Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

Chapter 222 Traitor
Lin Mo turned back very quickly to look at the ancestor of Yuansha, with an excellent face, but an unsuppressed cold air burst out from his eyes.The other monks hadn't reacted yet, they just felt a sudden blackness in front of their eyes, and they fell into the space of the black wind flag that the ancestor of Yuansha urged.

The white-robed Confucian scholar came to his senses immediately, but it was still a step too late. By the time everyone realized it, everyone had already been sealed in this space.

The white-robed Confucian scholar's face turned even paler, and he reminded loudly, "Transmit it quickly."

Lin Mo looked at the monks who were frowning like flies, and raised his eyebrows to look at the white-robed scholar.When Yinyue appeared from the ancestor of Yuansha, although she didn't dare to stare directly, she couldn't help but glance at it from time to time.

On the other side, I heard the monks ask, "Why can't the teleportation go out?"

"The transmission failed?"

"It's not exciting at all."

There was a sound, there was fright, there was anger, and more panic.

Lin Mo couldn't help being startled, because he didn't find out where the disappeared part of the people went.But compared with the present, it seems to be worse.

Lin Mo frowned slightly, and floated away from the Jiuzhen Demon Subduing Formation. Before the teleportation formation, Gui Ling was still in the teleportation formation, and found that the formation had not stopped.The frown became tighter and tighter, and he squeezed a decisive blow on the edge of the teleportation formation, but there was no reaction.

The ancestor of Yuansha turned his head and stared at Lin Mo angrily, "How dare you stop me?"

All the monks looked at the ancestor of Yuansha, and the ancestor smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, as if he waved his arm casually.

The ancestor of Yuansha knew it was done when he heard the big-headed weirdo reply.

"Reflecting the moon?"

Hearing what Lin Mo said, the other monks accompanying him sneered and said sarcastically, "Break the space? Who do you think you are? This is the space power of the Black Wind Banner urged by the ancestor of Yuansha. If you have that magic power, why bother?" in a hurry?"

"Have"

Lin Moqiang silently noticed the big-headed man next to him with Shengzu's eyes, and raised his eyebrows, but found that this big-headed man was better than himself at watching from the sidelines.

The big-headed monster was suddenly called, and he was stunned for a moment. Hearing the words of the ancestor of Yuansha, there seemed to be a trace of doubt on his expressionless face.

Seeing this, the ancestor of Yuansha's face sank like water.

The ancestor of Yuansha and Lin Mo spoke together.

"Ding ding." There were a few impact sounds, and an older monk among the monks suddenly felt a pain in his forehead, and then everyone saw a strange black air left by the old man's seal, and then the pain was unbearable. Endure it.

Just when the big-headed man was about to take the eight-spirited ruler, he heard a sigh, and then a black-red blade appeared in the sky, flying straight towards the big-headed man.

At this time, I heard another charming laugh, which seemed to be spitting poison, and said, "Holy Ancestor, you can let human beings take treasures for you, why didn't you think that I could also join hands with monks? You want to destroy eight Lingrui, how can I be ashamed as you want me to be?" After questioning one after another, it was Longmeng and whoever it was.

If you look carefully, you can find that the red light is completely wrapped in the white-robed Confucian scholar.

Without waiting for the white-robed Confucian scholar to ask again, he continued, "Breaking the power of space."

Although the other monks didn't say anything, they all nodded silently, agreeing with the monk who spoke.

"textile!"

The white-robed Confucian scholar only saw a giant sword indistinctly appearing in front of him exuding azure blue aura, and he actually took all the attacks of the ancestor of Yuansha as a blow.

The big-headed man hesitated.

Seeing that the big-headed monster didn't respond, the ancestor of Yuansha continued, as if he hadn't heard it, and continued, "You don't want to break through?"

The big-headed monster didn't say a word, and the ancestor said again, "You just need to put away the eight spirit ruler, and when I get out of trouble, it will definitely help you increase your lifespan and break through the bottleneck. As for Longmeng, you don't need Daoist Ye to do anything."

Under the urging of the hurricane, the spirit beast looked a bit fragmented.The hurricane in the space slowly subsided, but there were still gusts of black wind around the ancestor of Yuansha, and the ancestor did not dare to step out of the black wind, it was her armor.

The ancestor of Yuansha didn't expect that the white-robed Confucian scholar could persist until now after being defeated by himself. He raised his hand and grabbed it again in the void. There was no aura nor fluctuations in the aura, but there was a jingle in front of the white-robed Confucian scholar. the sound of.

The face of the ancestor of Yuansha became even more gloomy, but what he said was "You are a remnant soul without a body, so you have been forgotten. There are many elixir here, I will be afraid?"

