Chapter 160 Let’s come together!

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"Buzz buzz!"

The corpse mandrill guard was surrounded by wisps of surging green corpse energy.

Even Lin Mo from a distance could feel the fishy smell.

Looking at the three people in the distance, a trace of bloodshot eyes flashed.

A powerful aura wrapped around the corpse mandrill guard.

The three Tiannan monks looked at each other.

Master Zhiyang took a deep look at Lin Mo and said, "There are many people here, why don't you move to another place?"

"So good!"

Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then raised his hand towards Master Zhiyang.

The corpse mandrill guard beside him swayed and turned into a green shadow, flying away into the distance.

Looking at the back of the Mandrill Guard, the three monks looked at each other.

They all turned into three streams of light and chased after him.

Next to her, Nangong Wan glanced at Lin Mo and asked in a low voice: "Husband, aren't you going to follow me and have a look?"

Looking at the worried Nangong Wan, Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the Corpse Guard can handle it enough!"

As he spoke, several rays of light of various colors flew behind him.

The visitors were none other than Zi Ling and his party.

Among the girls, Chen Qiaoqian was the first to fly to Lin Mo's side, with a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes:

"Husband, I have studied the elixir recipe you showed me, and refining it should not be a problem!"

During this period, Chen Qiaoqian concentrated on refining the elixir, and Xin Ruyin made the formation.

There is a tendency to become his right-hand man.

The cultivation of all the girls has been stuck at the peak stage of forming pills for some time.

If you don't almost get a great opportunity, it would be extremely difficult to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

If you want to break through Nascent Soul, you can only rely on time to slowly accumulate.

At present, the closest method to Lin Mo is to make a fortune pill.

You can feel the next realm in advance.

Four fortune pills.

Lin Mo touched his chin, and the corner of his eye couldn't help but glance at the girls.

"Then Qiaoqian will have to follow me to the Falling Demon Valley in the future!"

Listening to Lin Mo's words, Chen Qiaoqian's eyes moved slightly, and then she nodded repeatedly.

"Are you planning to go to the Devil's Valley?"

Compared to Chen Qiaoqian, Nangong Wan is a Nascent Soul female cultivator after all, so she naturally knows the prestigious reputation of Falling Demon Valley.

There are many Nascent Soul cultivators who have entered it, but almost none of them can come back safely.

"Um!"

Lin Mo nodded, turned to look at Nangong Wan, and smiled: "I have a reason to go!"

Listening to Lin Mo's words, Nangong Wan couldn't help but sigh.

Lin Mo's words meant that there was no chance of staying.

"If that's the case, let me go with you!"

Nangong Wan waved her sleeves and rolled her eyes at Lin Mo: "Since I have chosen to marry you, I will naturally follow you through life and death."

Listening to Nangong Wan's words, Lin Mo's heart moved slightly.

"So good!"

Lin Mo smiled slightly.

When Zi Ling and others not far away saw this, they couldn't help but said: "We want to go too!"

Listening to Zi Ling's words, Lin Mo waved his hand slightly: "I'm not going for fun. There are still some risks here. Your cultivation level is too low, so forget it!"

"this..."

Zi Ling Yuanyao and others looked at each other and saw the helplessness between them.

With their low strength, the women couldn't help Lin Mo at all.

If we go to the Devil's Valley together, they will be nothing more than a burden.

"call out!"

At the same time, a sharp sound broke through the air in the distance.

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and looked into the distance.

I saw a red shadow flying in the air in front of Lin Mo.

The person who came was wearing a bloody dress, showing off his domineering attitude.

Lin Mo looked intently and saw that the person coming was none other than his Yan Ruyan.

With his early Nascent Soul cultivation, he could feel a strong sense of oppression from a distance.

Especially these women whose strength has not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage.

His face turned pale, obviously struggling to resist the powerful Nascent Soul aura.

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and waved his right hand slightly.

Wisps of breeze blew across the faces of the women.

The sense of oppression on the women's bodies instantly dissipated.

"Hoo ho!"

The faces of the women returned to rosy, and they were breathing heavily.

"I am the wife of the Young Master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and I would like to pay my respects to Senior Lin!"

Yan Ruyan's cheeks were slightly red, and her charming eyes were staring straight at Lin Mo.

That look seemed to tear Lin Mo into pieces alive.

Angry and resentful.

Lin Mo touched his nose awkwardly.

It is true that he married Nangong Wan without telling Yan Ruyan.

"Ruyan!"

Lin Mo glanced at Yan Ruyan, smiled awkwardly and said, "When did you come?"

"I came all the way here when I heard the news about Senior Lin's wedding!"

Yan Ruyan rolled her eyes at Lin Mo and said angrily: "You don't want to buy me a cup of tea either!"

"Ahem!"

