The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

There was a faint black light on the bodies of the three puppets, which showed that they had been sacrificed by the old monster of Mingshan many times.They surrounded Qin Mo with expressionless faces, only attacking constantly.And the old monster Mingshan stood far away.

With the long sword in his hand, Qin Mo used the Qingbo Jue again. Perhaps it was because the difference in cultivation between them was not too big. The Qingbo Jue did not have a very corrosive effect, but it still blocked their series of attacks attack.

At the beginning, Qin Mo's movements were a little flustered, but later on his movements became smoother.He also had time to carefully observe the three puppets in front of him.

Although their movements are fierce, they have a fatal flaw, that is, their movements are too rigid, far behind the speed of ordinary foundation-building stage monks.Moreover, perhaps because they are dead objects, their attacks only have those few methods.

Seeing this, Qin Mo's gaze also became much sharper. He stared at the puppet, his feet slipped slightly, and he suddenly turned into a white shadow in the night, darting towards the latter like lightning, and swiped the long sword in his hand. With a sharp sword light, he slashed at the joint of one of the puppet.

There was only a sound of "touch", and the puppet's arm fell down in response.

The long sword in Qin Mo's hand immediately changed its direction, and slashed towards other joints in the same way. In just a moment, only the torso remained of the three puppets, unable to move at all.Qin Mo couldn't help turning his eyes to the old monster of Mingshan, he found that the old monster of Mingshan seemed unable to move when controlling the puppet, and could only watch dryly.

The old monster of Mingshan also noticed Qin Mo's gaze. He didn't expect that although Qin Mo's cultivation was only at the foundation stage, his strength was already extremely high.Thinking of this, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the old monster Mingshan, a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his lips moved slightly, as if he had read something.

The puppet, which had been motionless just now, suddenly spun around. Qin Mo was startled, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards them again, but this time before the long sword got close, Qin Mo's attack was blocked. The puppet had already returned to its original state, attacking Qin Mo at a faster speed.

The force of the attack was obviously much stronger than before. Under the heavy attack, Qin Mo didn't check for a while, one of the puppets slapped Qin Mo's chest suddenly, Qin Mo only felt a pain in his chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood As soon as he came, his body flew backward involuntarily, and finally hit a giant tree behind him.

"Eldest senior brother!" An anxious call came from behind. Seeing Qin Mo like this, everyone present couldn't help but feel worried, but they didn't have the slightest ability at the moment.Lin Zizheng's eyes tightened, and he was about to walk towards Qin Mo's direction.

"Don't come over!" Qin Mo's voice came from the front, and Lin Zizheng's footsteps stopped immediately.

Qin Mo's original white robe had already been stained with many black marks, and there was still a dazzle of bright red blood on it. He stood up slowly holding Bi Youjian, his eyes were different from the usual coldness, at this moment It exudes a scorching light.Qin Mo is an extremely stubborn person at heart, and he never gives up until he reaches his goal.Seeing him like this, everyone present could not help but quiet down.

Holding the long sword in his hand again, Qin Mo quickened his pace, and in a short while came to the puppet again.With a twist of his wrist, he used Yueqingmen's sword formula again.

The puppet also attacked tirelessly.

Seeing Qin Mo wrestling with the puppet, the old monster Mingshan couldn't help but snorted coldly. He was extremely dissatisfied that he hadn't cleaned up Qin Mo for so long. He wanted to catch Qin Mo alive, and then make Qin Mo into a powerful monster. Living corpse, it seems that it is better to forget it now!Thinking of this, he couldn't help saying something again.

One of the puppet's black eyes turned strangely, his movements froze, and then he quickly jumped up, his hands formed into claws, and struck straight at Qin Mo's throat.The other two puppets also stepped up their attacks.

Qin Mo's heart tightened, the long sword in his hand only had time to block the deadly attack of the puppet in front of him, while he was attacked by the two puppets beside him.

Swallowing the blood in his mouth, Qin Mo fixedly looked at the puppet in front of him. The moment he jumped up, Qin Mo clearly saw that there seemed to be a transparent silk thread connected to the back of his head.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a thought flashed in Qin Mo's mind. Qin Mo circulated the spiritual power in his dantian, and then a purple flame appeared in his palm. The flame was only as big as his palm, constantly jumping , appearing vibrant.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Mo threw the flame in his hand behind the heads of the three puppets. The movements of the puppets suddenly stopped, and their outstretched hands stopped in the air.And the purple flame gradually burned to the body of Mingshan Patriarch along an invisible line.

Ancestor Mingshan frowned, a look of anger flashed across his face, and he said in a dark voice: "Damn it, you discovered it!" The silk thread is the spiritual force he used to control the puppet, once it is disconnected, , the puppet will no longer follow his instructions.

Thinking of this, he moved his hands, and the three puppets disappeared in place, and he ignored the flames that were constantly burning towards him, and only waved his long sleeves lightly, trying to extinguish the flames.After all, the flame power in the body of a monk in the foundation building period is very weak and cannot cause any harm to him.

But to his surprise, the flame grew strangely a lot under his actions, and the three clusters of small flames also merged into one big flame, rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed.

"Hmph!" The old monster Mingshan snorted coldly, and a burst of thick black air suddenly appeared around him, wrapping him tightly in it.The group of purple flames came to his side in the blink of an eye, and rushed into the black air at once.

