Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Sword in the Heart
In the extreme north of the Seven Gods Continent, there is a vast land without an owner, where there are dangerous mountains and evil mountains, fierce rivers and angry rivers, the days are extremely short, and the night is always accompanied by endless winds and thunder and lightning. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
There are countless ferocious spirit beasts living in this land, which are enough to rival the one-horned dragon of the orthodox dragon clan, the sky-swallowing black phoenix with mutated bloodlines, and the giant ape king beast, the overlord of the land...... This land is called the Wind and Thunder Spirit Domain.
What appeared in front of Mo Lu and this group of Nanzhou people at this time was the legendary giant ape king beast living in the Wind and Thunder Spirit Domain!
Of course, the giant gorilla beast that the Teacup Boy turned into was only a juvenile, and it was far from the strength of a real king beast, but it was enough to deal with several spirit diagrams in the Primordial Ink Realm.
"Whew! Look at the king beast sweeping across the four holy lands with one hand!", the mountain-like black giant ape rounded his arms, and the group of Nanzhou people chasing him fled in confusion.
The handsome man at the head was horrified, turned around and fled in the direction of the Sword Palace, shouting loudly as he ran, "The Waste Wood King has gone crazy!"
Mo Lu barely jumped backwards, and he was able to dodge the huge fist that the giant gorilla beast waved indiscriminately, only to see that this punch was so powerful that it smashed towards the Zhixin Palace, which was dedicated to the residence of immortal slaves!
"Stop!", a coquettish cry came from the sky.
The surroundings suddenly became extremely cold, and even those aura that fluttered like clouds and mist condensed into white frost, and fell to the ground with a crackle, and for a while, the white frost fell all over the sky, and it seemed that a heavy snow suddenly fell from the sword peak.
"Senior Sister Bing!", the immortal slaves led by the handsome man looked up at the sky, everyone's faces were full of horror, but their eyes couldn't help but show admiration.
In the frost and snow, a white Qianying Su held a sword in his hand, and his body moved with the sword, stabbing towards the black giant ape!
This sword is snow-white, the blade is like frost, and the graceful posture under the clothes is integrated, one person and one sword, like a fairy in the snow.
"Refreshing Sword...... A sword in the heart, a love at first sight!", the handsome man stared at the figure in the air obsessively, muttering to himself, his eyes full of fascination and admiration.
"Idiot, get out of the way!", Mo Lu's heart swelled with an extremely dangerous feeling, and he only had time to shout at the giant ape that the teacup boy Wang Potian had turned into, and then hurriedly retreated backwards.
"Far from the cold mountains?"
The sword intent of the woman in white reminded Mo Lu of Wei Chu's move before she died, and in her hand, the power of this sword was obviously several times stronger than Wei Chu!
At this moment, he clearly felt that this cold mountain was far away and not only stabbed at the black giant ape, but even he was enveloped in that terrifying ice sword intent!
In the sky, countless pieces of frost condensed on the pure white long sword, and the woman seemed to hold an iceberg in her hand!
Just as it was about to stab the Gorillamon's body, the iceberg suddenly stopped, and an extremely dazzling white light erupted, enveloping the Gorilla!
A terrifying frost force suddenly burst out, and the giant gorilla beast was instantly frozen into a huge ice cube!
And Mo Lu's body was also covered in a thin layer of frost, and through the white ice, it could be clearly seen that he was still in a posture of crossing his hands, standing still in place.
Bing Qin's heart fell to the ground, and the long sword in her hand turned into spiritual ink and flew back to the spiritual map beside her, and with a swirl of spiritual power, the spiritual map with the Qinxin sword also disappeared.
"I've seen Senior Sister Bing", the immortal slaves in the Zhixin Hall fell to the ground and bowed down one after another.
Bing Qinxin frowned slightly, "Carry them into the Zhixin Palace, treat them, and punish them after they recover."
But the handsome man stepped forward and said, "Senior Sister Bing, your subordinates are merciful, Wang Potian should be able to save him, but this new ......"
He pointed to Mo Lu, who was frozen in the ice, and at this time, Mo Lu was covered in blood, and his face was as white as a dead man.
"This newcomer has been so seriously injured, and he has been infused by Senior Sister's Xinxin Sword Intent, I'm afraid he won't survive, so it's better to throw him directly out of Congjian Peak."
Bing Qinxin glanced at him, and the handsome man suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and he didn't dare to say anything more.
Click!
Suddenly, with the sound of frost shattering, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Mo Lu actually broke free of the thin layer of ice that froze him.
His face was extremely pale, but he still forced out the cold ice sword intent that had invaded his body! Mo Lu's chest was scarred, and the broken frost stained his blood, turning into patches of red snow, and falling to the ground one after another.
"He was actually able to break free from Senior Sister Bing's refreshing sword intent with just his physical body?"
The immortal slaves couldn't believe their eyes, the spirit diagram of Bing Qin's heart had the power of extreme cold, once ordinary Primal Ink Realm cultivators were frozen by the sword intent, they couldn't break free at all, and if no one rescued them, they could only be frozen to death in the frost.
Even Wang Potian, who had transformed into a giant ape beast, was frozen by a sword, and this seriously injured young man who had no spiritual power could get rid of Qin Xin's sword intent so easily?
Could it be that this is a young genius who hides his identity?
