MTL - The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother-Chapter 32 Out of mystery

Outside of the secrets of Huang Tian, ​​the atmosphere is a bit strange.

Jin Linfeng’s face looked extremely ugly. He smacked the blood-stained figure around Liu Yun, and screamed at the sleeves. “Impossible, Xiaomo can never be a magic repair!”

Liu Qingzhou saw the anger of Jin Linfeng, and the body could not help but shook slightly. Then he saw Liu Yun beside him, and he had the courage to continue. He said: "Qin Mo is the magic repair, I saw it with my own eyes. He directly took the spirit of the deacon and the deacon of the deacon." When he said this, his tone was slightly stunned, and the eyes slowly swept across the crowd. The tone seemed to reveal a temptation: "Besides this. In addition, he also grabbed our washing fruit!"

"Washing the fruit?" Hearing the word, everyone in the room took a breath of cold, revealing an incredible look. This washing fruit has always been a legendary thing, and now it has appeared.

And the hearts of several Jindan period monks are also slightly moved. Washing the fruit can wash the body of the monks and improve the qualifications of the monks. They are even more effective for those who are stuck in the peak of the Golden Age. They just take the wash now. Lingguo, even if there is no Yuan Ying Dan can also enter the Yuan Ying period.

Seeing the appearance of everyone in the scene, Liu Qingzhou could not help but add a little bit of joy, hanging his eyes, blocking the meaning of the grievances in his eyes, and then said: "The washing fruit has been eaten by Qin Mo, but... ..."

Although Liu Qingzhou’s words were not finished, the people present knew what he meant, and it didn’t matter if he ate, as long as others were there.

"What are you talking about, Xiaomo is my big disciple of Yueqingmen, how can you let you be so mad!" Hearing this, Jin Linfeng looked at him with a double eye, and his heart waved, and his right hand waved, facing Liu Qingzhou. The direction of the camera is taken.

"Jin Linfeng, what are you crazy!" Liu Yun's brow on the side was wrinkled, and his body shape was blocked in front of Liu Qingzhou, helping him to block the attack.

"Hey! He dared to filthy my apprentice!" Jin Linfeng snorted and said sharply.

"Golden head, you will first eliminate your anger and calm down. After all, this is what Liu Xianzhen saw with his own eyes. You must know that people know each other and don't know. If you think about it, do you really understand your apprentice?" The two stalemates stood in the eyes of Zheng Yangzong’s elder Cao Yong, flickering in the eyes, and waved his hand to Confucius behind him, and walked up to speak to Jin Linfeng.

Seeing Cao Yong’s gesture, Kong Fan, who originally wanted to do something, immediately stopped his movements. In Zhengyang Zong, although he is the head, it is undeniable that on the basis of wisdom, he is far more than Cao Yong.

Jin Linfeng frowned and looked at Liu Qingzhou with a scornful look. His eyes flashed dissatisfied: "He said that he saw it with his own eyes?"

"I have evidence." Liu Qingzhou can clearly feel the attitude of everyone present. At this time, in the face of the angry Jin Linfeng, his tone has become unhurried: "Meng deacon and deacon are our Yun Yin. The sentimental monk monk, our Yunyin sent a special soul lamp for them. Once they encounter unexpected events, their corresponding soul lights will be extinguished, and the soul lights will show what happened at the time of their death!"

When I heard this, everyone in the audience was somewhat clear. Generally, the big sects would point out a soul lamp for the important members of the martial art. The cloud hidden faction is no exception.

Regardless of his own injuries, Liu Qingzhou stumbled in front of Liu Yun and said with anger and anger: "Please take the lead for the two deacons!"

Liu Yun glanced at Jin Linfeng and immediately recruited a small disciple to help him: "You go back to the door to see." The disciple took a bow to Liu Yun and quickly left.

Looking at the back of the disciple, Liu Yun’s gaze was once again transferred to Jin Linfeng’s body. The seriousness that could not be said on the surface: “If Qin Mo is really a magic repair, I will not spare him!”

"Impossible!" Jin Linfeng's tone is still firm, but his heart has a faint hunch.

...

After many days of retreat, Qin Mo’s cultivation has been firmly stabilized in the third floor of the foundation period. After running within one mile, Qin Mo’s heart is also quite happy. During this time, he deeply realized the importance of strength. Sex.

Qin Mo's right hand movement, a silver-white long sword appeared in his hands, the sword is smooth, and there is a faint purple fog on it. Qin Mo gently touched the blade, and the feeling of coolness came along with a sense of joy that was connected.

After these days of rituals, this sword has officially recognized him as the main. This sword is called a falling sword. When you input spiritual power, it will produce powerful lightning. If you use it, the effect is better. It's like being tailored for him.

Waving his long sword in his hand, Qin Mo stood straight and walked outside. He is now going to find the monster to practice.

The cave where Qin Mo and Lin Zikai are located is next to a jungle. There are so many monsters in this jungle. They don't need him to actively seek out. Just entering the jungle, there are many monsters around.

