Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 291 Killing Wu Zong
What is recorded in the fragments is the method of using the Pluto Banner.

After reading it carefully, Molin's eyes gleamed with frenzied madness.

Pluto Banner has three functions.

One is soul gathering, the soul gathering tripod of the blue skull can condense the soul of the dead for three days.

The second is to control the soul. Ringing the soul-controlling bell of the yellow skull can order the evil spirits to use for themselves, and can make the awakened spirits unable to use the spirits.

The third is to kill the soul, lighting the red skull lamp can instantly destroy some evil ghosts and ghosts, and kill them with one blow!

After recognizing the Lord, the Pluto banner disappeared out of thin air and entered Mo Lin's body.

After getting the Pluto Banner, Mo Lin finally let out a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart was completely relieved.

This time when he returned to the Seven Star Palace, Mo Lin came for Pluto's banner.

Regardless of the outcome of the battle between the treasure hunting team and Leihuo, even if Leihuo is killed, if you can't get the Pluto banner, you can't control the zombies on the island for your own use. In the end, the treasure hunting team had only a dead end.

Now that he had the Pluto banner, Mo Lin added another hole card. He calmed down his excitement, opened Hou Qing's notes and continued to read.

"I have practiced for thousands of years, and I have collected countless rare and rare treasures. They are all stored in the secret cave of the Antarctic Liuhe Sect for the rise of the Mohists. If they can find the descendants of the third brother, they will take the treasures and keep them Half of the treasure is given to you as a token of gratitude."

"The tablets stored in the Tianjiang Realm are the ancestors of my Mohist family. I hope that one day I can send them back to the Jiuhuashan ancestral hall. It seems hopeless. If you have the heart, you can kowtow in front of the ancestors on behalf of Houqing to apologize. Say, Houqing... did my best .”

The Tianjiang Realm is twice as large as the Earth's border. After Mo Lin entered, he saw that there were more than 3000 spirit tablets placed inside. The dazzling and solemn "Mo" characters made his heart tremble and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. I am in awe.

"It turns out that my Mo family is so huge that it was once a glorious family."

In Yunlan Country, there are only 500 people in Mojia Village, which can be described as a dying population.

Later, when he met Wang Ba, Mo Lin found out that there were not many people with the surname Mo in the entire Black Dragon Empire. He once thought that his family was just a small family.

I never thought that the ancestors of the Mo family were extremely prosperous for a while.

There were more than 2000 ancestors from one to five generations before 3000 years ago, and they were just dead. If the Mohist school had not been destroyed, after so many years of spreading branches and leaves, the number would have reached a terrifying level.

Kneeling in front of the mountain of tablets, Mo Lin respectfully kowtowed three times. Thinking of the ruin of the Mo family and the glory of his ancestors, he made up his mind that sooner or later, he would return to the Eight Desolations. last wish.

The method of manipulating the Three Jiang Realms is not difficult. According to Yu Peili's explanation, Mo Lin completely mastered the method of using the Martial Emperor Mysterious Realm in less than 5 minutes. With a thought, his people had already appeared in the main hall outside.

Rumble!
As soon as he left the Three Jiang Realm, the ground under Mo Lin's feet shook violently, and a sound like rolling thunder came from a distance.

"What's going on? Could it be that Song Yuanbiao did something?"

Mo Lin frowned, and silently recited a mantra in his heart. The Three Jiang Realms in front of him suddenly disappeared. On the back of Mo Lin's hand, there was a mountain-shaped tattoo.

The roaring sound from the soles of his feet continued. Mo Lin used his movement skills and quickly returned to the ground. Just as he walked out of the secret passage, he saw a figure bumping into him head-on. spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Zhao Qiang!"

Mo Lin was shocked when he saw the injured person, it was actually Zhao Qiang.

"Brother, let's go!"

When Zhao Qiang saw Mo Lin, he was both surprised and happy, but just after he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and he collapsed on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, his face pale.

Mo Lin's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhao Qiang, "What's going on? Who did it?" He saw three deep wounds on Zhao Qiang's chest, with blood gushing like spring water.

"Yo, I didn't expect there to be another one here, haha, this time we brothers don't have to fight."

Before Zhao Qiang could reply, a piercing voice reached Mo Lin's ears. In the middle of the street, two young men, one tall and one short, appeared in the middle of the street. It was the short man who spoke.

"Brother, let's go, they are members of Qingyun Sect! They are all masters of Wuji Realm!"

Zhao Qiang was panting like a cow, and pushed Mo Lin away hard, trying to make him escape first.

Mo Lin's pupils contracted slightly. People from the three major sects and the royal family are more than ten miles away from the Seven Star Palace, and there are countless zombies in between. Even if there are many of them, Mo Lin feels that it will take at least half a day to cross the island center lake Unexpectedly, in less than two hours, someone passed through the zombies, not only entered the Seven Star Palace, but also injured Zhao Qiang.

"Boy, are you committing suicide, or waiting for Laozi to do it yourself?"

The short man looked at Mo Lin teasingly. The suzerain Xiao Yunchu offered a huge reward, and if he killed a member of the treasure hunt team, he could get a reward of [-] low-grade soul stones. Even for a master of the Martial Extreme Realm, [-] soul stones is not a small amount.

"Two first-level Wuzong?"

Mo Lin silently circulated the Yin-Yang martial soul, and the newly awakened martial soul skill 'True and False Vision' was quietly activated. The bodies of the two Qingyun sect members instantly turned into two groups of burning flames in Mo Lin's eyes, and the opponent's level and strength were naked. - naked in front of his eyes.

"Xiao Yunchu and his son, are you here too?"

Mo Lin took out a elixir, stuffed it into Zhao Qiang's mouth, told him to exercise his kung fu to heal his injuries, and then he got up and took two steps forward, and asked indifferently in front of two Qing Yunzong's Wuzong powerhouses.

"Boy, how dare you call our suzerain by the first name, I think you are tired of working!"

The tall young man snorted coldly, and said to the short man, "Don't waste time, do it. This is yours. By the way, cut off their heads and go back to claim the reward."

"it is good!"

The short man grinned grimly, and punched Mo Lin.

A cold light flashed in Mo Lin's eyes, and he stood on the spot without dodging, staring at the short man's fist, and when the shadow of the violent fist was less than half a meter away from his chest, he thrust his chest out fiercely and took a step forward , hit it.

Click!

There was a sound of bone shattering, the short man's hand bones were shattered, and the whole person flew into the air, but just as his feet left the ground, Mo Lin suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed his arm towards his bosom, and hit his shoulder hard The guy fell limply on the ground before he even had time to scream, bleeding to death from his seven orifices.

"you……"

The tall Wu Zong, who was waiting to continue looking for the next hunting target, suddenly changed his face terribly, and stared at Mo Lin so hard that his heart stopped beating.

(End of this chapter)