The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

Called by the little foxes and neglected by them, the black-bone old man's consciousness, which was a little sober because of the pain, became confused again, and the voice that was speaking in his ear before slowly sounded again: "Kill him, kill him..."

"Ah!" The black-bone old man yelled, and got up from the ground. His whole body was boiling with black energy, and he couldn't see his original appearance anymore. He staggered towards Qin Mo's side: "I'll kill you!"

The little fox snorted coldly, flicked its long tail in the air, and slapped hard in the direction of the old man with black bones.Being hit again, the black bone old man lay on the ground, trembled a few times and then stopped moving.

The little fox's movements seem very random, but the impact is great.This blow not only sent the black bone old man flying, but also killed many demon cultivators around him.They were bloody and bloody, and their deaths were very miserable.

Qin Mo raised his brows, the little fox's cultivation seemed to have improved a lot, and he was so powerful with just a touch of divine sense.

Seeing this scene, the three high-ranking demon cultivators in the Central Demon Realm could no longer calm down. The leader hummed, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty killing intent, looked at the fox from afar, and said, "Kill the fox!" .”

When the voice fell, a red light visible to the naked eye slowly emerged from his body, the body of Moxiu present froze suddenly, and even the pupils of the Qingxue three shrank slightly, squinting their eyes with some enjoyment .Blood Demon Light is not something that can be enjoyed all the time.

The red light became more and more intense, and finally turned into a dazzling blood red, enveloping the entire magic cultivator in it.The blood red was very rich, and it made people feel extremely shocked.

After that moment of stiffness, the demon cultivator roared continuously, swung his body, and rushed towards the little fox.

The little fox's eyes turned cold, he protected Qin Mo by his side, and immediately dodged to stop the demon cultivators who were roaring from all directions.

The orthodox monks were not idle either, they formed their formation again, instantly transformed into a sharp spirit sword, and slashed at Moxiu's head.

Seeing that Qin Mo was fine, Lin Zizheng felt relieved. Looking at Fairy Qingfeng, Qingyang and the others surrounding him, he didn't feel any pity.His body trembled, and the ribbons wrapped around him broke apart inch by inch.

The natal magic weapon was damaged, Fairy Qingfeng turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood.She clenched the broken ribbon tightly in her hand, but she didn't intend to back away. Her eyes fell directly on Lin Zizheng without moving away.Holding the void, a long sword appeared in front of her

in the palm of your hand.

There was brilliance surging in the depths of her eyes, this person shouldn't be like this.

The little fox's forefoot and tail kept slapping the surrounding moxiu without using any spells. Once it hit it, it was a large piece of meat paste.And Qin Mo beside it, with a long sword flying in his hand, brought out countless sword flowers, and cut off the surrounding demon cultivators one by one.

With the powerful little fox, even with the blessing of the blood demon light, Moxiu's advantage in the field gradually tilted towards the righteous side.

Seeing that Qin Mo would not be in any danger under the protection of the little fox, Lin Zizheng felt a little unwilling, but he couldn't do anything at the moment.Although he came here this time for experience, it doesn't matter if Moxiu loses, the safety of senior brother is the most important thing.

His movements slowed down, and he slowly began to deal with the people around him.The silver gun in his hand was dancing, and his eyes were slowly searching around Qin Mo. He was looking for Wen Qing.

He didn't pay much attention to Wen Qing at first, but later he paid a little attention to it because of old man Wen, but he didn't expect this person to harbor evil intentions. What purpose does he have by the elder brother's side?

Found it, Lin Zizheng's eyes lit up, Wen Qing was half lying in the corner at the moment, his eyes drooping, he didn't know what he was thinking, and the monk who had fought against him before was also standing beside him.

The monk stood in the distance, watching the rather bloody scene calmly, with a leisurely expression, but his gaze was fixed on Qin Mo who was not far away.

As if aware of Lin Zizheng's gaze, the monk suddenly turned his head, raised his lips and smiled.Different from the peaceful expression before, there is a bit more evil in his smile at this moment.

Lin Zizheng's heart skipped a beat, the monk looked very much like his master.

Before Lin Zizheng could think about it, the monk suddenly stretched out his hand. That hand was as long as jade, and even shone faintly in the sunlight.He frowned, and patted Qin Mo's direction.

With a twist of his wrist, he slashed open the neck of the person in front of him. Qin Mo let out a breath. At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a strong killing intent rushed out from his back.

Qin Mo turned around and saw the monk who raised his hand at a glance. His pupils constricted. When facing the old man with black bones, he was just suppressed in place. But facing this monk, he even lost the strength to resist. up.

