Chapter 29 Retreat from Han Li! Fight giant centipedes!
It’s just that the condensation of this spirit seal is very difficult.
According to this technique, it is to separate a part of one's own consciousness and condense it into a spiritual seal.
Every time you brand a monster, you need to consume a spirit seal.
For Qi-training monks who are still unable to condense their spiritual consciousness, practicing this technique can only slowly compress their spiritual thoughts and condense the spirit seal.
Without a year and a half, it would be impossible to condense it successfully.
But by coincidence, the condensation of this spirit seal was tailor-made for Lin Mo.
Lin Mo, who has practiced Dayan Jue for the second time, can divide his spiritual consciousness into ninety-nine parts.
“It’s quite simple!”
Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly.
The consciousness in his mind keeps changing, and its appearance slowly changes towards the spirit seal.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye it was the second day.
"Tap! Tread!"
As a series of footsteps sounded, Han Li, who was wearing a light yellow shirt, looked at the empty turf in front of him with surprise on his face.
"Why...why is there no spiritual grass here?"
"Who is so heartbroken?"
Han Li's eyes widened as he looked at the spiritual grass that had been stripped naked in front of him.
Everything is incredible.
“Whoops!”
As a sound broke through the air, Lin Mo, dressed in white shirt, appeared.
Suddenly walked out of the tree hole.
Lin Mo looked at Han Li, with a chill flashing in his eyes: "Detour!"
"You are!!!"
Seeing Lin Mo's appearance, Han Li immediately remembered.
Isn’t this the monk who rescued Brother Xiaoshan that day?
Why did he join the Hidden Moon Sect now?
Looking at Lin Mo in front of him, Han Li showed hesitation: "There are only four bronze doors to enter this place. If you change the way, it will take a long time!"
Lin Mo He glanced at Han Li and waved his right hand.
A pitch black three-legged rooster appeared in front of him.
The piercing wound of the Hanyu Sword on his chest has recovered.
It's just that the flesh is slightly pink, which is in sharp contrast to its pitch-black body.
This Nangong Wan is his forbidden love, so naturally he cannot let Han Li get a share of the pie.
The safest way is to let it take a detour.
"Level 1 peak monster!!!"
Looking at the three-legged rooster that exuded a strong aura, Han Li's pupils on the opposite side shrank slightly, looking quite shocked.
This three-legged rooster is so powerful that it keeps flapping its wings and creating strong winds.
[Three-legged black-bone chicken]
[Strength: Level 1 peak]
[Variety: black-bone chicken]
[Power of blood: body of black-bone chicken, The Fire of Silky Chicken】
[Possessing a trace of the three-legged Golden Crow bloodline, the body is extremely hard, and there is a natal spiritual fire in the body]
Originally, it was just a rooster, but after Lin Mo used the spirit seal to tame it, it turned out to be a three-legged black chicken.
"How can this person know the skills of Spirit Beast Mountain!"
Looking at the three-legged black chicken next to Lin Mo, Han Li backed away slowly, his eyes full of vigilance.
Now Lin Mo’s cultivation has reached the thirteenth level of Qi training, which is far beyond the comparison of Han Li who only has the eleventh level of Qi training.
Plus a peak-level three-legged black chicken.
No matter how Han Li calculated, his chances of winning were extremely low.
With this in mind, Han Li smiled and cupped his hands towards Lin Mo: "In that case, this treasure land will be given to you!"
Having said that, Han Li Li Zhi shook his figure and walked towards the distance.
Without any hesitation.
This old devil Han is really cautious.
To be honest, Lin Mo still wanted to have a fight with Han Li to see Han Li's current strength.
"Nangong Wan should find Mo Jiao soon. What will happen if it's too late?" Thinking of this, after confirming that Han Li was far away, Lin Mo jumped directly into the distance.
This second level is completely a huge ring-shaped mountain range, which is tightly blocked by the invisible fog all year round.
In this mountain, there are not only natural spiritual places such as caves, dense valleys, and cliffs, but also man-made buildings such as stone houses and stone halls. All kinds of heaven and earth elixirs grow in these places.
After all, Lin Mo is not Han Li, so he cannot hide in a stone room where the ink dragon lives.
So the best way is to join up with Nangong Wan.
According to the sect's location method given by the sect, Lin Mo soon found the location of the remaining disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect.
“With so many people, they must be Nangong Wan’s group!”
Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at the thick fog in the mountains, and murmured in his heart: "Counting the time, it is time to cast the Moon Sun Orb."
Suddenly, Lin Mo felt a sudden wave coming from the southwest. An astonishing amount of spiritual power came, followed closely by a white light that shot into the sky.
The white light condenses into a vortex, constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a dazzling sun.
The sound of "bang" was like the sound of heaven and earth shattering, and then the white light group suddenly collapsed.
It turned into tiny points of light, falling down and falling into the mist.
And when the light spot touched the fog, there was a constant squeaking sound.
The fog disappeared quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, a continuous mountain range appeared in Lin Mo's eyes.
“Whoops!”
Lin Mo didn't hesitate at all. His body swayed and turned into a shadow, instantly rushing into the mountains.
As if someone was taking the lead, there were several figures flying towards the mountains a few miles away.
"Roar!"
As soon as we entered the mountains.
I saw a huge centipede blocking Lin Mo's way.
Centipede's aura was surging, and it actually reached the first level peak.
In terms of strength alone, he can compete with his own three-legged black chicken.
The centipede monster was several feet long, lying on a rock. It had a dark and hard shell, tentacles several feet long, and sharp fangs, staring straight at Lin Mo.
“Seeking death!”
Lin Mo’s eyes were slightly cold and he directly patted the spirit beast bag on his waist.
"Whoops!"
As a black light flashed, a three-legged black chicken flew out instantly.
The moment he saw the centipede monster, the three-legged black chicken seemed particularly excited.
The huge wings flapped continuously, creating gusts of wind.
His sharp mouth is flowing with wisps of faint breath.
"Do it!"
Lin Mo's eyes were slightly cold, and he raised his hand and used two ice stabs.
"Whoosh!"
One by one, extremely sharp thorns pierced out from the ground in an instant.
It was stabbed directly from under the body of the centipede monster.
"Crack! Click!"
The body of the centipede monster was extremely hard, and the hard ice spikes fell on it, and there was only the sound of the ice blade breaking.
"Roar!"
The centipede monster roared, opened its mouth directly, and a cloud of dark purple poisonous mist spurted out from its mouth.
When the three-legged black-bone chicken saw this, it immediately flapped its wings.
The raging wind directly blew away the poisonous mist.
Those three sharp claws, as hard as iron, quickly stabbed towards the centipede monster.
"Crack!"
The hard armor that cannot be penetrated by the ice spike technique is much more fragile here than the three-legged black chicken.
It pierced the armor easily.
The snow-white tender meat inside is exposed.
The three-legged black chicken was not polite and pecked it directly.
(End of this chapter)