dreamland

At this time, Lin Mo felt that the prohibition on his body was a little more domineering, if he hadn't cultivated the Ming Wang Jue, I am afraid that his body would not be able to bear it at all. It's still a lot worse than the Golden Magnetic Spirit Wood.

As soon as his mind moved, the golden sword light entangled, and the forbidden nails on his body were quickly cut off with a bang. Immediately, his whole body was enveloped in a cloud of golden light, and then it slowly rose.

Lin Mo glanced around, pouring spiritual power into his eyes, his eyes flashing with blue light. Lin Mo's illusion was white, everyone else had disappeared, and Lin Mo was the only one in this situation.

At this time, there were large snowflakes in the sky, and the snowflakes were falling down, Lin Mo reached out to take it, only to feel cold, but the snowflakes did not melt.

Lin Mo looked at it for a week, and finally fixed his eyes in one place. In an instant, more than a dozen rays of light flashed, fleeting. But Lin Mo also saw clearly that it was a flying sword of several inches in size. Silently flew in his direction.

"Ding" Lin Mo didn't have too much, but with a wave of his hand, a golden sword light flew out of his cuffs, directly breaking through those few essence lights.

Then he heard an exclamation, it was still a woman's voice, but Lin Mo didn't have to think about it to know that it was Bai Mengxin.

At this time, Bai Mengxin saw in the cave that Lin Mo in the illusion realm broke his flying sword at once, it was a surprise, he knew that Lin Mo's power was very strong, but he didn't expect that the power in the illusion was still so strong.

Lin Mo looked at the dozen or so flying swords and shook them, and they disappeared in the wind and snow. He raised his eyebrows, and wanted to pinch it with both hands, but suddenly the golden light around his body trembled, and more than a dozen golden swords flew out of the sleeve robe.

There was a rumbling crash, and I saw that the dozen or so crystal flying swords that had disappeared were cut off by the golden sword that Lin Mo struck out.

Then the Jingguang Flying Sword and the Golden Flying Sword buzzed loudly at the same time, and the two colors of spiritual light were intertwined, and the battle was endless. Seeing this, Lin Mo's lips moved slightly, and a strange spell suddenly came out.

Eh~ A muffled snort came from the huge wind and snow, although it was impossible to determine the specific location, but it could determine a general direction. I saw another cloud of white light suddenly burst out dozens of feet away.

It turned out to be a woman in white clothes, but at this time the woman was very painful, holding her head with her hands, and her face was full of unbearable pain.

It's not who Bai Mengxin is.

Bai Mengxin didn't know that there was actually a Yuan Ying who had already been stopped by the illusion or used the secret technique of losing the spirit stab. Bai Mengxin suddenly felt as if she had underestimated this person named Lin Mo.

It was not only Bai Mengxin who underestimated Lin Mo, but also the middle-aged monk in green shirt who didn't expect it. It's just that when he realizes it, it's too late, and of course these are not far away.

At this time, Bai Mengxin was injured by the secret technique, his mind was confused, and the aura of the Essence Flying Sword, which was entangled with the golden flying sword, suddenly became dim, and his power dropped a lot.

Seeing this, Lin Mo quickly recited the sword trick with his lips, urging more than a dozen green bamboo bee cloud swords, and saw that the sword body was golden and prosperous, surrounded by more than a dozen Jingguang flying swords, the ice sword seemed to have no spirit, and then slashed hard at the sword body, and the sound of "click" came and went, and half of the dozen or so ice swords were cut off by the golden flying sword.

Bai Mengxin urged the spiritual power to suppress the secret technique, and as soon as Shen Nian felt that his natal sword was destroyed, and he could also feel the unwilling hobby of Natal Nian, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and then his head was stinging, and Shen Nian seemed to be unable to suppress it, and spit out a few mouthfuls of bright red essence blood with a puff twice.

At this time, Bai Mengxin didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly recited the sword duel silently, and the remaining ice swords seemed to feel it, and they flew back in the direction of Bai Mengxin, warning that Bai Mengxin had been recalled.

At this time, he didn't dare to think about it, and his only thought was that he couldn't let his remaining natal sword be destroyed.

It's just that who is Lin Mo, since he has already made a move, how can he easily let Bai Mengxin recall the natal ice sword that killed him, what do you think.

Lin Mo sneered, and pointed at the Qingzhu Bee Cloud Sword, and saw that there were several golden flying swords chasing after the remaining ice swords, and the remaining golden flying swords flashed a few times and then detoured in the other direction of the remaining ice swords, and there was a front and back attack, followed by the sound of buzzing flying swords vibrating, and the ice swords were encircled in it.

