A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 161 Kill!Friar in white, remnant of the five rounds
Flying all the way is also practicing all the way.

In less than three days, Su Mo had already traveled [-] miles, and he could see Wulun Xianyu in the distance.To be honest, Su Mo was looking forward to returning to Wulunzong.

This is the first time Su Mo has seen Wulun Immortal Realm from the south.

Looking from a distance, there are many clouds and fog.

Su Mo felt a little strange, why the Southern Wulun Immortal Territory is not the same as the Northern Wulun Immortal Territory?Because, when Su Mo came back from Zhuxin Cliff, he didn't see any clouds and mists in the North Wulun Immortal Territory.

Su Mo remembered that when he and Mu Jinghong left the five rounds of Immortal Realm that day, there was no cloud.

It's getting closer, but only a few miles away.

Su Mo suddenly felt ominous on the Tianlun fairy boat.And that ominous aura came from the clouds and mist outside Wulunzong's immortal domain.

"Huh?" Su Mo was slightly taken aback, "What's going on?"

Ten miles away, Su Mo arrived in an instant.

At the same time, the breath in the cloud became thicker.

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Su Mo's heart.

On the Tianlun fairy boat, Su Mo stretched out one hand.The broken bamboo pole was already in his hand.

The breath of Wulunzong is wrong!

However, Su Mo directly entered the five-round fairyland.The cloud outside is just a layer.There is an empty area in Wulun Immortal Territory, which is still three thousand miles away from Wulun Nanxuanmen.

Originally, this was supposed to be a wilderness.

However, Su Mo always felt that the atmosphere here was not right.

Could it be that something happened to Wulunzong?
Thinking of this, Su Mo hurriedly took out the Fenglun jade slip.Now that he has joined the Five Wheels Sect, Fenglun Yujian can contact all senior brothers and sisters.

However, Su Mo used jade slips to transmit the sound.There was no response from Yu Jiannei.

Su Mo's expression changed.

what happened?Could it be that something happened to the wind wheel?Or did something happen to the five rounds?Otherwise, absolutely impossible.

Thinking of this, Su Mo's heart tightened.

He urged the Tianlun fairy boat, and headed straight to the Nanwulun Xuanmen at the fastest speed.

The distance of three thousand miles can be described as fast as lightning.

Along the way, Su Mo used the Fenglun jade slips almost non-stop to contact the Fenglun people.However, there was no response.Su Mo was even more anxious.

However, Tianlun Xianzhou is already his fastest magic weapon.

After an hour, Su Mo finally saw the Nan Wulun Xuanmen.Su Mo of the five rounds of Xuanmen is available.Because, when he went out from the five rounds of Taoism, he should have left a mark.

However, at the moment when Su Mo put away the Heavenly Wheel Immortal Boat and was about to activate the Five Wheels Xuanmen.

Whoosh—chih—

Suddenly, three rays of light flew from three directions.

Those are three flying swords!

"Ok?"

With a movement of Su Mo's body, the three flying swords fell directly into the air, and then flew back separately.At the same time, Su Mo looked around.In an instant, three monks in white robes went straight to kill him.

The three monks are all in the late stage of foundation establishment, and the finished characters go straight to Su Mo.

Three late foundation building stages?

This is definitely a first-class disciple in Wulun sect.However, these three white-robed monks were very unfamiliar, and Su Mo had probably never seen them before.

The people of the earth wheel?Su Mo's instinctive reaction.They dared to be blatant in Wulun Immortal Realm.

"Which line of disciples are you?" Su Mo asked.

However, the three monks did not answer at all.

Three flying swords and three sword lights directly killed Su Mo.

Su Mo raised his eyebrows, and a murderous look appeared on his face.

Back then, Su Mo couldn't beat even one of them, but now, in Su Mo's eyes, these three later stages of foundation establishment are not worth mentioning at all.

call--

The coercion of the alchemy on Su Mo's body dissipated.

"what?"

