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As long as he moves, he will be decapitated!
"When did this long sword appear..."
Gu Changhuan suddenly looked up and found that Lin Mo was in the middle of a trick, manipulating the Hell Demon Sword.
His face changed several times, and finally he sighed.
After dispelling all the fluctuations in cultivation, he handed over to Lin Mo helplessly:
"Uncle, I... lost!"
When this sentence came out, all the disciples and bosses who were watching in Sifangtiandi had complicated expressions.
Especially looking at Lin Mo is like looking at a monster.
"Although I know that Lin Mo is very strong, he can surpass the first natural moat in the realm of cultivation and suppress the enemy by leapfrogging."
"This is a bit too monstrous..."
"And he's not at the peak of the ninth level of alchemy, just one step away from Yuanying. Uncle Lin Mo, he's only at the seventh level of alchemy!"
"Two punches to get down a Nascent Soul strongman, even among the top ten demons, only two have this record!"
"But I feel...Uncle Lin Mo's combat power may be far more than that..."
Amidst the shocking voices, Lin Mo didn't care about those.
Instead, after Gu Changhuan conceded defeat, he dispersed his strength.
Whoa!
The prison demon sword on Gu Changhuan's neck fell directly to the ground.
Everyone was slightly taken aback, Yu Jianshu, didn't they all fly back directly, why did they return it?
"Cough cough."
At this time, Lin Mo said a little 'embarrassed':
"I'm sorry, I just learned the art of imperial swordsmanship, and I'm not yet proficient."
"If you take a moment to admit defeat, maybe this sword control technique won't be able to scare you..."
He really couldn't control it anymore, and he had never learned the sword control technique himself.
He just saw someone use it once, so he just tried it on a whim.
With the terrifying blessing of god-level comprehension, Lin Mo succeeded directly.
Hence this scene!
"..."
When Gu Changhuan heard this sentence, his face turned blue and red many times, feeling like he was being played.
But he snorted coldly and didn't make another move.
Lin Mo can injure himself with two punches, and naturally he can kill his disciple with the third punch.
He wouldn't foolishly believe Lin Mo's words...
"I heard that you have the deepest routine and the most methods."
"Don't try to lie to me, this cute newbie, hum."
Gu Changhuan looked ugly, and just about to throw out the token of Wutong Peak, Lin Mo waved his hand lightly:
"unnecessary."
"Taking you is just for practice, my goal is to go higher!"
The voice landed and the sign-in was successful.
"Ding! The host has successfully signed in to Wutong Peak, and the reward for signing in is: One Color Magic Crystal!"
Lin Mo's figure flew directly to another higher mountain nearby, and Lin Wanfeng and others followed immediately.
Whoa!
The other disciples who were watching all flew over in surprise.
"Uncle Lin Mo still wants to challenge?"
"Every little peak master from now on will be a Nascent Soul cultivator!"
"Is he really not afraid of being beaten to death..."
The bosses in the main hall of the Blood Demon were slightly surprised, but they smiled:
"Lin Mo, maybe you're about to get in touch with your own Nascent Soul Dao!"
When the clouds were moving from all sides, Lin Mo also punched twice, smashing another mountain protection formation.
"war!"
Without stopping at all, the little peak master had already been waiting here.
The two fought together in an instant. Although this person was stronger than Gu Changhuan, he was only at the first level of Nascent Soul.
and so……
"One punch!"
"Two punches!"
Under Lin Mo's two punches, the opponent also vomited blood and flew backwards.
Under the mystery of the five-color magic pill, various heaven-level exercises, and the three forbidden magic eyes, he was directly defeated!
"Ding! The host has successfully signed in to Moon Night Peak, and the reward for signing in is: One Color Magic Crystal!"
After Lin Mo defeated the enemy and signed in successfully.
Chapter 95 Yuezhan Yueyong directly withdraws and leaves, the time to come and go is less than ten breaths.
Next mountain!
"Boom. Boom."
"Bang. Bang."
Just like before, between the sound of breaking the formation and the sound of iron fists, another enemy was defeated.
