The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

The ear-piercing sound of breaking wind roared from behind, Qin Mo's pupils shrank, and he took a step forward, his figure quickly retreated.

"boom!"

The huge black palm slapped where Qin Mo was before, and a deafening crash resounded throughout the cave.The altar shook, and a huge crack appeared on it.

A terrifying force continuously emanated from the giant black palm, enveloping towards Qin Mo.

Leaving the giant palm's attack range, Qin Mo's face became more and more dignified as he felt the astonishing evil spirit coming from this giant palm.

After missing a hit, the giant black palm froze in place for a moment, and then the black light flickered, and the giant palm became much larger, turning into an afterimage, roaring towards Qin Mo again.

Qin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a step back with his right foot, and put his hands across his chest. The majestic primordial power poured out of his body, and he clenched his right hand tightly, and an invisible attack blasted towards the black palm in front of him.

The black palm collided with the primordial spirit power, shaking the whole space, a violent force spread out from it, smoke and dust rose everywhere, the altar in the middle was destroyed more severely, and the hollow part below was faintly exposed.

Looking at the giant palm, Qin Mo's eyes narrowed. The part where the black air was in direct contact with the primordial power became lighter in color, and the strange black air seemed to be swallowed by his primordial power.

"Shushasha..." An ear-piercing low hum sounded, and black air continued to emerge from the bottom of the stone tablet, and the moment the black air appeared, the entire altar shook.

The stele in the center trembled even more violently. When the black air moved, the body of the stele trembled accordingly. Under the trembling of the stele body, a force burst out from it, and the black air that had just emerged was pressed back again. underground.

The black air kept rising, and the body of the stele swayed left and right along with it. The stele was extremely old and seemed likely to fall down at any time, but it always stood in place, looking extraordinarily heavy, suppressing the black air below.

A dark light flashed on the iron chain that locked the stele, and the vibration of the stele slowly stopped. Taking advantage of this opportunity, dozens of black air came out from the ground.The ancient meaning on the stele became more intense, and dust fell from it from time to time.

Dozens of strands of black air kept intertwined and gathered in the air, and finally weaved into a huge cage, facing Qin Mo's body as a hood.

As soon as he was surrounded by this cage, a depressing black energy quickly seeped into Qin Mo's body. Qin Mo frowned. This energy felt quite different from the black energy in the Yuanshi before. Similar, all cold to the bone.

The black air seemed to be alive, the cage trembled, and suddenly many tentacles stretched out from inside, attacking Qin Mo's body.

When those tentacles were about to approach Qin Mo, there was a faint light flashing on his body, and the primordial power floating around him formed a armor directly, wrapping him in it.

When the tentacles formed by the black air approached the primordial spirit force, there was a sound of "chichichichi", and then disappeared into the air. Qin Mo's eyes lit up. There is a certain restraint.

But Qin Mo's primordial power is still very weak, far inferior to the power of black energy.Being attacked by the primordial spirit power, the black energy became more and more fierce, attacking again fiercely in Qin Mo's direction.

Looking at the menacing black air, Qin Mo took a deep breath, but there was no sign of flinching on his face, a cold light flashed in his eyes, with his right hand across his chest, a hurricane slowly formed behind him.

Following Qin Mo's actions, the hurricane grew stronger and violently broke out in this black space, trying to find an exit.

Qin Mo's attack was very tricky, but he still couldn't break through the shackles of this black cage.

Seeing the black air constantly attacking him, Qin Mo's eyes were sharp, if he had a usable sword in his hand...

Thinking of this, Qin Mo clenched his right hand, and the primordial power all over his body slowly boiled, like boiling hot water, a wave of hot air slowly dissipated from the air.

The air around his hand kept shrinking, a light flashed in Qin Mo's mind, and a transparent long sword appeared in his hand.

The shape of this sword is similar to that of the Thunderbolt Sword. Because it is composed of invisible primordial power, the sword body looks ethereal and has no weight in the hand, but Qin Mo can clearly feel a feeling of connecting breaths.

"Essential spiritual power weapon." Looking at the long sword in his hand, Qin Mo's face was pale, but there was a kind of joy in his eyes.

Holding the sword, Qin Mo's face was solemn, and the aura around him changed subtly, and a fearless aura poured out of him.

"Break." With a low shout, Qin Mo raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed at the black cage in front of him. The surrounding primordial spirit faintly began to riot, and a burst of bright light emanated from his body, illuminating the whole place. A small world.

