When we returned to Jinyuan Apartment, Ai Tutu was already asleep.
The two of them hugged each other at the entrance. Mu Nujiao was already a little dazed from the kiss and was led by Bai Mo.
Ding ding ding~~~~~~
Just as he was about to bring it into Ai Tutu's room, a rapid bell rang suddenly.
Bai Mo's expression froze and he let Mu Nujiao go.
"Huh?" Mu Nujiao opened her eyes in a daze, wondering why this person stopped.
"Something happened. I'll go take care of it. You go to sleep first."
Bai Mo appeared in her room in a flash.
"What...what happened?"
Seeing his unusual expression, Mu Nujiao's confused eyes became clearer and she asked.
"Something happened over there."
Ever since I was protecting the Viking family, I have obtained the sonic supernatural power of Cade the Headhunter.
Bai Mo's five-tone clock actually has a lot more small bells.
These small bells are usually hidden as patterns in the five-tone bell.
But it also has many functions, and the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission originally developed by Bai Mo is one of them.
Originally, voice transmission required him to start a single thread before the conversation could begin, but now, as long as they had his bell, both parties could start voice transmission.
He had given this bell to Lingling, and just now, the urgent ringing sound came from Lingling.
"In danger, come to support!"
After Lingling said these two sentences, she stopped transmitting the message, as if it was too late, or perhaps for some other reason.
"Then go quickly."
Mu Nujiao urged. She also understood Lingling's ability and judgment. If she really asked for help, it meant that she really needed support.
Bai Mo nodded slightly, his figure flashed, and disappeared immediately.
When he reached a high altitude, he threw the Soul Refining Pot directly out.
The black airflow spread out at the first moment, and he had turned into a silver stream of light and flashed a few times, arriving at the edge of the Demon City.
The Jingwei appeared on the spot and quickly caught up with him who was traveling by teleportation with a few flaps of wings.
Through the five-tone bell's induction of the bell, Bai Oh can know Lingling's current location.
It is probably located on the coast where Qingzhou and Suzhou meet.
It was not far from the Demon City. Heading north along the coastline, Jingwei flew at full speed, and the entire world became blurred and distorted.
While hurrying on the road, Bai Mo tried to contact Lingling, holding the five-tone bell in his hand and shaking it continuously.
Finally, the sound came again.
"Bai Mo, where have you been?"
From the sound of Lingling's breathing being calm, he knew she wasn't injured, which made him feel relieved.
Bai Mo checked the location and said, "We have passed Jinling."
"We are near Aishan, on the Bamboo Forest Island off the coast of Aishan. The Bamboo Forest Island was surrounded by the Aishan Hidden Clan. Mo Fan and the others were trapped inside, and I sneaked out."
Hearing this, Bai Mo felt relieved immediately. Just as a smile appeared on his face, Lingling's slightly hurried voice came again.
"You'd better bring Sister Yumian here. The Aishan Hidden Clan has a special curse that will cause the enemy to fall into a deep sleep. I just fell asleep~"
As soon as he finished speaking, the call was hung up again. Bai Mo tried to shake the bell again, trying to wake Lingling up, but it was useless.
His face suddenly darkened and he called out the wind spirit to possess Jingwei directly.
Suddenly, Jingwei's speed increased to another level.
Bai Mo didn't know where Aisan was, but fortunately it was shown on the map, and he could also rely on the sensing of the bell on Lingling.
He was a little worried at first, wondering if Lingling would have any problems after falling asleep under the curse.
But considering that he just fell asleep and woke up again, there should be no problem.
They arrived at Mount Ai at lightning speed. At this moment, the shadowy forest was full of traces of battle.
You can see some flames in the deep mountains, and broken walls are burning under the wildfire.
Someone ran out from inside, but was quickly devoured by the monsters in the woods outside.
A battle trail covering several thousand meters originated from the deep mountain manor and extended to the eastern coast.
The white ink fell to the ground, leaving Jingwei watching from the sky.
Relying on induction, he stepped onto a charred stone on the coast.
Glancing around, the rolling waves are foaming on the scorched rocks,
The black stone was uneven and there was no human figure at all.
This cover-up could deceive most people, but it could not deceive him, who had already reached the peak of the eighth level of spiritual realm.
