Chapter Ninety-Three: Cold-Blooded Retreat (Second Watch)
"Situ Qi, you regard me as an ant, do you think you really killed me?"
Every word he said was extremely painful, which only aroused the anger and resentment in Shi Zhongtian's heart!
"How dare I calculate your Tianhua Realm without preparation?" The cold-blooded expression was hideous, looking at the crazy Mo Lin and laughing wildly: "If there is no Mo Lin, your Tianhua Realm is played with by me in the palm of my hand, turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands for rain!"
"Evil beast!"
Situ Qi put his hands behind his back, looking at the cold blood with cold eyes, when the Demon Heavenly Pillar was together, he knew in his heart that it was impossible to leave the cold blood! The demon face that appeared on the sky and the earth, the monstrous demonic energy, he was not afraid but he couldn't move!
The catastrophe of the Tianhua Realm is coming, and he can't be injured! There are still hundreds of elite cultivators in front of him! The Tianhua Realm can no longer bear the slightest loss!
"Mo Lin, you can't be impulsive! This girl must be brought back to Qiankun Gate by Wu Tianlin to be saved!"
Looking at the eyes of the man in red, Mo Lin seemed to be a little familiar, but looking at Li Yuewan's sleeping figure, his mind was covered by a crazy moment!
"Maureen! Wake up!"
As the voice called, Morin's expression gradually returned to normal, and the soft blood light submerged into Morin's body to restore his scarred body.
"The Tianhua Realm Lord is coming, I can't make a move! Otherwise, neither of us will be able to escape from this small world!"
The voice seemed to be explaining, and it was also seeking understanding.
It's not that Morin doesn't understand, it's not that he can't listen, it's just that his heart hurts.
Black clouds rolled, the heavens and the earth thundered, the wind blew fiercely, and the torrential rain poured down.
The bean-sized raindrops instantly wet Mo Lin, washing away the evil qi of his body, the blood stains all over his body, and the smell of blood.
The rain washes the heavens and the earth, washes the evil air in the sky, and the bloody ......
This sudden rainstorm made the atmosphere tense in an instant, and Situ Qi frowned slightly, not knowing what the idea of the cold-blooded fight was.
At this time, as dozens of sudden lights loomed from the sky, a moment later, the heads and elders of the various sects, mainly from the Void Sword Sect, arrived one after another.
Their expressions were calm, they looked at Yiqiē, and they did not speak, and this is not the time to speak.
Mo Lin took a step back and got out of the way of blocking Wu Tianlin's position, he didn't stop the rain from purging, it seemed that only by washing the bloody gas could he take a look at Li Yuewan more, he didn't want this blood to be around her.
The long hair was wet from the rain, covering his face: "Please." His voice was a little choked, and he seemed to be unable to say anything more than that.
Wu Tianlin was originally a little displeased, but at this time he sighed: "You guys...... Hey, forget it, I don't know what this girl thinks, but you, you must live well, she will come to you. Wu Tianlin took a deep look at the calm faces that came at this time.
"Thank you. ”
Wu Tianlin shook his head, stopped talking, and walked away through the rain.
Glancing at Mo Lin with a heavy and complicated look, Shi Zhongtian didn't want to stay here and broke through the air.
"Hehehe, it's all here?"
Under the nourishment of countless demonic qi, the cold-blooded body recovered healthily, touched the face that was still a little swollen, and looked at the many Jindan monks with a calm face in cold blood and laughed.
"Rubbish! A bunch of trash! You're not as good as one Morin combined!"
Everyone's complexion changed.
Meng Xing's eyes flashed with cold light!
Sonor!
A loud bang rang out from heaven and earth, and the invisible force splashed a ripple ten meters away from the cold blood, rippling out.
"Mental strength?" The cold-blooded expression became cold: "Morin's mental strength is what you taught, right?"
"Nothing for nothing. Cold-blooded and cold-blooded!
The fierce star shot is not only a shot, but also a deterrent!
So many Jindan monks are not as good as Morin, how can a person who is in a high position and loves face like to listen to this?
Effort......
However, it was because of the cold-blooded mouth, but Mo Lin's mental strength was known to everyone, and everyone showed surprise.
Even if Meng Xing, the former Tianjiao of the Tianhua Realm, only explored after Jin Dan, there was no trace of his mental strength, which was really difficult, but if he passed, the power would naturally be extraordinary!
They haven't suppressed the Void Sword Sect too deeply for so many years, and it is precisely because of Meng Xing! After comprehending the mental strength, Meng Xing's strength has reached the peak of Jindan! With him in charge, even if the Void Sword Sect is moved, it must be weighed!