Those three monks in the late stage of foundation establishment didn't seem to have thought that the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him was actually a monk of alchemy.However, they have already made a move and cannot turn back.

If the opponent is not a particularly strong alchemy, the three of them have the confidence to fight.Therefore, the coercion of Su Mo's pill formation dissipated slightly.

The three of them in the late stage of foundation establishment can still charge forward.

Unfortunately, they got it wrong.

Su Mo is a Dzogchen monk in the middle stage of alchemy.And when those three late stage foundations really saw Su Mo's realm, it was too late.

The coercion of the knot pill suddenly dispersed, as if it seemed invisible.

The suppression of that realm is absolute.

Unless you have some kind of treasure body protection on your body, or you have practiced a special technique.However, none of the three foundation establishments met these conditions.

In the late stage of the three foundation establishments, it seemed that they encountered a wall a foot away from Su Mo, and they couldn't rush in at all.Moreover, his body froze slightly as if he was instantly frozen by the power of the alchemy.

In this level of battle, the moment is life and death.

But Su Mo didn't give them any chance at all.

poof-poof-

The bamboo pole is like a gun, pointing straight between the eyebrows.In an instant, Su Mo pierced the heads of two of the monks in white.

Clean and neat, with a fierce shot.

Because, Su Mo already understood.You must not show mercy to those who want to kill you.As for the third monk, Su Mo hesitated a little because he wanted to know what happened to Wulunzong.

However, the third monk did not escape when Su Mo killed his companion.Instead, a skyrocketing firecracker was suddenly raised.

Boom——

The firecracker exploded violently in the Baizhang void.

A skull pattern appeared in the air.

Bone Sect!
Su Mo was taken aback.He heard from the second senior brother that the skull pattern is the symbol of the Bone Sect.

These three monks are actually members of the Bone Sect.This was something Su Mo never expected.Wulun Immortal Realm, and it is in Nanxuanmen, there is a bone monk?
The wind wheel has lost contact!The Wulun sect was filled with fog!Three bones intercepted and killed themselves in the late stage of foundation building!

This, could it be that something really happened to the huge Wulun sect!

Su Mo was shocked.

Don't care about the internal strife within Wulunzong, but Wulunzong is Wulunzong, and Baiguzong is Baiguzong.The infighting of the Wulun Sect and the attack of the Bone Sect are definitely two concepts.

Therefore, the moment Su Mo saw the skeleton, he didn't want to ask the monk in white any more.

For the disciples of the Bone Sect, Su Mo had only one word in his heart - kill!

One is that Wulunzong and Baigu have been fighting against each other for tens of thousands of years.As a five-wheel disciple, Su Mo certainly has his own principled position.

If you join the Wulun sect, you are Wulun people.

The second is that Su Mo has never forgotten that he was chased and killed by the monks of the Bone Sect.If Senior Brother Shen Lang hadn't secretly protected him, he would have been killed that time.

Su Mo is very vengeful!
puff--

With a shake of the bamboo pole in Su Mo's hand, this time it directly pierced through the heart of the last white clothed foundation building.

Blood-stained white robe!
The white-clothed Zhuji had a ferocious expression on his face, as if he was unwilling to die.He looked at Su Mo and said a word: "Wulunzong, there is still a pill?"

His words made Su Mo's heart sink.

What do you mean?
Wulun sect, and alchemy?

Su Mo picked it up with one hand, and directly sent the body in white to build the foundation flying.Then, he will open the five rounds of Taoism.But, at this moment.

Not far away, there was a shout.

"The remnants of the five rounds, dare to act wild?" Looking again, a middle-aged monk flew quickly from the west, and it seemed that he had seen the signal from his fellow sect.

The same white robe, but the middle-aged monk had a black skull embroidered on the sleeve.

The middle stage of alchemy!

Su Mo frowned.

The remnants of the five rounds, could it be that the Bone Sect has already swallowed the five rounds?

(End of this chapter)