Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 602
The raging flames burned on the bodies of the nine pegasus, aggravating their injuries again.

Qin Mo stood with his sword back, with boundless pride surging in his chest.

Fighting against the nine emperors with his own strength, and finally ended in victory, although he took advantage of the opponent's underestimation of his own strength by surprise, the fact is in front of him.

"Gollum, Gollum."

Not far away, there was a series of spitting sounds, which were the descendants of Mo Wen.

A group of golden war horses rubbed their eyes vigorously, feeling like a dream.

"Defeat the nine-headed Seraphim with the realm of Wu Zun? Is this true?"

Taking a shot with his empty hand, Qin Mo took the Thousand Machine Bow into his hand, and with a surge of mental power, he erased the restrictions in it.

The grade of this bow has reached the level of a sacred weapon, and it is also the top-level one, which can just be used to make up for the lack of long-range attack power.

"Boom!"

The stone door of the cave burst open suddenly, followed by a wave of powerful force full of domineering intent that swept across all directions.

"Father, you are finally out of customs."

"Grandpa, have you succeeded?"

A group of golden war horses were so excited that they surrounded them happily.

"Haha, that's right!" Mo Wen, who had turned into a human form, was two meters tall, with a golden glow all over his body, and every inch of his muscles was full of a sense of strength.

Mo Wen pushed away a group of descendants, walked up to Qin Mo, and knelt down on one knee under everyone's surprised and incomprehensible gazes.

"Master, I finally see you!"

Qin Mo was a little surprised, and quickly helped him up: "Little Mo, you don't need to be so polite. I just did it casually at the beginning. It is your own chance that you can achieve what you are today."

"No, if it weren't for that drop of your blood essence back then, I wouldn't be where I am now."

It turned out that Mo Wen was the horse that Qin Mo rode after he killed the disciple of the Black Snake Palace. Because he thought that it did not abandon Qin Mo, Qin Mo gave him a drop of his blood essence.

Qin Mo would never have imagined that the unintentional actions at the beginning would actually create a powerful race.

Mo Wen was supported by Qin Mo, and then he turned around and said to his descendants, "Come here, all of you, this is what I told you before, my master will be your master from now on."

"I have seen the master!"

Mo Wen's majesty and Qin Mo's almost invincible figure left an indelible impression on them, so they basically accepted Qin Mo without much resistance.

"Okay." Qin Mo is also a free and easy person. These war horses all contain his blood, so it is only natural to accept them.

"It's the first time we meet, then, let me give you a little gift."

His body shook, and hundreds of golden silk threads shot out from Qin Mo's body and landed on the war horses.

Immediately, the sound of neighing resounded continuously, and the sound of 'bang bang bang' came from their bodies one after another.

A trace of Qin Mo's blood essence fell into their bodies, purifying the power of their bloodlines, making their strength greatly improved.

Qin Mo looked at Mo Wen again, pondered for a moment, turned around, and came to the side of the defeated nine-headed celestial horse, and stamped his palm on his head, launching the Blood Demon Dafa brazenly!
In less than a moment, the Seraph turned into a pile of dry bones, and a fist-sized ball of light exuding holy power appeared in Qin Mo's palm.

This is the essence of that Seraphim's strength. With a thought, this ball of light floated beside Qin Mo.

In the same way, the other eight seraphs were also sucked out of their strength.

The nine light spheres revolved around Qin Mo non-stop, and the power of the war element surged, transforming into a huge melting pot, in which the nine light spheres were placed.

The yin and yang eyes are activated, and the flames are billowing, continuously refining the nine light spheres.

The nine fist-sized balls of light gradually shrunk with continuous refinement, and finally ninety-nine were reduced to one, and the light it emitted shot straight into the sky.

Flicking his fingers repeatedly, three drops of blood essence shot out from his fingertips and fell into the ball of light.

Immediately, it was like strong oil touching water, causing a violent reaction.

The spiritual power surged out, continuously suppressing it, and finally, the three drops of blood essence merged perfectly with it.

Withdrawing the furnace, a pale golden bead a circle smaller than a fist was suspended in mid-air.

"This bead should be regarded as a gift for you to meet." Qin Mo looked at Mo Wen, not allowing the other party to object, and waved his hand directly to Mo Wen's mouth.

Mo Wen showed gratitude, and swallowed the bead in one gulp.

"Bang bang bang!"

The moment the beads entered his abdomen, there were bursts of explosions in his body. It was the sound of the blood vessels in his body being broken one by one.

Mo Wen was surrounded by thunder and lightning, the wind was strong, and the aura was frightening.

Standing in the center of the storm, Mo Wen's aura rose steadily.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a roar that subdued all beasts, Mo Wen showed his original shape, with his head held high, showing pain on his face.

The front hoof was raised abruptly, and then fell hard, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and a pair of wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters appeared behind it!
One of this pair of wings is golden, and the other is white. As soon as the wings come out, an air of royalty is suddenly born.

This imperial aura does not have much influence on other creatures, but under this aura, all horses are as if they are facing the might of God, and it is difficult for them to rise up to resist.

Qin Mo waved his hand, stopped what Mo Wen wanted to say, and said in a deep voice: "Next, let's drive away those evil spirits that came."

The soldiers marched in four directions, while Qin Mo headed south alone, where he felt three extremely evil and powerful auras.

Those were three World Master-level existences. Although Qin Mo was no match for them, with the Myriad Souls Pagoda, there shouldn't be much of a problem with their safety.

The mysterious gossip runes flickered under his feet, and he took a step forward, and his figure was already several miles away.

In that lake, the confrontation between the white-haired old man and the three bald men was still going on, and they all remained motionless.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and Qin Mo's figure landed thousands of meters away from them, and then walked towards them slowly.

They all turned a blind eye to Qin Mo's arrival, until Qin Mo took out the Tower of Myriad Souls.

Holding the Tower of Ten Thousand Souls in his right hand, he spun it in his palm, and the purple light filled the air, making the three bald-headed men tremble, and looked at Qin Mo suddenly.

Three extremely oppressive gazes fell on Qin Mo's body, and he suddenly felt as if he was pressing down on a mountain, and his breathing became short of breath.

The Ten Thousand Souls Pagoda glowed and protected the Lord by itself, blocking this pressure.

The white-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Qin Mo with a slight smile, what he said surprised Qin Mo.

"Little friend, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Oh? But I don't know you."

"Everything is fate, and everything has its destiny.

(End of this chapter)