My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 231 Disillusionment
"Burst Fire Mist Thunder Suppression Fist!"

Mo Ming punched the level 15 evil spirit, like a scorching sun scorching the ice and snow, and lightning pierced through the darkness, illuminating that livid face dripping with blood.

Evil ghosts are the weakest among the four major categories of demons and ghosts. They are not as strong as zombies. They just rely on the special state of the soul body to penetrate the entity at will, appear and disappear, scare others, and cause mental shock.

However, Mo Ming happened to be extremely restrained against evil spirits. His unique moves were divided into three parts: Pure Qi, Exploding Fist, Mist Snake, Fireball Talisman, Thunder Control Technique, and Suppressing Evil Talisman.

Everything can ignore the illusory characteristics of ghosts, directly attack the main body, and deal real damage. Not only that, but also super double because of the mutual restraint of attributes.

The evil ghost's originally ferocious face was immediately frightened and frightened, and the ghost came out, as if it had seen a ghost, it let out a shrill scream.

"What's the name of the ghost? Die to me!" A round of red sun ruthlessly crushed past.

The evil ghost instantly melted like ice and snow, and its soul body was shattered inch by inch, turning into dots of black light and disappearing into the air, leaving no scum left.

call--

A gust of wind howled, and a big blood-stained hand covering a hundred square meters immediately slapped Mo Ming. He quickly asked Xiao Wu to release a smoke bomb, broke free from the lock of the air machine, and teleported to another place.

Compared with the huge zombies with iron heads, it is obviously more time-saving and labor-saving to deal with these sneaky sewer rats, so Mo Ming still chooses evil spirits as his next target.

Bang!
With a scream, another level 15 evil spirit was crushed to pieces by Mo Ming.

Evil ghosts are good at running and dodging, but they are useless in front of Mo Ming's teleportation talisman. As long as the inspiration flashes and Mo Ming gets close, he will surely die.

Those ancient warriors were envious when they saw that Mo Ming punched the evil spirits one by one, as easy as whacking a mole.

The ancient warriors mainly use physical attacks. Even after the 11th level, it is more troublesome to deal with evil spirits. The feeling of punching cotton is very maddening.

Mo Ming punched hard to the flesh and penetrated the soul with one blow, causing the group of evil ghosts who could scare people to death in horror movies to scream and howl, and fled in all directions.

The zombies roared again and again, as if they were angry at Mo Ming for ignoring their existence.

But zombies also have their own disadvantages, that is, they are slow and can't catch up with Mo Ming at all. Every time they shoot with big hands, they can only take pictures of Mo Ming's afterimage, eating a nose of gray fog.

If a few zombies attack Mo Ming together, they may collide with each other, miss the friendly army, even if their hands are smashed, they will not be able to catch Mo Ming.

In front of Mo Ming's nimble figure, they simply became stupid big men with strength but no brains, being played with in the palm of their hands.

This feeling is like slapping a buzzing mosquito. My hand is swollen but I can't even see the mosquito's legs. Everyone feels aggrieved and furious. The "honest" zombies are forced to become violent. bro.

They turned to stare at the group of human transcendents jumping up and down below. If they couldn't kill mosquitoes, couldn't they trample cockroaches to death?

Bang bang bang!
One big foot kept stepping down, and the whole Moshan trembled. Brecht and the others were directly stepped into the ground, their faces were ashamed, and their bones were broken.

Mo Ming gave up the evil spirit, hugged Shao Hongmei, and escaped the stormy attack.

Seeing that the threat of death was about to come, he shot out hundreds of anti-evil talismans in one breath, burning like fire, dispelling the darkness and suppressing the zombies.

The flesh and blood arteries burst out of the ground again, dancing crazily and sweeping across the talismans.

Mo Ming took the opportunity to say to everyone: "If you want to survive, just relax and enter my Qiankun Bag!"

At this time, how dare they refuse to follow suit, nodding their heads like smashing garlic, and handing over the dominance of fate to Mo Ming.

With a wave of his palm, Mo Ming's true energy swept over them and put them all into the Qiankun bag.

Afterwards, he took a heavy breath. Obviously, a series of attacks had consumed him a lot. Even if Yun Lingcao increased its explosive power, it would be difficult to recover immediately, and it was already at the end of its strength.

"go!"

Originally, Mo Ming wanted to fight a team battle and annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop, but his teammates were not strong enough, and he would die if he wanted to eat a fat man with one bite.

It's better to run and fight, and fly a kite to kill these guys.

Through the experiment just now, he has basically figured out the opponent's strengths, weaknesses and behavior patterns, and uses his own strengths to attack the opponent's weaknesses. As long as he seizes the opportunity to teleport away, he will not be completely locked up.

