The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 118 A Condition

Everyone was stunned, seeing that Gao Ming's other half of the woman's face seemed to make an extremely weird expression in an instant.

"What on earth did you do, why did your mother's face appear on your body!" Gao Lang roared angrily, slamming into the formation with all his might, but the formation had already begun to function after those innocent souls stood still.

No matter how hard he tried, he could only be bounced back by the magic circle.

Gao Ming outside was indifferent, but proudly said, "She has made my career, she deserves to die!"

"Success?" Fu Moshen sneered, "You mean using the method above to kill your wife?"

Fu Moshen took out the ancient book and shook it.

"Give it back to me!" Gao Ming panicked, and hurriedly wanted to rush in to grab the ancient book in Fu Moshen's hand, but was ejected by the magic circle he set up.

"Borrowing other people's luck like this, killing so many people, are you still delusional about getting rich?" Fu Mo looked at him coldly, and Qiao Yimo was stunned by the icy aura emanating from his whole body.

It turned out that when Gao Ming picked up an ancient book, he used the above method to kill his wife, and merged with it, and used the lives of 25 people to form an evil formation to help him make a fortune.

"Dare to cut off my money, I will let you die without a place to bury!"

Gao Ming muttered ferociously, the light of the magic circle suddenly increased, and they felt the pressure doubled when they were trapped in it.

"Now he is neither a human nor a ghost, he has become a demon." Fu Moshen's complexion was ugly, and Qiao Yimo's heart sank, which meant that Gao Ming was not as easy to deal with as before.

Suddenly there was a bang behind him.

They turned their heads and looked over, and it turned out that Gao Ming, who was already surrounded by resentment, hit the magic circle directly.

Gao Lang is most likely to be disturbed by resentment, and when he is stimulated by Gao Ming, he will quickly run amok in the magic circle, unable to listen to anyone's persuasion, like crazy.

"Stop him first!" Fu Moshen gave Shen Shisheng a look, and Shen Shisheng nodded, cooperating very tacitly with Fu Moshen to fix Gao Lang with a spell.

Qiao Yimo took out the magic weapon he made to find a way to break the magic circle.

A "click" sounded from in front of her, and she was overjoyed. Could it be that the magic circle was really broken by the magic weapon she made?
Qiao Yimo looked down in surprise, only to find that the magic weapon in her hand was cracked and shattered in the end.

"Isn't it?" She was full of despair, but before she could feel emotion, a wave of evil came directly towards her.

Qiao Yimo couldn't dodge in time, but was backlashed by the evil spirit, and fell heavily on the ground, his eyes went dark, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

"Yimo!"

Fu Moshen let out a roar, his eyes were about to burst, he rushed over and hugged her.

Qiao Yimo closed her eyes tightly, lying in his arms with a pale complexion, a cloud of black air that could be seen with the naked eye was swimming on the surface of Qiao Yimo's skin.

"How dare you hurt her!" Fu Moshen's eyes flickered darkly, and he glared angrily at Gao Ming outside the magic circle, wishing to tear this person to pieces.

Anger caused his mana to surge instantly, but he did not attack the magic circle. Instead, he pressed his palm on Qiao Yimo's back, and the mana was injected into Qiao Yimo's body like money.

The most important thing is to force out the evil spirit in Qiao Yimo's body first.

In Qiao Yimo's blurred consciousness, she could only feel a warm current running from her back to all parts of her body, and the biting chill brought about by the evil energy entering her body was instantly reduced a lot.

With a groan, she slowly opened her eyes, and it was Fu Moshen's eyes full of anxiety that caught her eyes.

Suddenly, he felt hot air rushing towards his face, and the surrounding air became a little tense.

Turning his head to look over, he found that a raging flame was ignited around him. The fire was unusual, and it was shining golden!

Fu Moshen withdrew his hand calmly, and hugged Qiao Yimo tenderly, "How do you feel?"

"I'm much better...cough cough..." Qiao Yimo coughed uncontrollably.

The anger in Fu Mo's deep eyes almost overflowed, and he handed Qiao Yimo to Shen Shisheng, "Take care of her."

Shen Shisheng didn't speak, and reached out to support Qiao Yimo's shoulder.

Gao Ming, who was outside the circle, sneered, "This is an ancient evil spirit formation, you will never be able to escape, so accept your fate!"

On that clean face, the two mouths wriggled together, making people sick.

"is it?"

Fu Moshen raised his hand and punched the magic circle heavily.

He didn't use any magic weapon, but the mana on his body gathered together, and the moment it touched the ground, the entire magic circle shook with the distance.

The smile on Gao Ming's face froze for an instant, and soon a trace of sternness flashed across, "I will never let you break out."

As he muttered, the innocent souls in the magic circle screamed in pain in an instant.

The resentment emanating from these unjust souls is getting heavier and heavier. The dark mist that was only lightly surrounding it turned into a cloud in an instant, enveloping every unjust soul in it, and instantly strengthened the power of the entire magic circle a lot.

Fu Moshen raised his fist again, and slammed heavily at the magic circle in front of him, but this time he was bounced back by the magic circle.

The power he originally used unexpectedly reacted on him, knocking him into the air in an instant, and the surrounding golden flames flickered like candles in the wind, and then went out immediately.

"Fu Moshen!" Qiao Yimo screamed, and wanted to rush over to help Fu Moshen, but her body couldn't move, Shen Shisheng still reached out and held her down, "You can't help now, just stay there!"

Shen Shisheng's tone was very serious, he stood up, and took out a magic weapon from his arms.

Qiao Yimo looked at him in a daze, this man was finally willing to use those precious magic weapons.

Suddenly Qiao Yimo felt a bit of chill, the temperature of the air that was originally burned by the flames around Fu Moshen suddenly dropped a lot.

Qiao Yimo turned his head and looked outside. The whole sky was gloomy, and snowflakes fell from the sky.

Even though it was summer, it started to snow.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew up behind him, and Qiao Yimo turned his head to see that it was the air flow brought by the magic weapon in Shen Shisheng's hand.

Under the command of Shen Shisheng, the water vapor in the air and the snowflakes falling from the sky instantly formed an icicle from top to bottom, freezing Gao Ming outside the magic circle instantly.

The skill of the magic circle that was originally driven cannot be moved, and this is the easiest time for the magic circle to be cracked.

Fu Moshen turned over and got up from the ground, once again condensed his mana in his palm, and clenched his palm into a fist and slammed it heavily on the magic circle.

Shen Shisheng kept driving the magic weapon, as long as Gao Ming moved a little bit, he would be frozen again by the icicle.

(End of this chapter)