At this time, Xiao He suddenly realized that he also knew the identity of the ink evil medicine man, but after thinking about it, he began to be confused again, what kind of ghost is Zu Linggen?

If Mo Rulong has an ancestral spiritual root, why would Mo Rulong be so lazy, then if the ink evil has an ancestral spiritual root, why would he be expelled from the Mo family and still wanted?

Zhou Die saw Xiao He's appearance with gold stars in his eyes, and he felt that the gap between the monks of the big family and the appearance in his mind was a little too huge, and he still had to think about it when he couldn't figure it out, he had a bag in his head.

"Give it back to me, it belongs to me, it's mine, you can't take it. ”

Mo Rulong looked at the dreamy eyes in Mo Xie's hands, the bloody eye sockets, the viciousness in the single eye, and the look of all thoughts, a little terrifying and miserable, it was hard to imagine that a Tianjiao who belonged to the family and the stars held the moon would fall into such a field.

"Now it's time for it to its rightful owner, my dear brother. Mo Xie was very happy, and made a rare joke.

Then he untied the black bandage wrapped around his right eye with one hand, and pressed the dream eye to his right eye with the other.

"Sleep, sleep. ”

At this time, a faint voice came from all directions, and everyone only felt their brains sink when they heard it, and their eyes couldn't help but want to close and sleep comfortably.

In the blink of an eye

Zhou Die and Mo Rulong, who had been seriously injured, fell asleep, and Xiao He was even more unbearable, he leaned back directly, and the whole person lay heavily on the ground, crystal clear saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, and a somewhat obscene smile, as if he was dreaming something.

And Mo Xie was also affected by this voice, his body shook slightly, and the hand holding the dream eyes seemed to weigh as much as ten thousand catties, and every time he moved his right eye, he consumed a lot of physical strength.

"Who's it, get out of here. ”

Mo Xie roared, and he already knew in his heart that someone was staring at the dreamy eyes in Mo Xie's hand, and secretly said badly.

Step, step, step!

The sound of footsteps came, and Mo Xie turned his head slightly, looking at the location where the footsteps appeared, and frowned.

I saw a young man in a tattered robe slowly walking out of the woods, with ink characters faintly visible on his clothes, and a faint smile on his handsome face, revealing the aura of strategizing.

This person is the ink white who disappeared at some point.

"The famous thirteen sons of the Mo family, when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation, and even the bewitchment of my kraken's voice could resist it, amazing, powerful. ”

Mo Bai walked in front of Mo Xie with a praising applause.

"Who are you?"

Mo Xie calmly grasped the eyes of the dream, and secretly had already been mobilizing the killing spirit power, trying to get out of this predicament, but no matter how desperately he tried to stimulate the killing spirit root, it was to no avail, as if the killing spirit root had fallen into the silence of awakening again.

"When we first met, my name was Mo Bai, a member of the Mo family. Mo Bai said politely.

"Ink torture asked you to come?"

When Mo Xie heard that it was the dead soldier of the Mo family, he subconsciously decided that it was Mo Xing who sent him to rescue Mo Rulong and keep the Dream Eyes.

Unexpectedly, Mo Bai shook his head, glanced at Mo Rulong, who was unconscious on the ground, and sneered, as if he was laughing at him.

"Mo family, although my surname is Mo, but my heart is not surnamed Mo, about this, I think the thirteenth young master is the same. ”

As Mo Bai spoke, he raised his hand and lightly tapped on Mo Xie's body, and the dreamy eyes he was holding in his hand loosened and fell into Mo Bai's hand.

"It's a beautiful eye, but it's a pity that there is only one, if only there were two. ”

As he spoke, Mo Bai popped, raised his hand and pulled out his left eye, and the blood suddenly splashed on Mo Xie's face, and then saw Mo Bai press the dream eye into his eye socket.

"Well, it hurts, but it's okay. He took the black bandage from Mo Xie's hand again, tied it to his left eye, and continued, "The dream eye is mine, don't worry, I will use it well." ”

After that, Mo Bai turned his head and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, which happened to spit on Mo Rulong's face, and snorted coldly: "Such powerful eyes are only a superficial use, what a waste, and you deserve to die." ”

"Why do you want to take my life?"

Mo Xie saw Mo Bai turn his head to look at him, and said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, the thirteenth prince doesn't have to worry, after I take away one thing, I will naturally let the thirteenth prince leave. Mo Bai said with a smile.