As soon as he thought about it, Mo Ming found that a bunch of zombies' big feet had broken free from the confinement of the Suppressing Evil Talisman, and stomped hard on him.

All sides are blocked, and the space is compressed to the limit, just like the top of Mount Tai.

Grass, a little weak and relaxed, was forced to the corner, this group of mindless zombies should not be underestimated, they worked hard to make miracles.

boom!
Mo Ming's spiritual light flickered, and amulets poured out from the protective spirit jade, forming amulet patterns to cover his body, resisting the violent attacks from the outside world.

At the same time, he also used the teleportation talisman to pass it all the way down.

The combined force of those zombies followed closely behind, forming a terrifying shock wave that tore apart the entire mountain.

The mountain rocks collapsed, fell into the river, and splashed the waves. The Mojia Villa was completely destroyed, and the Mo Mountain collapsed with a loud noise like a sky-shattering explosion.

Mo Ming fled desperately in this ruined scene, the teleportation talisman kept flashing, the protective spirit jade and the amulet were broken one after another, and blood and flesh arteries stretched out, trying to entangle him, he used hundreds of The Zhang Zhenxie Talisman could barely block it.

He vomited blood wildly, as if he had been hit hard, but he finally found a glimmer of life, activated the teleportation talisman, and flashed a few miles away.

The black mist swallowed the last piece of pure land, and the entire Jiangnan City was completely shrouded in darkness.

The black poisonous mist gathered and was as viscous as liquid, hindering Mo Ming's movements. If he relied on his own strength, he would definitely not be able to escape far. Fortunately, he had an almost infinite teleportation talisman.

Although each teleportation talisman can only be sent ten miles in such a difficult environment, he has a lot of money anyway, and he has the Immortal Cultivation Mall, so he is never afraid of spending money.

What doesn't kill him will eventually make him stronger.

Mo Ming crazily devoured the Yunling Grass like a vegetable, released the explosive power, and took out the Ghost Head Knife, split the path ahead, and teleported away.

Those zombies, evil spirits, and flesh and blood arteries chased after him like crazy, and he kept tossing and turning to avoid the crisis and buy himself time to recover.

When he felt that he had almost recovered, he counterattacked the enemy with his backhand, smashing some evil spirits in one breath.

The 15th-level evil spirit is two levels higher than him, and can provide a lot of experience, all of which are absorbed by Xiaowu.

After all the evil spirits were killed, Xiao Wu was also promoted to the peak of level 13. Unfortunately, due to his level, he could not break through to level 14. Otherwise, the remaining group of level 15 zombies would not be a problem at all. He could kill them all at once. .

However, now his method is enough to deal with them, it just takes a longer time, and he can slowly bleed them to death.

In this way, Mo Ming recovered over and over again, turned back and killed the zombies, then ran away, recovered, and killed, repeating the cycle...

After killing all the chasing zombies behind him, he will find a relatively safe place, such as dig a hole deep in the ground, and then upgrade to level 14.

Levels 13 to 14 will cross a large level, with strong barriers, which is equivalent to the early to mid-stage foundation building, which is a qualitative leap, and the consumption of special foundation building pills and women's vital yin will naturally double.

When the time comes, he will call out the little fairy Dai Xiaoli, and then randomly select his female students, at least five, to have a happy carnival party.

If you want to destroy it, you must drive it crazy, ahem...

Mo Ming felt that he was at this stage, life and death would only last for a moment, and he could only do his best, after all, the enemies he faced were too terrifying.

Think about it, he was only level 10 when he entered the secret realm, and the final boss to be defeated, Wu Haodong, had a group of level 15 zombies, evil spirits, and blood arteries under him.

Is this what people do?

Whoever it takes will have to die, he has no choice but to survive.

He killed these level 15 demons and ghosts. There is still a big gap between the body of the flesh and blood monster and Wu Haodong himself. Even he doesn't know how big the gap is. The unknown is the most frightening thing.

Without the strength of level 14, Mo Ming didn't dare to go to the zombie's lair at all. What awaited him was definitely an unprecedented bloodbath.

Wu Haodong can let him escape once and twice, but he will never let him escape a third time, either you die or I die!
Judging from what Guan Shanpeng said earlier, Wu Haodong was able to prohibit the traverser from returning, which is tantamount to cutting off his students' retreat, and they can only follow him to the dark.

It is already so difficult for him to teleport now. In the zombie lair, he will be suppressed by more space, so that he can't move at all and let him be slaughtered.

I'm afraid level 14 is not enough insurance, it is best to upgrade to a higher level, the higher the better!

The more Mo Ming thought about it, the more he felt that it should be like this. He can't gamble, he only lives once, the more fully prepared he is, the greater the chance of survival.

But relying on him and Xiaowu alone is still too slow to practice, Wu Haodong seems to be able to monitor his actions through the black fog, and will never sit back and watch him become strong enough to threaten the other party.

