Chapter 77 Kill Wang Chan, two thousand years old spiritual herb!

"go!"

Yin Mo did not hesitate at all and led the two of them away.

For Yin Mo, the lives and deaths of the 200 foundation-building disciples from these seven sects had nothing to do with him.

Anyway, I have already obtained the Xuan Yue Tun Yin Gong.

Next, it depends on whether Wang Chan will chase and kill me.

If you are looking for death, then just kill him.

For Yin Mo, he had no idea whether Wang Chan was dead or alive.

"He ran pretty fast!"

Wang Chan sneered and looked at Yin Mo and the other two who were fleeing at high speed.

There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

But he was not blinded by anger.

Yin Mo's cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building, while Wang Chan is only in the middle stage of foundation building.

What's more, there are two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building beside Yin Mo.

It would be too dangerous to go alone.

He glanced at the blood guards behind him, raised his lips slightly, and said with a smile: "Number One, follow me!"

Among them, Blood Guard No. 1 has the highest cultivation level, having reached the late stage of foundation building.

With the help of Blood Guard No. 1, it was easy to deal with those three people.

Blood Guard No. 1 did not hesitate at all and turned into a ray of blood light and landed behind Wang Chan.

"go!"

Wang Chan waved his right hand and controlled a ball of blood-red fog, chasing towards Yin Mo and the other two.

"Brother Yin, they are chasing us!"

Dong Xuaner, standing on the flying boat, had a pale face and kept looking behind her.

Wang Chan was seen stepping on the bloody fog, with a bloody shadow following beside him.

The two of them have surging auras and extraordinary strength.

Looking at this scene, Yin Mo's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing, and he said lightly: "It seems that you really want to die!"

Han Li frowned slightly and said, "Brother Mo, why don't the three of us go separately? This way it will be safer!"

Yin Mo glanced at Han Li and chuckled: "If you two were separated and met them alone, who would survive?"

Hearing this, Han Li fell silent.

Although his strength is extraordinary, he can only deal with a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building at most.

The blood guard who was in the late stage of foundation building was very powerful.

Han Li had almost no chance of winning.

There was an extremely complicated look in his eyes as he looked at Yin Mo's back and muttered silently in his heart.

"You're holding Mo Ge back again!"

"If I can get through this disaster, I must practice hard and strive to break through to the middle stage of foundation building as soon as possible!"

And just as Han Li was muttering in his heart.

Wang Chan, who was not far away, couldn't help but wonder.

Although this Blood Spirit's blood escape technique cannot be claimed to be the best among the six sects, its speed is definitely among the top five among the secret techniques of each sect. It is much faster than the average top-level flying magic weapon.

But now, even though he was flying at full speed, he was unable to catch up with Yin Mo and his companions who were escaping in a small boat.

You have to know that the three of them are on a flying boat, so the speed is naturally much slower.

With this in mind, Wang Chan's murderous intent became even stronger.

At the same time, Yin Mo suddenly spoke.

His gaze looked towards a valley not far away, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"The terrain here is open, it would be a good place to make a grave for them!"

Hearing this, Dong Xuan'er was slightly stunned and quickly asked, "Senior Brother Yin, are you not planning to escape?"

"Escape?"

Yin Mo smiled lightly, and suddenly stepped onto the flying boat.

He looked coldly at Wang Chan and the Blood Guards in the distance and said, "Actually, they are the ones who should escape!"

As Yin Mo finished speaking, a sharp wind blade instantly flew out of his hand.

Wang Chan, who was not far away, was slightly stunned.

Looking at the wind blade flying towards him, he raised his right hand and swung it lightly without any hesitation.

A green flying fork suddenly flew out from under his feet.

It turns out that the escape technique that was just condensed was based on this medium.

The green flying fork is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a top-level magic weapon that combines attack and escape techniques.

Very precious and rare.

The green flying fork collided heavily with the wind blade.

There was a sharp roar.

The green flying fork flew away and returned empty-handed.

"Just one spell, is it powerful enough to resist my top-level magic weapon?"

Wang Chan was slightly stunned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

But soon, the blood cloud around him suddenly rolled.

Following closely behind, a number of monsters several feet long with bared fangs and claws flew out.

The monster had short horns, a pointed tail, red eyes, and it pounced towards Yin Mo while waving its sharp claws.

Yin Mo’s spiritual sense swept over.

The strength of these blood ghosts is average, and their cultivation level is only mid-stage of Qi training.

Yin Mo waved his hand casually, and several gusts of wind flashed by and easily landed on the blood ghost.

"Boom!"

Following two crisp bangs, the blood ghost exploded, turned into several blood mists, and disappeared into thin air.

"Damn!!!"

At this moment, Wang Chan's angry roar was heard from afar.