The fairy slaves couldn't help but look at this young man carefully, although he was covered in blood, but in fact, his face was delicate, and under the torn clothes, a piece of strong but beautiful strong muscles could be faintly seen.
If you take a bath and change your clothes, and change into a set of white clothes of the disciples of the inner door, then you will be like a chic and elegant handsome son, and this group of Nanzhou people is many times worse than him!
"Is it the Shang Jingming family, or the Huaiyuan Luo family, or is it some genius from the Divine Academy?"
There were also many women among the immortal slaves, they stared at Mo Lu tightly, and thousands of thoughts turned in their hearts, and many Huaichun girls couldn't help but blush their cheeks.
Even Bing Qinxin was looking at him coldly.
However, the next scene almost shocked everyone's jaws.
"You idiot woman! It's not me who is crazy!Why do you even beat me?", Mo Lufu scolded as soon as he broke free, ignoring that the wound on his chest was bursting and bleeding.
He was extremely depressed in his heart, it was clear that Wang Potian couldn't control himself and went crazy after turning into a black ape, how could this woman be indiscriminate, and even shrouded him under the sword intent!
Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly and retreated in time, and most of the chill of the earth-shattering sword was blocked by the giant ape beast that Wang Potian had transformed, otherwise he might not be spared!
Since Old Man Mo was persecuted to death, Mo Lu has never bowed his head to others, even when he was only ten years old when he faced the sand thieves, or when he faced Wei Chu with a mortal body, today he beheaded two disciples from the outer city for Jing Yu and other demon clans!
At this time, facing Bing Qinxin with a serious injury, he will not mourn to survive.
If you are aggrieved in your chest, you will curse, and if you have blood in your heart, you will kill!
This is Mo Lu's Dao heart.
When the immortal slaves saw that Mo Lu dared to scold Bing Qinxin, their faces couldn't help but change greatly!
Bing Qinxin ranks among the top ten disciples of Sword City, beautiful as a fairy, with extraordinary talent, and has embarked on a path of cultivation that shocks the ancient and modern, and will definitely enter the saint with a sword in the future and become the second Gu Yue!
And this new immortal slave dared to insult her so much, could it be that she was impatient?
Tan Qiu also came from behind, just in time to hear Mo Lu scolding Bing Qinxin, and immediately pointed at Mo Lu and said angrily: "Senior Sister Bing is one of the top ten disciples of Sword City, and in the future, she will be in charge of Sword Peak, how can you be humiliated by a lowly wasted person with no spiritual power?"
That group of Nanzhou people immediately surrounded Mo Lu, and all kinds of swords, sticks, and other spirit maps appeared one after another, and for a while, the spirit overflowed, and the murderous aura spread!
In the gaze and waiting of everyone, Bing Qinxin suddenly waved his hand, and a black light shot towards Mo Lu!
Mo Lu stretched out his hand to catch it, but it was a black elixir with a strong aura.
"Eat it and come with me"
Bing Qinxin's voice was as cold as snow, as clear as a spirit magpie, and when the sound was still ringing in her ears, she had turned around and walked in the direction of the Sword Palace.
Mo Lu looked at this pill inexplicably, and the back of the snowy back, but he didn't make any movement.
Having survived in blood and deceit since he was a child, he was not an idiot enough to eat anything of unknown origin.
"Idiot! Eat it!' it's good!", the voice of the old man suddenly sounded in his psychic sense.
"I think it's poison", Mo Lu had long been accustomed to the elusiveness of his old age, and said lightly in his spiritual sense.
"This is the best medicine for wounds, even if you only have one breath left, it can bring you back to life, give me some money!
Sure enough, the surrounding immortal slaves also exclaimed, "Return to the Spirit Pill!"
"Senior Sister Bing actually gave this vulgar fanatic a spirit pill!"
"This is the divine pill of flesh and bones of life and death, and when used on his body, it is simply a tyrannical thing!"
Hearing the words of the immortal slaves, Mo Lu immediately swallowed this elixir.
Suddenly, a warm heat quickly spread from the ink pool to the whole body, and the already heavy body was filled with strength again, and even the terrible wound from the chest to the abdomen was rapidly healing.
In a moment, this serious injury was actually half healed.
Under the stunned gaze of Tan Qiu and the immortal slaves, Mo Lu took a step forward and followed behind Bing Qinxin.
The two of them went one after the other, and they were speechless all the way.
"This woman has a good figure, and she is not comparable to the woman who is intimate with you in the abyss of bones", the old man spoke again, and his words were like thunder, shaking Mo Lu.
Bingqin glanced back at him in surprise, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he continued to lead the way.
"You see me and the ...... The masked woman has been poisoned by the powder mist?", Mo Lu felt as if his face was being burned by fire.
"Lao Tzu is the king of ten thousand armors in the abyss of bones, I can see what my little brothers see, alas, it's a pity, your kid's staying power is insufficient, so that this god armor can't appreciate the enjoyment", the old man said tsk, Mo Lu listened to the depression and speechless.
Mo Lu and Bing Qinxin's footsteps were extremely fast, but half a pillar of incense had already returned to the Congjian Palace.
Walking into the vast hall, Bing Qinxin stood still and turned back.
On the ground, the frost is everywhere, and the spiritual power is swirling!
A stream of pure white spiritual ink swirled and flew in Bing Qinxin's palm, turning into a snow-white long sword.
Bing Qinxin held the sword with one hand, his body was like a flying Hong, and he stabbed at Mo Lu with a sword!