The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

Lin Zizheng sat on the side, feeling very nervous. It turns out that immortals can really fly.Looking at the three people in front of him, Lin Zizheng finally cast his gaze on Qin Mo who was dressed in white.Although Qin Mo has never spoken a word to him, he just feels that Qin Mo is different. Even though he has only read a little under the guidance of his mother and doesn't know many words, he still knows clearly This person is extremely beautiful even if he just stands there.If all immortals look like this, he thought, even if he had to go through untold hardships, he would still become an immortal.

Qin Mo had no idea that he was being admired and admired by the protagonists of this world, and he was currently focusing his attention on the universe bag in his hand.Qiankun bag is a storage bag in the realm of comprehension, which can hold many items with you.When Yue Zhongling took out the flying magic weapon from his universe bag just now, he noticed a gas emitting yellow light faintly flowing between his hand and the universe bag, Qin Mo guessed that it was spiritual energy.But I don't know if other people can see that aura, but he can't ask this question at the moment, after all, this should be common sense in this world.

Qin Mo's sleeves were very long, just enough to cover his hands, and his slender fingers kept groping for the universe bag. The universe bag had been hanging around his waist, it was about the size of an ordinary purse, and there was a pattern embroidered on it. A small lotus flower.

After playing with it for a long time, Qin Mo still couldn't find a way to open the Qiankun Bag. It was mentioned in the novel that the Qiankun Bag needs spiritual consciousness to use it.Frowning, Qin Mo cast his gaze on the Qiankun Sack. Since he needs divine consciousness, it should be useful for him to focus on it!

His eyes were a little sour, and Qin Mo couldn't help but feel a little discouraged because the Qiankun bag hadn't changed at all.In the original world, he, Qin Mo, was extremely intelligent, no matter what he did, he could always do it to the extreme, but when he came to this world, he couldn't even do these simple things well.Although he didn't plan to live forever in this world, Qin Mo was naturally arrogant. Since he was wearing this extremely talented body, he naturally didn't want to fall behind.

Yue Zhongling looked at Qin Mo's slightly thin figure in front of him, and then at Jin Ling'er, who was obviously bored, and frowned slightly. Today's Xiao Mo is a bit strange. Although he has always been so indifferent, he still treats Jin Ling'er The child is wonderful, and she will never be left alone so boring.

At this moment, the flying magic weapon under their feet suddenly shook violently. Yue Zhongling raised his head and looked forward without thinking about it. He couldn't help being shocked when he saw it, and shouted impatiently: "How could there be such a thing?" Thunderbird!"

Following Yue Zhongling's gaze, Qin Mo tightened his grip on the Qiankun Bag, and his eyes revealed a look of nervousness.

Surrounding them were two gigantic giant birds. Their beaks were about half a meter long and the front end was extremely sharp, and they were pecking at the flying magic weapon under their feet from time to time.

Yue Zhongling clenched the long sword in his hand, his expression was extremely ugly.The flying magic weapon they are using now is only the common weapon of the Yueqing Sect - the cloud boat, which is only used to guide the new disciples to the sect. Although the flying ability is excellent, the defense ability is extremely poor.If these thunderbirds are allowed to attack, this magic weapon will definitely not be able to support it.

Gritting his teeth, Yue Zhongling made a decision in an instant. He landed the cloud boat on the ground, protected Lin Zizheng, who had no mana, and Jin Linger, who had little mana, behind him, and then injected spiritual power into the long sword in his hand. Nei waved towards the Thunderbird in front of him.

One of the two thunderbirds has the strength of the ninth level of Qi training, while the other has the strength of the foundation establishment stage. Of course, Yue Zhongling is fighting with the thunderbird of the foundation establishment stage.In the blink of an eye, he saw Qin Mo still standing where he was, and couldn't help shouting, "Xiao Mo, take the sword!"

Seeing the huge bird flying towards him, Qin Mo's heart tightened, and he could not help but tighten his fingers holding the universe bag. How on earth should the universe bag be opened?Could it be that God is going to kill him?It doesn't matter if you wear it as cannon fodder, but you will die here on the first day you wear it!He is unwilling!

The skyrocketing resentment surged in his heart, Qin Mo only felt a blur in front of his eyes, a messy thing appeared in front of his eyes, and what was in his hand was a shining long sword, ups and downs It seems to be alive.Not caring much, Qin Mo stretched out his hand to take the sword and slashed at the Thunderbird that had approached.

Qin Mo was a surgeon in his previous life and often performed operations, so his fingers are extremely flexible, and this long sword fits perfectly in his hand. Presumably this sword was specially made for this body.

The long sword struck Thunderbird's body, which caused bursts of thunder. The Thunderbird seemed to feel the pain in its body. It pointed its long beak at the sky and yelled loudly. The sound shook Qin Mo's eardrums and made him ache.Sheng Luo spit out a big mouthful of thunder and lightning towards Qin Mo's direction.Only then did Qin Mo clearly understand the true meaning of the name Thunderbird.

