wings, and the sound is so great that there are thirty-three counts!

A single bird can hit a monk, and if several pounce on it, the monk will be injured or killed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Some people stare at it, some people regress because of it, and some people ...... It is therefore firm.

I firmly believe that there must be a magic weapon born here!

"'Hundred Birds Return to the Forest Map', Lin Mo Daoyou, you have drawn this picture, and you still say that there are no treasures here?"

"This is extremely true! Lin Mo Daoyou, although your hundred birds are not as many as a hundred birds, but there are thirty-three of them, and the spirit ink consumed must also be worth more than a dozen spirit stones. ”

Lin Mo smiled softly and said, "In order to have a Dharma protector below, in order to be proper, what's so strange about spending more than a dozen spirit stones? Or is it ...... Do you think your friend's life is not as precious as the spirit stone?"

For people who are dedicated to themselves, it is really inferior, and for people who have love and righteousness, not to mention the spirit stone, it is the supreme treasure divine skill, the immortal picture divine pill, and the safety of friends.

Unfortunately, most of the monks present were casual cultivators who did not know each other, and even if they did, they were only able to travel together after coming here because of the danger.

Therefore, there are few people who believe Lin Mo's words.

Moreover, according to common sense, to attract the movement of heaven and earth aura within a range of two miles, it is not to mention the breakthrough and ascension of monks in the late stage of qi refining, and the upper limit of the realm allowed by the ancient city here is only five layers of qi refining. héiyaпgě

"One is impossible, the other is not credible, and you still say that there is no treasure here? Hmph! Are we really stupid?"

The man spoke up but stepped back, he wasn't trying to escape, he was casting a spell that was going to distance him a little.

Pinch, push, snowflakes.

It was a snowflake made of spells, flying to form the shape of a palm, and slapped at Lin Mo with one palm.

The shot was missed, and two birds flew up, twisting and flying, crushing their palms.

successfully blocked the next attack, but Lin Mo's face was ugly, because someone took the lead in attacking, and others also took action for the so-called magic weapon.

The hundred birds of the thirty-three flying birds are just returned to Lintu, and it is enough to break them, as for who will the final magic weapon belong...... Whoever grabs it is whoever's is!

Snowflakes, leaves, falling clouds, yellow sand...... The things condensed by all kinds of spells are strange and colorful, and they are amazingly powerful.

Snow flakes, leaf charms, bamboo flake charms, stone flake charms...... All kinds of talismans that are not in the ranks, one by one, condensed into a hundred things, condensed like a storm, turned upside down.

Flying needles, flying swords, flying beads, flying balls...... Although the grade is not high, it is a magic weapon in the end, the speed is fast, the momentum is fierce, and they are the ones who are troublesome alone.

Lin Mo and the birds he painted faced so many attacks, like a flat boat in the sea, extremely small, but like a mainstay, steady and unmoving!

Immobility is relative, the birds move, turn around, win the shield and win the wall, those who come are blocked, and the shattered are also blocked!

Lin Mo also moved, dipped in ink and walked the pen, hurriedly painted birds, and hurriedly condensed birds.

"It's hateful, hateful, angry, and annoying!" Lin Mobi moved his mouth: "You idiots! When that idiot comes out, I want him to beat you all into idiots! Dare to besiege me, dare to besiege me! Look for death and find death!"

The breath is slightly panting, and there are those who are breathed, but there are more paintings of flying birds and flying birds.

How easy is it to draw a bird painting that can condense a bit of real birds? Every stroke will consume a wisp of spiritual power in Lin Mo's body.

And the flying birds that can block the attacks of so many people, how can it be so simple to move? Every movement of them has to be controlled by Lin Mo with his divine sense, and every time one of them is shattered, the divine consciousness of this flying bird will also be damaged.

In the distance, in the distance, there are really monks who can't be hidden, and among them there is really Yao Xiaoshu and his party.

"This Lin Mo is so powerful! In this way, it is not an accident that the nine people who besieged him did not come back, and it ......" Yao Xiaoshu showed a look of jealousy: "This person is cunning, if there is no reason why he must defend this place, he must have several ways to kill those people one by one!"

Yao Xiaoshu didn't want those people to think that there was a magic weapon here, she thought that Xiao Yong was breaking through.

"Then Lin Mo must stay here for the sake of bravery!" Yao Xiaoshu sighed lightly: "I knew that the relationship between the two of them was so good, and I wouldn't use that method of sowing discord against them......"

Since Yao Xiaoshu and her subordinates came to Anle City, there have been many monks who have been murdered with tricks, and last time her target was actually a white-faced young man who hid cultivation, but she didn't expect two disciples of the Zhihua Sect, Xiao Yong and Lin Mo, to appear halfway.

Beside Yao Xiaoshu, the petite woman asked, "Leader, do we need to do it?"

Yao Xiaoshu shook her head and said, "No, we ...... Wait!"

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Yao Xiaoshu was out of it and could afford to wait, but Lin Mo was in it and had a hard time waiting.

"Stinky Xiaoyong!Bad Xiaoyong!Bastard Xiaoyong!Can you hurry up?" The spiritual power and divine consciousness were consumed too much, Lin Mo's face was sweaty, and his breath was panting: "I...... I can't hold it anymore...... I'm dying of exhaustion...... I'm thirsty, I'm hungry, get out of here and help me!"

