"Your mission is complete, you can go back." Merlin turned to the driver who was driving him.

Then, he followed the traces left by Shen Zhuo.

The road was very smooth, it was an ordinary mountain road, and Mo Lin paid attention to the traces left by Shen Zhuo when he walked from time to time, although it was a little slower, but he also followed him closely.

The mountain was not high, Mo Lin followed the trail and soon reached the top of the mountain, and what caught his eye was a large lake, almost the entire top of the mountain was just that path, and he also saw Shen Zhuo facing a man not far away, as if he was saying something.

Fortunately, the place where he stood was more secretive, and he could vaguely hear what they were talking about.

"Mr. Shen, did you get what I wanted?"

"Of course, you see what this is." Shen Zhuo took out the snake spirit bead, and the snake spirit bead faintly glowed in the black night, like a night pearl.

The mysterious man nodded, and said with great satisfaction: "Yes, it is the snake spirit bead." ”

"And what about what I want?" Shen Zhuo stretched out his hand and asked in a deep voice.

The mysterious man took out a picture scroll, handed it to him, and said, "This is what you want." ”

"You won't lie to me, just give me a fake picture." Shen Zhuo looked at the man in front of him cautiously.

"Hahaha, Mr. Shen, do you have any other choice but to believe me now?" The mysterious man sneered: "The snake spirit bead is now in your hand, and I am bound to get it today!" ”

As soon as he said this, Shen Zhuo immediately flew back a few steps and looked at the mysterious man vigilantly.

"You don't have to worry, I'm not going to do anything to you, and if I do, I won't talk nonsense with you." The mysterious man continued: "I have no evidence to prove the authenticity of this picture, but I can guarantee that it is definitely not fake, for three thousand six hundred years, I have seen too many people like you, Mr. Shen, they are all reborn here. ”

Three thousand six hundred years!

Morin couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this sentence from a distance, what this mysterious man said was so shocking, could it be that he really lived for three thousand six hundred years?

Is he a youkai who has cultivated like a snake god? No, it's unlikely......

"I'd better remind you, what you have to do is not to have this picture to make everything fine, the danger will still not be less, you can do it yourself."

After speaking, as soon as the mysterious man stretched out his hand, the snake spirit bead reached his hand in the blink of an eye, and he also threw the picture in his hand to Shen Zhuo, and then walked slowly towards the lake.

Mo Lin was a little far away, and he couldn't see the mysterious man's face and back clearly, so he had to give up, but he always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and he always felt that this matter was not simple, especially the mysterious man, he definitely had some conspiracy to get the snake spirit bead with all his might.

Shen Zhuo was stunned by the lake for a while, then sighed and walked back.

Along the way, Shen Zhuo was so preoccupied that he didn't notice that he had gone around the mountain three times.

Suddenly, he stopped, and seemed to realize that something was not right, looked around, and scolded: "That thing that doesn't have long eyes dares to block Uncle Ben's way!" ”

He pinched a trick and shouted, "Break! ”

This simple psychedelic array was easily broken by Shen Zhuo, and at this moment, Mo Lin quickly rushed out from behind a tree while he was not paying attention, holding a knife in his hand, taking three steps and making two steps, and fiercely scratched Shen Zhuo's hand holding the painting.

Shen Zhuo was taken aback, his hand loosened slightly, and the painting he had just exchanged for the snake spirit bead was actually taken away by Mo Lin!

"You...... How are you! ”

Shen Zhuo was quite shocked when he saw Mo Lin: "You...... You didn't even die in Snake Mountain! ”

"How could I die so easily." Morin said in a deep voice: "Who was that person just now?" What is it? ”

"Don't be nosy, give me the picture scroll!"

Shen Zhuo roared angrily, and rushed up to snatch the scroll in Mo Lin's hand, but Mo Lin directly kicked it over, kicking Shen Zhuo back several steps.

Now Shen Zhuo only had that picture scroll in his eyes, and he didn't have the heart to fight with Mo Lin at all, which made Mo Lin's hand kick him, but Shen Zhuo also reacted immediately, he knew that Mo Lin was not so easy to defeat, if he wasn't serious, he didn't want to take it

It's back to the picture.

"Okay, the poisonous snake on Snake Mountain failed to kill you, I will personally send you on your way today!" Shen Zhuo said angrily.

He pinched the magic trick and recited a few words in his mouth, the air around him suddenly became cold, and Mo Lin obviously felt that there were dozens of more pairs of eyes around him all the time, no need to ask, it must be a group of ghosts summoned by Shen Zhuo.

"Whew!"

Soon, the group of ghosts attacked, and countless wandering ghosts pounced on Mo Lin, Mo Lin did not panic at all, took out a peachwood sword, and repelled a ghost with a sword, after all, these are ordinary ghosts, not a very high-level, evil soul and ghost, although there are many of them, but Mo Lin is more than enough to deal with them.

A dark shadow flashed through the group of ghosts, and Merlin didn't pay attention, and was scratched on the shoulder by this black shadow.

Suddenly, Mo Lin only felt that the blood in his body was coagulated, and his whole body was cold, and he looked at the wound again, it was obviously scratched by the sword, and then he found that Shen Zhuo had disappeared, just now he only cared about dealing with these wandering ghosts, but ignored Shen Zhuo's existence, this sword wound was definitely caused by the ghost cold sword.