Feel the breath of these monsters, the sword of the falling sword in the hands of Qin Mo actually violently exudes purple light, seems to be extremely excited.

Qin ink body bends forward, and the imperial sword in the hand enters the beast group. The sword shadow flashes, and only the white clothes of Qin Mo can be seen.

"Hey!" The mourning of the beasts continued to sound in the jungle, and the bodies of the monsters on the ground continued to increase. The expression on the face of Qin ink was more and more determined.

"Oh!" The last monster in front of him also fell to the ground. Qin ink took back the sword in his hand and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

After arranging his own messy clothes, Qin Mo’s footsteps were slightly lifted and he was ready to leave.

"Hey!" There was a big noise behind him, and then a sharp blade hit the Qin ink. Qin ink was in a tight heart, and his body shape flashed and escaped the attack. As soon as he turned around, he saw a black leopard standing behind him and staring at him.

The leopard was dark and covered with red spots, and there were a cluster of white mist under the four claws, just like stepping on the clouds. The leopard is called the blast leopard, and each of them has a spiritual silence, and they attack very fast.

Seeing the wind leopard, Qin ink's lips are slightly stunned, but there is no slight retreat in the eyes, but it is an eagerness. This blast came just like the previous monsters, but the amount of the monsters is not challenging for him. Qin Mo clearly understands that in order to make progress in strength, he must constantly experience the test of life and death.

The blast leopard looked at the body of the monster in the ground, and the eyes flashed with anger. The ants daring to ruin its kind in their own territory. The huge mouth is big, and the wind blade is coming in the direction of Qin Mo.

The long sword flew into the air under the imperial envoy of Qin Mo, and the wind blades were blocked one by one before returning to the hands of Qin Mo.

Qin Mo's footsteps turned slightly, holding the sword in the right, and the left hand quickly picked up a sword, and said in a low voice: "Broken sword!"

The voice of Qin Mo just fell, and the spiritual power around him violently violently rushed to the sword in the hands of Qin Mo.

This broken sword method is exactly the inheritance sword that Qin Mo got on the futon. The power of this sword method is to introduce the spiritual power of the whole body to its own spiritual sword, which makes the power of the sword method greatly increase. Now Qin Mo's strength is not very strong, can only barely adjust the spiritual power within ten meters around, but even if it is only the spiritual power in this small range, its power can not be underestimated.

A lot of aura poured into it, and the sword of the falling thunder sword shook, and a vibrato of "嗡" was made. For a time, the purple light was made, and a huge thunderbolt was turned to the blast leopard in front of him.

Seeing the purple thunder and lightning, the eyes of the blast leopard flashed a trace of fear. The white clouds under the four feet instantly became bigger, and the figure was transformed into a black line, and they fled to the side.

But the purple thunder seemed to have a long eye, and immediately behind it, only heard the muffled sound of "哧", and the body of the leopard came out with a large burst of flame.

"Oh..." There was a painful cry in the blast of the blast, and then the huge body trembled, quickly lying down on the ground, rolling on the ground, trying to put out the flame.

Seeing this situation, Qin Mo glanced sharply, clenched his long sword in his hand, and pointed his toes on the toes.

At the same time, a silver flash in the jungle, suddenly burst out of a figure, and attacked with Qin Mo.

"Hey!" The fierce cry of the blast leopard echoed in this jungle, making the body of many low-powered monsters around them shake.

A long gun and Qin ink's long sword were inserted in the body of the blast leopard. The two weapons just pierced the leopard body of the entire blast leopard. The blast leopard only screamed a few times and then stopped moving.

Qin Moshun looked in the direction of the rifle and saw Lin Zizhen standing on the other side of the blast leopard. He felt his sight. Lin Zikai smiled at him and shook his hand with a long gun. He would The dark gun was pulled out.

A few drops of blood fell on the face of Linzi's smiling face. I don't know why, Qin Mo's heart jerked, always feeling that there was a strange sense of disobedience.

But when he looked at it carefully, Lin Zikai was still a gentle and harmless look. He shook his head slightly in his heart, maybe he was wrong!

With the addition of Lin Zikai, it is even easier to deal with those monsters. In the last few days in the secret of Huang Tian, ​​the monsters of this jungle were tossed by Qin Mo and Lin Zi, almost every day. The screams of the beasts.

Before entering the secret of Huang Tian, ​​Jin Linfeng had already told Qin Mo to stay in the secret time of Huang Tian. At this moment, the moment when everyone left Huang Tian’s secret environment, Qin Mo and Lin Zikai stood together. He looked back at the secret behind him and touched the Qiankun bag at the waist. His experience in this mysterious journey was quite fruitful. Not only did he get the thunder sword, but he also found the beetroot grass needed by Jin Linfeng's refining Yuan Yingdan.

When I saw this beech grass, the old man should be happy, so it should be easier to say that he had a marriage contract with him.

Thought of this, Qin ink's mouth slightly raised upwards.