Chapter 268: Qingyue Fan Ming Crocodile

The huge crocodile opened its bloody mouth and devoured Zhao Mo and Xiao Ke. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhao Mo instinctively wanted to resist, but found that Xiao Ke on the side was looking at the huge crocodile with a calm face.

Just as this crocodile approached the Mingjie around Xiao Ke, the crocodile suddenly disappeared, and its mouth appeared from the other end of the Mingjie, and the crocodile actually passed through the Mingjie.

It is rumored that this world does not exist in the Ming Realm, and now Zhao Mo knows the meaning of this sentence.

Any real attack may not touch the Inscription at all.

"What kind of beast is this?"

Zhao Mo asked, such a big beast, it's not that Zhao Mo has never seen it, it's just that he has only second-order strength but has grown so big, but he has never seen it.

"Qingyue Fan Ming crocodile!"

Xiao Ke seemed to remember something, and his face was emotional.

"You know it?"

Zhao Mo asked curiously.

"I seem to know this Qingyue Fan Ming crocodile in my memory, I don't remember!"

Xiao Ke shook his head when he said this.

Zhao Mo didn't ask much, this Xiao Ke's identity was obviously a palace nobleman in the black prison back then, but for some reason, her parents left him in this inscription.

At this moment, Zhao Mo only felt that the powerful power in his body was passing quickly at this moment.

Zhao Mo knew that the essence that Xiao Ke had left in his body was about to disappear, and the effect of the martial arts element shattering was about to arrive.

A sense of powerlessness filled Zhao Mo's body.

Just when Zhao Mo was crumbling, a small hand pressed on his shoulder, and a soft essence quickly poured into his body, calming the rapidly dissipating essence in his body.

"This martial art belongs to Ning Yuan!"

Xiao Kemo said expressionlessly, as if he was a different person at this moment.

"That's right, this martial art can only be cultivated and performed by Ning Yuan's martial artists!"

Zhao Mo didn't deny it, after all, the little girl in front of him was not something that an ordinary martial artist could easily fool.

"In that case, how did you do it?"

Xiao Ke asked.

Indeed, in the eyes of any martial artist, Zhao Mo is just a mid-innate stage, even if he has obtained a powerful essence element, so that his cultivation has been promoted to Ning Yuan in a short period of time, but martial arts are not something that can be used if he knows it.

Martial arts need to be cultivated, practiced, and used to by martial artists in order to exert their most powerful power.

But the first time Zhao Mo broke through to Ning Yuan, he was already able to use Ning Yuan's martial arts, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

"I said that I once reached Ning Yuan, do you believe it?"

Zhao Mo shrugged.

When Xiao Ke heard this, he looked Zhao Mo up and down, a little puzzled, but quickly thought of something and said, "You took away this body?"

Zhao Mo thought about it, in fact, it was almost the same, but he took away his former self.

Zhao Mo shrugged his shoulders and did not answer.

Xiao Ke didn't say more, if it was a seizure, it would make sense.

The expressionless expression on Xiao Ke's face disappeared and was replaced by a somewhat confused expression.

"Where are we going?"

Xiao Ke asked curiously.

Zhao Mo glanced at Xiao Ke deeply, and he clearly felt the indifference on Xiao Ke's body just now.

"Let's go up first!"

Xiao Ke snorted and walked upward.

"However, there are still some bad guys on Xiao Ke, can you hide by yourself first?"

Zhao Mo muttered to himself.

"Bad guys, do you want me to kill them all?"

Xiao Ke's eyes flashed with a eager expression.

"No way!"

Zhao Mo was speechless, how strong Xiao Ke's strength was, he couldn't feel it with Zhao Mo's cultivation, but it was obviously much stronger than Ning Yuan.

Xiao Ke couldn't help but pout when he heard Zhao Mo say no.

Zhao Mo couldn't cry or laugh, he thought that he was also a cold-blooded person, but when he saw this little girl like this, he couldn't harden his heart.

"They'll fight on their own, wouldn't it be better for us to watch from the side?"

Zhao Mo touched Xiao Ke's head and said.

"That sounds like a lot of fun!"

Xiao Ke blinked and said.

"It must be interesting!"

Zhao Mo said affirmatively.

"But it's a pity that you can only hide aside, in case these bad guys find out, you won't be able to watch these good shows!"

"See, they can't see me!"

Xiao Ke said as a matter of course.

"But there must be a flow of essence in your Ming Realm, I'm afraid some martial artists will still find out!"

Zhao Mo was puzzled.

"What kind of tools do you have?"

Xiao Ke looked at Zhao Mo and said.

Zhao Mo didn't ask, and directly took out the Zimu Lianjian and said, "This is a yuan weapon that I refined!"

"Not bad, not bad, and there are two short swords to separate!"

Xiao Ke nodded with satisfaction and said.

"I'm attached to one of the daggers!"

"You can still attach to the element?"

"Haven't you heard of the machine spirit?"

Xiao Ke said lightly.

Zhao Mo sighed, and then said: "Aren't all machine spirits the souls of underworld beasts, how can it be possible to use human souls!"

"Who told you that I was human!"

Xiao Ke blinked and looked at Zhao Mo.

"You ......"

Zhao Mo looked Xiao Ke up and down.

The Beast Transforms.

It is not incomprehensible for a dark beast to become a human, as long as it reaches a certain level of cultivation, a dark beast will transform into a human body.

The human body is the most conducive form for cultivation between heaven and earth, although the body of the underworld beast is powerful, it is not conducive to cultivation, so it may take thousands of years for a dark beast to advance to the first level, but it only takes a few decades or even less for a human being.

But how could Xiao Ke be a dark beast.

And although Zhao Mo couldn't feel how much Xiao Ke's cultivation was, he also knew that Xiao Ke's cultivation had definitely not reached the level of a spirit beast transformation!

......

At the edge of the lake, both the Fang family and the Tang family looked at the calm lake.

The two men who were waiting to enter the water surfaced.

But time passed slowly, and neither of them appeared.

"Mr. Mo shouldn't have any accidents in the lake!"

A Tang family martial artist asked.

"Then who knows, if there are any powerful beasts in this lake, maybe they can't be said!"

Tang Yiping said slowly.

At this moment, there was a loud bang on the surface of the water, and a figure emerged from the water.

All the martial artists of the Fang family and the Tang family looked over.

As the figure got closer and closer, everyone finally saw what the figure looked like.

I saw that it was Zhao Mo with a long sword on his back.

"It's Mr. Mo!"

The martial artist of the Tang family said cheerfully.

However, the martial artist of the Fang family had a solemn face, especially the old man Fang frowned, looked at the lake, and said slowly at this time: "Why hasn't this Xiao Gao come out yet! Isn't his strength as good as this kid?"

"Let's wait, master, this kid may not be able to find out what's in the lake!"

The Tang family warriors couldn't help but look over, only to see that the Tang family warriors were all surrounding Zhao Mo.

"What!"

"Mr. Mo said that there is a clear moon Fan Ming crocodile in the water?"

The other Tang family martial artists were still puzzled, but Tang Jinyuan had already opened his mouth in shock.