Chapter 118 The spirit stone mine reappears!
Wherever it passes, the venom instantly condenses into ice.
At the same time, the sixteen Blood Spirit Guards around were not idle either.
They all turned into a bloody shadow and flew towards the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
Sixteen bodies flew out in the air at extremely fast speeds.
In an instant, he appeared in front of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
The ancestor of Haichao Pavilion, who was competing with Lin Mo for spiritual power, his face suddenly changed, and he snorted coldly: "Despicable!"
As Haichao Pavilion roared, he saw a The streamer instantly flew out of the storage bag.
The light is dazzling.
A light blue light shield instantly flew out of the storage bag.
As soon as the blue shield appeared, rapid water flowed around it.
“Intermediate magic weapon!”
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.
At this moment, the Blood Spirit Guards had already arrived in front of him.
“Hulala!”
Waves of turbulent water flowed out from the blue magic shield.
The water flow was extremely fast, and in an instant, the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion was completely enveloped.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
With bangs and bangs, the Blood Spirit Guards continued to slap on the water curtain.
Every time a punch landed, ripples appeared on the water curtain.
But this blue shield gives it a powerful defensive ability like a turtle shell.
No matter how hard the Blood Spirit Guard beats it, it cannot be broken into pieces.
Among the magic weapons, defensive magic weapons are naturally the most precious.
The ancestor of Haichao Pavilion, shrouded in an intermediate defensive magic weapon, is not afraid of the impact of the Blood Spirit Guards at all.
It's just that the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion can withstand the impact of the Blood Spirit Guards and the ice power of the Thunder Sword Flame.
The blue venom has been completely frozen.
The cold mist was extremely fast and completely froze the Blue Jade Bowl in the blink of an eye.
“Not good!”
Feeling the ice of his natal magic weapon, the expression of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion changed slightly.
His figure swayed and he quickly retreated.
“Crash!”
The ancestor of Haichao Pavilion was suddenly enveloped by a mass of water.
As the blue light flashed, a figure completely condensed by the water appeared behind him.
The water is surging.
Its body shape is also constantly changing.
In the blink of an eye, it has grown to the size of three people.
The water flow condenses and forms, and a powerful breath emerges from the water flow.
“This technique is interesting!”
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and opened his mouth slightly: “Explode!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the three thunder sword flames instantly burst out with extremely powerful ice energy.
At such a close distance.
Three ghostly thunder sword flames suddenly exploded, and the powerful ice power burst out at this moment, completely enveloping the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
The first thing that collided with the power of ice was the blue light curtain formed by the condensed mid-level defensive magic weapon.
“Crash!”
The detonation of the thunder sword flame was as powerful as the self-destruction of three fake infant monks.
Directly freeze the water flow protective cover outside his body.
The power of the ice did not disappear, but once again blasted towards the innermost water body of the Haichao Pavilion ancestor.
“How could there be such a powerful power of ice!”
At this moment, the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion shrank his eyes and exclaimed.
"Crash!"
With the sound of water flowing, his figure swayed.
Disappeared in place.
When the figure of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion reappeared, he was already more than ten kilometers away.
But at this moment, the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion was covered in water marks and his face was extremely pale.
It was obvious that he had used some strange escape technique.
Escaped ten miles away in an instant.
There are some escape spells like blood escape.
Looking at the back of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion, Lin Mo's eyes flashed with a chill.
To cut the grass, we need to get rid of the roots.
What's more, this is an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.
If we let him go, there will inevitably be trouble in the future.
Thinking of this, a faint blue water flowed out of Lin Mo's body.
With the full use of Shuiguang Dun, Lin Mo turned into a blue shadow and fled towards the distance.
Although Lin Mo is just a fake infant, he is not as good as the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
If he were in his prime state, one-wheel escape would really not be as good as him.
But now the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion is very weak, his steps are sloppy, and his face is pale.
Fei Dun cannot compare with Lin Mo at all.
Lin Mo, whose whole body was wrapped in water, escaped extremely fast.
Everywhere we passed, the waves surged into the sky.
"Junior, do you really want to fight to the death?"
Feeling Lin Mo chasing behind him, the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion panicked.
In the successive battles, not even a tenth of the spiritual power in his body remained.
Coupled with the water escape that does great damage to the body.
If Lin Mo really caught up with him, his day would be very unlucky.
If Lin Mo could be driven away, that would naturally be the best.
Unfortunately, he didn’t expect to meet Lin Mo today.
Lin Mo was determined to kill him at this time, so naturally he would not give him a chance to escape.
“Crack!”
Lin Mo directly took out the inner elixir of a level seven ice monster and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
As soon as I put it in my mouth, a force of adsorption instantly surged out of the Yin Yang Liang Yi bottle.
Ingest it directly into the bottle.