At this time, Bai Mengxin realized that this Lin Mo wanted to wipe out his remaining natal ice sword, and from Lin Mo's point of view, he shouted at Lin Mo from top to bottom, "You dare!" ”

Lin Mo looked at the hysterical sound coming from the top of his head, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he sneered, although he couldn't see Bai Mengxin, but he also looked at the direction of the sound, and with a snap of his fingers, those flying swords were even better, and the remaining ice swords surrounded and shrank rapidly.

After a while, the golden ball of light dispersed, and some white ice flakes floated down in the middle. He crushed all the remaining flying swords.

Seeing this, Bai Mengxin was so angry that he trembled, his eyes were red, his hands were pinched, he recited a mantra in his mouth, and slapped the storage bag on his waist twice, and with a whoosh, two streamers flew out of the storage bag, and came out of the base color above.

Lin Mo looked at the sky full of snowflakes, heard the sound of rushing to the sky, and then saw two ink Jiao with teeth and claws seven or eight feet long, fierce and fierce Lin Mo attacking.

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Jiao, not in a hurry, as if he had expected that there would be a back hand, he just chanted a mantra in his mouth, urging the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, and gently raised his other hand in the air.

I saw that the scroll with basically glowing red light flew out of Lin Mo's cuffs and was stirred out, and the scroll naturally opened in mid-air, making a clear sound, and saw hundreds of gold and silver ancient texts flying out of the open scroll, and those ancient texts flew wildly with the wind and snow, flashing like fireflies and wanting to go away with the two ink dragons.

The two penetrating ink Jiao didn't put those flickering runes in their eyes, as if they could still feel the disdainful humming in their nostrils, and unceremoniously spewed out black light at those runes, not giving those flickering runes any respite, and plunged into the ancient texts.

And those flickering ancient characters, after touching the two ends of the ink Jiao, like water droplets like a hot oil pot, crackled and exploded. Not only did he shatter the black glow of the protective body on Mo Jiao's body, but he also hit the two Mo Jiao several times one after another.

Bai Mengxin never thought that the ancient texts in a mediocre book were so powerful, and these gold and silver obituaries were surprisingly powerful.

The two ends of the ink glue didn't seem to expect that they would be blown up so much, as if the body had been stripped of a layer of skin, and some of them couldn't withstand the heavy blows.

It's just that at this time, the two Mo Jiao received heavy blows, and they were indeed unwilling, since they became Mo Jiao, He had been treated like this, and with a low roar, they turned into two black short blades.

Seeing this, Lin Mo was stunned, he didn't expect that the primordial gods of these two ink Jiao were actually black short blades, and the short blades could cultivate divine consciousness, which showed that they also had great power.

I was even more happy in my heart, so I injected thirty percent of the mana into the scroll. The red scroll shook suddenly, and more ancient texts poured out of the book, covering a large space overhead, and then shot away.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk in the green shirt in the cave had a gloomy face, and then a black light flashed, surrounded by many ancient texts, and he came out without saying a word.

Immediately, he slapped at those golden ancient texts, and a small cyan chess piece flew out from the cuffs, a few inches in size, and those green flags were flowing with ancient texts, and the small cyan flags were blown by the wind, and then I saw that the middle-aged monk in the green shirt who was still here just now had disappeared.

And Gu Wen, who was a step late, was surrounded by small cyan flags and couldn't see the golden streamer, Lin Mo was slightly stunned when he saw this, and then sneered. But he also knew that the middle-aged monk in the green shirt was afraid that he wanted to save Bai Mengxin.

At this time, Bai Mengxin took advantage of the rescue of the middle-aged monk in the green shirt to summon a mirror that would not be white and flawless. The white mirror was aimed at Lin Mo's golden flying sword, pouring spiritual power into the white mirror, and I saw the white mirror flicker slightly, and then I saw a milky white pillar of light eject out from the mirror surface.

The pillars of light shone on those green bamboo bee cloud swords, and I saw that a layer of cold ice instantly appeared on the sword body, and it was directly turned into an ice lump in midair.

The last few remaining ice swords took advantage of this kung fu and escaped back into Bai Mengxin's hands.

Seeing this, Lin Mo snorted coldly, his eyes turned around, and his body instantly clicked a few points in the distance, seemingly casually, and then the golden sword made a thunderous sound.

A slender arc of electricity appeared on the sword, and the ice on the golden flying sword shattered inch by inch under the power of the evil god thunder, and after a click, I saw that the golden flying sword instantly regained its freedom.

