With a burst of applause, I saw that the grimaces condensed by the black qi on his fists all rushed towards Mo Xuan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Between these grimaces and wails, it was like a thick black fog enveloping Mo Xuan.

As soon as the grimace came, Mo Xuan felt a sense of coldness, all cultivators, their physical bodies had already changed from the acquired physical mortal body to the innate spirit body, so they were not afraid of cold and heat.

But at this time, this cold feeling made Mo Xuan feel as if the blood meridians in his body were about to be frozen. He hurried to use his luck aura to expel the cold qi that had invaded his body.

With the operation of the aura, the cold feeling in the body gradually receded, although there were still countless grimaces around him, but it seemed to have no effect on Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan frowned slightly, looking at the previous momentum of the ghost, this hundred ghosts should be a very powerful method, why is there no other effect except for this cold feeling? Raising his eyes to look at the ghost, Mo Xuan saw that the ghost was also full of surprise, as if he was puzzled that Mo Xuan was safe and sound.

The ghost muttered, "Impossible...... It couldn't be ......."

It's no wonder that the ghost is like this, this hundred ghosts devouring the heart was exchanged by him from the hands of a demon path elder at a huge cost, and it is a ruthless and vicious kung fu.

When cultivating this hundred ghosts devouring the heart, it is necessary to sacrifice the soul of the living, absorb the anger and resentment and death qi in this soul into one's own body, and wait to fight with others, mix it with the aura, and condense it into hundreds of heart demons to attack the enemy. Inner demons are the things that cultivators fear the most, how can ordinary people survive for a moment or three?

At the time of success, in order to test the effect of this hundred ghosts devouring hearts, he specially found a monk who had some grudges against himself, and secretly performed a hundred ghosts devouring hearts.

But Guan Moxuan's face was as usual at this time, as if he was completely unaffected by this demon, how could the ghost not be shocked?

Even Mo Xuan himself didn't know that when he was attacked by the demon in his heart before, the only mistake in his heart was to be filled in perfectly, and when he cultivated in the future, he no longer needed to worry about going mad.

The heart demon that was generated during the cultivation was born and raised, born from the power of the Xuan Ming between heaven and earth, and it was much more powerful than the heart demon artificially created by the ghosts, and even the heart demon between heaven and earth had no effect on Mo Xuan, not to mention the heart demon raised by this ghost himself.

Mo Xuan saw the expression on the ghost's face and knew that something must have gone wrong with the ghost's technique, but this was not the time to delve into it. I saw Mo Xuan take out a sword trick in his hand, and the dozen or so silver rhino swords flew into the air, crossed in pairs, and formed a sword formation, and then, Mo Xuan snorted lightly: "Hurry!"

As the sound of light snorting in Mo Xuan's mouth fell, I saw a faint blue light on more than a dozen silver rhino swords, and there were gusts of fresh wind between the flights, and the speed was much faster than before.

"Slash!"

At the exit of a slash, more than a dozen silver rhino swords trembled slightly, like a dozen lights and shadows flying towards the ghosts standing in the field.

"Poof~"

A sound of blood splashing sounded, and more than a dozen silver rhino swords were fiercely inserted into the ghost's body, penetrating the ghost alive.

"Let's go, let's ......"

The sound of blood falling sounded in the courtyard, and the ghost raised his head with difficulty, looking at Mo Xuan, with unwillingness and confusion in his eyes. Mo Xuan looked at him coldly, walked over slowly, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen silver rhino swords merged into one and fell into Mo Xuan's hands.

Mo Xuan pressed the silver rhino against the ghost's neck and said coldly, "I remember your advice and will not give the enemy a chance to turn over." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the ghost to reply, Mo Xuan waved the silver rhino in his hand.

A puddle of blood streaked across the night sky, splashed on the ground, and a head was washed up by the blood, spun in a circle in the air, and then landed at the gate of the courtyard, rolled a few times, and fell outside the courtyard gate.

Mo Xuan glanced at the silver rhino sword by the moonlight, only to see that there was not the slightest blood stained on it, and secretly said in his heart: "This silver rhino sword is probably not an ordinary thing. ”

Putting away the silver rhino sword, Mo Xuan looked at the Xuanling people behind him, and said, "Do any of you want to avenge the ghosts?" ”

Everyone looked at Mo Xuan and didn't speak, leaned less, and one person stepped forward and said: "Your Excellency is afraid that you are a newcomer to the Black Mountain Ridge, in the Black Mountain Ridge, it is very common for the leader of the power to be killed, and it is not worth taking your own life for a dead person, therefore, here, if the leader of the force is killed, no one will take revenge, but I don't know if Your Excellency wants to take over Xuan Ling?"

"Oh, why do you ask? Do I want to take over Xuanling, and do you have any questions?"

"Huh. ”

The man laughed twice and said, "Naturally, no, it's just ...... It's just that when the ghost led the Xuan Ling before, each of the brothers had a low-grade spirit stone every month as a cultivation asset. Your Excellency must also know that this Black Mountain Ridge lacks spiritual energy, and without cultivation resources, I am afraid that it will ......."

Halfway through the words, the man was silent, looking at Mo Xuan with a look of anticipation, in this Black Mountain Ridge, if there is no interest, no one will be willing to contribute, here, no dignity, honor and reputation are worth a low-grade spirit stone.

For this matter, Mo Xuan had already been clear about it, and he already had a plan in his heart, and said quietly: "Spirit stone, I don't have it." ”

As soon as the words fell, a few people snorted coldly and wanted to turn around and leave, but Mo Xuan's subsequent words made them stop in their tracks.

"But I can provide you with some cultivation methods and transcendent techniques. ”

Spirit stones are easy to obtain, spells are hard to find, spirit stones are just things that monks use to practice and trade on weekdays, although they are important, but they are not very rare, but cultivation exercises and spells are hard to find.

In the black market of this nameless city, a volume of incomplete and inferior cultivation methods can also be sold for a sky-high price, and if it is a complete cultivation method, it will cause a bloody storm.

On the way to cultivation, it is not necessary to cultivate the exercises, relying on the cultivator's own affinity for the aura of heaven and earth, it is also possible to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to improve cultivation, but the speed is extremely slow.

If there is a method of cultivation, then the cultivation speed will be greatly increased.

Without the method of cultivation, cultivation is like using a small bowl to catch the rain falling from the sky, and with the method of cultivation, it is like digging a river to draw the water flow in the rivers, lakes and seas.

Hearing Mo Xuan's words, there was a hint of fanaticism in the eyes of this group of Xuan people looking at Mo Xuan, and Mo Xuan secretly said in his heart: "I still underestimate the attraction of cultivation exercises to the people in this Black Mountain Ridge. ”

At this moment, a voice suddenly came: "How do we know that what you say is true?"