The sound of laughter was like a wave of sound, coming from all directions, connecting into one.

The little county lord suddenly covered his ears uncomfortably, and his little face showed a look of pain. It was a ghost sound, a secret spell hidden in the sedan chair, extremely gloomy, she was only on the first level of the third talent realm, and naturally she was far from being the opponent of the corpse demon in the sedan chair.

Tan Mo had already recognized who the comer was, after all, the other party did not hide it at all, although he did not say it explicitly, it was already very obvious.

This is his sister-in-law.

Without hesitation, he took a step forward, and a big red robe was blown up in the night wind, and his sleeves spread with a thud in the sound of hunting.

His hands were folded together, Tan Mo's face was expressionless, his eyes were fixed on the sedan chair, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Nan Wu Amitabha!" ”

Tan Mo's voice was not loud, but in an instant, the sound of laughter came to an abrupt end, as if the source of the sound had been choked by someone's neck.

With a bang, the sedan chair was torn apart, and a petite figure flew out. The Demon Sutra Demon Intent followed like a shadow, and followed and grabbed it.

In an instant, the petite figure dispersed as it flew out, disappearing into the night like flying sand.

As for the four ghouls carrying the sedan chair, they were directly blown out and didn't know how far away. The corpse, which was as stiff as iron, was as fragile as rotten mud under this Buddha cry.

Putting down his hands, Tan Mo's spiritual power fluctuated violently.

Dare to bully his daughter-in-law, and his sister-in-law will be killed!

Spit out four faint soul powers, and then, Tan Mo didn't stop, pulled the little county lord, and exerted his divine feet, and in an instant, the two of them disappeared in place, and the remaining phantom outline quickly dissipated.

Tan Mo took the little county lord back to King Teng's mansion, and walked crisply, without anything, but the cultivation was miserable.

Crane Lingji personally took the demon and found her.

"My dear sister, do you see my lovely daughter?" Crane Lingji's eyes glowed with a strange cold green, and she looked very evil.

"I said no, do you believe it?" The road of ploughing and tobacco is weak.

……

As soon as he returned to King Teng's mansion, the little county lord fell ill.

It's just a small problem, it is a little yin qi into the body, and it can recover quickly.

The Lotus Monk didn't even care.

However, Bai Susu asked Tan Mo what they encountered, but there was no blame, after all, in this dark day, it is normal to encounter demons and ghosts.

Tan Mo thought about it, but he still told the truth.

The monks don't speak.

The most important thing is to talk about it, Tan Mo feels that he can brush his mother-in-law's favor.

"You killed Ah Yuan's corpse demon daughter?" Bai Susu was stunned for a moment, then she subconsciously glanced outside, and said, "The last time I saw that corpse demon with bad intentions, it seems that this is indeed the case." Demons and ghosts are narrow-minded, ruthless and vicious, little monk, you have done a good job, but little monk, don't tell your senior brother about this. ”

"The little monk knows." Tan Mo nodded, he knew that the favor had been successful.

"I've worked hard for you this trip, little monk, I'll take care of Zhuzhu, and when she wakes up, I will take care of her."

"It's what the little monk should be." As he spoke, Tan Mo clasped his hands, got up and said goodbye, and walked without dragging his feet at all, very simply.

Bai Susu couldn't help but look at Tan Mo's back and began to ponder.

She didn't expect that the little monk who didn't care much half a year ago would have reached such a point in the blink of an eye, and he could easily kill demons and ghosts.

Bai Su always thought that the killing that Tan Mo said was the killing of the spiritual realm, not the killing in the real sense.

She thought about it and made a decision.

"Well, that elixir, just give it to the little monk, just to help him!" Bai Susu whispered to herself, making this decision was actually quite painful for her, because the pill she had accidentally obtained in her early years to prepare for her step into the Three Saints, but she stepped in spontaneously after not thinking about it, and she didn't need help at all, she just wanted to leave the pill to the little county lord.

The rarity of this pill can be imagined!

But right now, it is undoubtedly Tan Mo who needs this elixir more!

As a Returning Realm, she could naturally see that Tan Mo was only half a step away from the ninth layer of the Sancai Realm.

However, the ninth layer of the Three Talents Realm can be called the Three Saints, as if it is another realm, and this ninth layer is naturally very difficult to step into. And after stepping in, the improvement of strength is also very great!

It is the premise that this huge increase in strength requires a premise, this person in the Three Saints must have practiced the Faxiang Divine Power!

Because of the cultivation of the magic power, after becoming a person in the Three Saints, the power that can only be possessed after the magic power of the Law is exerted, and the people in the Three Saints can also show it without using the magic power of the Law Phase!

That is, the Dharma and the physical body are one!

This is also the fundamental reason why the ninth layer of the Three Talents Realm will be called the Three Sages.

Therefore, this person in the Three Saints who has practiced the magic power of the Dharma is the real one in the Three Saints! There is no cultivation method and supernatural power, but the eighth layer has more spiritual power, and the strength is relatively slightly improved.

If Tan Mo stepped into the ninth layer, with the magic powers he showed last time, Bai Susu felt that Tan Mo's strength could be comparable to most of the Restless Realm!

……

Tan Mo returned to his residence, refused the kindness of the maid to serve him, took a bath, changed into a monk's robe, and then sat cross-legged in the ashram.

He killed the five demons and ghosts in seconds with his magic will, and the soul power of the four ghouls who carried the sedan chair was abandoned by him, but the soul power of his sister-in-law, Tan Mo stayed.

Right now, he is going to vacate the place where the Wanhua Demon Sutra can be absorbed and give one to his sister-in-law.

This is what he has carefully considered.

He has already killed this corpse demon, and there is a chance that the ominous king Xue Zining will face it, so instead of passively waiting for him to do it, it is better to absorb the soul power of this corpse demon and read his memory, so as to know himself and his opponent!

"Sister-in-law, let's become one with the little monk!"

Tan Mo grimaced, whispered to himself, and then let go of his mind and urged his spiritual power.

In an instant, pictures appeared in Tan Mo's mind.

Coffin.

Bloody.

Bones.

Living.

A beating heart.

That scene was a terrifying and angry scene.

Demons and ghosts are swords, and living people are fish and meat.

The pictures jumped quickly, and soon, Tan Mo saw the pictures he wanted to see, including the old friend of his senior brother Lotus Monk, the former cultivator, the current Crane Lingji, and the mysterious and unpredictable king - Xue Zining!

Tan Mo slowly opened his eyes, his corpse demon sister-in-law's soul power was not strong, and even to him, it was almost the same as impurities, but the information contained in it made him very satisfied.

It was not in vain, he deliberately left the second devouring position of this Ten Thousand Transformation Demon Sutra to her.

He knows a lot about Crane Lingji, his senior brother's old friend, it is indeed completely annihilated by human nature, and the only thing that can still be related to people may be the human face of Crane Lingji.

In addition, he also knew a lot of things about the ominous king Xue Zining, including one thing about Xue Zining's "life".

Once touched, then the ominous king will fall into a deep sleep under force majeure.