Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

Chapter 150 Three-legged black-bone chicken transformation - Wu Ji!
【Three-legged black-bone chicken】

[Strength: Level [-]]

【Variety: black-bone chicken】

[The power of the blood: the body of the black chicken, the real fire of Heisha, the escape of fire, the fire of the golden crow]

[Possesses a trace of the blood of the three-legged Golden Crow, the body is extremely hard, and there is a natal demon fire in the body]

Looking at the three-legged black-bone chicken in front of him, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

After the transformation, there were still some feathers left on the skin of the three-legged black-bone chicken.

But his face and wrists were bare.

His indifferent gaze swept across the crowd in the distance, and finally fell on Lin Mo.

His eyes turned tactfully, and a gleam of heat flashed in his eyes.

"Master, I want to kill someone!"

His mouth was slightly opened, and Lin Mo didn't know what to say when he blurted out.

"Don't kill like this!"

Lin Mo glanced at the three-legged black-bone chicken, and said, "By the way, I haven't given you a name yet!"

After all, he has already transformed, so he can't still call other three-legged crows.

This is also inappropriate.

Glancing at the three-legged black-bone chicken dressed in black, Lin Mo's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly said, "Since your body is a black-bone chicken, I'll call you Wu Ji!"

"Friend Lin, the name you chose is so random!"

Listening to Lin Mo's naming, Yinyue's voice sounded.

"Cough cough!"

Lin Mo coughed lightly, and looked at the three-legged black-bone chicken in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the three-legged black-bone chicken showed surprise, stared at Lin Mo, and said, "Wu Ji, I like this name very much!"

Hearing what the three-legged black-bone chicken said, the corners of Lin Mo's mouth slightly raised, and he said with a smile, "That's very good!"

But Yinyue in her mind has nothing to say about it.

But at this moment, several figures suddenly escaped from the opposite Mulan Fashi's camp.

Fleeing towards the direction of Huanglong Mountain.

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the bald browed man.

It is obvious that he made some articles by using the internal information of Yuling Zonggu Shuangpu.

And along with those mages who had cultivated in the alchemy stage, they rushed into Huanglong Mountain.

Thick fog continuously poured out from Huanglong Mountain.

The formation restriction suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the thick fog entangled and condensed, turning into an extremely sharp long knife.

In an instant, it fell into the body of those alchemy priests.

"Ah! There is a trap!"

"not good!"

……

Facing the screams of the mages, the woman in the green shirt sitting on the giant beast had cold eyes and did not move her brows.

"It really is a trap, what a pity!"

"If Fellow Daoist Gu didn't let you do it, you must continue to lurk and play a greater role!"

The woman surnamed Le looked at the miserable scene in front of her and didn't care.

"Master Le, the people inside!" The master magician clenched his hands into fists, staring at the sea of ​​fog, and said with his eyes spitting fire.

The alchemy cultivator who led the team up just now is a direct descendant whom he attaches great importance to.I didn't expect to fall into the opponent's formation.

Amid anxiety, this person couldn't help thinking of saving lives.

"Don't waste your efforts. With the supernatural power of the other party's Nascent Soul cultivator, it's not easy to deal with a few alchemists in the big formation. I'm afraid they have already been wiped out."

The woman in the green shirt glanced at the tall and thin Fashi, and said without emotion.

"If that's the case, Guru Le, let me take the lead in breaking the formation! Then the monks inside will be crushed one by one!"

The tall and thin Fashi's face was livid, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

"The opponent's supernatural powers are not small, and he can also use the weird polar blue magic flame. If you are not careful, you will fall into the wrong way."

The woman raised her eyebrows and said: "Master Wen, your skills are most afraid of this kind of monk who fights in close quarters!"

"The "Soft Wind Jue" I cultivated will never be inferior to the opponent's Thunder Dungeon in terms of speed. No matter how powerful the opponent's magic flame and golden arc are, if you don't let them get close, it will be useless at all."

A cold light flashed in the woman's eyes, and she said with a hint of pride.

"Alright, this person can only be dealt with by Le Guru."

When the tall and thin priest heard this, he couldn't help but feel relieved: "Master Yue is the master who competes with the Tianlan Saintess of the abrupt person, that person must not be an opponent!"

"Hmph! Saintess Tianlan!"

As soon as he heard Tianlan Saintess, Master Le, who was originally calm, immediately turned gloomy.

Hearing this cold snort, the tall and thin Fashi was startled.

Only then did he remember that this Master Le was ashamed of being defeated by the Tianlan Saintess.

