The Jinchan Taoist Temple was in a mess.
Even though there is a magic circle covering the cliff, you can still see the huge monsters fighting in it, and the gravel is falling like raindrops.
The casual cultivators were a little confused. Jin Chanzi was definitely not the most suitable target for Shanhai layman, but he chose this person to attack.
Gua! ! !
The deafening cry of toads sounded, and the general monk subconsciously covered his ears.
They could feel that Jin Chanzi's aura was becoming more and more terrifying and creepy during the majority of the fight.
Some monks stopped farmers who had escaped from Jin Chan Taoist Temple.
As a result, they found that the farmer's mind had gone crazy, and he kept muttering to himself, "Golden Toad God, please help me."
Futuju's eyes couldn't help but show some worry.
According to the original plan, Li Mo should have eliminated Jinchanzi long ago, but as a result, there is still no end trend and the situation has worsened.
"It's difficult to do..."
The Buddhist layman had a slight headache, and his fleshy Taoist robe was shaking. If there was an accident, he would have no choice but to abandon the Taoist temple and go for rescue.
Shanhai Market was extremely noisy, with dozens of figures suspended in the air.
Unknowingly, Li Mo has gained a lot of prestige in Duoji Mountain, and even the monks in the late Weak Crown stage must face up to Li Mo.
Shopkeeper Tian is sitting cross-legged on the platform at the top of the mountain. In front of him is a female cultivator with a back full of arms. She looks like a thousand-armed Buddha statue.
The two of them played Go with black and white stones.
Shi Ji's expression remained calm, and he said with a different meaning: "You can tell at a glance that he is lacking in chess skills, but he is very ambitious."
"Carrying a big burden? Arrogance will sooner or later die on the road of spiritual practice."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Shopkeeper Tian had a simple and honest smile on his face. He was at a disadvantage in the chessboard game, but Zhaozhao still refused to give in.
When the two of them moved against each other, the roar of the Toad Crying Beast almost shook the clouds away.
boom.
Cracks spread across the cliff where the Jinchan Taoist Temple is located, and dark red blood seeped out from the joints of the mountain, as if it was about to collapse.
The monks sitting in the Taoist temple below couldn't help but feel frightened.
They tried to figure out the situation at the Golden Toad Taoist Temple, but even if the magic circle disappeared, the raised sandstorm still made visibility extremely low.
The desert map is full of holes, and Li Mo's exposed skin is full of scars.
The sandstorm caused by the golden toad was actually mixed with countless sharp-edged copper coins, and the number of copper coins was still increasing crazily.
Li Mo's expression remained calm, and he flexibly avoided the attack of the sandstorm.
A miniature salamander lay on his shoulder. The vitality released by the tattooed beast was barely able to protect the wound from worsening.
Until this moment, Li Mo's strategy was still to defend and wait for attack.
Jinchanzi could no longer see its original appearance. The shadow in the sandstorm was more than fifteen meters tall and exuded rich metallic spiritual power.
Li Mo's consciousness looked at Guihu's perspective.
I saw Jin Chanzi's sticky body adhering to the ground, and the uneven skin was covered with a dense mouth, with a large number of tongues sticking out.
Thousands of tongues flicked around, stuffing nearby copper coins into their mouths. Jin Chanzi's strength had returned to the middle stage of the weak crown.
Fortunately, Duoji Mountain's magic circle came into play, and Jin Chanzi was stuck in the last step of transforming into a strange beast.
Li Mo felt that Jin Chanzi's strength in the middle stage of the weak crown was much weaker than imagined.
You can either be a human or a ghost. If you don't live as a human or as a ghost, both sides will be unhappy.
A column of water fell, creating a wound on Jin Chanzi's back.
Guihu tore open his tongue in frustration and spit out poisonous smoke to cover Jinchanzi's wounds, trying to make the other party tired to recover.
The red fox tossed and turned, but the flames around it were slightly sluggish.
Only the Kunwhale is in good condition. After all, it can levitate in mid-air, but the spiritual power required to maintain it is far greater than that of the ghost and tiger beasts.
They are quite capable at the moment, but the beastly Jinchanzi is unreasonable and can mass-produce copper coins through metal spiritual energy, and then swallows the copper coins to increase his strength.
Fortunately, the tattooed beast also has no casualties, otherwise it would inevitably be at a disadvantage.
Li Mo observed the degree of Jin Chanzi's transformation into a monster, counting silently in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but become brighter.
He understood that Jin Chanzi's corpse spirit root had already transformed into a strange beast, and his painstaking efforts must be enough to draw a tattoo of an animal head.
Li Mo took a deep breath, then used his legs to approach the center of the sandstorm.
Breathing mist poured out from the mouth and nose, and poisonous bees scattered in all directions, heading towards Jin Chanzi from different directions, looking for its weaknesses.
Li Mo took back the Kun Whale and his body became strong again.
Red Fox and Ghost Tiger looked at each other and understood that they had to cover Li Mo when they came within ten meters of Jin Chanzi, and their restrained auras exploded instantly.
They pounced one after another, and all kinds of auras were chaotically intertwined.
Li Mo unfolded the secret bones of the Shingon Sect, his skin glowed with a slight metallic luster, and he came within a hundred meters in a few flashes, facing Jin Chanzi directly.
What he didn't expect was that under the influence of the magic circle, Jin Chanzi would still regain some intelligence even though his transformation into a beast was irreversible.
However, instead of strengthening Jinchanzi's strength, Lingzhi caused the monster transformation to stagnate, almost falling to the early stage of the weak crown.
"Li Mo..."
Jinchanzi's voice was full of resentment, and his body was regenerated and alienated, as if there were limbs about to be born from his body.
Even though his flesh and blood shattered into minced meat, his mouth did not stop mocking Li Mo.
"It doesn't matter even if the Tao body is added to the body, the body will still die and the Tao will disappear. I didn't expect that you, Li Mo, would be buried with me, hahahaha..."
Li Mo could hear the fear hidden in Jin Chanzi's words.
He didn't reply, and every step he took seemed to be anticipated in advance. While avoiding the tongue, he used his eight-arm spine to block the oncoming copper coins.
"Forty meters."
Li Mo raised his eyebrows, and the red fox and ghost tiger took back their bodies. The depleted spiritual power was immediately replenished, and the speed could not help but increase by 30%.
"You are already too late, and turning back will lead to death!!"
"Twenty meters."
Veins popped out on Li Mo's forehead, and Jin Chanzi was like a fly in his ear, chattering non-stop since he regained his intelligence.
Lines formed on his legs. After being blessed by part of the Hunyuan Taoist body, he stepped hard on the ground, and his figure instantly approached ten meters.
Jin Chanzi smiled strangely, "Li Mo, you are asking for death..."
The laughter stopped suddenly because he noticed that something was wrong with Li Mo. His skin turned into a brass color and mysterious lines began to spread from his chest.
The sandstorm intensified, and the deafening roars of beasts and toads disappeared.
Shi Ji's face was ashen, Zhi Heizi had already killed shopkeeper Tian to the point of leaving his armor behind, but the latter's expression remained calm and calm.
"The pawnbroker named Shan Hai has a strength that is hard to match in his same realm, but there is no need for you to care so much, right?"
Shopkeeper Tian smiled without saying a word, stretched out his hand and overturned the chessboard.
"Looks like I won."
The sandstorm gradually subsided, and Li Mo walked out slowly. Although his body was covered with injuries, he was holding a living heart in his hand.
