"Jie Jie Jie!"

A strange, shrill laugh came out of the child's mouth.

Then he spoke slowly again.

"I never thought that you are so young but you have so much experience. Tell me, which sect are you from?"

Li Jinping stepped forward, his eyes were like torches, and he said in a loud voice: "Li Jinping, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain!"

The two senior brothers and sisters beside him were not to be outdone and started to introduce themselves.

"Xiao Fei, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain."

"Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master Dao Bai Ling."

Li Jinping's face darkened, his eyes widened with anger, and he shouted: "The art of stealing dragons and turning them into phoenixes is extremely vicious and has long been listed as a forbidden art by Maoshan. No one has dared to practice it for hundreds of years.

This kind of evil method has always been unacceptable to the Taoist sects in the world, but you knowingly committed it. If this matter were to spread, you should know what the consequences would be! "

The child laughed and said, "It is precisely because I know the consequences that I cannot let you leave alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black light shot out from his eyes, like a poisonous snake in the dark night, and rushed straight towards Li Jinping.

Li Jinping was quick and swift. He raised his hand and threw out a talisman, which collided with the black light in mid-air.

There was a loud "bang" and the black light exploded instantly as if it were real.

A cold breath blew in the face, making people shiver uncontrollably.

The child's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he asked in a deep voice: "Who is Sun Danyang to you?"

Li Jinping was stunned and asked, "Do you know my master?"

The child sneered: "Humph, it's more than just recognition, there's a big feud between us!"

"There shouldn't be many people who have an old grudge against my master and have the opportunity to come into contact with the forbidden techniques of Maoshan..."

Bai Ling frowned and analyzed, "Could it be... you are Duanmu Ji, who was expelled from Maoshan for stealing forbidden techniques more than 20 years ago?"

The child laughed strangely: "Hehehe, I didn't expect you to be so quick-witted and pretty. I kind of like you. It would be nice for you to be my disciple's wife."

His words acknowledged his identity.

Li Jinping also remembered this person.

When he was young, he was able to compete with his master.

However, I didn't expect that he would degenerate to the point of using children to practice evil magic.

Hearing Duanmu Ji's words, Bai Ling couldn't help but spit: "Bah! Who wants to be your disciple's wife, you conscienceless old monster!"

"What a vicious mouth, hahaha!"

Duanmu Ji smiled instead of getting angry, "But this matter is not up to you. Today, except for you, your master and senior brother will all die here!"

After saying this, Duanmu Ji muttered something at a very fast speed.

As the spell falls.

next moment!

A child who was sitting cross-legged in the flower tray beside him suddenly opened his eyes a little.

Those eyes were exactly the same as Duanmu Ji's.

It was pitch black, bottomless, and exuded a heart-pounding chill.

As the child's eyes opened, it seemed to cause a chain reaction.

The children who were sitting cross-legged among the flowers opened their eyes one after another.

Those pairs of eyes as dark as the abyss are creepy.

Then, dark rays shot out from the eyes of these children.

They were densely interwoven like an electric net, trapping Li Jinping and others.

Li Jinping's eyes showed horror.

One black light might not be a big deal, but he could barely withstand two.

But with so many black rays intertwined together, he was simply unable to resist.

What's more, he has two experienced disciples by his side.

As a master, he has to protect them both.

Li Jinping gritted his teeth and hurriedly took out a talisman from his arms. It was his most precious treasure - the Thunder Talisman!

Li Jinping whispered, "Xiao Fei, I'll cover you later, you and Xiao Ling, hurry up and run!"

Xiao Fei looked at Bai Ling and gritted his teeth.

At this time, Duanmu Ji's cold laugh sounded again: "Want to leave? Stay here!"

……

"boom!"

Several zombies fell to the ground, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Lin Mo's eyes were indifferent and calm.

He flicked his right hand and shook off the blood on the Zanya Sword.

All around, broken limbs and arms were scattered on the ground, which was particularly shocking.

"Da da da……"

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

Lin Mo's eyes narrowed.

In front, a thin figure slowly walked out.

He was thin and his skin was frighteningly pale, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Ren Chuan?"

Lin Mo spat out two words coldly.

"you know me?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Ren Chuan's face.

His gaze lingered on the broken bodies for a moment, and finally returned to Lin Mo.

Although he couldn't tell how powerful Lin Mo was, he was moved by the strong murderous aura in his body.

"Who are you? Why did you destroy the corpse puppet I carefully crafted?"

There was a hint of anger in Ren Chuan's voice.

Swish!

What responded to him was a flash of knife light as white as snow.

It instantly illuminated the dim forest path.

Ren Chuan reacted very quickly and suddenly turned sideways.

But even so, his arm was hit by the knife.

It was cut off in an instant and blood gushed out.

"what--!"

Ren Chuan let out a shrill scream, his eyes full of fear and horror.

He knew very well that if he had not dodged in time, he would have been beheaded by now.

"The response was pretty quick."

Lin Mo's voice was calm and indifferent.

The knife strike just now was just a casual one.

Ren Chuan gritted his teeth and looked up.

Suddenly, I met a pair of eyes that seemed to be devoid of any emotion!

And the brilliant sword light came again.

The sword light was like mercury pouring down on the ground, penetrating every hole and filling the entire space!

Ren Chuan's scalp suddenly went numb.

At this moment, he finally understood.

No wonder this person could easily get rid of the corpse puppet he had painstakingly crafted.

This knife skill is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people!

The vigorous energy and blood in his body are so surging that it makes people's heart palpitate.

Even if he is not as good as the martial arts master, he is probably not much different!

Ren Chuan knew he was no match for his opponent, so he tapped the broken arm several times to seal the acupuncture points and stop the bleeding.

"disease!"

He performed a secret technique, and then his body shook and disappeared like a ghost, leaving Lin Mo's sword attack missing.

However, Lin Mo's sword light followed him like a shadow, following him closely like a leech attached to his bones.

"Damn it!"

Ren Chuan's eyes were filled with horror.

I could only run as fast as I could in one direction.

"I will sacrifice my blood to the evil, and those who defy me will die. The time has come!"

Ren Chuan muttered something, then slapped his chest suddenly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed onto a huge flower.

The flower seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force and suddenly bloomed, and a black shadow rose from it.

He was a middle-aged man, his fangs half exposed and his eyes full of bloodthirsty red.

There was a murderous aura all over his body, pus was oozing from his face, and his appearance was hideous, as if he was a demon crawling out of hell.

"Ren Jiu?"

Lin Mo had seen Ren Yiming's appearance from Ren Yiming's memory.

Therefore, I recognized it immediately.

"This guy didn't even let his own father go. He's really crazy!"

What a cruel thought!

The bloody corpse, which was emitting a disgusting and rotten smell, rushed over with a ferocious roar.

Lin Mo glanced indifferently.

Draw your sword and stand up!

Clang!

With one slash of the sword, the whole room is filled with light!