Lin Mo's tiredness, he besieged those people in his eyes and was shocked in his heart.

This is a siege of nearly fifty people! Lin Mo blocked them all with the strength of one person!

"This person is afraid that he is also the Tianjiao among his peers in the Zhihua Sect!"

"But no matter how arrogant he is, he only has a fifth-level Qi refining cultivation! ”

"Ink! It's Lingmo! The grade of the Lingmo he uses may not be high, but the quality must be excellent!"

"Oh, then he still uses it like this, it's a waste, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity......."

"No, it's wonderful, wonderful! Because he is so willing to give up this kind of spiritual ink, it proves that the magic weapon here is probably more precious than we can imagine!"

When everyone heard this and understood it, their breath was short, and their greed was thicker.

Disturbed by this, they wanted to see such a magic weapon sooner, and they were also worried that such a magic weapon would be temporarily refined by Lin Mo's friends and used against them, so they all increased the number or power of their own means, and some even used them with all their might.

Suddenly, several birds shattered.

Suddenly, Lin Mo suffered a blow.

Then, blood overflowed from the corners of Lin Mo's mouth, and the movement of painting birds on his hands slowed down.

Subsequently, as a result of this collapse and reduction, the birds decreased again and again, and the constructed defenses gradually came to the verge of collapse.

Lin Mo was slightly anxious, turned over and temporarily collected the spirit pen, then took out a few more elixirs and threw them into his mouth, and then took the pen to paint.

It's no longer a bird, it's a forest.

The quick pen was drawn, Lin Mo put away the pen and inkstone, pinched the trick with both hands, and said with a sneer: "How can a hundred birds return to the forest without a forest?"

The words fell, the trick was completed, and the woods condensed.

Towering and lush, even making a tree wall, blocking everything.

But sharp-eyed people have found that Lin Mo ...... There is no follow-up power, in other words, once this move is broken, Lin Mo will be defeated.

At this time, defeat is death, and if he dies, his storage bag will be left behind, and the inside of Zhihua Zong Tianjiao's storage bag is full of good things!

Each mind is different, and the vigilance is different, because at this last moment, the attack of these people is much weaker.

Even so, the defenses of the tree wall and the remaining birds became more and more unstable.

Someone spoke up at this moment: "Lin Mo Daoyou, give me the storage bag, I will keep you from dying!"

Lin Mo sneered: "Idiot!"

Someone made a step back: "Lin Mo Daoyou, the treasure in the storage bag is half of mine, and I will protect you." ”

Lin Mo sneered and replied: "Idiot!"

Someone regressed again: "Fellow Daoist Lin Mo, as long as the magic weapon here belongs to me, your life and storage bag can be saved!"

Lin Mo sneered and sneered: "Idiots and idiots!"

Someone was angry: "No one can save your life if you don't know what to do!"

This person shot out angrily, pooled everyone's strength, and finally broke through the defense of the hundred birds towards Lin Tu, Lin Mo was injured again, and then spilled blood, and sat paralyzed on the ground.

"Sure enough, no one can keep your name, and no one really can keep your life!" the man sneered at this.

"Really?" said lightly, not lightly or seriously, but it reached everyone's ears.

Everyone followed the sound and found that the ground next to Lin Mo was gradually condensing a hole in the ground, and someone was going to come out of there, and they didn't need to think about it to know that person was Lin Mo's friend.

"You can't let him come out alive!"

"Yes, if he refines that magic weapon, we will be in danger!"

Everyone also understands this truth, so they no longer keep their hands and go all out!

The dust and gravel rose, and the smoke rose, but I didn't see Lin Mo flying out of it, let alone his friend flying out, and then the dust and smoke filled the air, and I didn't see the movement of a living person coming out.

In this case, Lin Mo and his friends will die, so this storage bag and magic weapon ...... It's time to grab it!

Several people flew out and rushed into the dusty smoke.

Not to be outdone, the others also wanted to fly, but they hurriedly stopped moving! Because the sound of bangbang came, because the sound of screaming came! Listening to the scream, it was definitely not made by Lin Mo! It seemed to be made by a few people who rushed into the dust and smoke.

These people were inexplicably frightened and inexplicably retreated.

When the dust cleared, they looked at it and gasped.

There was a huge stone there, transparent and stained with blood, and this blood was the same as the people who had just rushed in......! Pierced by the spikes and cones on the stone!

"No...... No! they ...... They must have crashed into a rock when they rushed in, and then they were impaled!"

"And! stone...... There's someone inside the stone!"

There are two people, one Lin Mo and one Lin Mo's friend Xiao Yong.

"This ...... What kind of stone is this? Could it be a magic weapon?"

The attacks of so many of them failed to break this transparent stone, and they could also conjure up spiky cones to hurt and kill people, this is indeed like a magic weapon, and it is still a rare magic weapon of quite high grade!

Therefore, it is speculated that the greed in the eyes of some people has turned into substance, but in the eyes of others, it is not greed, but shock!

There is only one latter, she is Yao Xiaoshu, she didn't want to think about it, and spat out one word in a panic: "Withdraw!"