Supreme Merit Cultivation System

The oil film was blocking the front like a curtain. Li Mo neatly collected the small gourd and used the "Fei Fei" light body technique to turn around and run in the direction different from where Yuan Feifei was going.

The silver threads passed through the blade and pierced the oil film in an instant. However, after the hole passed through, the silver threads also turned into black threads. They were no longer under Cao Pengju's control. With the sound of "snatching, snatching, snatching", they all shot into the ground.

No matter how much I use my magic power, I can't get it back.

"Ah! My fisherman's magic weapon!" Le Wu screamed in pain, but he knew that his magic weapon was contaminated by the oil film.

Five refined corpse oils soaked into the inside of the magic weapon, blinding the original owner's spiritual brand in the magic weapon, and filling the magic weapon's formation with a large amount of filthy air. Without some vigorous sacrifice, this magic weapon can no longer function

use.

After landing on the ground and taking back the Fisherman's Divine Weapon with his bare hands, Le Wu looked at Li Mo's fleeing back as if he was looking at an enemy.

Their black-shirted team was originally formed under the intimidation of Shuang Wu and relied on profit. Both the team members and the captain were useless and did not get up early.

He can be excited because he got a magic weapon for free, and he can be angry because he lost a magic weapon. It's like doing business. Losing a magic weapon will undoubtedly result in loss of money.

"I want to run! Can I run?"

He raised his hand with a sneer, and two black smoke ropes as thick as his arms shot out from his palms. They were winding and twisting like snakes, cutting across the ground for more than ten feet and winding towards Li Mo in the distance.

Li Mo turned around and stood still, his two palms flashed red and blue, and smacked them together.

"Crack!"

Amidst the slap, a flying sword more than two feet long shot out from his palm.

The flying sword with half of its edge blue and half its edge red is like a fish falling into the sea. It shakes its head and tail, cuts up and down, and cuts the black smoke rope into hundreds of pieces in just an instant.

Wu cut away.

"What a sword!"

Lewu was not surprised but overjoyed. He opened his hand and released a copper bowl-like magical weapon about ten feet in size, spinning it toward the sword cover of ice and fire.

The two-pole sword of ice and fire suddenly circled, slashing at the edge of the copper bowl dozens of times in an instant. Sparks splashed down like rain, and the sound of metal collision was endless. The flying sword took advantage of the force of the counterattack to show off its fight and retreat, barely able to escape the cover.

into it.

When Yue Wu saw that the bronze bowl failed to perform, he waved his hands and sent out the Dust Burial Hand. He also hit two black smoke ropes. He had corrected his mentality and used real methods!

The sword of ice and fire suddenly retreated suddenly, first hitting the earth-yellow, extremely thick Burial Dust Hand, and then swam back to resist the copper bowl-like magic weapon.

Two black smoke ropes were drawn, but Li Mo did not dodge or dodge. He activated the ice silkworm robe on his body, billowing with steaming freezing air, and withstood the two black smoke ropes.

He took seven or eight steps back and then resisted head-on.

After being hit hard by a monk who was in the middle stage of Qi training, Lewu's big cake had a very ugly look on his face. But when he saw the ice silkworm robe on Li Mo, he couldn't help but have a trace of greed in his eyes...

With his robe hunting, Le Wu slowly rose into the air again. He raised his right hand high and raised his palm like a knife. Black air surged out of his palm, and within about 1 second, it condensed into a three-foot-long, jet-black weapon in his palm.

A shiny halberd!

The arm was swung forward fiercely, and the short halberd was thrown out while spinning.

"Woooo..."

The sound that broke through the sky was like a ghost crying wolf, and wherever the black short halberd passed, it was beaten to a roar, and any trees blocking the road were blown to pieces the moment the halberd passed by.

The surging spiritual pressure rushes towards you, like a tsunami rolling in, covering you with pressure. Anything that dares to stand in front of you will be blown away and flattened!

Li Mo was shocked. Le Wu's attack was a high-level Xuan-level spell - Ghost Halberd!

