"This is... the Blood Spirit Tiger Puppet?!"
Mr. Mo seemed to know the soul of this shadow.
Looking at the beautiful figure filled with evil aura, Mr. Mo's eyes suddenly shrank, and his expression became a little serious immediately. He did not expect that Long Xing actually had such a protective object on his body.
And the puppet's body was somewhat familiar to him.
When the spirit body of the psychic tiger appeared, Long Xing flew back. He knew that after the evolution of the psychic tiger, the evil spirit was very strong and could not be controlled for too long. He must let it return to the space as soon as possible to complete the evolution.
But there's nothing we can do about it. Mr. Mo's Compassion Palm Cage is too powerful to break out of, so he can only use the Psychic Tiger's trump card!
The psychic tiger just appeared, its scarlet eyes staring at Mr. Mo. Since merging with the puppet body and absorbing the essence and blood body of the black winged dragon, the psychic tiger has become very powerful and violent.
It has reached the sixth level and has endless emotions that need to be vented. A hoarse voice full of bloodlust sounded vaguely: "Master, let me swallow him!"
Immediately, it turned into a streak of blood and burst out. The extremely sharp blood light grabbed Mr. Mo's chest with a pair of sharp claws.
"boom!"
The fierce offensive was blocked by the cage of the Palm of Compassion, causing a deafening mountain sound.
Seeing the psychic tiger attacking, Mr. Mo didn't dare to underestimate him. He grabbed it with his big hand, and the black energy glowed with dark light, and once again reinforced the prison. In a rotation, the cage of the Compassion Palm expanded. To a size of several hundred feet, the swollen dark light was like a storm of flames, fiercely rolling around the soul of the psychic tiger.
"Boom!"
The psychic tiger shot out, directly creating a deep ravine thousands of meters long on the ground of the illusionary space, and the luster of the soul also dimmed a lot. The psychic tiger once again rushed out without knowing the pain, and fought wildly with Mr. Mo, its claws desperately tearing apart the ghostly light cage.
The fight between the psychic tiger and Mr. Mo completely disrupted this Mo Lotus space. Long Xing took the opportunity to gather Mo Lian's energy and wanted to take her back.
Long Xing could sense from the fight between the psychic tiger and Mr. Mo that Mr. Mo could easily mobilize the energy of this airspace for his own use.
The places filled with black energy seemed to be under his control. The power was so majestic and unpredictable that it was completely different from his Dragon Qi King realm!
As for the psychic tiger who has just advanced, his strength has also greatly increased since he acquired the puppet body. He is fearless and tireless, and his remaining soul has been repaired. With the power of the soul blood of the Black Winged Dragon, he is even more difficult to deal with.
The psychic tiger was ejected from the prison, but immediately after, it flew out again and pounced directly. Although the black energy was replenished quickly, the psychic tiger's sharp claws scratched even faster.
Repeatedly, the power of Mr. Mo's Compassion Palm finally came to an end.
Seeing that Mr. Mo was weak, Long Xing was moved. Since he came here for this Mo Lian, I will let him feel that the refined Mo Lian is not something he can absorb.
Long Xing's eyes flashed rapidly, and he knew that he must find a way to get rid of this old man's entanglement. Otherwise, if Mo Lian is not protected, many secrets in his body, including the ancient jade space, will be discovered by him, and this is a situation he absolutely does not want to see.
Long Xing's flashing eyes suddenly condensed, and his gathered palms suddenly let go. He muttered silently, and a mysterious thought penetrated into the ink lotus.
"Woo!" A mournful cry sounded out, and Mo Lian spun at high speed, with a blood red flush on her charming face, which was the mark of dragon blood injected into Mo Lian. A powerful devouring force was released instantly, directly covering the cage made of black energy.
"Crack" sound.
The cage collapsed under the double pressure of the psychic tiger and Mo Lian, and dispersed into little black lights that dissipated in the airspace.
Mr. Mo staggered, his soul and body seemed to have been severely injured, and a wisp of purple overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Mr. Mo, who was fighting against the psychic tiger, suddenly had a sinister and weak light in his eyes. As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, his soul turned into afterimages. He walked with strange steps and left the battlefield in a flash.
The cage transformed by the Palm of Compassion also instantly dissipated into nothingness, and the figure of the psychic tiger also solidified directly.
The ancestral hall returned to tranquility, and the ink cartridge passage also disappeared. Long Xing inhaled the ink lotus in his hand into his body. The charming phantom broke into Niwan Palace and hid in a corner, still trembling a little. The dragon blood mark just now was too much of a deterrent to her. Her original mark was almost erased.
With the return of Mo Lian, Long Xing's original state has been further stabilized. Not only has the sea of consciousness in Niwan Palace increased greatly, but his spiritual power has become more solid. The realm of the main body has also completely entered the Dragon Qi King realm. Feeling the changes in his body and mind, Long Xing was secretly happy.
Although this duel offended Mr. Mo and may be detrimental to his prospects in the Mo family, Mo Lian's secret will be exposed sooner or later. As his strength increases, Long Xing becomes more confident to face all challenges.
After Mr. Mo retreated, Long Xing could clearly sense the old man's suddenly weakened energy fluctuations. It seems that he was injured by the combination of psychic tiger and Mo Lian.
He quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then with a move of his hand, white light burst out, and he took back the psychic tiger puppet. Long Xing knew that if he didn't call it back, this guy would lose control.
After dealing with Mo Lian and the psychic tiger, Long Xing walked into the entrance of the ink cartridge passage. There were still traces of black energy here, but without Mo Lian's energy blessing, the passage was dim and dull, just like a box with no traces on the bottom. .
The Longxing Niwan Palace moved, and its spiritual power descended along the entrance of the passage. However, in the dark original entrance of the passage, except for the coldness emanating from the remaining black air, nothing could be seen.
Long Xing withdrew his mental power and stopped investigating. Perhaps Mr. Mo's soul clone was really injured. Anyway, it was already like this. Long Xing no longer struggled. What should come will always come. What needs to be faced cannot be avoided. Long Xing shook his head in relief.
Just as he was about to leave the ancestral hall, Mr. Mo's voice came into his eardrums: "Little guy, seeing that you are extremely talented, I won't argue with you today. Mo Chi's affairs are not over yet. When I come back, I hope you can fulfill your promise." , my granddaughter Yingying can marry you, but you can't betray the Mo family! Otherwise I won't be able to spare you."
The source of the sound could not be heard in the empty ancestral hall, but Mr. Mo's voice floated into Long Xing's ears.
Long Xing held the pendant in his hand and looked at the empty ancestral hall. After a long time, cold sweat dripped down from his forehead like rain. This time, he really rolled back and forth on the sword blade several times.
"This old man!" Long Xing gritted his teeth and muttered in his heart.