"Crash!"
As soon as the demon elixir was put into the bottle, Lin Mo could clearly feel the surging spiritual power flowing towards his golden elixir.
There was only one Nether Thunder Sword Flame left in the dantian, but a second Nether Thunder Sword Flame began to slowly condense into it.
Looking at the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion who was escaping in the distance, Lin Mo's mouth showed a smile.
"Ancestor!!"
Wu Mao, who was still shouting just now at the door of Miaoyin, suddenly looked stunned.
He never expected that his ancestor, whose hands and eyes could reach the sky, would be chased by the monk who was in the alchemy stage.
What he saw in front of him obviously overturned Wu Mao's cognition.
But when he looked closely, he found someone fleeing in the distance.
He is the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
"This...how is this possible!"
His eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
Waiting for a reaction.
Suddenly, several phantoms appeared in the Miaoyin Gate.
Xin Ruyin and Chen Qiaoqian.
Looked at Wu Mao with cold eyes, full of murderous intent.
During the fierce battle between Lin Mo and the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion, he had already used the sound transmission jade slip.
It fell on the two women.
The message he conveyed was to deal with Wu Mao after he left.
Now that Lin Mo has left, the two women appear to deal with Wu Mao.
“There are actually two alchemy monks in Miaoyinmen!”
Feeling the cultivation of the two women, Wu Mao’s expression changed slightly.
Not everyone is like Lin Mo, who can fight across levels.
Wu Mao is just an ordinary monk in the alchemy stage.
The moment I saw two monks in the alchemy stage.
The first thought is to turn around and run away.
But in front of the formation master Xin Ruyin, naturally he would not be allowed to escape so easily.
“Boom! Boom!”
As sharp sounds broke through the air, delicate formation flags quickly flew out of Xin Ruyin's storage bag.
The formation flag was extremely fast and instantly turned into a stream of light, plunging heavily into the seabed.
“Crash!”
As the formation condensed, streams of water continued to gush out from the bottom of the sea.
The water flow was turbulent, like raging dragons, rushing towards Wu Mao.
Chen Qiaoqian flicked her wrist, and a blue bead magic weapon slowly floated in front of her.
......
At the same time, in front of a "Fairy Island" thousands of miles away. The ancestor of Haichao Pavilion looked at the Haichao Pavilion sect, which was only a few miles away, and couldn't help but show joy.
With the existence of the mountain guarding formation, Lin Mo would never dare to rush into the mountain gate no matter how arrogant he was.
It's a pity that the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion thought wrong.
After chasing all the way, Lin Mo had already condensed the second Nether Thunder Sword Flame.
Looking at the happy ancestor of Haichao Pavilion in the distance, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, revealing a sneer.
“It’s all over!”
As Lin Mo finished speaking, two thunder sword flames flew out of his mouth instantly.
As soon as the dark blue thunder sword flames flew out, they intertwined and merged with each other in mid-air.
Soon a long and short giant sword was formed.
"Quiet!"
Lin Mo pinched the magic formula with one hand, and a light blue shadow fell on the blue long sword.
I saw the thunder sword flame disappearing from the place in an instant.
And when it reappeared, it was already behind the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
The biting chill of the thunder sword flame swept over him instantly.
The ancestor of Haichao Pavilion turned pale and had no time to think about it.
Light blue water condensed around him again.
Obviously, in order to survive, he would rather have his cultivation damaged than perform this secret technique.
"You can run once, but you want to use it a second time?"
Lin Mo sneered and pointed towards the Youlei Sword Flame with one hand.
I saw the surging ice aura restrained and burst out instead.
It is the golden light at the tip of the sword.
Shui Gang Divine Thunder.
"Crack!"
The surging power of thunder, like golden snakes, burst out in the blink of an eye.
Completely entangle the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
The condensed water figure outside his body became the best help at this moment.
“Uh-huh!”
The ancestor of Haichao Pavilion groaned and tilted his head.
Falling straight from mid-air.
“Explode!”
A hint of cruelty flashed in Lin Mo’s eyes. If the two thunder sword flames could not kill him, he might have failed.
After all, there is no spiritual power left in the body.
Melee combat alone is at most comparable to a late-stage pill-forming monk.
There is no way to deal with Nascent Soul.
"Boom!"
The burst of thunderous cold flames instantly burst out with an extremely biting cold light.
The cold light continued to condense, and in an instant, a blue ice crystal condensed on the spot.
What followed closely was the surging cold flames.
Continuous incineration.
Puddles of blood continued to sprinkle from the mid-air
"Whoops!"
Suddenly, a light blue figure emerged from the cold mist with a startled face. Escaped quickly.
"Want to run?"
Lin Mo sneered, pinched the magic formula with one hand, and turned it into blue silk threads.
Quickly entangle the Nascent Soul.
