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Chapter 108 Aggressive Mo Wuxin

"Shenhua, this is definitely the supreme power of the stage of Huashen. To control a part of the world, all my supernatural powers cannot be used, and all magic tools, even magic weapons, cannot be activated. They will all be suppressed by this old Huang."

"How can a deity be willing to be driven by others, like a slave, how powerful is this Mo Wuxin's family?"

"However, by suppressing this Mo Wuxin and making friends with Luban's descendant, the loser Tiangong Pavilion, we can find out the real secret of Luoyi's ancient city manifesting the yang world from the side, and also understand the conspiracy of the Great Qin Nether Empire."

This finger mobilized one side of the world, and frantically squeezed Jiang Xiaoliu's Zhu Xian sword intent, which quickly suppressed the sword intent to pieces, and then pointed directly at Jiang Xiaoliu's eyebrows, and the boundless power of heaven and earth turned into a skeleton. Becoming an evil ghost, turning into an army and rushing towards Jiang Xiaoliu's sea of ​​consciousness frantically.

Mo Wuxin was overjoyed when he saw this scene. No matter how tyrannical you are, it is impossible for this young man to reach the state of transformation. If the center of his brow is pointed by a strong person of transformation, his sea of ​​consciousness will be shattered immediately, and his body and spirit will be destroyed.

"Extreme magic weapon, the door of all wonders, collect it for me."

With a thought, the supreme magic weapon Wanmiao Gate guarded by the Sea of ​​Consciousness shook lightly, and the powerful finger force that was enough to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator a hundred times was instantly absorbed. Not even the skin was scratched.

"You old slave, you really deserve to die. I am the distinguished guest of Miss Tiangong Pavilion. If you dare to do something here, are you ignoring the king's law of the Great Qin Nether Empire?"

The door of myriad wonders has infinite uses. A monk who owns this treasure is almost invincible.

As soon as Jiang Xiaoliu pointed out, the mighty power of heaven and earth collected from Lao Huang in the Gate of Myriad Wonders instantly blessed his finger, and Lao Huang instantly felt that the young man in front of him, like an ant, had unleashed a supernatural power that can only be displayed by transforming a god.

And this supernatural ability to squeeze the space of heaven and earth and release infinite demons is obviously his unique skill, how can this kid use it?
However, Lao Huang is still fearless, even if this kid has some ghostly skills that can counter his ultimate move, but he is the one who really performs the ultimate move, so naturally he has a way to counter it.

Just as he was about to use his supernatural powers to resolve it, suddenly an astonishing sword aura erupted from this finger. This sword aura was the same as the powerful sword aura contained in the kid's fingertips before. His skin ached from the sword qi, and he took a step back subconsciously.

"Old Huang retreated? This kid actually forced Lao Huang to take a step back?"

Mo Wuxin's eyes widened. Although the stage of transforming gods is not as powerful as the hidden ones, those people can't see their heads and tails. Where can ordinary monks have the chance to meet them? Yes, as for the old monsters above the combined body, they have been retreating all year round, for thousands of years at a time, ignoring the world of mortals at all.

Old Huang's murder has always been a trick, and monks of the same level rarely kill people, especially after knowing Mo Wuxin's identity, the monks of the same level are often unable to fight.

But it was never seen in his life that someone who was lower than Lao Huang could force Lao Huang to retreat.

"You kid, I will let you know what the difference in realm is today."

A huge vortex suddenly appeared in front of Lao Huang, in which the evil spirits roared, and the most sinister black dragon swallowed the Zhuxian sword energy shot out by Jiang Xiaoliu's fingertips in one gulp.

"Old Huang, you have such a big appetite, my sword energy is also something you can eat?"

With a thought, the Jade Immortal Sword Qi exploded in the space supernatural power created by Lao Huang. The Jade Immortal Sword Qi was held by an ancient saint. A monk can easily bear it.

Lao Huang's face suddenly turned red, and his whole body made crackling noises. The air between the two seemed to turn into broken glass, and sword qi soaring into the sky escaped from the gap, cutting The luxurious attic is leaky and fragmented.

"Suppress me!"

