George looked at Zhang Mo with an arrogant face, unmoved, he didn't believe that small flame could hurt him, he was a noble blood clan!

Indeed, the small flame that Zhang Mo shot out was really unseen, and it looked weak, like a plastic lighter.

But when the small flame really hit George, George's face suddenly changed, and he actually felt a trace of danger.

Then George saw the fingernail-sized flame ignite on him.

The clothes turned to ashes in an instant, followed by flesh and skin.

"Whirring ......"

George slapped and beat the fire, and finally put out the small flame.

But his chest had burned a hole in blood the size of a baby's fist.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo muttered, "How is it, dead bat, my flame didn't disappoint you, right?"

"You...... Who is it?" George looked at Zhang Mo in surprise and annoyance and asked, he only now realized that he had really underestimated this young man in China, his blood body, the sword was difficult to enter, and he was burned out of a blood hole by a small flame.

"Who am I?" Zhang Mo paused, then muttered, "I'm someone you can't afford to mess with." ”

"Young Huaxia Zhang Mo, don't think that if you have a magical little flame, I, George, will be afraid of you, I am a noble blood clan! Now, I want you to show you my true ability!" George was obviously really angry.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo was not in a hurry to kill this George, he wanted to see what the dead bat was capable of.

At this time, I saw George chanting softly in his mouth, like some kind of incantation, but Zhang Mo didn't understand it anyway.

"Transform!" At the end, I heard George's scream, and a ball of blood suddenly rose on his body.

Then, I saw that George's face suddenly began to distort, and several folds appeared on his white and tender face, which were more central than the folds of a centenarian.

Then, the fangs in the mouth began to grow, two on the top and two on the bottom, a finger long.

Finally, a pair of wings suddenly stretched out from George's back.

The wings weren't birds' wings, they were bat's.

At this moment, George looks as ugly as he looks, with a green face and fangs, scarlet eyes, and he is almost like two people before.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo shook his head slightly, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and muttered: "It turned out that it just turned into a dead bat, and I thought there was some surprise." ”

"Stupid Huaxia mortal, I am a noble blood clan, not a bat!" George exclaimed.

"In my opinion, it's a dead bat!" Zhang Mo muttered.

"You...... Look for death!" George was annoyed, his wings shook, and he pounced on Zhang Mo.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo frowned, and snorted: "It's just right!"

Immediately, I saw Zhang Mo swing the ancient sword in his hand and slash at George.

"Stupid Huaxia mortal, the broken copper and iron in your hands can't hurt me at all, I'm a noble blood clan, and my blood clan body is invulnerable!" George said proudly.

"Really?" Zhang Mo snorted, and the tips of his left fingers suddenly froze, swiping towards the ancient sword.

Then, I saw the bright white sword body ignite with raging flames.

"Mom, what the hell is this?" exclaimed George.

However, at this time, the ancient sword in Zhang Mo's hand had already stabbed at George.

George couldn't dodge and was stabbed in the abdomen.

Suddenly, a fist-sized blood hole appeared, and George only felt the pain of the blood hole burning.

However, no blood was shed.

"You...... What the hell is this?" asked George, frightened and frightened.

"Ghost tricks?" Zhang Mo snorted and said, "This is not a ghost trick for me, but a Taoist trick!"

"Dao Technique?" George was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a frightened face, "You are the most mysterious immortal cultivator in the East?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Zhang Mo couldn't help but pause, and asked with some surprise: "Dead bat, you still know about immortal cultivators?"

"Venerable Immortal Cultivator, the villain has no intention of offending, please let the villain go, and the villain will get out. George hurriedly said respectfully.

With that, George flapped his wings and quickly left.

"Want to leave, it's not that easy!" Zhang Mo's face sank, and he waved the ancient sword in his hand.

Suddenly, the ancient sword struck out a long chain of fire, like a snake letter, and slashed off one of George's wings with a thud.

George, with only one wing left, struggled twice in the air and slammed to the ground.

Zhang Mo jumped off the balcony on the second floor.

George fell half to death, looked at the approaching Zhang Mo with a look of fear, and begged for mercy: "Venerable Immortal Cultivator, the villain really knows that he is wrong, and the villain promises not to trouble you again." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll ask you, and you answer truthfully. Zhang Mo said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Venerable Immortal Cultivator. George replied with a look of horror on his face.

"What did you say about the Eastern Immortal Cultivators just now?Have you seen other Immortal Cultivators?" Zhang Mo asked.

"Venerable Immortal Cultivator, how can the villain be blessed to see other Immortal Cultivators, but I once heard my grandfather say that there is a mysterious force in the East, even if it is a prince-level blood clan, they dare not provoke easily, they regard themselves as immortal cultivators. George replied respectfully.

"Oh. Zhang Mo responded and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect that there would be other immortal cultivators in Huaxia, it's a bit interesting." ”

"Not only in China, but also in other countries. George said.

"Other countries?" Zhang Mo couldn't help but pause.

"Well, for example, the province of Japan, South Korea, Myanmar, etc. George said.

"They too?" Zhang Mo couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

"Yes, at least that's what my grandfather told me. However, my grandfather also said that whether it is Ridao Province or Korea, their immortal cultivation civilization originated from ancient China. George replied.

"Oh. Zhang Mo replied lightly, not too surprised.

Then, I heard Zhang Mo ask, "You know this?"

"Venerable Immortal Cultivator, the villain has already told you everything he knows. George said respectfully.

"Oh, it doesn't seem to be useful to keep you. Okay, it's time for you to get your lunch box. Zhang Mo raised the ancient sword in his hand and prepared to end George's life.

Seeing this, George immediately panicked, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Venerable Immortal Cultivator, the villain knows that he is wrong, the villain will kowtow to you to make amends, please don't kill me." ”

"It's naïve. Zhang Mo snorted and said.

"No, Venerable Immortal Cultivator, I have a treasure for you, please let me go. George said hurriedly.

"Treasure?" Zhang Mo couldn't help but pause and asked, "What treasure do you have?"

"Venerable Immortal Cultivator, please wait a moment, and the villain will take out the treasure. George said hurriedly.

At this time, Zhang Mo was not in a hurry to make a move, he wanted to see what the dead bat could come up with.