My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 212
The berserk tearing power mixed with the flame mist raged wildly in the fireball, just like the nuclear fusion inside the sun, erupting extremely terrifying energy, but not escaping outward.

After being promoted to the Foundation Establishment Realm, Mo Ming's control over his true qi has made a qualitative leap.

Combined with the Suppressing Evil Talisman and the Mist Snake, it can forcibly lock this boiling energy, let it pour inward, and severely suppress this evil ninja.

Kato no longer had the desire to play with women or to be arrogant, and he felt unprecedented fear and pain.

The ninja's weirdness, stealth and speed can't be played here at all.

His body seemed to be tied with heavy chains. No matter how he struggled to escape, it was useless. He was tightly trapped in the fireball, enduring the burning of the flames and the tearing force like a knife over and over again.

The entire fireball is like a purgatory of knives and flames. If God gives him another chance, he won't fight against Mo Ming even if he is killed.

This guy is not human at all. A transcendent who is only level 11 is so strong that he is so terrifying.

It seems that their estimation of Mo Ming's situation in Kirishima is still too conservative, and they think that Mo Ming saved himself from danger by relying on luck and sudden changes.

He underestimated Mo Ming far and even volunteered to avenge the dark ninja, but unfortunately he had no regrets.

Kato was soon covered in bruises and was cooked from the inside out. He was not the Sun Wukong who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace. He could last for seventy-seven and 49 days in Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace.

This round of huge fireball several feet long was continuously condensed and smelted, and finally collapsed to the size of a normal fist, and then exploded and dissipated like fireworks.

With endless pain and regret, Kato was torn to pieces and burned to ashes, even without cremation...

The whole process lasted less than a minute, and a powerful ninja of level 1 just disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed in the world.

There was dead silence at the scene, and even the irritable and proud genetic soldier was stunned, his heart shaking violently.

There was a look of hell on everyone's face, they couldn't believe it.

Everyone in the martial arts hall was the first to come back to their senses, looked at Mo Ming with great admiration, and let out a roar like a tsunami: "The coach is mighty! The coach is awesome!"

The genetic warrior trembled, his muscles trembled, and he even wanted to retreat. Just as he was about to retreat to his teammates, he found that Ning Chaofeng, who he regarded as an ant, was still hugging his leg tightly.

"SHIT! You're looking for death!" The other party raised his foot and stomped on Ning Chaofeng's big face, threatening to turn him into shit.

The teleportation talisman in Mo Ming's hand flashed, and in an instant, he appeared directly on top of the bald man in the west. His slender palm was pressed down suddenly, and his spirit sank to his dantian.

"Burst Fire Mist Fist—!"

Flame, mist, and true energy gushed out again, turning into a huge crimson blazing sun several feet long, completely covering the three-meter-high meat mountain from top to bottom.

The other party was horrified, how could Mo Ming's speed be so terrifying, so elusive.

Moreover, he had just performed a big move, and his strength was weakened visible to the naked eye. Can he use this kind of deadly move with energy level again?Is he really a Level 11 Transcendent?

However, Mo Ming lifted the weight lightly. While performing the Explosive Fire Mist Fist with one hand, he threw a large handful of Yunling Grass into his mouth. Combined with the explosive power, it provided an endless stream of power.

Xiao Wu also received sufficient energy supply.

The aptitudes of one person and one beast have all transformed into mid-grade, and their ability to absorb Yunling Grass has also been greatly improved, so they can quickly recover their energy and maintain a vigorous state.

Enduring the torment of flames and tearing, the genetic warrior let out a mournful roar and struggled desperately, causing the entire fireball to shake, and the people outside were startled.

After all, genetic warriors are not as crispy as ninjas, and the Suppressing Evil Talisman has no special suppression effect on them. It will be difficult to burn to death in a while, and there is a risk of escape.

Just as Mo Ming was about to stretch out his other hand to reinforce the flame cage, he felt a deadly omen emerge.

He suddenly raised his palm and faced the dangerous direction.

"Wang Mingliang, I still have three powerful teammates. You can't kill me. When I come out, I will eat you alive and make your life worse than death!"

The bald man roared angrily, like a giant beast roaring, his thick muscles and veins were torn apart and burned by the violent force.

But he firmly believes that he can be rescued if he persists for a while. At that time, Mo Ming, who is at the end of his life, will pay a hundred times the price!

Sure enough, someone made a move on the other side.

The female shooter picked up the machine gun and inserted a special silver bullet.

