MTL - The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother-Chapter 73 Haotian

The sun was overhanging, and the hot volcano was getting hotter and hotter.

The huge light column rises to the sky and is pressed against Qin Mo with no pressure.

Unexpectedly, Hong Min suddenly attacked Qin Mo. The old man on the side of the gold pen smashed the place for a while. When he reacted, it was too late. The light column had already hit Qin Mo, and he had a golden pen in his hand. Appeared in front of Qin Mo.

"Hey!" The black light beam collided with the light wall and made a loud noise. The light wall shook and blocked Hongmin’s blow.

Seeing this scene, Hong Min snorted, his eyes flashing with madness, because the ants, his plans were all ruined. Thinking this way, his hand violently exerted a force, and the light on the beam of light strengthened.

Deep black circling around the beam of light, like a ghost in the center of the light column, is constantly moving teeth and claws, the power of the light column continues to increase. Under this heavy blow, the wall of light instantly turned into ashes.

The front block was defeated, the light beam strength was not reduced, and it continued to press against the Qin ink.

Qin Mo’s heart jumped, and the body’s power in the body was pushed to the extreme. The body slammed a sword light around him, and rushed toward the light column. At the same time, a golden eagle with a golden eagle smashed out from the side, and when the head ushered in the light column attack, it was always concerned about Lin Zikai.

Hong Min is a living monster for many years. Even if Qin Mo and Lin Ziqi are very talented, what is the difference between them and the two of them can now block?

At the moment of collision, Jianguang and the giant eagle only persisted for a moment, and they broke into light spots one after another.

Lin Zikai directly attacked Hong Min in the past. This beam of light is under the control of Hong Min. If there is no Hong Min, this light column will naturally not exist any more.

Hong Min’s face changed slightly, his face was sullen and he looked at Lin Zikai. He remembered the man who was in the same year. He held a long stick in his right hand and swung around the Condor. He was so brave and killed many of the saints. .

Hong Min’s eyes were slightly stunned, his murderous eyes continued to flash, and his right hand slammed.

Under his movements, a crowd of people suddenly came out of the crowd. The first person was physically long, and his face was pale and his mouth was filled with a cold smile. He went straight to the direction of Lin Zikai, blocking the front of the forest.

He smiled and put out his tongue and rubbed his lower lip. He said, "Oh, the little guy is good, let me come to meet you. Remember my name, my name is Leishan."

The rest of the people went straight to the direction of the old man of the gold pen, entangled the old man of the gold pen, so that he could not get away.

Hong Min’s line of sight was transferred to Qin Mo again.

The light column is falling, almost close to the Qin ink hairline, Qin ink close to the lips, hands clasped with a long sword. Under the pressure, his sleeves broke open.

The murder of the gods is locked by Qin Mo, and there is always blood falling out of his body, dripping down the stone monument. That is, he changed back to his original appearance.

Qin Mo was injured and his eyes were blurred. His eyes were fixed to look forward to Hong Min. The sword in his hand was flickering. Is he going to die like this? Dead such a place?

Do not! Qin Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a fire in his eyes. The sound of "咔嚓" sounded crisp, and it seemed that something was broken in the body.

Qin Mo saw the man again. He was wearing a purple robe, his face was indifferent, and he looked at him casually.

The man’s sword swayed gently in the hand, and the sword tipped to the sky, and the left hand made a seal. For a time, the weather between the heavens and the earth changed color, a purple thunder fell over the long sword, absorbed the amount of lightning power, the giant sword turned into many light and shadow, and flew toward the front, the whole world seemed to be quiet, only to hear the man’s voice. : "The second type of broken sword - Haotian."

The figure of the man disappeared in front of Qin Mo, as if he had never appeared before, and everyone around him did not see the man figure.

Qin Mo raised his head, and the giant pillar was close to his eyes. He was covered with black light all over his body, leaving only the forest screaming in his ear.

Lin Zikai’s long stick on the golden light flashed, and he waved in front of Leishan and quickly rushed toward Qin Mo.

After just playing against Lin Zikai, Leishan’s pale skin showed some ruddy color, and the light in his eyes became more and more prosperous. I didn’t expect this kid to be able to fight with him to such a degree.

