I was fooled into becoming a peerless immortal cultivator

Chapter 112 Assassination of the Son of the Demon Race!

On the other hand, in the corner of the imprint of wood, there was a boy in ragged clothes, with his eyes closed and sweat dripping from between his brows.

He carried a broken wooden sword behind his back, and his whole body was only at the stage of Qi refining.

He knows that he is not the right one, nor is he a person with outstanding talents.

But he yearned to cultivate immortality, he didn't have good resources, and even went to dig some gold, but was snatched away by that damned ninth priest.

So he was helpless, and in the end he could only come to comprehend this invisible and intangible avenue of wood.

Even if everyone thinks that the inheritance of Daoist Longhua was given to Lord Lin Mo.

But he is still not reconciled, and is still working hard to cultivate silently.

Even though he couldn't understand anything, he still didn't give up.

Because he didn't want to miss this opportunity to enlightenment.

Maybe I won't get anything, but if there is an opportunity, I must not miss it!
This is the only thing he can do now!

……

"I bet 1 taels of gold, and I bet that Lord Lin Mo will wake up within two hours!"

"Cut, it's only 1 taels? I bet 10 taels of gold!"

The monks in the crowd are all very rich, and tens of thousands of taels of gold are nothing more than a drop in the bucket to them.

The spiritual weapons and magical weapons in their hands, even if they are a little more powerful, can sell for 10,000+ taels of gold.

Luo Chuan also smiled slightly, and said, "I bet, one million taels of gold, who will come?"

"Damn, he's a cruel person!" Someone exclaimed.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Xuanzi also stretched out a slender jade hand, and said: "I bet 1 pieces, top-quality spirit stones, come on, bet! Anyway, I am not short of money! I bet that Lord Lin Mo will wake up in two hours!" !”

"Damn it, 1 top-grade spirit stones? Are you crazy?"

Luo Chuan said in surprise.

A look of pride appeared on Gu Xuanzi's face, and he said, "What's the matter? This is my salary for one year's practice. If I don't have it, I will go to my master!"

"Sure enough, do poor sons raise rich daughters? Why do I only have [-] top-grade spirit stones for my cultivation every year?"

"Haha, that's because your sect is stingy, hum!"

To be honest, Luo Chuan was a little sour.

These people's bets are so big.

Elder Tianxing was very envious of this.

Some people simply took out their storage bags and put them on the gambling table?

Is this too much?
And his storage bag is still on Senior Brother Chen Xinghe's body.

I don't know what the big brother is going to do?Haven't come back yet?
Immediately, Old Man Tianxing also took out several small white bottles from his sleeves, and said, "Everyone, here are the best Qi Refining Pills, one thousand pieces! Two hundred Foundation Establishment Pills! Let me do the math." , a total of 40 taels of gold! Not too much, right?"

"Pfft, Old Man Tianxing, where are you getting so many top-grade Qi Refining Pills and Foundation Building Pills? These are enough pills for a small sect to practice for a year!"

Gu Xuanzi asked in surprise.

Only rich people would use top-grade qi training bombs to cultivate, and even they could only use spirit stones, not top-grade qi training pills!

Speaking of this, the old man Tianxing once again showed a look of arrogance, and said: "Hmph, these are all the pills refined by my brother Lin Mo. Usually he puts them on me and asks me to keep them!"

Old Man Tianxing smiled.

He applied the technique of space compression in those small bottles, so he was able to store a thousand top-grade Qi Refining Pills.

"What? Lord Lin Mo is still an alchemist? Is it true? Can he make the best alchemy? Are you fooling me?"

Gu Xuanzi frowned slightly, he didn't believe the old man Tianxing's words at all.

The old man Tianxing said: "Believe it or not, I watched Senior Brother Lin Mo make these pills anyway! These pills are worth a total of 40 taels of gold! I'll force Senior Brother Lin Mo to wake up for an hour, you all Look at the bet, don't lose when the time comes, and cry!"

"Hmph, be careful if you lose, Prince Lin Mo will punish you!" Gu Xuanzi rolled his eyes at Old Man Tianxing.

But the old man Tianxing laughed and said: "Haha, no! I have a very good relationship with senior brother Lin Mo. Besides, senior brother Lin Mo is also good at these Qi Refining Pills!"

"Alright then, let's see when Lord Lin Mo wakes up now!"

"The gambling market has already been opened, and it will be closed in another quarter of an hour. Those who want to place bets, place bets quickly!"

……

At this moment, the Holy Son of the Demon Race finally couldn't sit still.

But after they saw Lin Mo's powerful talent for cultivating immortals, Lei Xuanzi was not jealous or envious, but felt extremely fearful.

You must know that he and Lin Mo were born in the same era and the same generation.

If Lin Mo is allowed to grow up, then as the future successor of the demon clan, he will have to face this avenue monster!
No one can match the speed of this person's enlightenment in nine days and ten places.

So Lei Xuanzi felt that he must take advantage of this moment to kill Lin Mo.

Otherwise, once Lin Mo is allowed to grow up, he will definitely become his most powerful enemy in the future.

"Mengmeng, it's time to do it!"

Lei Xuanzi murmured.

Lei Mengmeng nodded slightly, and said, "Good young master, but the ninth priest is by our side!"

"It doesn't matter, even if I die, I will definitely not let Lin Mo become the future enemy of the demons! I still have a chance to assassinate him now!"

After finishing speaking, Lei Xuanzi's eyes suddenly changed, turning into a blood-red color.

"Crazy thunder, dark lightning, lightning and thunder!"

"My fellow monks sitting here, I'm not pretending anymore, I'm showing my cards, I am Lei Xuanzi, the holy son of the Demon Race! Today, I came to the Great Xia Dynasty to practice, just to assassinate you peerless cultivators of the Great Xia Dynasty! Genius, hahaha..."

Lei Xuanzi laughed wildly.

With a big wave of his hand, countless black thunderbolts immediately emanated from his hand, spread out, and trapped all the monks present with thunder cages.

Afterwards, above his right hand, the dark thunder and lightning actually formed a spear posture, attacking and killing Lin Mo's back.

"How could this be?"

"Be careful, Lord Lin Mo!"

Among the crowd, someone shouted.

I saw an old man with a white beard, his whole body suddenly changed, his black eyes turned into white pupils, and he shouted: "Wanfa, Tianxingjue!"

"drink……"

This person is the old man Tianxing.

Old man Tianxing saw Lin Mo, was he going to be assassinated by the demons?

He can't bear it, he can't bear it.

So, he directly burst out the strongest aura on his body, scattered the entire dark cage, and then used his old and burly body to block in front of Lin Mo.

"laugh……"

The black lightning directly pierced through Old Man Tianxing's chest.

"puff……"

The old man Tian Xing spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were still white enough to make people panic.

He turned his head and gave Lin Mo a faint look.

As long as Lin Mo is fine and he is dead, what does it matter?

"Eldest brother, help!"

Moreover, the demon clan man in front of him is terrifyingly powerful.

He is also a practitioner of the Dao, and the old man Tianxing knows that even if he goes all out, he is no match for him!

So he could only call out to senior brother, hoping that Chen Xinghe could come over as soon as possible to save himself and Lin Mo.

(End of this chapter)