Yue Zhongling's cultivation was obviously higher than that of the Thunderbird in front of him, so he handled it with ease. While fighting, he took the time to take a look at the situation of the people behind him.Seeing Jin Ling'er guarding Lin Zizheng away from her, a comforting smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.Immediately, his gaze shifted to Qin Mo who was at the side, and he couldn't help being shocked, and shouted, "Little Mo, what's going on? Pour spiritual power into the Biyou Sword!"

At this moment, Qin Mo was in a bit of a panic, and could only barely deal with the Thunderbird's attack with the long sword in his hand, but the Biyou Sword, a top-level magic weapon, did not play any role in his hands, and could only be used as a kitchen knife by him use.

Yue Zhongling had rich experience, so he could tell at a glance that Qin Mo's body did not use any signs of spiritual power. Thinking of this, his brows became even tighter. What happened to Xiao Mo? There was something wrong before, but now This feeling is more serious.Before he could think about it, a thunderbolt hit Qin Mo's body, and Qin Mo's white clothes suddenly turned yellow, and traces of blood continued to emerge from inside the clothes.

Yue Zhongling's hand holding the long sword tightened, and without thinking about it, he accelerated the attack in his hand, wanting to support Qin Mo.

"Eldest brother!" Seeing Qin Mo's injury, Jin Ling'er couldn't help shouting anxiously.

There was a sharp pain in his body, Qin Mo frowned, but he didn't have any time to take care of the wound, turned the sword in his hand, and attacked Thunderbird's most vulnerable eyes.He also wanted to pour his spiritual power into the Biyou Sword in his hand, but unfortunately, he was new here, and he didn't know how to use his spiritual power at all.

The thunderbird was hit in the eye, obviously a little violent, its wings vibrated violently, it flew to Qin Mo's head, and attacked Qin Mo's head in the blink of an eye.Qin Mo tightly held the long sword in his hand, and there was a trace of determination in his eyes.

Just when the giant beak was about to attack him, a huge earthen wall appeared in front of him, blocking the Thunderbird's fierce blow for him.At the same time, a long sword struck from behind the Thunderbird, and with a flash of white light, it split the Thunderbird in half with an extremely sharp sword aura.

Blood splattered everywhere, and even a few drops fell on Qin Mo's face. Qin Mo's hand holding Bi Youjian tightened, and after a while, it slowly eased down. Standing where he was, he slowly stretched out his hand to wipe his face Wipe off the blood stains.

Jin Ling'er stared blankly at the elder brother in front of her, her pure white robe was stained with blood, she held a sword in one hand, even though she was injured, she looked indifferent, for some reason, her heart "touched" at this moment Jumped up, out of her control.

Behind Thunderbird's body, Yue Zhongling had a displeased expression on his face. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Qin Mo's hand, and stared at Qin Mo's face closely, as if he wanted to see through the As if seeing something clearly, the tone was low: "Who the hell are you?"

Qin Mo's face remained unchanged, but his heart bulged. Have you been suspected?With a slight trembling of his fingertips, he said in a blunt tone: "Master, I... I'm just a little nervous." But there was no sign of nervousness on his face.

Seeing Qin Mo's usual expression, Yue Zhongling couldn't help but let go of Qin Mo's hand, his face became much more relaxed, and his heart felt a little loose. Indeed, this was the first time Qin Mo had fought against each other. He practiced alone in the sect, and he had been with him all the way, so it was impossible for him to be taken away without his knowledge.Then he looked at Qin Mo's tired face again, and Yue Zhongling thought to himself, it seems that after going back, he should suggest to the head that Qin Mo should go out to practice more, otherwise he will not be able to use his spiritual power when it comes to fighting , which is not a good thing.

Seeing Yue Zhongling let go of his hand, apparently believing what he said, Qin Mo couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time he spit out a mouthful of blood, just now he was injured by the thunderbird It's not light.

"Eldest brother, are you alright?" Seeing Qin Mo spitting out blood, Jin Ling'er hurriedly stepped forward to support Qin Mo's body, and asked with concern.

Yue Zhongling on the side also showed concern on his face, put away the long sword in his hand, looked at the sky, and frowned tightly, the sky was full of fiery red fire clouds, it was already very late, and he couldn't help but He said, "Let's go, let's go back to the sect as soon as possible!"

"Hahaha, since you're here, you don't want to go back, stay here obediently and be my puppets!" Yue Zhongling's voice just fell when a hoarse voice sounded from the side, full of thick The maliciousness caused the faces of the four people present to change.

With the sound of this voice, a thick black mist suddenly filled the surroundings of the four of them, enveloping them all.