The black blood knife run by the white-robed Confucian scholar was greatly affected. The yellow sharp blade of the big-headed monster seemed to be shattered just now, but now it seems to be repaired. The big-headed monster also obviously felt that the spiritual pressure on his body was lightened, isn't it 01:30 point.

Lin Mo knew that the fragmented spirit beast was just its phantom, and with the Eight Spirit Rulers, the shattered phantoms were vaguely gathered again soon.

At this time, the monks were all ready. One of the middle-aged monks stood in front of a female monk, as if being pushed by a strong force, he took a few steps back and was caught by the woman behind.

The ancestor of Yuansha glanced at the palace expressionlessly, and finally gave this person away.

The big-headed monster would not sit still, and when he recognized the black blood knife, he called out his own yellow sharp blade, and kept growing to protect it in front of him.The big-headed monster has then summoned an artifact.

The white-robed Confucian student took a deep breath, "Break... the space?"

The ancestor of Yuansha didn't seem to care, and said to the big-headed monster, "You Daoist Ye still don't want to be the ancestor of yourself?"

Lin Mo saw that the white-robed Confucian scholar was protecting his body with a magic weapon, so he felt that he was meddling in his own business.

The big-headed weirdo felt the huge aura, and didn't want to respond head-on, and was about to retreat. The ancestor of Yuansha waved lightly, and the giant palm seemed to be blocked by something.The big-headed monster no longer hesitated, and ran towards the eight spirit ruler with a flash of yellow light.

The white-robed Confucian came to take Lin Mo's side, saw Lin Mo's face and asked, "It's serious? What's wrong with the magic circle?"

The old man covered his forehead, looked at the black air stained in his hands, pointed at the ancestor of Yuansha, and only uttered the word "you...you", and then fell silent.

Seeing the big-headed monster, the ancestor of Yuansha remained silent, so he asked again, "Friend Ye Daoist, don't you believe that the ancestor can keep you?"

The pupils of the white-robed Confucian student shrank, but he did not dodge.I saw a fiery red magic weapon suddenly flying out of the hole in the chest, still spinning slowly, emitting a dazzling red light.

The face of the monk who was harassed became even uglier, as if he was still full of black air. When he wanted to refute, he seemed to think of something again, so he endured it.

It's just that the white-robed Confucian scholar fell to the ground as if nothing happened, if he ignored the bloody hole in his chest.

"Is there no other way?" The white-robed Confucian scholar asked.

The big-headed man's face changed slightly when he heard the word traitor, and then he recovered in an instant, as if he hadn't heard it.

The face of the ancestor of Yuansha changed, he didn't expect that this big-headed weirdo was actually useless.Lifting his eyes slightly, he looked at the white shadow behind the dragon pillar in the palace.

Lin Mo has been watching the ancestor of Yuansha and the big-headed monster. Lin Mo knows that the big-headed monster will eventually become a demon. He saw the face of the ancestor of Yuansha, his eyes were red, like residual blood, and his face was very coquettish.

Lin Mo saw that the old man fell to the ground under his own defense, and his face became even colder.

"What's the point of arguing with me? You asked me, and I answered. Why do fellow Taoists have to sarcasm me here? It's not that he doesn't know who he wants to deal with, and he doesn't have time to take care of us now. Now he should think about what to do." Get away, instead of sarcasm with me." Although Lin Mo was not mean-spirited, but the tone of his words also made people feel like his whole body, showing a cool air.

The ancestor of Yuansha saw the big-headed monster approaching the Eight Spirit Rulers, and suddenly felt a black hole appear above his head, and a giant palm attacked the big-headed monster's head without any hesitation.

Lin Mo shook his head, "There is nothing wrong with the magic circle, but it was banned by the space power of the Black Wind Flag. Unless the ancestor of Yuansha took the initiative to release the prohibition, we will not be able to send it out."

Taking advantage of the fact that the black blood knife couldn't hurt him, the big-headed man turned his body and wanted to escape. The white-robed scholar seemed to feel that his spiritual power was being activated again, and the spiritual pressure began to skyrocket again.

"I'd like to see how much your magic power can perform under the Eight Spirit Ruler?"

"You..." Long Meng's voice was a little surprised, and before she finished speaking, there was no sound.

The big-headed man looked at the actions of the ancestor of Yuansha, and his face became more and more unhappy. Looking at the ancestor of Yuansha, he asked, "What is the meaning of the ancestor?"

The big-headed man only took a breath, and when Lin Mo saw the black blood knife appearing, he silently put away his dry blue ice sword.I didn't expect that person to make a move.

Just when everyone was at their wit's end, a sneer was suddenly heard, and a black wind blew up for no reason in the space enclosed by the black wind flag. Following the hurricane, Lin Mo saw a huge flag suddenly appearing in the sky, and the huge flag was blown rustling by the wind Straight ring.