I've always hated it being mentioned.

The tall and thin Fashi's complexion suddenly changed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

It is not a good thing to say something wrong and offend Master Le.

Lin Mo's figure flickered and turned into a blue phantom, flying away in the direction of Fashi Mulan in the distance.

Lin Mo's speed is extremely fast.

In an instant, it has come hundreds of feet away.

"According to the plot, this time there should be a god teacher comparable to the late baby baby!"

"At that time, we can see the methods of this divine master!"

The corners of Lin Mo's mouth slightly raised, he looked at Master Le in front of him from a distance, and said, "I don't like to dawdle here!"

"let's start!"

Master Yue on the opposite side was slightly taken aback, but he didn't expect Lin Mo to be so arrogant.

Seriously, in the face of so many Muran Fashi, so provocative to himself.

"court death!"

If this kind of cultivator with several strange supernatural powers is not eliminated, unexpected accidents may occur in future battles.

Master Yue sneered, but he was not afraid at all.

Escape directly from the back of the giant beast.

When she sensed that the young monk was less than a hundred feet away from her, the white light on the woman in the green shirt shrank, she slowed down her escape speed, and stood still.

Although she has full confidence in herself, she has no intention of fighting the opponent rashly without knowing whether there is a trap in the opponent's place.

Master Le patted the storage belt lightly with one hand, and a green fist-sized ball suddenly appeared in his hand.

Sacrifice the cyan ball to the top of the head, and hit it with a formula at random.

Immediately, the treasure shone brightly, and countless blue light threads shot out, instantly piercing through the dense fog within a radius of more than a hundred feet, and turning into gusts of green wind.

After a burst of madness, the dense fog was blown away, and everything nearby became clearly visible.

Master Yue raised his eyebrows, and saw a young man in black robe standing there silently tens of feet away, looking her up and down without any expression on his face.

"Be cautious!"

Lin Mo glanced at Master Le, smiled and shook his right hand.

"Huh! Huh!"

Accompanied by the incomparably sharp sound of piercing through the air, one after another, the emerald green bamboo bee cloud swords flew out of the sky.

Seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords galloped up, mixed with golden thunder light.

Looking at the mighty Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, Master Le's expression was gloomy, and he dared not be careless.

With both hands pinching the formula continuously, a white light flashed across his body.

A pure white silk-like magic weapon flew out of the sky.

The ribbon was white and glaring, and after a big circle, it suddenly turned into a big snow-white eagle, with two wings spread several feet in size, fiery red eyes, and black claws.

With one flap of its wings, the snow sculpture disappeared from the spot after a flash of white light, but the next moment, it appeared in the sky above Lin Mo.

After a sharp cry, the monster bird suddenly fell down, and a pair of sharp claws grabbed Lin Motian's Linggai fiercely.

Lin Mo looked indifferent, and raised his right hand indifferently.

There was a thunderous sound, and dozens of slender golden arcs shot out from the palm, turning into a large golden net and facing the air, enveloping the white eagle.

Seeing this, the white eagle's eyes flashed fiercely, his wings shook, and the sound of piercing the air came out. Countless white wind blades shot out from the wings densely, hitting the oncoming golden net.

There was a "rumbling" crackling sound, and golden light and white light intertwined together.

But at this moment, the 72 green bamboo bee cloud swords had already come to Master Le.

Master Le's eyes moved slightly, his fingers spread apart, the pintuo was in the shape of a lotus flower, and there was a white light flashing on it, faintly looking, as if a white lotus that was about to bloom was slowly taking shape.

At this time, the golden thunder of evil spirits had wrapped around the giant eagle.

He pulled it directly in front of him, opening his mouth slightly.

A mouthful of deep blue dry blue ice flame fell on the struggling giant eagle.

The sound of "Zi La" sounded.

As soon as Bingyan touched the giant sculpture, a layer of blue light flashed across its body in a blink of an eye, condensing it into an ice statue, still maintaining its eyesight.
The woman in the green shirt turned a blind eye to the capture of the giant eagle, but chanted some ancient spell in a low voice with a solemn expression.

"I'd like to see what tricks you're going to play!"

Lin Mo was not afraid at all, and with a wave of his sleeve, he shattered the ice sculpture in front of him.

Looking at Master Le in front of him from afar.

Compared to the battle between Lin Mo and Master Le, Han Li and the others also fought with Fashi Mulan.

For Han Li, Lin Mo was extremely reassured, and was not afraid that he would be damaged here.

As far as Han Li's means were concerned, even if the divine master wanted to keep him, it would not be so easy.

