MTL - The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother-Chapter 24 Lingguo

A black front and a soft foot, Qin Mo involuntarily extended his hand to the side of the wall, which made him feel strange that the wall at hand and the land under his feet were exceptionally soft. I don't know if it was his illusion. When his hand touched the wall, the wall seemed to move strangely.

Qin ink frowned, his right hand slightly curled up, and a group of purple light clusters appeared on his hand, and suddenly it was bright.

When he saw the situation in front of him, Qin Mo’s pupils could not be shrunk slightly, and the hand against the wall quickly shrank back. Because he found that what he was holding was not an ordinary wall, but a pink meat wall.

Under the gaze of Qin Mo, the meat wall slowly squirmed. With the creep of the meat wall, the land at the foot of Qin Mo did not move in peace. He bowed his head slightly and found that his feet were also pink soft meat. Under such action, a transparent viscous liquid constantly rushes out of Qin Mo's side.

Qin Mo only felt that the scalp was slightly numb, and there was a bad feeling in his heart. He seems to be randomly placed in the body of a creature.

At this moment, Qin Mo's spirit beast bag moved slightly, only a moment, the little fox jumped out of it and jumped over Qin Mo's shoulder. Seeing their environment at the moment, its dark pupils did not flash slightly.

Qin Mo’s heart was a little surprised. The little fox actually came out of the spirit beast bag, but before he could think more about it, the soft meat under his feet suddenly vibrated and the body of Qin Mo shook violently. Then involuntarily slid toward the darker depths.

His eyes widened, his right hand slammed, and a long sword appeared in his hands. Qin Mo couldn't take care of it and quickly inserted the long sword into the ground. The sword was tightly inserted into the soft meat. Qin Mo held the hilt tightly and the body finally stopped falling. He could not help but breathe out a deep breath.

But before he completely relaxed, he felt that the whole space he was waiting for was shaking sharply. At the same time, the transparent liquid quickly flowed over the long sword. In the eyes of Qin Mo’s surprise, Biyou The sword was slowly corroded by the liquid. Only a moment, the long sword was separated from the meat wall, and Qin Mo was once again falling.

The process of the decline was very fast. Qin ink had a sticky feeling from time to time. He couldn’t help but feel tight. The corner of his eye saw a smooth raised wall of meat that seemed to have a slightly raised platform.

Qin Mo came to think too much, the body slammed in the air, and some fell on the raised platform.

Until he stood on the platform, Qin Mo saw the appearance of the platform. Unlike the pink meat wall just seen, this platform is a deep blood red, with fine blood vessels in it, and the past life has been much. The Qin Mo of the operation was recognized at a glance, which seems to be the heart of this creature.

Seeing it, Qin Mo’s heart is not happy, no matter what creature, its heart is always a fatal weakness. Thinking of this, Qin Mo took out his long sword and stabbed it against his heart.

The whole space was more intense, and Qin Mo did not stand still in the same place, and once again swung the sword toward the heart.

...

The thick black fog covered the entire swamp, making it covered with a gloomy atmosphere.

“Hey!” A sudden strange sound came from the swamp, interrupting the quiet atmosphere here, and a huge white worm swung out of the swamp.

It seems to have been attacked and struggling in the swamp.

The red liquid continually ejected from its body, and its movements were slightly stiff and stiff, and it struggled for a while without any movement.

After a moment, a long sword slammed out from the body of the giant worm, drawing a long wound, and then a pair of slender hands like jade slowly emerged from the wound.

Qin Mo stepped on the huge corpse, and looked at the dilapidated sword that was already worn out. The brow could not help but slammed up, and the Biyou Sword was destroyed.

The black gas around the swamp constantly rushed toward the surroundings of Qin Mo. The spiritual power in the body of Qin Mo suddenly stagnate, and the heart of Qin and Mo was amazed. I did not expect that this black fog would affect the spiritual operation of the monk.

The thunder fire in Dantian suddenly appeared around the Qin ink, forming a thin protective film that kept the black gas out. The function of thunder fire to isolate poisons was discovered by Qin Mo in recent days, but the repair of Qin Mo is not high, and the use of thunder fire can only last for a short time.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo’s heart was tight, and the little fox who followed him in his arms wanted to leave the swamp.

This swamp is huge, and it seems that except for the giant worms at his feet, there are no other living creatures. In addition to this giant worm, anything close to the swamp is pulled by the black mud to the deepest part of the swamp.

Seeing this situation, Qin Mo took out an ordinary flying sword in the Qiankun bag, and the imperial detoured it toward the outermost part of the swamp.