Lin Mo's figure flashed and turned into a blue light, appearing next to Yan Ruyan.

Then he stretched out his right hand, patted Yan Ruyan's shoulder gently, and said: "Don't make trouble!"

"What are you going to do with our relationship!"

Yan Ruyan slowly turned her head and looked deeply at Lin Mo: "I don't want to be the wife of the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect forever!"

"I want to be Lin Mo's woman!"

As soon as these words came out, the old monster Qiong who had just approached couldn't help but look embarrassed, as if he had heard something terrible.

He quickly turned his head and flew away into the distance.

Drops of sweat kept falling from his forehead, and he looked very nervous.

Obviously don't know what to do.

"The young master's wife of the Ghost Spirit Sect has an affair with Lin Mo. If this spreads out, it will be a big deal!"

"We must not let this news get out!"

Thinking of this, Old Monster Qiong immediately took out a formation compass.

Formation light curtains flew out of the compass in an instant.

The light was dazzling, covering the entire Linglong Mountain in an instant.

The next step is to check if there are any eyes and ears nearby.

"Are you willing to give up everything in Ghost Spirit Sect?"

Lin Mo glanced at Yan Ruyan and asked.

"That's natural!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruyan said without thinking.

Seeing Yan Ruyan's reaction, Lin Mo felt warm in his heart.

Although he knew Yan Ruyan's feelings for him, he never imagined that the feelings would be so overwhelming.

It was beyond Lin Mo's expectation.

Looking at Yan Ruyan in front of him, Lin Mo was silent for a moment, and then said: "Marrying you is not difficult, but it is not a trivial matter for the Ghost Spirit Sect and you!"

"In my opinion, after you completely control the Ghost Spirit Sect!"

"Marry me with all the other girls!"

Speaking of this, Lin Mo's eyes couldn't help but fall on the women behind him.

Yan Ruyan's expression moved slightly, and after a moment of silence, she nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

As long as Lin Mo can marry him, everything will be easy.

Looking at Yan Ruyan in front of him, Lin Mo couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Demon Falling Valley, you will go with me when the time comes!"

"Are you going to Fallen Demon Valley too?"

Yan Ruyan's heart moved slightly when she heard the words Falling Demon Valley.

Now the Ghost Spirit Sect is planning to enter the Demon Falling Valley, and it is searching for everything about the Falling Demon Valley.

The more he learned, the more he felt that Fallen Demon Valley was extremely dangerous.

Naturally, he didn't want Lin Mo to take risks.

"There is a spiritual fruit inside, which can be used to make fortune pills!"

Lin Mo glanced at Yan Ruyan, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "If you can take that good luck pill, it may help you break through the middle stage of Nascent Soul!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruyan's eyes lit up.

After his strength breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, he naturally knows that every realm is extremely huge.

If he could break through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it would be a matter of course for him to control the Ghost Spirit Sect.

When the time comes, he can use the Ghost Spirit Sect as a disguise and marry Lin Mo.

Thinking of this, Yan Ruyan nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll go with you!"

Lin Mo was very satisfied with Yan Ruyan's reply.

"So good!"



And at the same time.

The Corpse Mandrill Guard followed the three monks to a desolate mountain peak.

"This place is sparsely populated, that's all!"

Master Zhiyang looked up at the Corpse Mandrill Guards and said, "Can we fight?"

"war!"

The mandrill guard didn't say much nonsense and just uttered one word.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of sharp sounds broke through the air.

Seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords cut through the air, condensing a green dragon in mid-air.

On its upper stream lay the golden divine thunder to ward off evil, and wherever it passed, the roar of thunder could be heard.

The target of the seventy-two-mouthed Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword was very clear, and it was directly aimed at the great elder of the Hehuan Sect who was practicing the Ghost Spirit Sect technique.

Seeing this, the ancestor of Hehuan was filled with blood and energy, revealing his strong body.

A huge grimace gathered in front of him.

He clashed with the seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords.

"Crack!"

The collision of the golden evil-dispelling divine thunder and the bloody ghostly face made an extremely harsh roar.

"God of evil thunder!"

Looking at the golden dragon, Ancestor Hehuan's face moved slightly, and he snorted coldly: "There are so many flying sword magic weapons made by Golden Thunder Bamboo!"

As he spoke, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

You must know that Jin Lei Zhu is the nemesis of demon cultivators.

The exercises practiced by the Hehuan Ancestor were demonic exercises, so they were naturally restrained by the evil-fighting divine thunder.

With the evil-dispelling divine thunder suppressing the ancestor of Hehuan.

The Corpse Mandrill Guard turned to look at Master Zhiyang and Wei Wuya who were flying over.

His eyes were indifferent and he opened his mouth again.

Seventy-two Black Hornet Cloud Swords flew out of the mouth.