Old Huang repeatedly changed his spells, and nine small black swords flew out of his sleeves, all of which were inserted into nine big points on his head, chest, and dantian. His momentum soared, and the cracked air quickly recovered. As good as ever.

"Old Huang, come back."

Mo Wuxin knew that even if he could kill this mysterious boy, he would still be able to seriously injure Lao Huang. The world is not peaceful today, and only Lao Huang's guards can be arrogant and unscrupulous. If Lao Huang has something good or bad, then he will be finished .

"It's okay if you don't fight, return the sword energy to me."

With a hook of Jiang Xiaoliu's sword finger, Lao Huang was inexplicably terrified. Suddenly a big hole was opened in his chest, and a white sword energy came out, entering Jiang Xiaoliu's body and disappearing.

"puff!"

Old Huang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was quite sluggish, but the biggest scourge was no longer in his body, he quickly took a few deep breaths, the dark clouds gathered above Tiangong Pavilion, and the endless Yin Qi turned into a black vortex, swallowed by the old yellow whale It's like swallowing it all in the stomach.

But within a few breaths, Lao Huang's aura gradually became stronger, and his complexion became much prettier.

"Young master, this old slave is useless, please let this old slave kill this son, to avenge previous shame."

Old Huang is full of murderous spirit, he has been in the Nine Netherworld for countless years, he has never suffered such a big loss from an unknown junior, and he has lost such a big person.

What happened today can't be kept secret, and it will be known to everyone in a few days. He was an imposing apotheosis, and he was seriously injured by a junior.

It is unnecessary to say that the old face is gone, and this son must be killed with a thunderous force, so as to save some face.

At this time, a group of Yingying and Yanyan women are hidden behind the huge screen.

"Miss, what is the origin of this mysterious young master? This servant has never heard of such an amazingly talented young man in Yangshi and Jiuyou."

The eldest lady's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she said softly: "Okay, it's time to go out, we can't let them fight anymore."

"You two, please stop."

While talking, the room was full of fragrance, a peerless woman who overshadowed all the flowers and made the fairies feel ashamed came out. .

"So it's Miss Qingying, you're finally willing to come out to see me."

Mo Wuxin stretched out his palm and pressed it, signaling Lao Huang to be patient for the time being and not to make a move.

Old Huang glared at Jiang Xiaoliu full of resentment, and retreated behind Mo Wuxin unwillingly.

"Mr. Mo, after all, you are a descendant of a famous family. Why do you disregard the rules and attack here? You have to know that the rules here are not the rules of my Tiangong Pavilion, but the rules of the Great Qin Nether Empire. If you fight and kill people, I'm afraid it will be a waste of money." After a while, the army guarding the ancient city of Luoyi is about to arrive."

Mo Wuxin said proudly: "A mere sheriff, even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to lose his money, but you."

He turned around, glared at Jiang Xiaoliu and said, "Who the hell are you? If you don't tell me, I'll hand you over to the officers and soldiers. The laws of the Great Qin Dynasty are strict. I'm afraid that your crime will at least abolish your cultivation and extract your soul to do coolies." Thousands of years."

"One of the ancient hundreds of sages, the heir of the Mohist family, actually has such virtues. It really disgraces the sage family. As for my name, you are not qualified to know it yet."

"Hehe, what a big tone. I, Young Master Mo, are invincible. I have never been afraid of anyone in the Great Qin Nether Empire. If that is the case, I will kill you here and see if anyone can come to save you."

Speaking of this, Mo Wuxin's murderous aura erupted, the surrounding space became faintly unstable, and a trace of inexplicable palpitations floated in everyone's hearts at the same time, as if a catastrophe was imminent in the next moment.

"Mr. Mo, how about giving me face and turning hostility into friendship?"

Gongshu Qingying smiled like a flower.

Mo Wuxin immediately restrained his murderous aura, and nodded with a smile: "Qing Ying speaks, of course there is no problem, just let this kid live for a while longer."

"But there can only be you and me here, if he is here, he will definitely die."

Mo Wuxin sat down slowly, took a sip of the tea, and said slowly.

(End of this chapter)