At this moment, seeing Lin Zikai regardless of the action, Lei Shan sneered, his eyes flashed a scornful color, five fingers slightly curved, a black giant claw against the forest after the attack.

The giant claw hit the back of the forest, and the forest trembled, but did not pay attention to the meaning of the giant claws. After swinging a stick behind him, he continued to move forward.

Deeply exhaled, Qin Mo’s long sword in his hand gave a radiant glow, and the stars were shining, illuminating his face.

Seeing that Qin Mo’s figure was completely shrouded in black light, the light column was facing him under the hood, and Lin Zi’s body shape was suddenly in the same place, black light, red light, and golden light. He was constantly intertwined, and his mouth muttered: “Large Brother..."

When the earth shook, it trembled fiercely, and a visible energy fluctuation spread slowly from the foot of the forest. Where the undulations pass, all the people are violently trembled, and some weak people directly spurt a blood.

I am preparing to shake the hands of Leishan again with Lin Zikai, and I feel that I can no longer afford strength.

Hong Min’s body trembled uncontrollably. He looked back at the forest and looked at the horror of his eyes. He couldn’t cover the horror in his eyes. Then he shot it out of his eyes. This kid couldn’t stay, he was definitely his revival. Family hindrance.

At this moment, the original clear sky darkened, and a black vortex formed in the center. A purple lightning sky formed, and it was smashed against the Qin ink sword.

"Booming." A loud bang came out, dozens of swords screamed out of the black light, and the ten-handed ray of long swords boiled out of the black air, and the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, and the energy contained in it Cold and chilling.

The ten-handed sword went to the light column, and the long sword faintly uttered a thunder, and the surrounding air slowly became distorted. Under this fierce attack,

After the ray was scattered, a figure appeared slowly in front of everyone. He was pale, but his mouth was rare and he smiled a little. It was Qin Mo.

Looking at Qin Mo, Lin Zikai’s face suddenly disappeared, and the whole body was completely closed. He tiptoed and quickly came to Qin Mo’s side.

Hong Min was ugly, not only because Qin ink broke his attack, because Qin Mo had already revealed his original appearance at this moment. He looked at the old man lying on the ground, and Hong Min felt deeply that he was fooled.

"Oh, huh, is the young man so daring?" Hong Min smirked and patted his palm.

The expression on the face is extremely embarrassing.

Covered by Hong Min's momentum, Qin Mo's body trembled, his face paled, and the red blood ran down from his hand, constantly falling below the stone tablet.

No one noticed that the stone monument was slightly trembled with a simple monument.

"If that's the case, use your blood to complete this sacrifice." Sighing low, Hong Min's eyes were filled with fanaticism again, his right hand extended, tightly gripped, a black cage out of thin air It appeared in the air and covered the past with the direction of Qin and Mo.

"Shashasha..." At this moment, the sound of the fine sound came from under the stone tablet, and a strange black gas rose again from it.

Unlike the previous ones, the stone monuments were quietly in place, and there was no stopping action, letting those black air fill the space.

When the black gas appeared, it wraps around the black cage and completely wraps it. The next moment, the black cage disappears without a trace, and it is completely absorbed by the black gas.

Qin Mo's hole shrinks, and he recognizes that this is exactly the black gas he has encountered here, and Hong Min and others want to release things.

The heart was alert, and his body flashed and left the altar with Lin Zikai.

Hong Min didn't mean Qin Mo and Lin Zikai at the moment, only staring at the black air.

More and more black gas, and then slowly condensed together, into a ghost, it looks at the eyes, red eyes, and Qin Mo has seen the evil spirits pattern is generally no different.

"Giggle, finally came out..." The sharp voice came out of the evil spirit, and his scarlet eyes stared at the crowd in front of him, his eyes twitching.

"My Lord, welcome back." Hong Min slammed on the ground, his eyes were eagerly radiant, his eyes were slightly drooping, and he could not look directly into his face.

"That thing is good at winning, you must always be vigilant." The figure of the old man appeared in Qin Mo and Lin Zikai, his eyes full of chills to look at the evil spirits in front, I did not expect that after so many years, that thing actually came out.

Fortunately, there was not much blood in Qin Mo, and only one unsealing appeared. Thinking so, the old man of the gold pen looked at Qin Mo's eyes a little complicated, why can he untie this seal?