"Junior, you and I have no grievances, why do you need to kill me next time?"
Seeing that his Nascent Soul was captured, the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion was panicked. Lin Mo begged for mercy:
"Please let me go!"
Lin Mo waved one hand and directly held the Nascent Soul of the Haichao Pavilion ancestor in his hand.
Then he grabbed his left hand in the direction of the wreckage of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
A light blue storage bag was placed in his arms.
Looking at the Nascent Soul in his hand with cold eyes.
"Do you think I'm a fool?"
A monk in the Nascent Soul stage was hiding in front of the Miaoyin Sect.
Below, there was a Dan-formation monk from Haichao Pavilion shouting there.
No matter how you look at it, there is something strange about this matter.
“If you don’t tell the truth, I have all the means to make you tell the truth!”
Lin Mo flipped his wrist, and a pitch-black bone flag fell into his hand.
It was pitch black and gloomy.
Feeling the gloomy aura on the bone flag, the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion felt terrified.
“If I say so, can you please avoid me!”
Seeing the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion relent, Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a faint smile: “It depends on you. News, can I buy your life?”
For Lin Mo, this was the first time that Lin Mo killed a Nascent Soul monk.
Although the eighth-level demon beast Bingxiu killed before was also comparable to the strength of the human Nascent Soul.
But after all, it relies on the restraint effect of the formation and the natal magic weapon.
Some tricks.
But now, dealing with the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion, this was the first time that Lin Mo truly killed the Nascent Soul cultivator.
"It was Ji Yin Ancestor who deceived me!"
"He asked me to deal with you!"
Seeing that he had a chance to survive, Haichao Pavilion Ancestor immediately took care of everything without thinking. out.
After listening, Lin Mo touched his chin and took a deep look at the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
“I...I definitely didn’t lie!”
Yuanying, the transparent ancestor of Haichao Pavilion who was several times smaller, looked panicked and kept shaking his head, as if he was afraid that Lin Mo wouldn't believe it.
The moment he told the story of the Jiyin Patriarch, Lin Mo actually believed in the Haichao Pavilion Patriarch.
"Ancestor Jiyin, it seems that during the trip to Xutian Palace, I have to kill you first!"
A chill flashed in Lin Mo's eyes, and murderous intent suddenly arose in his heart.
This Jiyin ancestor is also very cunning. Instead of looking for trouble on his own, he actually bewitched the Haichao Pavilion ancestor.
Let him lose his life.
Now that only Yuanying is left, the Haichao Pavilion ancestor will find a good body in the future.
It is also extremely difficult for him to regain his strength in the Nascent Soul stage.
“This information of yours is not worth buying your life for!”
Speaking of this, Lin Mo looked at the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion coldly and said calmly: “I will give you another chance. ! ”
The ancestor of Haichao Pavilion said quickly without thinking: "I...I just discovered a low-level spirit stone mine in my home!"
Hearing this, Lin Mo's heart moved slightly.
“Are you telling the truth?”
A low-level spiritual stone mine is much more precious than the spiritual stone mine in Tiannan.
Although it is not enough to support the ninth level of alchemy formation, it allows my second spirit infant to break through to the Nascent Soul cultivation level.
Still a breeze.
“Where?”
Lin Mo raised his right hand, and wisps of biting coldness enveloped his fingers.
If Lin Mo is not satisfied with the reply from the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.
This thunder sword flame will pierce through his Nascent Soul.
"Just... right in the back mountain!"
The little Nascent Soul of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion pointed at the storage bag in Lin Mo's arms and said quickly: "There is a blue jade token inside! ”
“You can freely access all places in Haichao Pavilion by holding it!”
Listening to the words of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion, Lin Mo nodded with satisfaction.
He patted the storage bag on his waist with his right hand.
A jade puppet appeared in his hand.
This puppet doll was specially customized by Lin Mo to restrain Nascent Soul.
Puppet dolls are very simple, just pure jade dolls.
But Lin Mo placed a high-level fire spell restriction inside it.
As long as Lin Mo notices something strange about Yuanying, he can destroy it immediately.
"Go in!"
Lin Mo pointed at the jade puppet and said, "You'd better be honest, if you accidentally touch any restrictions!"
"Destroy yourself. You can’t blame me!”
After hearing this, Yuanying, the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion, turned pale even more.
“How many Nascent Souls are there in the Haichao Pavilion?”
Lin Mo glanced at the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion and asked lightly.
The successive encounters made the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion lose his mind and whispered: "It's just me!"
Lin Mo nodded slightly.
If there are no Yuanying monks, then you can go in and set up the soul seizing formation.
But before that, you have to go back and make a soul-catching formation.
After all, Lin Mo didn't expect to encounter a spiritual stone mine outside Biling Island.
(End of this chapter)