Lin Mo seemed to be addicted to war, and his speed was getting faster and faster.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen small mountain peaks have been pushed horizontally, and a dozen small peak masters who have just entered the Nascent Soul have been defeated.
"Wow!"
When Houshan Baifeng was mostly pushed by him, Lin Mo also signed various rewards, and it was getting better and better.
There are many magic crystals in it, which makes him a little strange.
After viewing, I feel a little bit:
"This magic crystal is actually attractive to the dantian, and it may be what is needed to become a Nascent Soul."
"And most of them are one-color magic crystals, and there are also two-color and three-color magic crystals..."
"Could it be that these magic crystals, when all of them are fused, can make me become the strongest Nascent Soul like the Gorefiend Golden Elixir?"
He didn't know where to go to inquire, so he simply started to break through the level again, collecting this seemingly good magic crystal.
"boom!"
"boom…"
Lin Mo fought more and more bravely, no matter what the opponent's cultivation level was, if one punch was not enough, two punches were enough, and two punches were not enough... just one more punch!
So ever.
His brave and invincible posture scared everyone onlookers.
"I thought Uncle Lin Mo would fight to the point of exhaustion or be defeated by a certain Nascent Soul Peak Lord, but now it seems that he is more lively?"
"And the smile is getting brighter and brighter, as if in heat..."
"Until now, even the little peak master on the second floor of the Nascent Soul has been laid down by him, right?"
"Ergou, give me a kiss, and I'll see if I'm dreaming."
"Where are you kissing? Next..."
These disciples have changed from watching to watching a play, enjoying Lin Mo's performance alone.
And those little peak masters have uglier expressions one by one.
They looked at each other, and although there was no communication between voice transmissions, there seemed to be two words written on everyone's face: "Aggrieved!"
It was as if he had become Lin Mo's partner.
Then wait in line one by one to be beaten...
"What the hell, find someone to reason with!"
Half an hour passed, and Lin Mo had only ten mountains left without challenges.
And the enemies he defeated all squatted in the corner and wiped their tears.
I am a dignified old disciple, a strong Nascent Soul.
It's really hateful to be beaten to the ground by Lin Mo's alchemy cultivation base, woo woo woo...
"Come to fight!"
Lin Mo's clear voice came out, and he stepped onto another mountain peak.
Under the successive blessings of various heaven-level exercises and the Three Forbidden Eyes, within five punches, he once again knocked down a little peak master with the momentum of thunder.
It's not that they are too weak, but that Lin Mo is too strong!
A suit of heaven-level skills, plus the blessing of the strongest golden elixir, the colorful magic elixir, and the three forbidden magic eyes to catch people by surprise, as well as the red flame blood demon robe and the magic golden body defense.
He was almost born invincible!
Moreover, under the magic magic roaming dragon's display, he was so devastated that when the opponent didn't show the strongest supernatural power, he just lay down.
"This can save most of the effort!"
Lin Mo didn't think he was wrong at all, after all, this was a challenge to Back Mountain Hundred Peaks.
Each small peak master is not only the strongest among the veteran disciples, but also has many Nascent Soul cultivation bases.
He still fights head-on?
Isn't that brain teasing...
After all, our purpose is to sign in and grab the best mountain, isn't it?
"boom!"
"boom…"
Lin Mo stepped forward, after defeating a small peak master again.
The devilish energy in his body rose instantly, and a voice came out of his body.
"Crack!"
It was the sound of breaking the boundary!
After repeated fights and confrontations with Nascent Soul powerhouses, his cultivation was tempered to become more refined and pure.
At this time, break through again.
Alchemy realm, eighth floor!
"Wow..."
After Lin Mo's breakthrough in cultivation, his murderous aura became stronger.
The imposing manner has become more domineering and disdainful, especially the kind of non-hostility, which has become more magnificent!
Lin Mo is carrying the five-color magic pill, and every time his cultivation base breaks through a layer, it represents a ten-fold increase in combat power of ordinary people.
"break!"
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