Chapter Seventy-Nine: A wave of unsettled waves rises again
"The girl is really good."
A deep and murderous voice came out from the jungle behind him, and he didn't need to turn his head to know that it was the founding father of Tuoba Ding's peerless country.
"Take your son and go quickly, educate and educate well, the filial son is reluctant to fight under the stick, it doesn't look like a general's house."
With just one kick, he kicked Tuoba Jun and flew towards Tuoba Ding.
Tuoba Ding's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't plan to go directly.
Although the person in front of him did not hurt his son, the previous incident also ruthlessly hurt the face of their Tuoba family, and he had to wait for this woman who didn't know the sky and the earth to ask him for help.
What he didn't know was that his wish would not only be disappointed, but also lose money.
"Venerable Bai Mo really has no spiritual power!"
A man with a large black gold carved bow walked out of the darkness with a smile on his face.
Looking at the big knife in Bai Mo's hand, he sneered, and his words were full of mockery, "I can't even take out the natal sword!" β
"I don't know you, but tell me what you want."
Stroking the rusty knife in his hand, Bai Mo asked casually.
This knife has slashed and killed a lot of xenomorphic zombies or something, and the murderous aura on it has been compared to many spiritual treasures, but the people of this world don't pay attention to any murderous energy, so they only think that this big knife is an ordinary weapon.
"Tianshu chessboard! Presumably, the current White Ink Venerable is useless, so it is better to give up his life in exchange. What do you think? β
After that, more than a dozen monks who had cultivated no less than a primordial infant appeared in the jungle, and each of them had a fierce light in their eyes, as if they were just waiting for Bai Mo to rush forward and tear her apart.
Seeing this battle, Lingqu hurriedly released a signal flare and asked for reinforcements.
And Tuoba Ding also saw that the momentum was not right, and it was too late to prepare to retreat.
"This is the chessboard." Bai Mo had an extra palm-sized chessboard in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him and smiled.
"That's right, as long as you hand over the chessboard, the Venerable will be safe and sound." At the first moment he saw the chessboard, the greed in the man's eyes was undisguised.
"But... No one tells you what I have for nothing, but I don't want something that no one else can rob? As soon as these words came out, a strong murderous aura turned into substance, freezing all the surrounding trees inch by inch.
The greed in the eyes of the man in front of him had not yet receded, and he was directly replaced by panic.
"You don't have spiritual power, you lose !!"
Seeing that the cold ice was getting closer and closer to him, he watched the chessboard heart swing and the big bow in his hand was instantly full, "Suffer death!" β
Now this effect is something that Bai Mo didn't expect, but when I think of 001, I also know it when it comes to ***, it turns out that this is what it means.
Rationalize what doesn't belong in this world, and then his fiancΓ©e won't return to the factory.
The originally fierce arrow slowed down at a distance of less than a foot from Bai Mo, and was finally frozen directly in mid-air, not close to half a minute.
"Don't you make a move, waiting for all of them to die here?" The man roared behind him as he mounted five sharp arrows into his large bow.
But these arrows were undoubtedly all fixed in the same position.
Of the monks who came together, some chose to wait and see, some chose to leave, but there were also those who were not afraid of death who chose to join the battle.
"Let's go now, and I'm not to blame for the past." Bai Mo put the big knife in his hand to his shoulder, and the mockery in his eyes was obvious, "If you are stubborn, you will not be forgiven." β
Several figures had already turned away as the words fell.
"Tianshu Pavilion has never made a mistake, and now Bai Mo is just the end of a strong crossbow, and he can definitely take it together! What are you guys running! The man in the lead shot more than a dozen arrows in a row.
Bai Mo chuckled, "It seems that the Heavenly Pivot Pavilion lacks discipline." β
As soon as the chessboard in his hand lit up, a few sunspots were born and went towards the monks who were about to join the battle, and in just a few seconds the monks stopped moving, like puppets that had lost their strings, and collapsed to the ground with weak limbs.
"You!"
Before the man could say anything, he saw Kuroko coming towards him.
"The information of the Heavenly Shuge is correct, but even if I lose all my spiritual power, you will not be able to take me. Why don't you tell me who gave you the leopard gall. β
"Dreaming!"
Before the words fell, the man's mouth said uncontrollably: "Phoenix Quan Daoist." β
Bai Mo raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's good." β
For this chessboard that forcibly binds himself, Bai Mo originally didn't like it, after all, it was useless, but after the spiritual power was blocked, the chessboard could be used.
This mechanism can explain why a place like the Face Wanjin Building, which specializes in treasure appreciation, has not been able to study it.
It's a blessing in disguise.
"Useless waste!"
The low and hoarse voice with a cold aura pressed over the jungle in all directions, and several monks with low cultivation were directly pressed and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the sunspots that had just been in the middle and lower were all out of their bodies and returned to the chessboard.
And the man who took the lead directly exploded and died.
It was as if he were venting his anger.
"Little doll still don't want to be strong, you are just the end of the crossbow now, your precious master and uncle are now in the Changbai faction, no one can save you."
The sound was still there, but it never came.
It's as if the voices don't have a master, they're just teleported.
However, Bai Mo didn't care at all, his thin lips rose slightly, "Positioning." β
The last time I used this skill, I sent the small system back to the factory, but now I don't care about it at all with the help of 001.
"Little Doll or ......"
The old man hiding in the shadows was directly startled by the oncoming big knife, how did she know that he was hiding here.
After such a trick, he was not annoyed at all, and stretched out his withered hand to pinch the big knife, but the big knife was not shattered as he imagined.
Instead, he cut off his hand and flew away.
The severe pain spread throughout the body, and the suppressed cry of pain reached Bai Mo's ears.
"I forgot to tell you, I'm immune to all force."
In the end, the old man has also practiced for many years, and he quickly reacted, and when he was ready to know the current affairs for Junjie's thirty-six plans, and when he went to the top plan, Bai Zi had already arrived in front of him.
Walking on the streets full of mud and pain, Xie Qianhe frowned, and the prosperous Wushuang Country actually had such a place full of disease, poverty and death, and all their clues pointed to such a place surrounded by pain.
Compared with Xie Qianhe's discomfort, Ji Luo's performance was much more natural, as if he was used to it.
In such an environment, there are two people who are neatly dressed and look like they have a great temperament, if nothing else, at least some people will come forward and want to seize some opportunities to ask for pain.
But the people here sat against the wall of the street in the mud as if they had not seen them at all, and looked up at the sky.
There are even people who hug their relatives who have died and are starting to stink, whispering something as if their relatives are still around.
"Did you find out?"