Chapter Seventy-Nine: Ming Ghost

It turned out that the sky was full of black fog, and at this moment, it was all converging towards the place where Chen Mo was standing.

The self-explosion of the unjust soul triggered by the Soul Exterminator Palm was abruptly interrupted.

As the black room was absorbed, the white clouds in the sky that were blackened by the black fog were also cleared, and in a short moment, the entire world returned to its original appearance.

Yu Song's eyes showed a look of disbelief, and Zhang He and Wu Jun beside him also changed their expressions, and the three of them stared intently in the direction where Chen Mo was.

A moment later, the black mist completely dissipated, and the huge black palm prints seemed to have been removed from color at this time, and now they could only be faintly seen, and a pair of transparent and invisible palm prints were fixed in the air.

Yu Song violently spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his eyes were already bloodshot.

I heard him cry out in a lost voice: "Why is the soul that I have accumulated for many years not under my control? Who are you? ”

The black room dispersed, revealing Chen Mo's figure.

I saw that he was standing suspended in the air at this time, and the roof of the ancestral temple under his feet had been shattered by the sound waves from the palm prints, and turned into ruins.

And the palm print was hovering in front of him at this time, and Yu Song on the ground was unwilling and couldn't believe it.

The more than 10,000 unjust souls that he spent half his life refining were out of his control in a moment.

But Chen Mo in front of him didn't seem to even raise his hand, the cloth on his body was spotless, and there was not even the slightest wrinkle at the corners of his clothes.

Wu Jun's observation was very keen, his gaze swept to the long sword behind Chen Mo, and he was shocked to find that the long sword had been unsheathed at some point, but it was still hanging horizontally behind Chen Mo's waist.

At this time, Chen Mo finally spoke, only to hear him say lightly: "Frog at the bottom of the well, there are no wonders in this world, it's just a magic Dao technique that can't be put on the table, do you really think you are invincible in the world?" ”

Then a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his sharp gaze locked on Zhang He and Yu Song below.

"Unscrupulous means to achieve the end, unprovoked murder. Calculating people's hearts? Do you really think you're God?

As soon as the words fell, Yu Song's whole body suddenly surged with true qi, as if there was a flame burning around him, he reversed his true qi, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and the true qi enveloped the essence blood, and in an instant, he flew in front of the white handprint in front of Chen Mo's eyes.

The essence blood had just come into contact with the white handprint, and the two had undergone an astonishing change.

The unjust souls that had been disarmed by Chen Mo were once again screaming in pain in the palm prints at this time, and it was vaguely visible that they were eroded by Yu Song's essence blood at this time, and one by one they gave birth to terrible fangs, and their eyes were full of scarlet, looking like madness.

Yu Song's aura instantly withered after squirting out essence blood, and his strength actually dropped a step in life, and now he only has the cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining.

He watched as his essence blood successfully turned the unjust soul into a terrible ghost.

Only then did he completely put his mind at ease, sat down on the ground and laughed sharply: "Boom! Ten thousand ghosts and crazy demons, even the masters of the foundation building period can't resist it, don't you want to temper them? I will let their souls fly away, and they will never be able to live again! ”

Chen Mo looked at the unjust souls in front of him who had been transformed into powerful ghosts, and a look of pity flashed in his eyes, and he heard Yu Song say that he would let these unjust souls never be reborn.

In an instant, an astonishing murderous aura erupted around Chen Mo's body.

I don't know when, within the three zhang range where he stood, at this time, thousands of ink-colored sword qi were stirring, shuttling back and forth, as if the air had been cut through by the fierce sword qi, and a low sonic boom sound was heard.

Yu Song's pupils shrank sharply after seeing the ink-colored sword qi, and then looked at the long sword behind Chen Mo's waist, as if he remembered something.

Then he moved his gaze down with difficulty, and the last glimmer of hope was also broken, barefoot and shoeless, the Mo family swordsman!

However, Yu Song quickly calmed down again, even if it is the legendary Mo family swordsman, it is not easy to take over the soul destroying palm that he has sublimated, even if he is not defeated, he still has the transfer charm in his hand, and it is not a problem to escape.

So his heart was crossed, no matter what kind of Mo swordsman he was, Confucian gentleman, since he had met, then let's see whose means are high and whose life is great!

The white palm prints in the air turned into a pair of blood-red hands in an instant, and the ghost hissed, and after the palm prints were blessed by power, they also broke through Chen Mo's previous imprisonment, and they were about to be printed on Chen Mo's body.

Chen Mo could only sigh lightly when he saw this scene, to everyone's surprise, he actually put away the long sword behind his waist at this time.

Then I saw him stretch out his hands, and the ink-colored sword light violently moved forward against the palm print, and then the sword light entered the palm print, but did not kill the powerful ghost in it.

The ink-colored sword qi was extremely sharp, but it did not kill the ghosts, but like thousands of ropes, it passed through the bodies of the ghosts, and firmly tied them into a pile.

The sword qi slammed and closed, and in an instant, more than 10,000 powerful ghosts were tied up into a pile, like a string of dense sugar gourds.

The people who were immediately present heard Chen Mo shout softly: "Ming ghost! ”

As soon as the two words fell, I saw that the shape of the ink-colored sword rope that bound the powerful ghost changed, and in the hazy light, it turned into a circle, like a portal.

The ghosts strung on the rope were sucked into the ring one after another, and the original power of the Soul Destroying Palm was built by relying on the powerful ghosts, and now that the origin dissipated, the Soul Destroying Palm naturally dissipated with it.

In a moment's effort, the huge palm print completely dissipated, if it weren't for the barren scene of the four fields, I'm afraid no one would believe that the fierce and powerful Soul Exterminating Palm had ever appeared.

Yu Song, who was sitting on the ground, turned pale, and his cultivation fell a step again, and now he only has the cultivation of the eighth layer of qi refining.

He knew that he was not Chen Mo's opponent, and the transfer talisman that had already been prepared in the hands of the three of them emitted a faint aura at this time, and they were about to flee away.

Suddenly, the light on the spirit rune dissipated, and a wisp of sword qi pierced the spirit rune in the hands of the three people at some point.

The three people on the ground were shocked, and they all reached into their arms, wanting to take out the transfer talisman again, but they didn't know when the sword qi had gathered around them.

They had to stop their movements in a daze, and these ink-colored sword qi as thin as gossamers were incomparably sharp.

As they wandered around them, the three of them felt a shadow of death looming over them, so they didn't dare to make the slightest movement now.

Chen Mo's figure flashed, and he came to the side of the three of them, standing quietly, as if thinking about what to do with them.

Yu Song's mind was spinning, and he turned to kneel directly.

knelt down in front of Chen Mo and kowtowed like pounding garlic, and begged: "The old man doesn't know the identity of Moxia, he bumped into his predecessors for a while, and he still looks at his predecessors Haihan, just treat it as a fart, spare us!" ”

Yu Song, as the commander of the dignified internal guard, was shameless in such a situation, and he kowtowed to the opponent and begged for mercy, which really shocked everyone present.

Only Chen Mo's eyes were still as plain as water, and in the face of Yu Song's kowtow and begging for mercy, he didn't seem to hear it.

Zhang He is also a character who is used to seeing the wind and rudder, otherwise he would not be alive now, after Yu Song kowtowed and begged for mercy, he also hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chen Mo to beg for mercy.

Only Wu Jun in black, although his face was pale, he still stood straight, there was fear in his eyes, but there was also a trace of calmness.

Chen Mo cast a curious look at Wu Jun and asked curiously, "Don't you beg for mercy?" ”