Mo Lin glanced at the surrounding wandering ghosts, and found that their attacks were not chaotic, on the contrary, they were very orderly, there were about forty ghosts entrenched here, and each time they attacked themselves, it seemed that they were not to hurt themselves, but to disrupt their vision so that Shen Zhuo in the dark would have a chance to attack them.

Just when Mo Lin was thinking, the group of ghosts attacked again, this time like last time, Shen Zhuo must be hiding in the group of ghosts, he read in the book, the evil technique used by Shen Zhuo seems to be called the ghost hidden technique, this evil technique is to completely hide his body and popularity, completely integrate into the wandering ghosts, and secretly attack the enemy.

As for how to crack it, Mo Lin didn't remember, but it didn't matter, he already had a way to deal with Shen Zhuo in his heart.

There were more and more ghosts shuttling around, and Mo Lin raised the scroll in his hand and shouted: "Shen Zhuo, I have to admit that I am not your opponent, but you have put a lot of effort into this scroll, I won't let you get it!" ”

As he spoke, Mo Lin opened the scroll and threw it into the air, and the scroll spread out in the air at will, five or six meters long, and a karmic fire shot out of Mo Lin's hand, approaching the scroll.

At this time, Shen Zhuo couldn't sit still anyway, he jumped out of the cover of the group of ghosts and jumped into the air, so that the Ghost Cold Sword blocked the front of the picture scroll, and the huge Yin Qi of the Ghost Cold Sword successfully blocked the karmic fire, but his figure was also completely exposed to Mo Lin's eyes.

Mo Lin naturally would not let go of this opportunity, he had already calculated the importance of this picture scroll to Shen Zhuo, and he would definitely not let himself ruin it like this.

Mo Lin held the peachwood sword and stabbed towards Shen Zhuo, Shen Zhuo glared at Mo Lin angrily, and the ghost cold sword slashed at Mo Lin's peachwood sword mercilessly.

In Shen Zhuo's opinion, the peach wood sword is just an ordinary Taoist magic weapon, and his ghost cold sword is carefully refined by him, and the materials used to make the sword are all yin and evil things, and every once in a while, he will also catch some unlucky ghosts and evil spirit-level ghosts to sacrifice the sword, in order to ensure that the Taiyin qi of the ghost cold sword will not be dispersed forever, the peach wood sword cannot be compared with the ghost cold sword at all, he thinks that Mo Lin does not know this, and he will definitely be able to kill him.

Seeing that the peachwood sword was cut off by the Ghost Han Sword, Shen Zhuo already had a victor's smile on his face, and he had even begun to think about how to torture Mo Lin in his heart, he almost ruined the scroll just now, and he also slashed a knife on his own hand, he must not cheapen this kid.

However, what Shen Zhuo didn't expect was that after the peachwood sword was cut off, Mo Lin's left hand was still holding an iron sword, and the Taoist aura on the iron sword was extremely strong, which was completely opposite to the yin and evil aura of the Ghost Cold Sword.

Seven Star Sword!

Shen Zhuo's pupils shrank slightly after seeing the sword in Mo Lin's hand, and he hurriedly deflected the trajectory that the Ghost Cold Sword stabbed, and the Seven Star Sword slashed the back of the Ghost Cold Sword, directly piercing Shen Zhuo's arm and stabbing him in the shoulder.

The Seven Star Sword used to be the treasure of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and its power Ghost Cold Sword naturally couldn't be compared, Shen Zhuo would rather be injured himself than let the Yin Qi of the Ghost Cold Sword sword body be damaged.

Shen Zhuo fell to the ground and rolled a few times before he got up, and now he couldn't care about the injury on his arm, so he hurriedly rushed to the front to grab the scroll that slowly fell from the air, at this time, Mo Lin naturally wouldn't watch the scroll fall into Shen Zhuo's hand, rushed over and grabbed the other end of the scroll.

Both of them exerted force at the same time

With a pull, the canvas made of cloth was torn in two.

At this time, the expression on Shen Zhuo's face was extremely exciting, the skin and flesh on his face were twisted into a ball, and the picture scroll was torn into two sections, but Mo Lin had more on his hand than Shen Zhuo's.

"You bastard, give me back!"

Shen Zhuo's voice had turned into a roar, and he rushed towards Mo Lin frantically, ignoring his blood-soaked right hand, Mo Lin was naturally not afraid of Shen Zhuo, and injected mana into the Seven Star Sword and swung it, only to see a light slash like a wind blade slashing directly at Shen Zhuo's head.

Shen Zhuo didn't have time to dodge, so he had to pull out the Ghost Cold Sword to resist this light slash.

Syllable!

With a loud bang, Shen Zhuo was shocked back several steps, and the yin qi of the Ghost Han Sword sword body also dissipated a lot, this Ghost Han Sword is, to put it bluntly, it lives on the yin qi of the ghost and the soul, if the yin qi is astigmatized, it is no different from an ordinary sword.

Shen Zhuo took a deep breath, now that he had regained a little bit of his senses, knowing that it was hopeless to seize the scroll, he looked at Mo Lin and said coldly: "Mo Lin, I have written down this account today, and one day I will make you pay for today's actions!" ”

After speaking, Shen Zhuo turned his head and ran, Mo Lin naturally couldn't let Shen Zhuo leave like this, not to mention that he used to be a disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain, if he was allowed to spread the news that he had the Seven Star Sword, let alone Dragon Tiger Mountain at that time, all the forces in the Yin and Yang Realm would stare at him with fierce eyes.