"What is it?" Mo Xie's heart tightened, knowing that he must have heard about the ancestral spiritual root, and immediately decisively blasted into the spiritual root in the dantian with violent spiritual power, trying to wake up the ancestral spiritual root to release the restraints on his current body.

This is a unique ability of the ancestral spiritual root, which can be completely immune to bewitchment and psychedelic supernatural powers, when he was hunting demon beasts without falling down the mountain, he accidentally encountered a demon beast that could emit ecstasy smoke, but the newcomer Mo Xie didn't know, and stepped into it, if it wasn't for the ability to discover the ancestral spiritual root, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stand here now.

"The Thirteenth Prince is really a noble person who forgets things, have you forgotten the ancestral spirit root in your body?"

When Mo Xie heard this, he secretly said that he really knew, but his expression was still silent, and he immediately said: "What is the ancestral spirit root, I don't know." ”

His idea is that before awakening the ancestral spirit root, he can drag it if he can, and he has to drag it if he can't drag it, he doesn't want to be like Mo Rulong, he fell before he started, it was too sad.

"Since the thirteenth prince doesn't know, then take it out and let the thirteenth prince take a look. ”

Mo Bai turned into a knife in one hand, and at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, it instantly attacked towards the position of Mo Xie's dantian.

"Wait!"

Cold sweat appeared on Mo Xie's forehead, and when he looked down, he saw that Mo Bai's hand knife was only a millimeter away from Mo Xie's dantian, and Mo Xie could even feel the strong wind coming.

"Even if I have an ancestral spiritual root, you can't get it, believe it or not, I blew up the ancestral spiritual root. ”

"Thirteenth Young Master, don't worry, you won't succeed, as for whether I can get it or not, we have our own way. ”

Mo Xie saw that he didn't give himself a chance to drag it at all, so he couldn't hesitate immediately, and directly used a method of injuring the enemy by 100 and injuring 10,000 himself, and bombarded the spiritual root with his strong cultivation and spiritual power.

Click!

There was a clicking sound that only the ink demon could hear, and then the intuitive brain swirled for a while, and then the pain from the soul instantly swept through the whole body.

He subconsciously looked inward at the position of the dantian, and was stunned for a moment.

I saw that the Killing Spirit Root, which was originally quite thriving, was bombarded by his spiritual power, and there were cracks all over it, and streams of innate qi leaked out from the Spirit Root.

If this is seen by others, they will definitely scold the ink evil for being brutal and cruel, and may even kill him alive with a knife.

The spiritual root is the foundation of the monk's life, let alone bombarding it with spiritual energy, even if it is slightly shaken, the monk is afraid that the spiritual root will not be able to withstand the crack.

If there is no spiritual root, then the innate qi will automatically dissipate from the next birth, and if there is a spiritual root, then these innate qi will be absorbed by the spiritual root.

The stronger and more the innate qi, the better the quality of the spiritual root, if the acquired spiritual root is damaged and the innate qi leaks, it will reduce the quality of the spiritual root and affect the cultivation, and the spiritual root will be shattered and the cultivation will be completely wasted.

According to the degree of fragmentation of the spiritual root in the body of the ink evil, it is estimated that the spiritual root will collapse in no more than a stick of incense, of course, this is also the innate qi of the ancestral spiritual root of the ink evil, if it is replaced by other alien spirit roots or five elements spirit roots, I am afraid that it will disappear on the spot.

"You're crazy!" Mo Bai's face suddenly changed greatly, and his eyes revealed a strong sense of horror and incredulity.

In his eyes, the ink evil at this moment is now agitating a powerful innate power in his body, mixed with the blood-red spiritual root, and the cultivation has forcibly broken through a level, and even a fool will know what the innate power in his body is about.

"Crazy or not, let's die first, made, it's the first time you've been cheated to this point, you're the first one. ”

Mo Xie used his cultivation to weave a thin film on his body, forcibly blocking the innate power to prevent it from leaking out, and now he can be said to be angry to MAX, since he was born, he has never been so angry.

Rumble!

Mo Xie was like a dragon going out to the sea, his hands were in fists, from top to bottom, and he bombarded Mo Bai's body heavily, and his whole person flew into the air like a small piece of paper in the wind.

"Give me death!"

Mo Xie roared angrily, and after his physical body was stimulated by the innate power, he climbed up again, but in an instant, his kung fu power and defense were twice as powerful, but unfortunately, his cultivation was all used to block the innate power, and he could only rely on his physical body to blast Mo Bai.