"Be careful!" The little fox suddenly let out a long and sharp cry, and its four tails swung rapidly, stirring the surrounding demons into a pulp.The light on his body shone like a bright sun.At the same time, his figure quickly enlarged, protecting Qin Mo under his body.

"It's just a juvenile nine-tailed sky fox." The monk snorted coldly, the arc of the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, and he became more sinister and awe-inspiring.

His palm stopped in the air, and there was still a distance from the little fox's body. After a moment of stalemate, the hand quickly fell down.

The little fox's originally invisible body became more ethereal, its huge mouth opened wide, and a ball of white light emerged from its mouth, and rushed to the monk at an extremely fast speed, directly hitting the monk's body.

Hit by the white light, the corner of the monk's mouth trembled, and he quickly returned to normal, and he exerted more force in his hands.Under his hands, the little fox's body was shattered to pieces.In the end, it turned into many fluorescent lights and wrapped Qin Mo tightly in it.

When this thread of primordial spirit was shattered, in the distant demon world, a huge white fox suddenly opened its eyes. It raised its head, its eyes were obscure, as if it could see the distance through the sky, and it let out a sigh: " Qin Mo..."

Swinging the long sword with a piercing sword aura, Qin Mo moved quickly. Seeing the little fox's primordial spirit being destroyed in front of his eyes, the negative emotions in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Fearlessness in the heart is true fearlessness, and the direction of the heart is the direction of the sword. At this moment, Qin Mo's gaze was extremely firm.

"Good eyes, it's a pity." The monk looked at Qin Mo opposite him. At this moment, his whole body had a fierce aura, like an unsheathed spirit sword. The cold air was pressing, especially those eyes, which were dark and bright, shining With ten thousand rays of light.

The monk only sighed for a second, and the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

At the same time, the spear in Lin Zizheng's hand suddenly burst out with a powerful force, the tip of the spear flashed with silver light, and the spear broke the long sword in Qingfeng's hand, and then directly pierced her shoulder.Lin Zizheng frowned, turned the gun around, and threw Qingfeng out.

Then Lin Zizheng turned around in an instant and rushed towards Qin Mo's body.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye. After the monk withdrew his hand, he found that Lin Zizheng was hugging Qin Mo, and both fell to the ground.

Sweeping his gaze over Lin Zizheng, the monk frowned, displeasure and helplessness flashed in his eyes, sure enough, this Qin Mo couldn't stay, as long as he was around, Lin Zizheng couldn't really grow up.

The monk's hand hidden in his cuff moved, and just as he was about to do it, Lin Zizheng's trembling voice came from next to his ear: "Brother..." He withdrew his hand, that's right, he saw with his own eyes that his palm fell on the ground. On Qin Mo's body, Qin Mo would not be able to survive.

Lin Zizheng had already sat up straight. He only had Qin Mo in his eyes. His fingers trembled a few times before placing them on Qin Mo's chest. Feeling the disordered breath under him, his complexion changed, and the spiritual power in his body quickly directed towards Qin Mo's chest. Mo's body rushed out.

Eldest brother lay obediently in his arms, this was a scene he had dreamed of seeing, but now his heart ached so badly.

Earlier, Lin Zizheng swung everyone away and rushed in front of Qin Mo in order to block the blow for him. He knew in his heart that the monk was his master and would not kill him.But he didn't expect that when Qin Mo turned around in his arms, he caught the palm abruptly.

Qin Mo's face was pale, and he could clearly feel the passing of his life.Blinking his eyes, a drop of warm water fell on his lips. When he looked up, he saw Lin Zizheng staring at him with an expressionless face. His eyes were dead silent. His eyes slowly slipped down.

Qin Mo's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything. His eyes drifted and landed on the clouds in the sky.His world does not have such a clear sky, but unfortunately, he can never go back.

Seeing Qin Mo's eyes slowly becoming confused, Lin Zizheng held Qin Mo's hands tightly, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face, which seemed extremely strange at this moment. He bent down and leaned closer to Qin Mo's ear, He took Qin Mo's earlobe in one mouthful, licked it before letting go, and said softly, "Brother, you don't want to owe me even if you die, do you?"

Without Qin Mo's answer, Lin Zizheng said to himself, "But I just want you to owe me and remember me for the rest of your life." His tone was gentle, but his attitude was extremely domineering.

Qin Mo's consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he trembled instinctively when he heard Lin Zizheng's words.

"Brother, do you know why twin flowers are called twin flowers?"