They are not stupid to hurt the enemy by 1,000 and damage 800 themselves, so naturally they will not do it.
Everyone looked up to Mo Lin in their hearts, coupled with the matter of the small world, Mo Lin did save many of their disciples, and naturally they would not pursue it for a word.
Jimo's complexion changed slightly, but he sneered in his heart, and when it was right, he didn't believe that these face-hiding Shura didn't stretch out their claws!
It seemed that the heavens were going to help Jimo, and under the sneer, he released a high-speed arrow that could kill people in cold blood, just one sentence: "The remaining monks should see the powerful life and death qi that finally saved you, right?"
Morin frowned slightly, he knew that the heavy head was coming, he didn't speak, just listened quietly.
Cold-blooded pointed at Mo Lin and laughed: "Jianmu! Situ Qi, you should have heard of it, right?" The corners of the cold-blooded mouth curled slightly: "If there were no Jianmu fragments!" Cold-blooded eyes swept over Qingyuan and the others: "All you see is a dead body!"
"Jianmu!"
"Demon Clan Jianmu!"
"The legendary Jianmu that opened the passage between the Cultivation Realm and the Immortal Realm!"
"That Jianmu is a sacred relic of the Wood Demon Clan!
"Cold-blooded is the hidden person of the demon race, Merlin has recently risen, and his identity is doubtful!"
"That's enough!" Hearing this, Situ Qi was furious: "Mo Lin's identity will naturally be explained by the Void Sword Sect, and what you are talking about at this time is actually this?"
The crowd was speechless.
It was only then that Nanhua came forward to speak: "The cold-blooded thing is the fault of my Qiong Ling faction!" Looking at the cold-blooded, Nanhua sacrificed the Snow Spirit Sword, pointed at the cold-blooded and shouted: "Criminal!
The figure of the Snow Girl suddenly appeared behind Nanhua, and the Snow Girl's closed eyes moved slightly!
Suddenly, it was cold and snowy!
It was a sword of ice! It was a sword of ice! It was as big as a thousand feet! It was extremely cold! The killing intent was amazing!
A thousand ice swords slammed away! A hurricane swept wildly! Heaven and earth were instantly covered with a layer of frost! Like a winter day!
"Hmph, Nanhua, how can you decide the life and death of my demon clan!"
The Demon Heavenly Pillar turned into a thousand feet, opening up the heavens and the earth! Smashing down the pillars! Driving the demonic energy of the heavens and the earth! Devouring the heavens and the earth!
The violent collision! The hurricane rolled up! The heavens and the earth suddenly changed color!
The sky is full of snow, and it has turned into black snow when it is invaded by demonic energy!
Black snow descends into the world, like darkness descending, and the ground is black like a demonic world!
That powerful force is about to reverberate with an earth-shattering roar!
"Extinguish!"
Situ Qi shouted coldly!
A hundred black holes suddenly appeared in the center of Yu Wei, and it instantly sucked away that Yu Wei!
This hundred-zhang black hole separated the cold-blooded and Nanhua, Nanhua flew out upside down, covered his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned red!
"That's enough!" Situ Qi said coldly, "Cold-blooded! Do you really think I can't keep you?"
"Keep me?" Cold-blooded stunned and suddenly smiled: "Of course you Situ Qi have the ability to keep me, but can you......?"
"But ......"
Cold-blooded glanced at Mo Lin and said, "I was very interested in seeing how you would deal with it next, but the Situ Realm Lord didn't seem to be ready to give me this Yaxing." ”
"I hope you don't die!" The cold-blooded expression was cold: "Break my hundred-year plan! You must live well! Wait for me to cut you with a thousand knives!"
Ha ha......
With that unbridled laughter, cold-blooded rushed into the sky, the demon face that covered the sky and the sun!
The wind is raging, sweeping the demonic energy!
The furious demonic qi instantly gathered and turned into a heavenly whirlpool, and the cold-blooded figure and the arrogant laughter disappeared into the whirlpool of demonic energy.
In an instant, this demonic qi vortex rotated wildly, and a large amount of demonic qi seemed to lead to the depths of the starry sky with that vortex, and finally turned into black dots and dissipated!
In the depths of the starry sky, the cold-blooded face was cold-colored, standing on the Demon Heavenly Pillar and looking at the cold-blooded Tianhua Realm covered by countless stars behind him.
"The army of the demon clan will arrive in a few days, and the Tianhua Realm will ...... Morin ......" clenched his fists in cold blood, but then released it for a moment: "Interesting, interesting, building wood fragments!" Morin ...... I will kill you with my own hands!"
(Xiao Chenzi: "The second more is sent, I hope the brothers like it and support ^_^ it a lot")