In the face of the dense flying needle attack, the black shadow did not dodge at all, and the flying needle did not miss a single shot, and all hit the body.

His body continued to shake left and right with the flying needle, and the flying needle passed through and brought out streaks of blood, Mo Ling turned into a flying meteor, constantly attacking around the black shadow, and there was some doubt in his eyes, if the black shadow was a living person, then it was impossible to survive in the face of this kind of attack, but now, the black shadow was still alive.

He didn't seem to feel pain, he still attacked his body with flying needles, his eyes were always locked on Mo Ling, and his body kept rotating, Mo Ling played around, saw that the attack was ineffective, and was ready to change the flying sword to attack, but a ghostly light came rapidly in the dark, Mo Ling hurriedly put the golden bell in front of him, and there was another loud bang, and after resisting a blow, he flew upside down again, and knocked out a long line of smoke and dust in the sea of bones.

Mo Ling frowned slightly in pain, he looked deeply at the black shadow that began to slowly walk towards him, a slender ghostly light surrounded him, like a cold silk thread.

Looking at the thin sword, Mo Ling kept looking for the flaws in the black shadow:

"The speed of the thin sword is very fast, and the power is very strong, if it is a sneak attack, it is difficult to prevent it, but this Xianghu sect disciple has lost his mind, and will only rely on brute force to continuously launch strong attacks, and the interval will naturally be very long, as long as I can ensure that I am not hit continuously, then I can rely on the gap time to attack the other party. ”

Mo Ling was on guard, preparing for the next attack of the black shadow, and at the same time, his eyes kept looking at the condition of the black shadow's body, he didn't believe that the black shadow had just been hit by so many needles from himself, and there would be no damage at all.

The black shadow passed by a light cluster from time to time, and the faint light gave Mo Ling a chance to check on his opponent, although the black shadow did not look the same as when he appeared, his body had long been drowned in blood.

"The attack just now was effective, but how could he still maintain such a strong combat power?"

Mo Ling was very puzzled, and at the same time, he began to slowly pace under his feet, maintaining his speed to prevent himself from slowing down, the black shadow walked for a while, and suddenly his body suddenly leaned back, as if he had pulled down the extreme curved bow, and then was released.

The extreme rebound of the body drove the thin sword beside him to shoot out like a cannonball, and the huge force brought up all the underground skeletons, which were blown in all directions by the air waves.

Mo Ling's eyes froze, although he had already prepared, but the thin sword with the whistling sword that broke through the air still made his pupils shrink suddenly, and Mo Ling also moved.

Not to the left or right, but straight forward, his speed was extremely fast, as if he had also turned into a cannonball, and the powerful momentum stirred up the white bone dust in the sky.

Rumble!!!

The impact occurred violently, a huge explosion mixed with the crisp sound of gold and iron colliding, but this time, Mo Ling did not fly backwards again, but suddenly rotated at high speed, if someone looked fast enough, then he must be able to see that in just a short moment, Mo Ling replaced the impact point with a flying sword that he stretched out.

The unequal force made the two forces change magically, and the two forces instantly formed a vortex in the middle, and the vortex continued to rotate at high speed, fusing two powerful forces, and the center of the vortex was Mo Ling.

"I don't know, can you withstand my whirlwind blow!!"

Mo Ling gritted his teeth, clenched the ghost killing in his hand, blessed all the power he could control, and the rapid rotation fused the power of the black shadow together, the black shadow obviously did not expect this kind of change, standing in place a little stunned, and then... Streamer split!

Nothing can withstand the huge power, and neither can the black shadow, Mo Ling is like a swordsman who kills, holding a sword in his hand, volatilizing all his strength in an instant, and then standing with a sword, behind him is a black shadow in the same place, time passes minute by minute, the short silence can't change the outcome of the duel, a narrow light through the black shadow's body.

A black shadow, split in half.

The thin sword in the distance had no owner, and fell directly to the ground, Mo Ling walked over and picked it up, and didn't pay too much attention to it, and threw it directly into the Fengshenlu, and then began to grope on the black shadow, the black shadow was obviously abandoned in a hurry, not only some dry food and silver taels on his body, but also a lot of talismans and magic weapons picked up along the way, these magic weapons Mo Ling didn't look at it and took it directly, continued to explore, and sure enough, he found what he wanted in his chest.

There's a book on my chest!

A book that can introduce the story of the Xianghu Sect or the entire Xianmen in detail, although Mo Ling has been in this world for a long time, he has too little understanding of the entire Xianmen, if he hadn't seen the huge picture scroll at the entrance of the Dragon Tomb, he didn't even know that the Xianmen had such a glorious era, so now he has become extremely curious about the Xianmen.

He didn't even bother with the formation platform, and hurriedly looked to the side, although the general background was not introduced, but the book still introduced the general cultivation level of the Xianmen monks in great detail, and the Xianmen level was much more refined than Mo Ling imagined.

Scattered immortals, earth immortals, heavenly immortals, true immortals, and feathering.

The immortal sect divides its cultivation body into five levels, the scattered immortal is the lowest level of monks, and it is also the largest number of monks, on which is the earth immortal, this kind of monk has its own golden pill compared to the scattered immortal, and then the heavenly immortal is the condensed yuan infant, and finally the true immortal is the achievement of the golden body of the original god.

The book introduces the ability of the first few stages in detail, but does not introduce feathering, only slightly mentioning that it is the final test of the Yang monk's physical body becoming a god, and every monk who can be feathered is a peerless power that comes out once in thousands of years, but throughout the ages, except for the mythological period and the rare one or two, the subsequent imperial era, the feathered monk was completely cut off, and no longer appeared between heaven and earth.

It's not that they ascend or go to other worlds, but as the book says, completely cut off and never appear again!

The reason was not mentioned in the book, but Mo Ling naturally thought of the golden sun in the dragon tomb scroll, and looked at the precautions for some monks to practice after the book, so he no longer wasted time, but stood up directly and walked to the altar, preparing to leave here.

The altar was completely exposed in front of Mo Ling's eyes without guards, and after a few steps, he did not immediately swing his sword to destroy it, but looked back and forth.

The altar is made of a boulder, and there is no foundation connection underneath, it looks like a simple whole, Mo Ling didn't know what he was thinking, he kept looking back and forth for a long time, and then raised his head to look at the colorful lotus above his head, and suddenly whispered:

"There's only one altar here, and it's not very large, I don't know... Can I take him?"

If Mo Ling's thoughts were known by others, he would definitely scold his wishful thinking, but Mo Ling has the Fengshen Record, and even Mo Ling himself can't tell the power of the Fengshen Record, so how can he know if he doesn't try?

Flipping through the sealed god record, Mo Ling still exerted his divine power on the altar.