Blood was churning, and the pungent smell of blood came to my face.

Lu Xinyao covered her heart and retched for a while, and Han Mo gently patted her back, "Are you okay?" ”

Lu Xinyao shook her head, "I just want to vomit." ”

Han Mo raised his eyebrows and said happily: "Xinyao, you shouldn't have it, right?" ”

Lu Xinyao glanced at Han Mo with disgust, "How is it possible." ”

"How can't it be."

Lu Xinyao patted Han Mo lightly on the shoulder, "Even if you have, you can't react so quickly." ”

Han Mo smiled, "I'm kidding." ”

Lu Xinyao looked at him seriously and asked, "Han Mo, what if there is really one?" ”

"Then I'm happy." Han Mo said slowly: "With an heir, I am also worthy of the ancestors of the Han family." ”

"Boss, don't be happy, find a way to solve the current situation." The little crocodile shouted unhappily, and Han Mo patted him, "Your boss is gone, so you can still solve this kind of problem." ”

The crocodile cut disdainfully, "Boss, don't pretend." Even if you don't have cultivation, you must know how to deal with the situation in front of you. ”

Han Mo nodded, "That's right, I know, but if I don't have mana, I can't cast spells, do you and your predecessors know Taoism?" ”

The little crocodile was suddenly speechless.

Han Mo looked down at the tumbling blood and the monsters looming in the blood water, frowning slightly. In the middle of the night, he grabbed a handful of cinnabar and sprinkled it in. The blood splattered everywhere as if it had exploded, and a lot of it was splashed on them.

Moreover, the blood was extremely corrosive, splashing on the clothes, and many small holes immediately appeared in the clothes.

The primeval djinn god stood in the blood water, and the blood continued to spread towards him.

Han Mo couldn't help asking, "Senior, are you okay?" ”

The primeval giant spirit god shook his head, stretched out his hand to scoop it out in the blood water, spread his hand and said, "There is a very strange insect in the blood water. ”

"Bugs?"

Han Mo's face showed a depressed expression, and the Ancient Giant Spirit God strode over. Han Mo looked at it fixedly, and sure enough, there were dense small insects in his hands, constantly moving, wanting to burrow into the body of the primeval giant spirit god.

"Senior, go to the clearing."

The primeval djinn god walked away.

Han Mo rubbed his hands, took out a low-level spirit rune, recited the incantation, and then used a lighter to ignite the spirit rune and threw it into the blood water. The blood burned like wine, and blood lines shot out of it, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Han Mo clapped his hands and sighed, "It's been a long time since I used a lighter to light a spirit talisman." ”

"You do it yourself."

The little crocodile said cool words, and Han Mo raised his hand to slap it.

Han Mo squinted his eyes at the blood water, looking for the location of Jin Gongzi. In a moment, he pulled out the soul hook and threw it out. The blood exploded, and Jin Gongzi rushed out.

Jin Gongzi stepped on the bloody water, opened his arms, and the bloody water swirled around him, forming a huge whirlpool. Han Mo pulled out the Longquan sword, handed it to the little crocodile and said, "Come, give him a sword." ”

The little crocodile rolled his eyes, "Boss, my claws can't hold the Longquan Sword." ”

"I threw the Longquan Sword into the show, and you spit out a breath of demonic qi and knocked the Longquan Sword out." After speaking, Han Mo threw out the Longquan Sword, the little crocodile opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of demonic energy, and the Longquan Sword suddenly flew out and smashed into the whirlpool.

Jin Gongzi's body trembled suddenly, and blood light was shot out of the seven orifices.

This kind of appearance looks as terrifying as the demon god.

The little crocodile flew out, and the violent demonic power pressed towards Jin Gongzi. Jin Gongzi waved his palm, and a pillar of blood shot out of the blood water, heading straight for the little crocodile.

The little crocodile flicked its tail and scattered the blood pillar.

The blood was like a ribbon around Jin Gongzi's body, and the blood light in his eyes was not as terrifying as before, but it was also very weird.

Jin Gongzi smiled coldly, his body moved, and he knocked the Longquan Sword back.

Looking at the menacing Longquan Sword, Han Mo reached out and held it. Jin Gongzi was stunned for a while, a little incredulous. Han Mo looked up at Jin Gongzi and said with a smile: "Although I have no cultivation, the Longquan Sword has a spirit, and it knows me." ”

Han Mo threw out eight spirit runes, and the spirit runes floated over, spinning around Jin Gongzi.

