Chapter Ninety-Three: Planning?
Two days later, Qin Mo came to Taoxi County again, and from the literal explanation given by the Tower of Babel, the task had not been completed after this day, and it was basically impossible for Qin Mo to complete it anymore. Even if the wind may regain its strength. His true strength was much stronger than Qin Mo's. Moreover, the punishment for the failure of the mission, Babel Tower did not say, but Qin Mo was already able to guess it.
Sure enough, it's the Tower of Babel, no matter if you live or die, as long as you can successfully clear the Tower of Babel, no one is easy to get along with!
Taoxi County still maintained the appearance of Qin Mo leaving, but there was a more gloomy feeling in the air. There was no life, everything remained the same as it was two days ago, and only the occasional sound of iron chains from inside the Qin family proved that there were still living people in Taoxi County.
returned to the Qin family again, but it was already a battle of life and death. In the center of the Qin family, Ruofeng was locked here, and the seven chains held Ruofeng tightly in place. The top has been continuously impacted by the wind for the past two days, and it is full of cracks.
"Hehe, are you the back hand he arranged?" Ruofeng raised his head and looked at Qin Mo with a calm expression.
Qin Mo didn't answer, just looked at Ruofeng quietly. Now Ruofeng's face is already covered with silk threads, his eyes are constantly flashing with red blood, and his hair looks very messy because he has not been taken care of for many days. The hands had long since become inhuman, and a little scale armor was exposed in the tattered parts of the clothes.
"I know you, and in my memory, you were an indispensable sacrifice. It's just that I don't know why, this waste actually let you escape, forcing me to be born early. ”
While Qin Mo was looking at him, he was also looking at Qin Mo, and he also recognized Qin Mo, and the invisible attraction resonated with each other between the two, as if they were luring the two to devour each other.
The fluctuation from the bloodline, Qin Mo did not hesitate to use the true yuan to completely suppress it, although the cultivation and strength were restored, but it was still the body of the previous "Qin Mo", if the wind can resonate, it is only because of this body.
What secrets are there in this Taoxi County, Qin Mo doesn't plan to know, at the beginning, Qin Mo planned to cycle gradually, but who knows, but he was accelerated into the city by the Tower of Babel, so that Qin Mo's original ideas and arrangements had to be frustrated.
The acquisition of the beads, if the Wind Demon Head was born, Qin Mo would not believe that there was really such a coincidental thing in this world. What's more, he actually became a savior-like figure. Unless, he is already in someone else's script, what others want to do and how to foreshadow, it is all his random business.
Shaking his head, Qin Mo put these strange thoughts back to the side first. Now the main task is to kill this guy. Because, the necklace that fixed Ruofeng's body has been broken one by one.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and Ruofeng's blurry figure stood in the smoke and dust, his face was facing the sky, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, he closed his eyes, and exhaled deeply: "It feels good to be free!"
"It's a pity, it's almost time for you to be free!" At the moment when Ruofeng was in the best mood and the most relaxed, Qin Mo moved, although it was against himself, but there was nothing he could do. In the face of the enemy, although Qin Mo will follow himself most of the time, but in a certain aspect, Qin Mo will break himself again. And now, it's time for Qin Mo to break the rules.
"Collapse Fist!" After the spiritual power turned into a true element, the Collapse Fist was more powerful than before, and a trace of the power of destruction was contained in the Collapse Fist. It makes the punch even more wild and mysterious.
Rumble!
The fist and meat were handed over, if the wind did not dodge or dodge, he took Qin Mo's blow head-on, and the whole piece of meat was almost hit by Qin Mo, until the fist touched the bone, and the power of the fist collapsed completely disappeared.
Wonder, why didn't he fight back. "Not good!"
Just thinking about why Ruofeng didn't fight back, suddenly, there was a squirming sensation from inside his fist. Hurry up and put your fists away. The other hand caught the punch that struck suddenly.
"It's not a good thing to disturb other people's appreciation. Smiling, Ruofeng's fist had already hit.
The two met in place for several rounds before they separated. Ruofeng's side ribs were almost broken by Qin Mo, and his hand unconsciously covered his ribs, Ruofeng was injured so much, he still maintained that indifferent smile on his face, and he could even speak during the battle, not putting Qin Mo in his eyes at all.
On the other hand, Qin Mo's injuries were much more serious than Ruofeng's, and some places on his entire arm had blurred flesh and blood, revealing Bai Sensen's bones, even if he transported the True Yuan, he couldn't repair the arm, and it seemed that there was a mysterious force fighting against the True Yuan. And during the battle, Qin Mo didn't dare to pour too much Zhenyuan, and finally found that Zhenyuan couldn't heal the injury on his arm, so he simply gave up completely. Preserve the true element.
"Your strength is good, are you interested in being my subordinate?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't have any interest in being someone else's subordinate. ”
"Really, that's a pity!" Ruofeng showed a look of regret on his face, as if Qin Mo couldn't be his own subordinate, and he was a little disappointed.
As soon as the words changed, Ruofeng's face changed: "Since you can't become my person, then you have to die!"
The thick Demon Yuan was suddenly thrown out, turning into a black whip in mid-air, and slammed into Qin Mo, who had no time to dodge.
"Hiss!" When he didn't dodge in time, he was hit by the whip fiercely, and Qin Mo couldn't help but gasp. The true element was condensed on his fingers, aiming at the wind and shooting out.
The two used the most primitive method to compete, one has just entered Ning Dan, and the unique attack method belonging to the Ning Dan realm monks has not yet been learned, and the other has been sealed for countless thousands of years, plus it is to take away Ruofeng's body, the original ability can not be played out of ten percent, just through body memory, the previous self seems to like to use the magic yuan to whip the enemy.
Qin Mo's True Yuan was being consumed rapidly, on the other hand, Ruofeng, due to the characteristics of the Demon Yuan, was able to continuously absorb spiritual energy and various negative energy recovery from the void, resulting in until now, Ruofeng's power had not been consumed at all. If you continue to fight like this, over time, Qin Mo will always lose to Ruofeng.
Both of them understand and know this truth. Ruofeng still looks indifferent, only the increase in the magic yuan in his hand can show that Ruofeng's heart is actually very anxious.
Damn, this guy is too perverted, isn't he? Hasn't it been sealed for tens of thousands of years, why is it still so perverted, this Tower of Babel is really not reliable enough, such a terrifying enemy actually called me, a newcomer, to kill this demon. Make no mistake!
Although he thought so in his heart, he did not hesitate in his hands, and every attack was full of ruthlessness.