The surrounding things seemed to be affected by the hurricane, and the black air slowly dissipated, but the black robe woman in front of her became clear.

When the monks were all in a daze, Lin Mo's eyes turned cold, he raised his finger, said the magic formula in his mouth, activated the spiritual energy, his finger had a faint blue light, and resigned in the direction pointed by the ancestor of Yuansha.

The ancestor of Yuansha said in the direction of the big-headed weirdo, "Ye Daoyou, how about we make a deal?"

"You still want to escape? This black blood knife is the treasure inherited by the Ye family, and it is also a magic weapon to deal with traitors. Since you have colluded with the ancient demon ancestor, you should think about the cause and effect now." The white-robed scholar urged the black blood knife to face The big-headed man said.It's not hard to hear that the white-robed Confucian student was very angry.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the black air gathered at the old man's seal was getting heavier and heavier, and suddenly exploded with a bang. When the monk next to the old man felt worse, he had already left the old man's side quickly, otherwise who would know? Will it be affected.

At this time, the ancestor of Yuansha ignored the big-headed man, but looked at the white-robed Confucian scholar among the monks. The white-robed Confucian scholar was hit by the ball, but the phantom disappeared.

No Holy Patriarch showing spiritual energy, just waved his lower arm, and the white shadow behind the dragon pillar let out a light sigh and fell down.Lin Mo saw that the falling white shadow turned out to be the white-robed Confucian scholar who was surrounded by many people just now.

The big-headed man was a little moved when he heard the breakthrough, "What kind of deal?"

Among them, the square-faced monk looked at the two Nascent Souls who suddenly wanted to shoot at him, and took out the bone ring to protect himself with a gloomy expression.

Although the hurricane in the power of space is powerful and looks extremely harmful, it really won't affect it at all in the center, just like the eye of a tornado, safe and sound.

Lin Mo didn't seem to hear it, and didn't reply.Looking at the old man who fell to the ground, Shengzu threw a few round beads, but he only pawned a few of them, and the old man failed to block the one.

Yinyue glanced at Lin Mo distractedly, seeing Lin Mo's gloomy face, her bad feeling grew stronger.

The crackling sound could be heard faintly, and the big-headed monster saw the cracks appearing in the yellow sharp blade in front of him, and his expression changed drastically.Then I felt a burning pain in my chest, which became more and more obvious, and then a mouthful of black blood came out.

Lin Mo glanced at Yinyue next to the Nine True Devil Demon Formation, the formation had been destroyed, and the black-robed woman looked at everyone coldly, but Lin Mo found that she also looked at the eight spirit beasts outside.

The big-headed man didn't see what the Holy Ancestor did, he only saw his two fingers pinched, but the expression of the cultivator of the Ye family changed drastically, but he didn't notice that the Holy Ancestor pinched the spirit to awaken the spirit.

The black blood knife didn't give the big-headed monster any chance to block it, and cut directly at the weird guy.The black blood knife collided with the yellow sharp blade, making a loud noise, and the two giant swords colliding in mid-air made a trembling humming sound.

The few people who were blocked, only heard the ding ding sound in front of them, felt the old man next to him fall down, and took a breath of air.

The white-robed Confucian scholar didn't say much, his eyes showed a trace of doubt, and he began to calculate again.

The white-robed Confucian scholar saw that the big-headed weirdo made a wheezing and wheezing sound from his chest. Although it was small, monks could hear it, although he couldn't see the ups and downs of his chest.

The big-headed weirdo took a look at the ancestor of Yuansha, and then walked in the direction where the eight spirit rulers were floating.

Before the big-headed monster could respond, he pointed to the frowning monk next to him.Most of them are monks from the Ye family.

"Go and get the eight spirit ruler, I guarantee that Longmeng won't hurt you." The melodious voice of the ancestor of Yuansha came into the ears of the big-headed monster.

The hurricane that stopped just now seemed to start blowing again, but this time it was not blowing in the space, but facing a certain direction of the palace, and saw the ancestor of Yuansha pointing at the direction of the palace, and a black face appeared across the sky. Feng Qi, although it looks small, but the black air that emanates faintly wraps that place into a ball.

At the beginning, it was still pale black air, and gradually the black air became thicker and thicker, and the black wind flag was also wrapped in it, and then I heard the twinkling lights and crackling sounds from the black air.As the black air became heavier and heavier, there was a shrill scream in the middle of the black air.

Lin Mo looked in the direction of the black wind flag, and at some point the monk with a square face was also among them, and there were bits and pieces of ice thorns in the hurricane, hanging and cutting the people in the eye of the wind.

It was too late to save at this time, but fortunately, the square-faced monk also had his own magic weapon for body protection, throwing the bone ring around him to protect him completely.

(End of this chapter)