King of Consciousness

But what about this time? Is he going to break the common sense in Tianhuang Continent again and use his cultivation level in the body refining period to challenge many young monks including innate warriors on his own?

Although the level of cultivation among the group of teenagers in front of them is somewhat uneven, there are more than ten teenagers among them who have reached the level of innate warriors.

Moreover, the cultivation levels of the other thirty young men are at least above the eighth level of the body refining stage. What's more, he is not allowed to use his spiritual consciousness to attack. Isn't this "tying his own hands and feet"? It can be said that this is an extremely unequal "discussion", and no one is optimistic about Qin Mo.

"Miracles" are born by chance. If it happened often, it wouldn't be called a "miracle".

Human beings have indeed created many "miracles," but if a person often creates "miracles," then he cannot be called a human being. He should be called a "monster."

Could this enigmatic young man be a "monster"? Will he continue to create "miracles"? People are constantly wondering and unable to understand, and they are secretly looking forward to the birth of a "miracle".

"Hey, dear nephews. Uncle Master's time is limited, so hurry up and come together." Qin Mo stood with his hands tied in front of the ancient clock, looking at them and smiling leisurely.

Li Haizang waved his hand and arranged a space of about 600 square meters of vitality cover. At this time, Qin Mo was standing in the middle in front of the ancient clock in the attic. If the besieging young men wanted to attack him, they had to step on the foundation laid by the ten-foot-high Canglan Divine Stone.

For a foundation that is ten feet high, ordinary people must pay a huge effort or price to attack him. But for monks like them, this height and distance are simply not worth mentioning in their eyes.

The innate warrior controls the flying sword and can attack at any time. Although monks in the body refining stage cannot fly for the time being, they can launch an attack by simply kicking their feet. At the worst, they can launch an attack by borrowing force from the ground.

Although this height is nothing in their eyes, Li Huan and others are not idiots. Not only are they not stupid, but they are all handsome and smart.

When Qin Mo just stood in front of the ancient clock, he saw Li Huan standing face to face with him, and Shui Yidao led a group of younger brothers to quickly come behind him. Wei Tianzhen was on his right, leaving only an open space on the left. There is quite a "surrounding three towers and one tower" posture, which is in line with the siege strategy in the art of war.

"Listen, you are not allowed to use weapons to attack, try to avoid contact with the opponent's spiritual consciousness, and you are not allowed to use spiritual consciousness to attack." Li Huan said to a group of his disciples.

"How about you, go and test the strength of our little uncle Qin?" Then he pointed to a monk next to him who was at the peak of the ninth level of body refining.

"Master, why can't you use weapons to attack?" the monk asked with some confusion.

"Idiot, haven't you seen that our young master Qin is using his bare hands? There are so many of us fighting against him alone. If we still use weapons, where do you want me to put my face?" Li Huan said angrily, "Others" The young monk couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Just after Li Huan took the lead in sending a monk, Shui Yidao and Wei Tianzhen also made the same arrangement. They each sent a monk at the ninth level of the body refining stage.

They also told them not to use weapons or use spiritual attacks. Although the monk sent by Li Huan was the first to set off, the other two monks sent by him arrived almost at the same time.

"Roar!"

Only the three of them were seen, almost shouting in unison. Then he stepped on the ground with both feet, and his body rose out of thin air. When it reached a height of ten feet, he punched out and hit Qin Mo directly.

When they looked at Qin Mo as if he was stunned, still waiting for the fist to come, the three of them finally couldn't help but let out a ferocious laugh.

"You are too slow."

When Qin Mo's fist was about to strike, he suddenly shook his head and sighed softly. Then, in the astonished gazes of the three of them, Qin Mo magically disappeared.

"not good!"

The three of them were all startled. At this time, urgent shouts came from behind them, "Be careful behind you." Just when the three of them were about to turn around, they suddenly felt their arms tightening, as if they were being pinched by a "big pliers" "It's like clamping it, and you can't move it anymore. At the same time, a strong force came, grabbing them and hitting them against the ancient clock.

"what!"

There were originally three exclamations, but because the interval was too short, they almost turned into one.

"clang……"

The melodious bell just rang, but due to the violent impact, it finally turned into a muffled sound.

At this time, the three monks who had just rushed up had turned into rolling gourds. It was unknown whether the impact was too violent or they were stunned by the sound of the bell. I saw that the three of them had completely fainted.

Suddenly, the three parties below looked at each other, everything happened too fast. Before they could figure out what was going on, they saw that the three people sent out were already lying under the ancient clock, as if the three of them had directly bumped into the ancient clock.

The monks outside were also a little puzzled. They only saw Qin Mo's figure flashing behind the three of them. Then he seemed to grab their arms and hit the ancient bell like "pushing the boat with the current." They didn't understand why. None of the three of them resisted? And there wasn't even a trace of struggle.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the ground seemed to be shaken. Just when everyone was stunned and secretly guessing the reason why the three of them fainted.

I saw a figure leaping up from the top of the ancient bell attic and hitting directly where Li Huan and his group were standing.

"Quickly get out of the way, it was Junior Master who hit him." Someone noticed that Qin Mo was hitting them directly and shouted loudly.

"My dear, this little uncle is too fierce! If he is hit, how can he survive? I'm afraid his skin will peel off even if he doesn't die." Suddenly, there was a panic in Li Huan's team, and even The people who had been following him dispersed in a hurry and hurriedly hid on both sides.

"Haha, my uncle is so powerful. I'm here to meet you." Li Huan was not surprised but said with a smile.

He seemed to have expected Qin Mo's move and soared directly into the sky to meet him. At the same time, several figures rose into the air with him and directly faced Qin Mo, who was smashed down in mid-air.

The altitude of more than thirty meters was not that far away. Not long after Li Huan and the others rose from the ground, they met in the air.

However, at the moment when they were about to collide with Qin Mo in the air, Li Huan and the others suddenly laughed, and then their figures moved to the side, and they gently and skillfully avoided the collision with Qin Mo. A common misfortune.

Just when they were complacent and successfully avoided the collision with Qin Mo, they could follow him and ravage him severely.

Suddenly, Li Huan seemed to have seen a ghost and shouted loudly: "How is this possible?"

Qin Mo, who was supposed to fall, was like a gangrene attached to his bones. Not only did he not fall immediately, but he stuck closely behind them and moved over like them. Amidst Li Huan's panic, he saw a big hand like iron pliers, clamping tightly around his throat.