super magic

Chapter 197 Lin Mo
"Lin Mo!?"

Among the four strange flowers in Qin Yu's dormitory, Ming Dongyue sleeps too much, and Shi Tian concentrates on swordsmanship.

Only Lin Mo, although physically weak and known as a sick ghost, was the closest to Qin Yu on weekdays, and the relationship between the two was also the best.

Qin Yu did not expect that at the top of the Julang Mountain, it was Lin Mo who finally made a move to stop him.

He was still the same, pale, thin, sickly.

But wherever he stops, it seems to become the center of the world, everything disappears, and everything returns to silence. His eyes are like water, sweeping down.

The tall, black-robed man's eyes trembled slightly, and he quickly knelt down: "My lord, it's because I can't wait."

"I don't blame you, he is an odd number among human beings."

After speaking, Lin Mo looked over and said calmly: "You should have entered the holy hall and met the holy ancestor."

"Even you know? Lin Mo, you hide it too deeply." Qin Yu said coldly with his eyes slightly lowered.

"Mankind can come this far, thanks to the ancestor, I naturally know, what did he promise you?"

"What do you mean?" Qin Yu frowned.

"Qin Yu, you are an odd number, maybe you don't know how special you are."

Lin Mo smiled slightly. It seemed that he was not an enemy at the moment, but a close friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time, chatting again.

"The history of the Qin people can be traced back to the origin of human beings, but for endless years, their blood has never been passed on. They stick to the family rules and responsibilities until more than 800 years ago, the holy ancestor became the first person to set foot on the land of the Qin people. At that time, he left a seed."

"Seed? What do you mean?"

Lin Mo smiled lightly, but did not answer: "This seed is hidden very deeply. Many years later, your father discovered it."

"Qin Wentian, what a talent he was back then, what a pity, but now he is reduced to a prisoner."

"Do you know where my father is?" Qin Yu asked in a deep voice.

"Qin Yu, you are the fruit of that seed. Although I don't know what the holy ancestor did, your appearance made the whole balance begin to tilt. In a sense, you are the turning point of fate. "

Lin Mo's gaze became deep and terrifying: "Qin Yu, human beings are not your final destination. One day, you will stand in front of us."

"Nonsense." Qin Yu shouted in a deep voice.

Lin Mo shrugged, noncommittal: "One day, you will understand what I said, but today, I will take this thing away first."

While speaking, Lin Mo stretched out his hand towards the natural body.

The long saber roared like a dragon like an abyss, swaying its sharp edge, blocking him in front of him.

"Qin Yu, your strength is not enough to compete with me." Lin Mo said indifferently, as soon as he pointed out, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, but the blade glow shattered, and even the majestic and vast origin power dissipated.

The black power that had suddenly emerged suddenly shattered.

"This kind of power is close to ours, but it's still too immature." Lin Mo saw through it at a glance, and said with a smile: "You have a good chance."

While speaking, his script never stopped, that frail body seemed to hide a demon king, and every step made Julang Mountain tremble slightly.

Terrifying arrogance filled the sky, covering the entire sky.

"Fusion level!?" Qin Yu's face was ugly, Lin Mo's strength was very strong, even stronger than that tall man in black robe.

If the latter is just a star, then Lin Mo is a vast starry sky with no end in sight.

"Back off." Lin Mo whispered, there was unquestionable majesty in that cold voice.

At this moment, the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Saber let out a long moan, and there were many phantoms, and a slender and graceful figure appeared, blocking in front of him.

"This is?" Bai Yuxian's complexion changed slightly, and he saw the figure clearly.

A woman, dressed like flames in red, with glamorous and exquisite facial features revealing a deep charm.

"Master!" The ghost mother Yue Ji saluted.

"How is your recovery?" Qin Yu asked coldly.

"Half-step true enlightenment."

"Very well, kill him." Qin Yu sneered.

Yue Ji's soft gaze suddenly became murderous. For her, Qin Yu's order was everything.

"Ghost tribe?"

Lin Mo frowned slightly. This is an extremely ancient and mysterious race in the universe. Over the past dynasties, people who have seen this race are extremely rare, but they actually met them here today.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk."

With a whisper, the sky darkened, the earth split open, and ghostly energy rushed out, turning into terrifying figures.

Some have human bodies with the heads of bulls, holding huge axes, some have bone wings on their backs, and their fangs are like swords, and some are wearing white robes, and they are riding a majestic white bone war horse...

These ghost figures, in different shapes, crawled out from the ground with a terrifying aura.

"These hundred ghosts were refined by me in the ghost world, and each one has fusion-level cultivation."

Ghost Mother Yueji's recovery was astonishing, even Qin Yu was taken aback.

Each head has fusion-level strength?
"Listen to my order, kill!"

With Yue Ji's order, the dense ghost energy gathered together, like a mighty river, coming from the depths of the netherworld.

The monsters and ghosts jumped into the long river one after another, and the terrifying force lowered the top of Julang Mountain by a few feet, the ground cracked, and the slaughter was shocking.

rumbling...

Hundreds of ghosts are walking at night, and the long river is like a rainbow, piercing towards them. Lin Mo's figure flickers, and a cloud of black air in his palm turns into a huge head.

That head has three faces and six eyes, either compassionate, ferocious, or silent, and all dharmas and myriad phenomena belong to it.

Lin Mo formed seals with his hands, and the six eyes of that head opened wide, forming multiple barriers to seal him off.

bang bang bang...

The River of Hundred Ghosts fell, causing waves of ripples, and a dense ghostly aura filled the entire mountaintop.

The tall black-robed man was involved, and was suddenly shattered under the bite of a hundred ghosts, turning into a majestic spirit, scattered in the sky and the earth.

This family is not immortal, and they still have to wait to die in the face of absolute power.

The power formed by the river of hundreds of ghosts is infinitely close to that of a true enlightened person. As long as he is involved in such a terrifying fluctuation, even Qin Yu will die, let alone the tall man in black robe.

However, Lin Mo didn't move, and the terrifying eyes of the head shrouded him like the brilliance of the sun and the moon. Even if the ghostly aura was soaring into the sky, it would be difficult to hurt him at all.

"I'd like to see how long you can last." The ghost mother Yueji gritted her teeth, secret lines intertwined between her brows, and a ghostly aura rushed out and sank into the long river.

Immediately, the river boiled like a turbulent wave, creating layers of ripples that engulfed all the ghosts.

boom……

Finally, cracks appeared in the light radiating from the terrifying head, and they continued to spread.

Lin Mo's color changed slightly, and he was about to back away, but at this moment, he felt a huge crisis and turned his head suddenly.

I saw that above Qin Yu's head, an ancient bronze mirror was aimed at him, with ferocious fangs, holding the mirror, the terrifying death light came through the sky, gathering all of Qin Yu's energy.

(End of this chapter)