That black vortex swirled behind Jiang Mo, exuding bursts of terrifying devouring power.

This is Jiang Mo's devouring martial vein, with Jiang Mo's current strength, within a radius of a hundred miles, it will be affected.

That golden bead, after being sucked in by the Devouring Martial Vein, was immediately refined, and a huge and very pure soul power flowed into Jiang Mo's Mud Pill Palace.

The golden-bodied Arhat just now, in this temple, is considered an extremely powerful yin thing, and now after being killed, it will actually condense into this golden bead, which even Jiang Mo did not expect.

Although I don't know what this golden bead is, judging from the reaction of that black shadow, I can at least guess that it must be a very rare treasure, especially after being refined by the Devouring Martial Vein, that abundant soul power, after entering the Mud Pill Palace, directly turned into divine power, which made Jiang Mo even more excited.

"Boy, are you looking for death?" The black figure gradually revealed, and his voice was hoarse, and it was the old man who had fought fiercely with Yang Zonglin before.

Hearing this hoarse voice, Yang Zonglin suddenly turned around, snorted coldly, and said, "Old ghost, you actually have the courage to sneak in?"

However, this time, the old man with the black shadow didn't even pay attention to Yang Zonglin, a pair of cloudy old eyes, staring at Jiang Mo, like an old falcon, sharp and vicious!

When Jiang Mo confronted this old man, Yang Zonglin reminded him to be careful, after all, he had fought with that old man, and knew that the latter's strength was a genuine eight-star martial artist, if Jiang Mo faced it, I am afraid that he would suffer.

Jiang Mo smiled, his expression was light, and he said: "The treasure here is an ownerless thing?

"Hmph, hand over that golden bead, the old man can not worry about you. As he spoke, the old man's dry palm stretched out, and the meaning was very clear.

Jiang Mo's expression was still very flat, and he asked with a smile: "If I hand over that golden bead, can the old gentleman just retreat?"

Hearing this, the old man's eyes first glanced around, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The old man can agree to your request." ”

Hearing this, Yang Zonglin and the others were even more surprised, what was so great about the golden bead that Jiang Mo got, that it could actually make an eight-star martial artist retreat willingly.

However, Jiang Mo didn't seem to play his cards according to common sense, he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, that bead has been refined by me." I'm afraid I can't hand it over to the old gentleman. ”

"What? refining!" Hearing Jiang Mo say this, the old man's eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, and all the momentum burst out, and the entire temple was filled with a violent wind.

In the next moment, the old man's figure suddenly burst out, and he said sharply: "In this case, the old man can only capture you and then take out the golden bead from your body." ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man's palm grabbed in the air, and a black arc of light burst towards Jiang Mo.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Mo also smiled coldly, only to see him bend his fingers and flick his fingers, and around the old man's body, suddenly ripples of energy, like water waves.

"Lock Yuan Array!"

Jiang Mo let out a low shout, and a huge formation enveloped the old man in an instant, and one after another terrifying attacks roared out from the formation.

Just now, the reason why Jiang Mo wasted so many words with the old man was to arrange this lock yuan array.

This formation is a sixth-order intermediate formation, for Jiang Mo today, it will be arranged quickly, and it is obviously a little unrealistic to use this formation to kill the old man.

It's just that it's more than enough to drag this person down.

When the Suo Yuan Array rose up, a look of panic flashed on the old man's face, but when he realized that the power of the formation was not strong, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Unexpectedly, you are still a spirit array master!" the old man's voice came out, and immediately after, Jiang Mo's sneer responded at the same time: "There are many things you can't think of!"

"Wind!"

"Fire!"

"Dirt!"

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, and the power of divine thoughts surged out, communicating the power of the attributes between heaven and earth, and urging the dragon language spirit out.

Hearing these three strange syllables coming out, everyone present was all shocked, and even those ghosts were dispersed a lot.

The old man's body was still trapped in the Lock Yuan Array, however, the three dragon language spirits exploded directly beside him, and when released at close range, the power of the dragon language spirit was very terrifying.

Even Jiang Mo had to admit that if he was hit head-on by the three dragon language spirits, his physique would be greatly traumatized.

Boom, boom, boom!

With the sound of a roar, a circle of terrifying energy shockwaves suddenly exploded from where the old man was.

At the very center of the energy explosion, the attack that the old man suffered can be imagined.

He urged the dark black Yuan Force to form a thick defense around his body, however, the power of the three words and spirits exploded, and in an instant, the defense on the old man's body was shattered.

The flesh and skin had become charred at this moment, and the hair had already been burned.

Yang Zonglin and the others looked at this scene with some shock, no one expected that Jiang Mo, who had not been obviously undewy, would be able to burst out with such terrifying combat power when he started to move.

After two rounds of attacks, the old man's breath was still surging, but it was very scattered, like a huge reservoir, rushing endlessly.

"Boy, the old man wants you to die!"

A terrible voice like a night owl suddenly resounded from there, and the old man was extremely angry, and no one had ever made him so embarrassed.

The previous lock yuan array, the old man bombarded from the inside, and finally suffered from the power of words and spirits, at this time it had dispersed, and the old man's figure rose to the sky, wanting to find Jiang Mo to fight to the death.

However, at this moment, a terrifying sword aura that seemed to be able to tear apart the heavens and the earth suddenly appeared in this heaven and earth.

"Sword Four: Rising Pace!"

A cold cheer resounded from above, and then, everyone saw that the thick dark clouds were vigorously pushed away, and the cyan ancient sword, piercing through the void, with an incomparable sword momentum, broke through the sky.

At this moment, the old man's pupils suddenly constricted, if Fang Cai was usual, he was confident that he could block this sword, however, Fang Cai's two rounds of unprepared attacks had already caused him to be in chaos.

In particular, the vitality in the sea of qi was already very disordered at this time, and it was difficult to mobilize it for defense.

Swish!

Everyone only heard a sound of tearing the eardrums in the air, and in the next moment, the sword had already pierced the old man's body like a ghost!

(End of chapter)