The power of the Xuan-level high-level spells used by monks in the late stages of Qi training is so terrifying that they have actually reached such an extent.

He suddenly ignited his fighting spirit, yelled, and launched the Ice and Fire Bipolar Sword, ricocheting away from the copper bowl magic weapon and slashing straight at Lewu. Faced with the ghost halberd whizzing towards him, he had no time to dodge. He placed his right palm across his chest.

In front of him, the khaki-colored soul-burial hand, which was about ten feet tall, spread its fingers and grabbed the ghost halberd.

"puff!"

The Soul Burying Hand was smashed to pieces after being smashed properly, and was restored to spiritual energy.

More than a dozen black smoke ropes twisted into a thick strand, like a siege hammer, and faced the ghost halberd's hard head to intercept it again.

The ghost halberd that keeps spinning is like an indestructible cannonball, and the black smoke rope that looks thicker than a battering ram immediately turns into a vulnerable siege banana in front of the ghost halberd!

"Puff puff puff puff..."

The thick "siege banana" held by the two men was smashed through a passage from beginning to end in the center.

The Ghost Halberd's power didn't seem to have decreased much, and it hit Li Mo's chest with a loud bang. He was knocked backwards and flew more than ten feet away, and did not stop until he hit a big tree.

The twigs and leaves on the big trees fell one after another, as if there had been a heavy rain.

"Only in the middle stage of Qi training... do you think you are a pervert like the Jade Faced Tiger Bai Dan?" Le Wu sneered, not caring about the ice and fire bipolar sword that came towards him.

Pointing at it casually, Li Mo's tin shield shone brightly, facing the incoming sword with a much stronger power than the original owner's hand. It seemed that blocking it was not a problem.

However, the accident happened at this moment!

The two-pole sword of ice and fire was about to strike the tin-wood shield, but it suddenly split into two, turning into a long winding whip of one red and one blue. It twisted around the tin-wood shield, raised its head and faced it.

Cao Pengju's head was slapped hard.

"Holy shit!"

Le Wu was shocked. However, he did not expect that Li Mo's attack could bypass his copper bowl and tin shield, and the magic robe and magic weapon on his body did not even have mana injected into it.

He hurriedly opened the magic weapon on his robe, but it was still a moment late. The aura on the robe had not yet fully risen, and the two whips had already arrived.

"Pop!"

Two consecutive whips sent him flying backwards from a height of ten feet. He fell into the dead leaves and dirt below, rolling around for more than ten times before barely stopping.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" He was still a little dizzy, and he was beating with anger, but there was no sign of Li Mo anywhere? Even the twin whips of ice and fire were long gone.

…

After a brief fight with Le Wu, most of the mana in his body was consumed, and the boss was hit by the ghost halberd, which caused a mouthful of blood. Li Mo originally wanted to escape, but he was still a little worried about Yuan Feifei.

After swallowing a few healing pills and searching for the direction she told me for a moment, I found the little girl sitting on a rock, secretly wiping her tears.

"How's it going? Is the contact person here?" He covered his burning and painful chest and ran over to ask.

Yuan Feifei turned her tearful little face, flattened her lips and said: "Jiefu...my brother didn't come!"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was talking about, and said: "The person you're talking to is your brother? If he didn't come, then he didn't come. He might have had diarrhea. It's too dangerous here. You'd better go to the inner gate to find Xiaocheng!"

Yuan Feifei wiped her tears and said: "No, my brother left this!"

She picked up a yellow branch under the stone and said: "He told me before. If a branch of this color is left, it means that he has been exposed. If this happens, let me go to the inner gate to find Brother Cheng.

And you can’t leave his side..."

Li Mo is not very familiar with this sibling, let alone her brother. As for Yuan Feifei's brother's exposure, he has no time to care about it for the time being. After all, he himself is still in danger.

Yuan Feifei handed over the secret letter and said: "Brother Xie..."

Li Mo quickly waved his hand and said: "Brother Jie, don't talk to me, just call Jie Fu..."