"Hey!" Just when Qin Mo wanted to leave this thick fog area, the little fox who had been quiet in his arms suddenly struggled and seemed to want to go to the right side of Qin Mo.

The action of Qin Mo paused, and his eyes could not help but look in that direction. There was a dwarf plant standing quietly on the edge of the swamp.

Its leaves are green and exudes vitality. The most striking thing is the crystal clear red fruit on the top, which seems to illuminate the entire gloomy environment.

Seeing it, Qin Mo was a glimpse, and I did not expect to have such a vibrant plant in this environment. However, when he looked at him carefully, his heart was amazed, and the red fruit was very familiar, like the legendary washing fruit.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo picked up the Qiankun bag at the waist and took out a piece of bicolor jade slip, which recorded almost all the grasses in the blue sky.

Putting God's knowledge into it, Qin Mo soon discovered the record of washing the marrow. Washing fruit, red heart-shaped fruit, eight leaves per plant, once seen in the swamp land, can be turned into a spiritual root after being taken by a monk. And the monk will not have any side effects after taking it, which is a rare treasure in the realm of cultivation.

The so-called spiritual root body is to turn the monk's ** into a spiritual body, and has a high affinity for all kinds of elements in the air, and the qualification is even above the roots of the celestial spirit.

Seeing this, Qin Mo has already been determined, and this is a rare wash fruit in the blue sky.

The Feijian at the foot of Qin Mo slightly turned, and went away to wash the fruit. From the Qiankun bag, a long box of jade was taken out, and Qin Mo carefully began to pick the washing fruit.

"Meng deacon, what deacon, that washing fruit is here!" Just then, there was a burst of vocals outside the swamp.

Hearing the words "washing the fruit", Qin Mo's hands could not help but suddenly picked it up more quickly.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a magical thing in this Huangtian secret. It seems that there is no white outside this time!" A slightly old voice followed, and they heard it, they were facing the inside. It is coveted.

As a result, three people appeared in the fog, just at the moment they just entered, Qin Mo also picked up the washing fruit.

The three men stood on top of a giant sword, surrounded by a circle of greenish green around the blade, preventing the invasion of black fog. As soon as they came in, they saw Qin Mo’s hand holding a blue jade box, which was the red-hot washing fruit.

Seeing this scene, their faces changed suddenly, and one of them immediately screamed: "Qin Mo, you actually grabbed our washing fruit!"

Qin Mo glanced at him faintly, only to find that the person who spoke was actually Liu Qingzhou, Qin Mo could not help but sigh in the heart.

However, his face was the same, and he grasped the jade box in his hand calmly. He said casually: "How did this washing fruit become yours!"

"Primary, you don't want to be too many people. You must know that there is nothing wrong with the monks who built the base period in the secret of Huang Tian!" An old man standing next to Liu Qingzhou reached out and interrupted the words of Liu Qingzhou. A bit of Qin Mo, the language threatened: "You still hand over the washing fruit, the old man will not care about your disrespectful sin, otherwise..."

Listening to him saying this, Qin Mo only turned his attention to him. This person seems to be much older than Jin Linfeng and so on. At this moment, he looks at Qin Mo with disdain.

From him, Qin Mo felt a faint pressure, and then contacted what he said, Qin Mo’s heart could not help but some clear, this Huangtian secret does not allow the Jindan period to be repaired by the above people, and this old man is a base for the monk So dismissive look, it seems that he is a spiritual monk undoubtedly. And there is a middle-aged man in his yellow dress. His feeling for Qin Mo is very similar to that of the old man. It is also a spiritual silence to think of that person.

Even if they knew that they were spiritual monks, they were repaired to a higher level than themselves. Qin Mo’s face still showed no fear, and his face was cold. His lips only moved slightly and said: “Why?”

Qin Mo only stood there quietly, and it was obvious that only the foundation period was repaired, which gave an invisible pressure to everyone present. The few people were first stunned, and then they reacted, and their faces were not suitable for a while.

The old man’s face was red, and he was actually stunned by this junior. He couldn’t help but be angry. Even if he was a genius, the junior was a junior, and his eyes pointed straight at Qin Mo. Some of them said evilly: you……"

Before he finished, he saw that Qin Mo opened the jade box. In an instant, the washing fruit had already been eaten by Qin Mo.

During the time, the whole space was silent.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the landmines of Moqixia and Xiaoyao, I am very happy (*^◎^*)

There is also a word that I forgot to say yesterday, that is, everyone is happy on National Day!