"Damn it, it turned out to be Lei Huo!" Patriarch Mingshan's roar suddenly resounded in the night, and then he saw the black energy around Patriarch Mingshan dissipate quickly, and his figure appeared in the sight of everyone again among.

The black robe worn by the ancestor of Mingshan has been burned to pieces, exposing his body.Perhaps it was due to years of poisoning, his skin was pitch-black, wrinkled like pieces of dry old tree bark.At this moment, he was busy extinguishing the purple flames on his body.Wherever the flame burned to him, a puff of blue smoke rose from his place, obviously causing great damage.

Seeing this scene, Qin Mo couldn't help being a little surprised, he didn't expect the thunder fire in his body to be so powerful.Thinking of this, Qin Mo's eyes lit up slightly, and his spiritual power was activated again. A wall of fire appeared in front of him, and he moved towards the ancestor of Mingshan.

After doing all this, Qin Mo couldn't help panting slightly, the operation of the thunder and fire was extremely exhausting, and there was no spiritual power in his body at this moment.

"Ah!" Patriarch Mingshan screamed, and then saw a figure rolling around in the flames.

After a long time, I saw that the flame was slowly extinguished, and the ancestor of Mingshan was lying on the ground dyingly, having lost the ability to move.

Qin Mo didn't know that Lei Huo is the most yang fire in the world and the nemesis of all evil things. Originally, with his strength, it was the Lei Huo in his body that couldn't defeat the ancestor of Mingshan who had been in the fifth floor of the foundation period for many years. That's what made him beat him by mistake.

Qin Mo clenched the Biyou Sword tightly, and walked to the Patriarch Mingshan's side. The point of the sword pointed straight at his throat, his fingers moved slightly, but he didn't stab it.

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous! My cultivation of more than 500 years has been defeated in the hands of a little kid like you today. It's God's will to trick people!" The ancestor of Mingshan didn't know why Qin Mo didn't care about the long sword in his hand. Actually laughed out loud.

As he said that, the ancestor Mingshan revealed a sinister look in his eyes, and licked his dry lips, "However, just wait, as long as there is a chance, I will definitely make you my puppet... ···”

Before he finished speaking, his face froze suddenly, his protruding eyes drooped slightly, and he saw the long sword was deeply inserted into his chest, and the bright red blood flowed continuously along the edge of the sword. Falling down, at the moment when the consciousness ended, the ancestor Mingshan thought in his heart, why is his blood red instead of black?

Qin Mo's hand holding the sword hilt trembled lightly, and a slight warmth was transmitted from the hand holding him. Qin Mo slowly turned his head, and saw Lin Zizheng standing in front of him at some point. Behind him, he held his right hand tightly, and it was he who stabbed down with his hand just now.

Sensing Qin Mo's gaze, a gentle smile appeared on Lin Zizheng's face, and he parted his thin lips lightly, saying, "Eldest senior brother, if you don't kill him, you will definitely have endless troubles, after all he But the one who wants to make you into a puppet!"

At the end, Lin Zizheng kicked Patriarch Mingshan's body viciously, and with a bang, Patriarch Mingshan fell to the ground.But Lin Zizheng's eyes were fixed on Qin Mo, his eyes were full of stars, and his tone was full of bewitching meaning.

Qin Mo just looked at Lin Zizheng for a long time, and finally his eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes focused on the sword point that was still dripping with blood. This was the first person he killed, but he already understood what kind of world this was.Thinking of this, he said lightly, "En."

The corners of Lin Zizheng's mouth curled up slightly, senior brother...

After a long time, Qin Mo turned his gaze to other places.

Kong Xiao's body on the side was already soaked in blood. It was obvious that he had fought very hard against Mingxue, but even so he did not give up, because behind him was the entire Zhengyang Sect.

Seeing this situation, Qin Mo clenched his long sword tightly and was about to step forward to help.Lin Zizheng stretched out his hand to hold him, pointed to the side and said, "Someone is coming!"

Only now did Qin Mo see that the elder Jindan of the Zhengyang Sect had subdued the three demon cultivators and was quickly coming to Kong Xiao's side, so he couldn't help but feel relieved.

One of the Jindan elders waved his sleeve fiercely in the direction of Mingxue, and Mingxue spit out a mouthful of blood immediately, and Kong Xiao took the opportunity to knock him down with a sword.

Everyone's eyes are burning, this is the strength of Jin Danqi.

Kong Fan stepped forward and wanted to walk into the hall with the three controlled Jindan stage demon cultivators.He didn't pay attention to those scattered demon cultivators who were still attacking outside. After all, their strength was low. As long as there were enough Zhengyangzong Lingshi, no matter how much they attacked, they would not be able to break through Zhengyangzong's defense.

"Hmph! What a waste! You can't even do this little thing well!" At this moment, there was a loud shout in the air, like a thunderclap, resounding in everyone's ears, and some young disciples with low strength couldn't help but trembling.

Everyone followed the sound, and when they saw the speaker clearly, their bodies froze in place.

I saw the man in a purple robe, with piercing eyes, standing in the void out of thin air.

As we all know, only the Nascent Soul Stage can stand out of thin air, and the person who came was actually a Nascent Soul Patriarch.