The vast energy continued to spread around Qin Mo, and was split by the sword energy. The black energy seemed to have touched something frightening. It was shocked suddenly, and then slowly dissipated like flowing water.

Seeing the black air that had retreated around the stele but still showing its teeth and claws, Qin Mo snorted coldly, bent his right hand slightly, and swung his sword again. The primordial power around him burst out, turning into a sharp sword energy, and aimed at the black air The direction is overwhelming.

At this moment, the quiet stone tablet shook again, and a phantom appeared out of thin air, directly swallowing Qin Mo's piercing sword glow.After absorbing the sword glow, a jade-colored light flashed across the stone tablet.

Qin Mo clenched the sword in his hand, stepped back a few steps, and looked at the strange stone tablet vigilantly.

"Om!" There was a deep cry from the stele, and the vibration of the stele body also stopped, and a heavy feeling that seemed to come from the prehistoric wilderness spread in the space.

There was a sharp cry from the middle of the black air, as if it had encountered something terrifying, the color of the black air instantly dimmed, and then quickly retreated to the bottom of the stone tablet.

Qin Mo didn't move until the black air in the cave dissipated. He walked in the direction of the stele, and stopped when he was only one step away from the stele.Qin Mo stretched out his palm, and his fingertips touched the rough surface of the stele.

A sense of darkness spread along the stone tablet to Qin Mo's hands. What was different from before was that there was a hint of gentleness in this stone tablet at this moment.

Qin Mo's eyes were lowered, and there was some doubt between his brows. What exactly are these stone tablets and black air?This stele seems to exist to suppress the black air.

After the fight just now, the crack on the ground of the altar became bigger, and an empty stone chamber unexpectedly appeared below the crack.

Qin Mo withdrew his hand and walked towards the edge of the crack. The moment he turned around, a tiny spot of light emerged from the stone tablet and entered into his body.

The stone chamber below is not deep, and it is convenient to see the bottom of the stone chamber from above. Qin Mo hesitated for a moment, then jumped into the stone chamber.

The stone room on the ground floor was pitch black, except for a faint light flickering in the farthest corner. Qin Mo kept walking towards the only bright spot.

After getting closer, Qin Mo discovered that there was also a slightly smaller altar similar to the one above at the far corner, and what was shining was a square coffin on the altar.The coffin was about three meters long and about one meter wide, occupying almost the entire area of ​​the altar.

Stepping up the steps on the edge of the altar, only the sound of his own footsteps could be heard in his ears. Feeling the cold atmosphere around him, Qin Mo's footsteps paused. This place seemed a little unusual.It was only for a moment in a daze. After a while, Qin Mo raised his foot and continued to move upwards.

Go.

When Qin Mo stepped onto the altar, the whole coffin was also displayed in front of him.This coffin is made of high-quality nanmu, with very fine workmanship, rounded ends and straight middle.But the strange thing is that the pattern of evil spirits is carved on the body of the coffin.

With a movement of Qin Mo's hand, the long sword of Yuanshenli appeared in his hand again. He clenched the long sword tightly, and pushed the tip of the sword against the coffin lid.

"Wow!" The coffin lid slowly slid back, slowly revealing the scene inside.Qin Mo looked down and saw a person lying quietly inside.

The man was dressed in white, with his eyes closed, and he was lying in the coffin with a smile on his face, his posture was very peaceful.

Seeing him, Qin Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then frowned slightly, because the person in the coffin was exactly the one Old Man Wen asked him to find.

As if feeling Qin Mo's scorching gaze, the person in the coffin's black eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened his eyes.His eyes were extremely dark, and when he opened them for a moment, he was confused for a moment. When he saw Qin Mo in front of him clearly, his lips moved, and a hoarse and dry voice came out of his throat: "Are you who?"

His gaze swept across the man vaguely, Qin Mo's tone was cold, without any emotion: "Old man Wen asked me to come to you."

Hearing the words "Old Man Wen", the man was stunned for a moment, and then a light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "He is my old man."

father. Seeing that Qin Mo didn't intend to answer, he continued, "My name is Wen Qing." "

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire space shook violently. Under the violent shock, Qin Mo's body also trembled. Qin Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyelids drooped, covering the suspicious eyes below. Just now it seemed that the entire volcano was shaking.

"Let's go." Qin Mo pursed his lips tightly, pulled up Wen Qing who was still lying in the coffin, and walked away quickly.