Mo Ming now knows that this is a magic bullet made of Mithril, which can maximize the power of the shooter. Xia Wanqiu has also used it.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed Jason also spread his five fingers, and lightning danced at his fingertips, like two poles of voltage. The current became faster and faster, and quickly intertwined into a blue thunderball.

A 13th-level shooter and a 14th-level lightning-type ability user are really tricky.

There is also a 14th-level temple knight who is still watching with cold eyes, shooting two haughty gazes from the gap in the helmet, watching Mo Ming condescendingly, and shouted coldly:

"Wang Mingliang, no, maybe I should call you Mo Ming, kneel down and surrender, accept God's punishment, and refine props for my temple and Lancaster family for a lifetime, so that you can wash away your sins and get redemption. This is your last Chance of life."

Killing Mo Ming with one shot will only result in a corpse and [-] million rewards, but if Mo Ming can be captured alive and made a slave tool for the rest of his life, he will benefit endlessly.

He also saw Mo Ming's strength, especially his endlessly emerging rare props, which are the greatest treasures.

Kato was dead, so he didn't have to worry about the reward offered by the dark forbearance.

He is willing to show God's kindness and tolerance, open the net, and give the other party a chance to redeem their sins. A smart person should know what to do, and the other party should be grateful.

But Mo Ming chuckled: "I never believe in evil, let alone gods. Immortal cultivators in my generation only believe in myself!"

"Stupid blasphemer! You are looking for your own death!" The temple knight's eyes sank, exuding a chill.

As soon as he finished speaking, the 13th-level female archer pulled the trigger.

A mithril bullet roared out, bringing up a dazzling silver thread, which even tore the air easily, cut through the air, and shot towards Mo Ming.

Jason immediately popped out the thunderball in his hand, turned into a blue-white lightning and swam quickly in the air, with an astonishing momentum.

Ball lightning?

Mo Ming felt that this small ball of thunder and lightning contained extremely terrifying power and could pose a serious threat to his life, and he couldn't help but become solemn.

Everyone else was also sweating for Mo Ming. This was a powerful blow from a level 14 and level 13 transcendent. He still had to work hard to control the fireball that imprisoned the level 13 genetic warrior. How could he resist it? ?

Guan Shanpeng looked gloomy, staring at Mo Ming's every move, with a few drops of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Mo Ming suddenly appeared just now, killed the 13th-level ninja powerfully with the power of thunder, and trapped the bald man, making him almost frightened and wanted to turn around and run away, as far as possible.

He actually broke the curse of the immortal cultivator, broke through level 10, and was promoted to the legendary level 11 foundation-building realm!
Horror!
Mo Ming is definitely the most amazing and talented guy he has seen in so many years. He is a monster.

Once offended, he must be strangled in the cradle, otherwise sooner or later he will suffer the pain of purgatory that those two suffered!
Guan Shanpeng no longer dared to face Mo Ming in person, but fortunately, the bounty hunter team this time was very strong.

He has heard of these five people, all of whom are famous and extraordinary figures in the world, and have successfully hunted down many powerful existences. With two level 14s in the lineup, Mo Ming will undoubtedly die.

Mo Ming was so arrogant, he rejected the olive branch offered by the temple knight, and even blasphemed the gods of the other party's belief, he really wanted to die.

That's fine, otherwise he was still worried that one day Mo Ming would escape supervision or regain his freedom to take revenge on him. After all, he was the one who leaked important information this time.

Guan Shanpeng was terrified by Mo Ming's monstrous potential. Any miracle seemed possible to him.

die!die!
The miracle ends here, just like a meteor piercing the night sky, fleeting!
The thunder ball and the silver bullet twitched and tore through the air, causing ripples, and slammed into Mo Ming's palm with an invincible momentum.

The dim sky seemed to become bright and dazzling in an instant, but no one was willing to close their eyes and miss this shocking confrontation.

People seemed to see the thunder ball and silver bullet smashed Mo Ming's palm, and then passed through his heart, bringing up a puddle of blood, and Mo Ming fell to the ground in response, losing his life...

"No—!" A group of students shouted in their hearts.

Mo Ming was floating alone in front of the ruins of the martial arts hall, with his back to the crowd, holding the blazing fireball with one hand, and facing the combined attack that shook the world with the other, his figure was so lonely and steady, like a mountain that made people look up.

At the juncture of life and death, he actually closed his eyes!

"Have you accepted your fate?" Such a question appeared in many people's minds.