Bai Mengxin saw that the golden flying sword had regained his freedom one after another, his expression changed greatly, and the milky white mirror in his hand turned in the direction and aimed directly at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo didn't seem to feel it, he just shook his back, and heard a rumbling sound from his back, and then saw a pair of silver wings on his back show, just spread it, and the silver light disappeared in a flash.

Bai Mengxin looked at Lin Mo who suddenly disappeared in the illusion and was directly stunned, and before he could react, he saw a gust of wind suddenly flying next to Bai Mengxin.

Just when Bai Mengxin sensed the danger, Bai Mengxin had already suddenly reached out of an arm from the wind and pulled it into it, and then the gust of wind dissipated, but Bai Mengxin, who was still standing here just now, also disappeared, and there was no trace of anyone here.

Then I saw Lin Mo standing in Bai Mengxin's original position, looking at the empty void, his face was full of evil, the blue light in his pupils swept down, and he raised his backhand indifferently, and a black light flew out of his sleeve, and disappeared in a flash.

And in the void dozens of zhang away, black light flickered, followed by a low snort, and a cyan figure staggered out, it was the middle-aged monk in green shirt. At this time, the middle-aged monk in the green shirt was missing an arm, and the broken arm was bleeding nonstop.

It only flickered for a moment, then disappeared in place again. appeared in front of Lin Mo in an instant. A short blade several inches long flashed with black light, and it was the magic marrow blade of the humanoid puppet.

Lin Mo looked at one place in the wind and snow, and then looked at another, as if he was looking for something.

The middle-aged monk in the green shirt in the cave was hurriedly pressing the severed arm to the wound, and then pasted a few charms, and the white rune light flowed for a while, and he saw that the broken arm was actually connected like this, as if he had not been injured.

After connecting the broken arm, the middle-aged monk in the green shirt began to think about the same problem as Bai Mengxin. This Lin kid actually has so many spiritual treasures, it seems that Senior Sister Meng Yao is not exaggerating, and she can hurt herself like this in the illusion.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, are you okay?" Bai Mengxin looked at the middle-aged monk in green shirt at this time, after all, it was for his natal ice sword.

The middle-aged monk in the green shirt just exhaled a breath of turbidity, turned his head to look at Bai Mengxin, and saw Bai Mengxin's face.

Originally, this arm should not have been borne by himself, but if it wasn't himself, it must be Senior Sister Bai, and he turned his head and said to Bai Mengxin, "It's okay, it's just your natal ice sword... ”

"Although I didn't take all of them back, I still took back a few, thank you, senior brother." Bai Mengxin said, her psychology is still a little painful, although the Xuanbing Sword has been withdrawn, but now she is unable to respond to the enemy.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, this Senior Brother Han Li's prohibition doesn't seem to have any effect on Monk Lin, and he seems to be able to perceive the outside world in the illusion. If you look at his appearance in the illusion, he has the magic power to see through the illusion. Bai Mengxin frowned and said.

"Yes, although we use the power of prohibition to hide our whereabouts, you look at him, it seems that he will soon be able to break the mirror." The middle-aged monk in the green shirt said with a pale face.

"I just saw it all. The other party is indeed not weak, if it is not involved in the Void Heaven Ding, Xiao Jigong really shouldn't be his enemy. But since you do it, there is no reason to retreat. ”

At this time, Han Li's face was calm, but the blue light of his eyes and his dazzling words said, "I have already dissolved the last trace of heaven and earth vitality. Now, I'm almost ready for your help. I'll take care of the rest. ”

The middle-aged monk in the green shirt still felt that it was inappropriate, and his psychology had already said, "At this time, we will not be able to open the Xuanyu Cave again in the next thousand years." ”

Bai Mengxin also felt that something was wrong on her face, but she didn't say anything, but looked at Master Han Li.

"Do you have any other options? If you don't open the Xuanyu Cold Qi in the Xuanyu Cave, do you have any other spiritual treasures that can suppress him? Lin Daoyou himself is proficient in the way of the magic circle. This Lin Daoyou also has a Lingbao body, in addition to having the Void Heaven Ding, there is also a fan to stop the Lingbao, who can I deal with. Master Han Li opened his eyes and looked at the two of them and said.

Bai Mengxin and the middle-aged monk in green shirts just glanced at each other and didn't speak, and they didn't have any ideas at this time.

Then, I heard Master Han Li look at Lin Mo in the illusion in the distance and said calmly, "You can only use the cold power of the entire Xuanyu Cave. ”

(End of chapter)