Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

Chapter 55 Bingli Sword Flame Shows Its Power!

Lin Mo glanced at Han Li, and his spiritual sense transmitted his voice: "Follow me!"

After saying that, Lin Mo turned around and walked towards a corner.

Looking at Chen Qiaoqian who was following Lin Mo, Han Li's pupils narrowed slightly, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he made up his mind and quickly followed up.

corner.

Lin Mo shook his right hand, and a white phantom appeared in front of him.

"Shrink!"

Pinch the formula, and the female puppet in front of her shrinks instantly.

In the blink of an eye, it has become the size of a palm.

"This is the spiritual herb that I promised you!"

Han Li moved quickly, and immediately took out five wooden boxes that exuded light green, and a strong medicinal fragrance came out.

"Goodbye then!"

After getting the spirit grass, Lin Mo turned around and looked at Chen Qiaoqian.

Left the secret shop.

Under the night, Lin Mo and Chen Qiaoqian walked in the spacious alleyway one after the other.

The autumn wind was rustling, and a stench was blowing towards his face, and two figures flashed past.

Lin Mo's pupils narrowed slightly. The cultivation of these two people is not weak, and both of them have reached the late stage of foundation establishment.

"court death!"

It was just now that the puppet of the Foundation Establishment Stage was revealed, which made the two of them very jealous.

Lin Mo glanced at Chen Qiaoqian, who immediately understood.

A divine wind boat shrouded in blue spiritual power landed in front of him.

"call out!"

With a sharp piercing sound, it turned into a phantom and flew towards the outside of Tianxing Zongfang City.

"Want to run!"

"Chase!"

How could the two be willing to let the cooked duck fly away?
Hastily sacrificed his flying sword, turned into a phantom, and quickly chased after it.

Seeing that he had already left the Tianxing Zongfang City, Lin Mo waved his right hand.

Emerald flags flew out of his sleeves one by one.

Landing on the ground beside him, an undetectable energy fluctuation floated in mid-air.

But the upside-down five-element formation of the monk who was trapped in the pill has been successfully arranged.

Of course, this formation is not for destroying the enemy, but for
A cold jade sword was already floating in front of him.

A bone-piercing cold mist instantly diffused from the cold jade sword.

"call out!"

A pitch-black black iron shield was suspended beside Chen Qiaoqian.

And as the two sword lights dissipated, Lin Mo also saw clearly the appearance of the person behind him.

One tall and one short, two middle-aged monks, wearing light blue Taoist robes.

The tall monk on the left pinched the beard around his mouth and said with a smile: "Boy, hand over the storage bag obediently, maybe we can spare your life!"

"Ha ha!"

Lin Mo chuckled, and patted the spirit beast bag on his waist with his right hand, followed by a flash of black light.

The second-level monster three-legged black-bone chicken has already landed in front of him.

"You are a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain!"

The moment he saw the three-legged black-bone chicken, the tall monk's face changed slightly.

Although the two have the advantage in cultivation, but now that there is a second-level monster, the situation is different.

The three-legged black-bone chicken, which hadn't been bloodied for a long time, looked very excited looking at the two people opposite.

The hard black wings flapped continuously, sending out a gust of wind.

"go with!"

Lin Mo opened his mouth slightly, and the cold jade sword in front of him turned into a blue light, flying towards the tall monk in an instant.

The tall cultivator snorted coldly, raised his hands, dozens of sword qi descended from the sky, and glaring white light enveloped his whole body.

"call out!"

The cold light surged above the cold jade sword, smashing dozens of sword qi with just one strike.

In an instant, he came to the tall monk.

"what!!"

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he would never believe that his moves were so vulnerable.

The cold jade sword is a top-grade magic weapon, and its power is naturally not simple.

At the same time, the three-legged black-bone chicken had already jumped in front of the short monk.

His mouth was slightly opened, and a pitch-black flame spewed out from the mouth in an instant.

The fiery three-legged black-bone flames covered the sky and covered the earth, enveloping the short monk.

A golden defensive magic weapon resisted the jet-black flame.

With a shake of his right hand, a golden talisman was pinched in his hand.

"Amulet!"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and said silently in his heart: "It's a quick battle!"

"Ice Glass Sword Flame!"

Lin Mo opened his mouth slightly, and a palm-sized ice sword flew out of his mouth.

A stream of blue flames shrouded it, and wherever it passed, even the crystals with air were completely solidified.

It turned into ice crystals and fell from midair.

"call out!"

With the sound of breaking through the air, Bingli Jianyan turned into a phantom.

It suddenly attacked the short man.

"Buzz!"

As wisps of white light wrapped around the talisman in his hand.

A magic weapon in the shape of an iron whip covered in orange flames was held in his hand.

"Clap!"

The short monk lashed hard, and a fiery fiery snake flew out of it in an instant.

It came into contact with the ice glass sword flame.

"Crash!"

With a crackling sound, the fire snake was instantly condensed into ice by the ice flame.

After being tempered by the nine-turn reincarnation formula.

Not only is the spiritual power twice that of the same strength, but the ice and glass sword flame has also been tempered.

Otherwise, Lin Mo wouldn't take the risk of casting Bingli Jianyan.

"Crash!"

Wherever Bingli Jianyan passed, it was covered with ice.

"how is this possible!!!"

The short monk's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

It never expected that this ice sword could not even resist the talisman that he was good at.

And just when he was stunned, Bingli Jianyan had already come in front of the man.

"Pay, come and save me!"

The short man was shocked, and quickly looked at the tall monk in the distance.

But when he turned his head to look, he only saw the back of the monk named Fu Qing.

The snow-white ice and glass sword flame poured directly into the man's chest.

In an instant, the short monk became a block of ice.

"Crash!"

Then the ice suddenly burned continuously and turned into a puddle of liquid, dissipating the space.

After Lin Mo took back the Bingli Sword Flame, he cast his eyes on Fu Qing who was far away, and smiled faintly: "It's decisive!"

It's a pity that in order to prevent the two from escaping, Lin Mo has already set up a net.

"Wood Formation!"

Looking at Fu Qing who was fleeing in the distance, Lin Mo pinched his right hand slightly, and saw the emerald green bamboos suddenly appear.

The original desolate plain has now become a forest.

"This is a formation!"

As a child of the Fu family, Fu Qing immediately understood.

Fu Qing quickly took out a palm-sized magic weapon in the shape of a turtle shell.

Vigorously poured into it, and instantly put it on himself.

"Where did this person come from? With such a strong strength, he can actually use formations!"

Fu Qing's face was pale, and he thought it was two fat sheep, but he didn't realize that he was the one who took advantage of it.

At the same time, green leaves slowly floated down from the bamboo.

The corner of Lin Mo's mouth raised slightly, and he pinched a formula and landed on the compass.

"Huh! Huh!"

There was a sharp cracking sound.

The bamboo leaves suddenly turned into long green swords, and stabbed fiercely at Fu Qing.

(End of this chapter)