Wisps of black and yellow aura are mixed with the Black Hornet Cloud Sword, adding a trace of heavy aura to it.

Wherever it passed, the air was swaying.

When Master Zhiyang saw the seventy-two Black Hornet Cloud Swords, his expression changed slightly.

If you look carefully, you can see the shadows of dragons floating on the Bee Cloud Sword.

"How is this possible with so many dragons?"

Master Zhiyang's pupils narrowed slightly, his eyes full of disbelief:

"Why are there so many dragons? Where did you get them?"

Listening to Master Zhiyang's confusion, the Corpse Mandrill Guard had no intention of explaining it.

With a wave of his right hand, seventy-two Xuanming Bee Cloud Swords were entangled with the pure spirit energy.

The dry trees everywhere they passed grew green branches.

If we say that the other three types of flying swords are killing swords.

Then, because the Xuanming Bee Cloud Sword is the tree of spiritual eyes, it has added power of creation.

And this Xuanming Bee Cloud Sword wrapped in pure spirit energy happens to be the nemesis of Wei Wuya who is good at poison skills.

The green poisonous mist around him condensed out.

After coming into contact with the Xuan Ming Bee Cloud Sword, the filth was immediately removed.

The green poisonous mist also dissipated.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wei Wuya looked surprised: "Qing Ling Qi? Could it be that the Spiritual Eye Tree of Luoyun Sect fell into your hands!"

The mandrill guard raised his lips slightly and smiled faintly: "That's natural!"

As he spoke, the appearance of the girl who was guarding the corpse also changed.

"The true form of the corpse mandrill!"

As the corpse mandrill's true form was revealed, a green corpse air instantly filled the air.

He raised his right hand.

Seventy-two golden magnetic bee cloud swords have appeared in front of him.

This is the Golden Magnetic Bee Cloud Sword made from Golden Magnetic Spirit Wood, and it is the first time it has been used against an enemy.

The Corpse Mandrill Guard looked up at the three monks who were suppressed by more than two hundred flying swords, his eyes full of indifference.

If anyone can break through the attack of the flying sword, he can attack with the sword.

But this time, the three monks looked at each other, and no one dared to break through the flying sword in front of them.

A corpse mandrill guard carries seventy-two golden magnetic bee cloud swords, which is extremely powerful.

Even the three major monks dare not say that they can survive unharmed.



After half a cup of tea, the old devil of Hehuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"snort!!!"

The old devil of Hehuan sneered, waved his right hand, and a black aura dyed the white clouds behind him red.

The jet black color is constantly entwining and condensing.

In an instant, several black corpses condensed.

The aura of these corpses is not weak, enough to reach the elixir formation stage.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

One after another, the corpses cut through the air and flew towards the seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords.

"Peng bang bang bang!"

And when these corpses approached the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, they suddenly exploded.

A thick black fog instantly enveloped the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.

"Crack!"

The golden evil-dispelling divine thunder gushes out from the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.

The golden divine thunder intertwined with the blood-colored thick fog, making low sounds one after another.

For a moment, the power of the evil-dispelling divine thunder was actually suppressed by the strange blood of the corpse.

"Without the evil-dispelling divine thunder, I don't see how you can be my opponent!"

The old devil Hehuan snorted coldly, turned into a bloody shadow, and rushed towards the Corpse Mandrill Guard.

The corpse mandrill guard looked calm, and seventy-two golden magnetic bee cloud swords suddenly flew out from behind him.

Gold flying swords are inherently the most lethal.

In addition, there is the power of golden magnetism on it, and wisps of golden magnetism are entangled.

The golden color is dazzling.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The corpse mandrill guard opened his mouth, and surging green corpse energy wrapped around his body.

In the chest, there was a shriveled Xuantian fairy vine, and several green twigs suddenly grew out of thin air.

An extremely mysterious aura wrapped around the corpse mandrill guard.

His body became crystal clear.

The extremely sharp claws waved lightly.

It immediately cut through the air, turned directly into a green shadow, and rushed towards the old devil Acacia.

"What the hell is this?"

Seeing the strong sense of oppression coming from the Corpse Mandrill Guard, the Hehuan Old Demon glanced at the Golden Magnetic Bee Cloud Sword, and then at the Corpse Mandrill Guard.

There was a trace of fear in his eyes.

If it's just a mandrill, then that's it.

I don't know what Lin Mo added to the corpse mandrill, but it has undergone great changes.

It looks like a human but not a human, looks like a corpse but not a corpse, looks like a tree but not a tree.

This weird creature is an old devil of acacia that has lived for hundreds of years.

It’s also the first time I’ve seen it.

It has the powerful body of a mandrill, the growth potential of a human being, and the toughness of a spiritual tree.

Looking at it, the old devil Hehuan also felt a trace of jealousy towards the corpse mandrill guard.

(End of chapter)