But at this time, Master Le's method has been fully displayed.

Suddenly, there was a clear chanting sound like fairy music from the opposite side, and a layer of white light curtain that seemed to be real, enveloped the entire area with a radius of hundreds of feet within it.

A strange scene appeared on the opposite side.

The white light lotus in Master Le's hand not only opened its petals, but also floated a few feet above the girl's head, emitting a dazzling white aura.

The white lotus didn't seem to be transformed by any treasure, it was completely formed by the woman's own magic power.

This is the spiritual art of Master Mulan.

For the two Nascent Soul cultivators who were killed before, Lin Mo didn't get the spiritual practice method.

"Maybe this Master Le has these exercises in his hands!"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and he looked at Le Shangren in front of him, with a killing intent flashing in his heart.

Looking at the 72 green bamboo bee cloud swords approaching, Master Yue frowned slightly.

Opening his mouth slightly, a mouthful of crystal white mist was sprayed on the white lotus.

Immediately, a layer of lotus phantom appeared out of thin air from the white lotus, as if covering the woman in reality.

Seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords cut through the air, and slashed heavily on the white lotus shadow.

"A stab!"

A blue light flashed, and 72 green bamboo bee cloud swords slashed heavily on the white lotus.

Master Yue in the white lotus was safe and sound.

A smug look appeared on Master Le's face, but the look in his eyes suddenly changed.

I saw phantom dragons suddenly appeared on the 72 green bamboo bee cloud swords.

From a rough look, there are a total of 72 heads.

"How can there be so many flood dragon artifact spirits???"

Seventh-level monsters are rare, and these are extremely rare flood dragons.

The most outrageous thing is that there are 72 heads.

Master Le was really shocked.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and the white lotus outside Master Le's body was shattered.

Master Le's complexion changed drastically, and a ray of light blue light wrapped around his body.

It directly turned into a ray of breeze and disappeared in place.

"Wind escape technique!"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Dry blue wind and thunder wings, which contain the power of the four major attributes of ice, thunder, fire, and wind.

I have the power of ice and thunder attributes, but I have no clue about the power of wind attributes.

Perhaps some clues can be found in this wind escape technique.

Seeing Master Yue who had turned into a blue phantom and dodged the green bamboo bee cloud sword, Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "I want to see which one is faster compared to my dry blue wind and thunder wings?"

With the sound of "crackling", a blue dry blue wind and thunder wing appeared on the back.

"Crash!"

Qian Lanfenglei's wings flapped gently, and Lin Mo's figure directly turned into a blue phantom, quickly chasing after him.

At this time, Master Yue only felt a headache. He originally thought that with his own means, he should be able to handle Lin Mo.

No wonder Lin Mo's strength is so powerful.

Originally, he was just a middle-term cultivator with some methods, relying on a few strange magical powers.

And as long as he restrains his magical means, he may be able to easily take down Lin Mo.

It's just that when I really faced it, I realized that it was just a dream.

The methods he was proud of were vulnerable.

"call out!"

With the light waving of the dry blue wind and thunder wings, Lin Mo instantly appeared behind Master Le.

The God of Evil Resisting Lightning continuously condenses into a golden grid of thunder, which wraps around his right hand.

Grabbed toward Master Yue's shoulder.

At this moment, a soft milky white light suddenly appeared from Master Le, and pieces of pure white lotus petals bloomed on his body.

A soft touch followed.

A huge lotus flower bloomed under Master Le's body at some point, with white petals, constantly spinning around.

Its complexion was pale.

Obviously, to use this supernatural power, it is not a small consumption.

"Being a cocoon!"

Lin Mo sneered, and the golden thunder of evil spirits kept bursting out at this moment.

In an instant, the huge white lotus was completely entwined.

"Ah! What kind of supernatural power is this!"

Feeling the strong sense of oppression from the Evil Resisting Divine Thunder, Master Le turned pale and screamed.

And with the continuous compression of the evil spirit thunder.

The white lotus outside Le Guru's body was instantly shattered, and the golden thunder of evil spirits fell directly on Le Guru.

"uh-huh!"

He only had time to scream, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

"A living Nascent Soul cultivator is worth much more than a dead one!"

Lin Mo turned around and looked at Wu Ji who was galloping forward, and said, "I'll leave it to you to guard!"

While speaking, he directly threw Guru Le to Wu Ji, and turned to look behind him.

"Master Mulan, you should come too!"

With a wave of Lin Mo's right hand, a green phantom appeared beside him.

(End of this chapter)