There is not much time left for him, he must rise to his limit at the fastest speed before the decisive battle comes.

Then there is only one way, the special Jidan!

The specially made foundation building pill can not only break through barriers, but can also be used for daily practice.

It's just that he didn't want to rely too much on the power of this kind of elixir with powerful side effects before, so he didn't use it, but now he doesn't care much about it.

In this way, just Dai Xiaoli and a few girls are definitely not enough, so I bet everything!
In his Qiankun bag, there are currently thirty female students and a female coach of his own team, with a minimum level of eight points. There are also some women outside the team, such as Shao Hongmei and Jones, who can be used when needed.

Mo Ming was impatient to move, and his imagination was running wild.

His eyes passed through the Qiankun bag, and he could see the scene inside.

The 31 beautiful female team members were packed in a bag, and they all lay on the big bed he moved out of the presidential suite of the hotel, all of them were like sleeping beauties, each with its own merits.

In Mo Ming's universe bag, it is equivalent to handing over all his wealth to him, and his thoughts are clear at a glance.

Fantastic pictures seemed to float before his eyes.

Bai Youwei was wearing a pure white dress, she was an elegant goddess like she was at the college freshman party, playing the piano.

Then he went on stage to confess his love. When Bai Youwei didn't agree, he pressed her down on the piano and used her delicate body to play the beautiful Moonlight Sonata.

Her bright silver high-heeled shoes trembled, her toes turned up, and her pure white stockings outlined her plump long legs, dancing in his palm like a white swan.

Dai Xiaoli is still dressed like a married woman, with silver-white bowknot pointed-toe flat shoes, a delicate small bag, and long brown curly hair, which is very suitable for hugging and dancing from behind.

The two of them are good girlfriends and a pair of plastic sisters. They can fight for his favor and compete with the combination of nursery rhyme girl He Manyun.

On one side are his old classmates, on the other side are his juniors, and can also form different arrangements of seniors, teachers, students, and fans of the anchor.

Zhou Lu and Ye Xiaolu joined as sassy seniors, and they can also wear the clothes of Miss Yingbin to welcome him in as a distinguished customer and serve him wholeheartedly.

That bitch Shao Hongmei is too stubborn, but this time she can't help it. I believe she will understand his good intentions. She can lead Liu Qing and other female coaches to supervise and form a team of fitness beauties, which is pleasing to the eye.

His eyes flicked across the beautiful girls, and fantasies flooded his mind irresistibly, so beautiful that he couldn't stop.

ah!Is this heaven?

With so many girls, he can practice until he is old, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and the sky is dark.

Not only that, but also Xia Wanqiu, Mo Qingran, Mo Qinglian... more and more...

I want more happiness, my goal is to cultivate immortality and live forever, to be the master of the universe, when the time comes, every woman in the world will be in my pocket...

Click!Click!Click!

What is breaking?

The dark clouds and poisonous mist that were almost solidified pressed down like a huge boulder, and his fantasy world suddenly shattered like glass.

The beautiful picture burst and disappeared like a bubble, replaced by boundless darkness.

His eyes, head, feet, and all sides were all black.

The oppressive darkness enveloped him, made him blind, made him feel unspeakably terrifying, and made the alarm bells ring in his heart.

Mo Ming wanted to struggle, but found that he was motionless, and could not even move his thoughts. It was exactly the same as when he was controlled by the Hundred Ghosts Tempered Version of the Ghost Head Sword to smash the door and stood in front of Wu Haodong during the villa story meeting. .

It's him!It's him!It's him!

how so?Am I not in a chase with zombies?I'm going to send them all to hell, no, I'm practicing with countless beauties...

Wait, since when did I unconsciously fall into that wild fantasy?It's cool...but is this the time to think about that?

That was the darkness deep in his heart, which was detonated at a certain moment, and all of it surged up.

He was poisoned?Obsessed?

Mo Ming was startled, the poisonous mist here had been condensed to the essence, how could the antidote grass be able to resist it, and the power of demons was infiltrating into his body, sowing demon seeds.

He was careless!Mistake!No, this may be force majeure, his strength is too low compared to Wu Haodong.

The other party arranged the entire city as an altar, absorbing all life and flesh, and when the darkness came and devoured everything and turned everything into nothing, what did he have to resist?

He also wanted to cultivate to a high level through the special Foundation Establishment Pill, which was a good idea, and Wu Haodong would never give him a chance.

He was finished, and an indescribable despair filled his heart.

"Crack!" In such a dead and dark environment, there was a sudden snap of fingers.

Afterwards, the sky and the earth gradually lit up, not yellow or white, but red, bright red like blood.

A line of blood and tears flowed slowly from Mo Ming's eyes.

(End of this chapter)