Then, blood clouds were seen rolling around him.

Then, blood ghosts rushed out one after another and pounced towards Yin Mo.

"Wang Chan, I don't have time to play with you!"

Yin Mo sighed lightly, waved his right hand, and thumb-sized lightning balls flew out.

Lightning balls were densely packed and kept flying out of his hands.

The number is huge, nearly a thousand.

It covered the sky and the earth, completely enveloping the vampires.

"Boom!"

As the roars sounded, the vampires shattered one by one, turning into pools of blood that fell from the sky.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Chan was stunned for a moment.

Even the blood mist under his feet became much dimmer.

"call out!"

At the same time, the Blood Guard No. 1 behind him turned into a bloody shadow and pounced towards Yin Mo.

His whole body was covered with red blood, covering the entire sky like a sea of ​​blood.

Yin Mo narrowed his eyes and raised his hand slightly.

I saw strands of dazzling lightning constantly condensing and gathering into a lightning spear half a person's length.

The innate magical power possessed by thunder and lightning allows Yin Mo to condense thunder and lightning into various shapes at will.

It’s a pity that these are all ordinary Lei.

If it were possible to integrate the powerful thunder force of the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder.

I think we can deal with these two guys with just a wave of our hands.

As spiritual power continued to flow in, the lightning spear soon became dazzling.

Purple lightning was entwined around it.

"go with!"

Yin Mo let out a light cry and threw the lightning spear in his hand with force.

"call out!"

Following an extremely sharp sound of breaking through the air, a thunder spear was seen cutting through the air and appeared in front of Blood Guard No. 1 in the blink of an eye.

"Stab!"

The extremely sharp lightning spear made a sharp roar as soon as it came into contact with the blood mist.

The lightning spear flashed past and easily pierced through the chest of Blood Guard No. 1.

It left a deep gash on his chest.

Blood Guard No. 1 widened his eyes, full of disbelief.

He would never have thought that a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage could kill himself with just one move.

His eyes dimmed and the blood mist around him continued to dissipate.

The whole body slowly fell from the air.

Seeing the tragic death of Blood Guard No. 1, Wang Chan was shocked, and then he looked at Yin Mo who was chasing him with an expressionless face. Without any hesitation, he rode the blood mist and ran away.

A ruthless man who could be killed by the No. 1 Blood Guard with just a wave of his hand.

How could he dare to continue fighting?

This is not a fight, this is a death.

"Is Senior Brother Yin so strong?"

Looking at Yin Mo's back as he chased after Wang Chan, Dong Xuan'er's red lips moved slightly, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of spring water.

Quite excited.

As for Han Li, he secretly made up his mind to improve his cultivation and not hold Yin Mo back.

Yin Mo was very fast and caught up with Wang Chan in a short while.

Feeling Yin Mo's endless murderous intent behind him, Wang Chan's face turned pale.

Deep down I am filled with regret.

"Damn, damn!"

Wang Chan couldn't help cursing inwardly: "Why did you come to provoke such a beast!"

Just as he was scolding, a sharp wind blade passed by his scalp.

Following closely, another surging purple thunder instantly fell on Wang Chan.

"Boom!"

Following a loud roar, Wang Chan fell from the air.

He only felt that his whole body was surrounded by thunder, as if he had no consciousness.

At this moment, Yin Mo's figure shook.

Came in front of Wang Chan.

The right hand gently strokes across.

The wind blade cut through, and bright red blood continued to flow out from Wang Chanbo's path.

He immediately covered his neck and looked at Yin Mo with horror, his eyes full of desire for life.

Unfortunately, he met Yin Mo
Gently raise your right hand.

A dazzling purple lightning bolt fell heavily.

Wang Chan's head was smashed directly, and she died instantly without any chance of survival.

Then he lightly waved his right hand, took the storage bag on Wang Chan's waist, and put the green flying fork under his feet into the storage bag.

After doing all this.

Yin Mo turned into a green shadow and came in front of Han Li and the others.

Seeing the two people's blank gazes, Yin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "What? Why don't you run for your life? Are you staying here waiting for the Jindan cultivator to catch up?"

As he spoke, Yin Mo skillfully put away the No. 1 Blood Guard storage bag.

Landed gently onto the black flying boat.

Spiritual power poured into it.

A pitch-black light instantly emanated from it.

Then he turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.

And just half a cup of tea later, the three of them left.

The Li brothers arrived late and looked at the debris all over the ground and Wang Chan who had already died not far away.

The two of them looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

Wang Chan was the young master of the Guiling Sect, and now he was killed right under their noses.

Even if the two of them returned to the Ghost Spirit Gate, there would be no chance of survival.

The two hesitated for a moment, their lips moving slightly.

