Quick Travel: The Tattered Goddess, Bravely Travel to the End of the World

Lin Mo pressed down the Sky-shattering Halberd with his hands, and Yuyi spread a piece of white silk in his sleeves and tightly wrapped the Sky-Smashing Halberd.

Lin Mo smiled nonchalantly at the handsome monk and slowly lowered the curtains.

The monk nodded with a faint smile.

He also lowered the curtains of the carriage, and as the carriage moved forward, he looked sideways at the carriage behind Lin Mo.

"It's such a familiar feeling! I actually felt a tremor and fear of failure just now." He shook his body, opened his arms and stretched out his hands, and took a slow breath.

Then he murmured, "But where did you feel it? In a dream?"

"Hahaha, I can't remember. Whatever, it's just the dirt under my feet!"

...

After the opponent's carriage went away, Lin Mo opened his palm, and Bai Ling with Yuyi's eyes stepped back, with a broken halberd lying quietly in his hand.

He just lay there calmly in Lin Mo's hands, as if the trembling just now was fake.

"What's wrong with it?" Shangguandu asked with a worried look on his face.

After all, it is something passed down from one's ancestors, and it feels somewhat like looking at it from one's great-grandfather or great-grandmother.

Lin Mo looked at the broken halberd in his hand indifferently and said nonchalantly, "Bu Ji lost it, it seemed to have been scared to wet its pants just now."

Shangguandu:...

Could it be that there is some mystery hidden in this Liang Wang?

It's a pity that Yuan Shen died early in the original storyline. Later, after Dantian was abolished, he no longer had the strength to care about what happened next.

But in the story, they are more or less like the darling of heaven, the male pig's foot level.

There can't be any movement at all.

Lin Mo fell into deep thought again.

Everything was warm in the spring, and the sun shone on Lin Mo's cheeks through the gaps in the carriage curtains.

It was warm, and the willow branches outside the window had sprouted new buds. The spring breeze blew slowly along with the chirping of birds, blowing the curtains from time to time.

Pedestrians on the street watched the scene of these aristocratic families attending the state banquet. Some swordsmen and warriors stood in the restaurant and looked towards the direction of the palace.

Everything is peaceful and peaceful.

Bingdie heard a rustling sound coming from not far away, as if someone was stepping on the roof and was about to come.

Not far away, the sound of swords clashing suddenly sounded again.

"Old thief Nangong! Come out and die!"

Bingdie came after hearing the message, and what appeared in Daolin Mo's mind was a scene of chaos outside.

A hundred meters ahead is the entrance to the palace. Various aristocratic families and even the King of Liang are leaving Qinglong Temple.

Why are you so bold to pick a fight in this heavily guarded place!

The one I was looking for was the old head of the Nangong family.

Could it be that he came to rob the enemy's hostage?

Lin Mo bit his lip lightly and was not too alarmed by this. Everything made sense.

How could the proton stay at the state banquet?

Unless the Nangong family wants to investigate and report that Proton stole the White Tiger Token guarding the Imperial City, and this matter is reported to the public, Li Fire Nation will look for every opportunity to launch a mutiny against the enemy.

This year, the Fire Nation has been strong for a long time, otherwise no enemy country would send protons.

I thought that this would be the end of the fight between the masters. Since the head of the Nangong family didn't take his life directly that night, there was some negotiation. Today, he had such a huge robbery that both sides were almost at the gate of the palace.

This farce has been going on for a quarter of an hour. Within a quarter of an hour, other family members either gathered in large numbers or hid in the dark to secretly watch the fun.

It's not a big deal.

Lin Mo sat quietly in the sedan, always observing what was going on outside.

The final result was that an old man who was an eighth-level warrior came through the air, waved out his palm, and headed straight towards the old head of the Nangong family.

The palm wind was fierce, and he didn't know what kind of martial arts move it was, and a bright light hit him.

"what!--"

A scream and the sound of the carriage falling apart sounded from the front.

It is said that the Eighth Realm Warrior has enough control over some of the power of heaven and earth for his own use.

Not many of the four major families are in the Eighth Realm. Mr. Nangong probably has half of his feet in the Eighth Realm.

But it only lasted a quarter of an hour.

This wave is really miserable.

Lin Mo shook his head and watched helplessly through the ice butterfly as Proton was taken away by his entourage, while the old man cut off from behind.

"Amitabha! Isn't this old man too aggressive when he hits the gate of the Poor Monk's Palace?"

A handsome monk stood at the highest point of a restaurant at some point, looking down at the Nangong family's banner.

"Oh? I have long heard that there is a vassal monk in the Lihuo Kingdom. He does not live in a fiefdom, but is a lay disciple in the Qinglong Temple. It is indeed worse than seeing it once!" The old man from the enemy country stroked his long beard and said slowly.

"It's called He Li, right? I borrowed the word 'Li' from Li Fire Country to help you achieve great luck!" the old man said without changing his expression.

When someone talked about luck, He Li did not get angry and said, "The old people have said so, and I will no longer be polite to you. This slap was given in the name of King Liang of Lihuo Kingdom!"

"You offended my Lihuo Tianwei! You deserve to be punished!" The handsome monk's aura suddenly changed, and he changed from a monk with no distracting thoughts to an angry prince.

Oh no hair.

From a poor monk to the king, in one moment.

He dodged the figure in an instant, and a palm print of a Vajra palm fell from the sky.

The old man was calm and greeted the palm technique falling from the sky with bright eyes, and said, "Let me feel the power of King Lihuo!"

The two palms met and collided with each other, making everything around them become stormy.

For a moment, sand and stones were flying, countless sedans were shattered by the strong wind, and the horses were frightened and fled in all directions.

The other carriages of the Mo family quickly retreated and detoured to the rear. Lin Mo's carriage followed the carriage in front and detoured.

The clatter of horse hooves was buried by the fight between the two men. The officers and soldiers had already surrounded them, fearing to hurt civilians.

After seeing the Mo family's flag, he got out of the way. Unexpectedly, just as Lin Mo's carriage was about to leave, a white light suddenly greeted him behind him.

Wherever the white light passed, cracks appeared on the ground, and sharp thorns emerged from the streets.

He happened to be heading towards Lin Mo's carriage.

"Grandma's legs! You'll do well inside!" After Lin Mo asked him to go to Guandu, he jumped out of the carriage in a flash.

Jumped on top of the carriage.

"Get up!" He directed the ground under his feet with his hands, and the sudden ground stab was stopped by an earth wall.

The power of the earth can only be used after the Eighth Realm to move the natural power of heaven and earth through exercises.

After Liang Wang He Li fought against the old man from the enemy country for a moment, he was suppressed by a senior Eighth Realm warrior on the one hand, and was amazed by this newly born Eighth Realm warrior on the other hand.

As the saying goes, masters only have to compete with each other!

"I won't play with you anymore. Tonight, the two moons share the same sky, so you, the Emperor of Li Fire Nation, should be prepared to welcome you!"

An afterimage passed by Lin Mo.

"What an amazing little baby. He has mastered the power of heaven and earth at such a young age!"

"Low-key, low-key, how can the monk be even with you!" Lin Mo looked back coldly, looking at the disappearing afterimage and said.