The temple knight's eyes flickered, not without contempt.

He could see that Mo Ming used some kind of talisman that could teleport, but if he was locked by these two attacking qi, he might not be able to activate it. He had seen similar situations.

This is the fate of not believing in God!
"Buy."

A low whisper.

Swah——

Amulets spread wildly in all directions from Mo Ming's palm.

Each talisman is connected to each other, echoing from the beginning to the end, forming a tight circular array.

In the Qi Refining Realm, Mo Ming's manipulation of the talisman was relatively simple and rough, leaving many gaps. When encountering a powerful attack, it was easy to be broken, and the power took advantage of the gap.

But now the True Qi of the Foundation Establishment Realm is continuous like a stream of water. If all these talismans are connected together, it will not be broken so easily!
"Amulet diagram!"

A total of sixty amulets form the amulet picture, which is the defensive skill he learned from the previous Talisman Net, and he spent 3000 gold coins at a time, giving full play to his advantage of banknote ability!

boom!
The thunderball collided violently with the amulet, making a deafening thunderous bang.

Blasts of violent thunder and lightning spread in all directions like a tide, looking for a place to break through, but no matter where they went, they would be blocked by the aura of the amulet.

In front of Mo Ming, a disc light curtain was erected, on which blue and white thunder and lightning swam like electric snakes, sizzling, and it was spectacular.

There were tiny cracks like spider webs on the amulet, but in the end, they shared the damage with their joint efforts, and received the Thunder Strike of the Level 14 Thunder Element Ability User.

The silver bullet hit the center of the circle suddenly, producing an unusually sharp piercing force, and the entire amulet trembled violently.

Breaking the face with a point became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the symbol suddenly shattered.

However, the thunder ball and the silver bullet also lost their original powerful power and became the end of the crossbow, leaving only a faint mark of the bullet on the palm of Mo Ming's palm. When he flicked it casually, all the thunder and lightning dissipated, and the surroundings returned to tranquility.

blocked!
Everyone was so surprised that it was hard to believe.

"Ah!" The genetic soldier's voice became more and more shrill, taking advantage of the gap exposed by Mo Ming's resistance, he desperately broke free from the big fireball.

The Explosive Huowu Fist contracted sharply, tearing bloody wounds deep into the bone marrow on his strong body, and his whole body was scorched black.

The three-meter-high body shrank to two meters, a lot of muscles were burned, and the breath was extremely weak, like a devil crawling out of hell.

"You're not dead?" He opened his mouth, smoke came out of his throat, hoarse and full of shock.

He originally thought that Mo Ming was killed and he was rescued, but he didn't expect Mo Ming to float beside him as if nothing happened, still elegant and extraordinary.

"I won't kill you. Now you are not worthy to be my opponent. My students will treat you well." Mo Ming smiled lightly, and immediately ignored the opponent, fell to the ground, and stepped forward.

The bald man was stunned, feeling that the world seemed to be turned upside down, when would someone dare to mock him like that, and what's going on?He's kind of scratching his head...

"Hey, what the coach means is that you, a white-skinned ant, are only worthy of biting yellow-skinned ants like me!"

Ning Chaofeng stood up from the ruins, and the energy of Yunlingcao circulated in his body, recovering his strength and injuries.

He grinned and pumped his muscles, and his two-meter-high body was not inferior to the opponent at this time.

All the ancient warriors who had been knocked into the air by this genetic warrior rushed forward one after another, their morale boosted, and they raised various weapons to aim at each other, sharpening their knives eagerly for revenge.

The bald man realized that he seemed to be a pig waiting to be slaughtered. So many ants could really kill his weak elephant!

"No! You can't! Brecht, stop watching and save me!"

"drive--!"

The temple knight finally moved, his eyes were more cautious than ever, he felt the threat from Mo Ming, this feeling of being out of control is very uncomfortable.

Especially the other party is a cultivator of immortals, walking step by step, as if provoking the gods behind him.

The war horse neighed, raised its hooves to the sky, stomped heavily on the ground, and ran at full speed, accelerating, accelerating, and accelerating again, like a super sports car completely wrapped in steel, turning into a streamlined silver phantom.

"Remember, the name of the man who killed you is Brecht Lancaster!"

Brecht raised the huge cavalier's gun several meters long, the conical tip of the gun erupted with a dazzling cold light, and the "ten" symbol on the armor became more and more brilliant and sacred, like a ray of light piercing through the drowsy area. Heaven and earth eclipse all things.

(End of this chapter)