They communicated with each other for a moment.

Then, as if he had made some decision, he turned into a streak of blood and disappeared on the spot.

And at the same time.

Yin Mo piloted the flying boat and flew towards the Huangfeng Valley.

For Yin Mo, it doesn't matter how the seven sects of Yue Kingdom and the six sects of the Demonic Path fight.

It has nothing to do with me.

Anyway, I will go to the Chaos Star Sea with Han Li and Mo Jiao at that time.

When I come back again, I will have reached the Nascent Soul stage at least.

Why would I be afraid of these things?

……

Yellow Maple Valley.

"what!!!"

"The Yan family defected from the Ghost Spirit Sect!"

Ancestor Linghu widened his eyes, his eyes full of shock.

And below are Li Huayuan, Hongfu and others.

Li Huayuan lowered his head, cupped his hands, and said, "The Yan family even helped the Ghost Spirit Sect sacrifice two hundred foundation-building cultivators!"

"Let Yan Ruyan practice the Blood Spirit Technique!"

Hearing this, Elder Linghu jumped up, his eyes full of anger: "How dare you do such a thing that is outrageous to both humans and gods!"

"Where's Yin Mo?"

Suddenly, Patriarch Linghu's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but think of Yin Mo, and asked hurriedly.

Fairy Hongfu and Li Huayuan looked at each other and hurriedly replied, "There is no news about Yin Mo's whereabouts yet!"

"Snapped!"

Linghu Laizu's right hand dropped heavily and slammed on the table.

The powerful force smashed the table into pieces, and an extremely powerful Nascent Soul aura instantly surged out.

This directly caused Hong Fu and Li Huayuan, who were in the Jindan stage, to retreat again and again.

He didn't even dare to look directly at Li Huayuan.

At the same time, several disciples of Huangfeng Valley suddenly flew over from a distance.

He bowed and said, "Grandmaster, Uncle Yin has returned and I have come to see you!"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Linghu Patriarch's eyes, and he quickly raised his hand and shouted, "Quick, bring it here!"

Yin Mo, who had just been waiting outside the hall, hadn't waited long when he saw the guard rushing back.

He bowed to Yin Mo: "Uncle Yin, please follow me!"

Yin Mo nodded slightly, followed the guards slowly, and came to a hall.

In the entire hall, besides Patriarch Linghu, there were also Li Huayuan and Hong Fu.

Looking at the almost solid sense of oppression on the field, Yin Mo frowned slightly, walked forward slowly, bowed and said: "Disciple Yin Mo, hello to the master!"

Seeing Yin Mo return safely, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Linghu.

"Did you encounter any of the seven sects of the Ghost Spirit Sect who offered blood sacrifices during this trip?"

"How did you escape?"

Yin Mo cupped his hands and said, "Disciple, be careful. I discovered something wrong before he sacrificed the blood of the seven sects' disciples, and took the opportunity to escape!"

At this point, Yin Mo sighed softly: "It's just that more than 200 foundation-building cultivators from the seven sects died in Yanjiabao!"

"nothing!"

Elder Linghu waved his hand gently and chuckled: "As long as you are okay!"

"Thank you for your concern, Master!"

Yin Mo cupped his hands, showing great respect.

Elder Linghu nodded slightly, waved his hand gently, and said: "You should go back and have a good rest. The matter of the Demonic Path is of great importance!"

"I want to discuss this carefully!"

Hearing this, Yin Mo did not hesitate at all and slowly retreated.

After leaving the main hall, Yin Mo stepped on the emerald green flying leaf magic weapon and staggered back to the cave.

Han Li had been waiting at the door early. When he saw Yin Mo coming back, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "Brother Mo, did the ancestor say anything?"

"The six demonic sects are about to invade Yue!"

Yin Mo patted Han Li's shoulder gently and said, "You must break through to the middle stage of foundation building as soon as possible, otherwise you will not be able to protect yourself!"

Hearing Yin Mo's words, Han Li nodded vigorously and then took out a brocade box.

"Brother Mo, this is the spiritual herb you asked me to cultivate!"

Yin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and took the brocade box.

Open gently.

In an instant, a strong medicinal aroma wafted into my nose.

Yin Mo looked carefully and saw three two thousand year old spiritual herbs lying in the brocade box.

"Finally, I can increase the evolution points of my Mo Jiao!"

It’s really not Yin Mo’s fault. It’s just that it’s too difficult for a level seven Mo Jiao to obtain evolution points nowadays.

Except for monsters above level six, only spiritual herbs that are more than a thousand years old can increase the evolution points.

How could Zi Ling find such precious spiritual herbs and spiritual beasts?

It can only be cultivated slowly with the help of a small green bottle.

(End of this chapter)