Eight spiritual lights, forming eight illusory doors.

"Jin Gongzi, this is the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array, slowly break it."

Although Han Mo had lost his cultivation, it was still possible to rely on the spirit rune to set up a formation. Jin Gongzi took a step forward and wanted to break out of the formation, but was bounced back.

"Let's go first!"

Han Mo hugged Lu Xinyao's waist, jumped over, and jumped out of the chair. Jin Gongzi looked at his back with a resentful look in his eyes.

Lu Xinyao was a little worried, and glanced back, "Han Mo, will he run away?" ”

"He is one of the four kings of the Ghost King Sect, and it is not a problem to break the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array. Besides, my cultivation is completely lost now, and the formation has not exerted its ultimate strength. ”

Han Mo smiled, "If you lose all your cultivation, you can also trap Jin Gongzi." When the news spreads, it can also deter other bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods. ”

Jin Gongzi angrily attacked the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array, but it was difficult to break through for a while.

Eight doors of golden lock array, eight doors are connected, a single door is broken, the eight doors will rotate immediately, Qiankun translocation, automatic repair, endless.

Unless you find the location of the formation eye, you can break the formation in one fell swoop.

Although Jin Gongzi is one of the four kings of the Ghost King Sect, he definitely doesn't have much research on Taoism, let alone ask him to break the formation.

Jin Gongzi hadn't broken the formation yet, and Han Mo and the others had already returned home.

Lying on the sofa on his back, he took a breath and said to himself: "It's really tiring to lay out a formation." ”

The crocodile said, "Boss, you're really good. Without cultivation, you can still set up a formation. ”

Han Mo smiled and said, "I have activated the spirit rune a long time ago, even if I don't have cultivation, but the power of the spirit rune is there." Jin Gongzi is too careless, otherwise, he wouldn't be trapped by me. ”

"He's not careless, he's arrogant." Lu Xinyao asked, "He knew that you had lost your cultivation, so he looked down on you, so he was tricked." ”

"Yes."

Han Mo nodded, and then said, "Let's go to Maoshan tomorrow to see if I can invite Maoshan Jade to whisk the dust." ”

"Jade Whisk Dust?"

"Jade dust, Maoshan treasure. I guess Qingyunzi and Gu Fengming don't know that Maoshan has the treasure of jade whisk. Hearing this, the little crocodile laughed, "Boss, you are so insidious, you didn't tell Qingyunzi that they had a treasure in Maoshan." ”

Han Mo spread his hands, "It's not that I underestimate them, even if they know that there is a jade whisk, they can't get it." ”

"Why?"

"We'll talk about it tomorrow."

After speaking, Han Mo took the little crocodile down and put it on the sofa, washed and slept with Lu Xinyao.

The little crocodile muttered unhappily: "I have a daughter-in-law and forget my little brother, how can I be such a master." ”

Early the next morning, Han Mo contacted Liu Zun and asked him to come over and send him to Maoshan. I wasn't in a hurry, so I didn't take the highway, but took the provincial road.

At noon, I came to the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

Lu Xinyao glanced up and said curiously, "Han Mo, have you been cultivating on this mountain before?" ”

"I've been practicing for more than ten years."

All the way to the mountain, the disciples in the door saw him, and they all called the ancestor very respectfully. When he came to the main hall, Qingyunzi was meditating, and Han Mo didn't disturb him, he brought a chair and sat next to him.

More than an hour later, Qingyunzi opened her eyes. When he saw Han Mo, he was very surprised.

"Little Patriarch, why are you here?"

"Can't I come?"

Qingyunzi smiled smugly, "It's nothing, you can come whenever you want." ”

Han Mo nodded, looked around to the left and right, and then pointed to the side and said, "What about the inscription standing here?" ”

"It was an eyesore, so I asked someone to move it to the backyard." Qing Yunzi asked strangely: "Little Patriarch, why did you suddenly ask about this stubble." ”

"Naturally, something is wrong."

Han Mo said lightly: "Okay, take me to have a look." ”

"Little Patriarch, follow me!"

Qingyunzi got up and led Han Mo and them to the backyard of the Shangqing Palace, where the stone tablet stood next to the pavilion. It's better to put it here than in front of the lobby.

(End of chapter)