He raised his hand and grabbed the edge of the charred stone, tearing off a piece of sheet that changed color.
Lingling's sleeping figure was revealed.
At the moment, it was curled up, and its slender and tall body seemed a little crowded in this small space.
The moonlight shone on her fair face, and it was obvious that she was sleeping soundly.
"You're not afraid of falling in and being fed to the siren."
Bai Mo muttered silently and picked him up.
A large area of silver light spread out around him, calling out the Ancient Holy Light Priest.
The bright milky white light illuminated Lingling, and a faint dark red gas could be clearly seen being expelled from her body.
Silver diamond dust scattered, and white ink appeared on the back of Jingwei high in the sky.
Holy Light Ancient Festival followed immediately.
The next second, a moan was heard and Lingling in my arms opened her eyes.
The bright eyes were confused for a moment, then quickly became clear and stared at Bai Mo.
"Where am I now?"
"High above the coast of Aisan."
Hearing this, Lingling struggled out of his arms, looked around, and finally pointed in the northeast direction.
"Jingwei, fly over there."
"What's going on?"
Only then did Bai Mo have the opportunity to ask this question. At the same time, a murderous aura that froze the sea breeze flashed over him.
"You should know that we found a totem here."
A hint of anger appeared on Lingling's serious face.
"We learned about the totem by chance. After a long period of exploration and investigation, we found that it was imprisoned and abused by the Aishan Hidden Tribe."
"Abuse?"
Bai Mo was surprised and confused. From what Lingling said, this totem was still alive.
But how could a living totem be abused, especially at this time?
Even the knowledgeable Lingling couldn't help but feel angry.
"Oh! Abuse! When we found it, it was already dying and extremely weak."
Lingling nodded heavily, a gleam of disgust flashed in her eyes, and continued:
"The Aishan Hidden Clan was supposed to be the guardian of this totem in the beginning. But since the holy spring of Aishan's cultivation was exhausted, they decided to protect the totem.
These people don’t know what secret recipe they use, but they can achieve the effect of a holy land of cultivation through the essence and blood of totems.
During this time, we have been hiding in the Aishan Hidden Clan and found that the totem has been reincarnated three times. Each time, it died from consuming too much blood and essence, and its cultivation level was lower each time. "
“When we found it, it was already dying. In order to save it, Mo Fan signed a contract with it.”
"Was the contract successful?" Bai Mo asked, because under normal circumstances, the totem would not be willing to be contracted, and the summoner would not be able to make a contract.
But the situation of this totem is obviously abnormal.
Lingling nodded heavily, "The totem may also know that we are here to save it. A contract has been signed."
"I speculated that it should be the Heart Moon Fox from the Seven Azure Dragons. After we brought out the Heart Moon Fox, we were discovered, so Mo Fan escaped and fled to Zhushan Island.
But the Aishan Hidden Tribe seemed to have some tracking method and found us. There were many people at that time, and I informed you when I saw that the situation was not right, and then I ran away first. Who knew that I would be cursed. "
Bai Mo nodded slightly to show that he understood, but his eyes were looking towards the island in front of him where a magical halo was lit up.
The island is about seven or eight kilometers in size, and there is little vegetation on the rocky reefs.
Bai Mo could still hear Zhao Manyan's yelling and cursing.
Obviously, Mo Fan brought this imperial shield with him on this trip.
Can you still curse?
If you can still curse, it means there is no danger.
Although Bai Mo was joking in his heart, he had already taken action.
"Jingwei, protect Lingling, don't go down."
As the distance got closer, he could already see the situation on the island.
Mo Fan was injured, and there were many fragments of magic tools and weapons around Zhao Manyan.
“Damn, what a loss! It’s such a loss, these are all my treasures and they are destroyed just like that, you bastard Mo Fan, you gotta pay me for it!”
"I'll even sleep with you! As long as I can get out alive today."
"Get lost, I don't want you."
Although the two of them kept cursing, they were still dodging defenses.
And around the two of them, eight people in moon-colored robes surrounded them.
Only four of them took action, while the other four stood proudly behind.
These people's cultivation base was not low, and Bai Mo could only judge that the four people who made the move were all at the third level of the super class.
However, they seemed to lack combat experience, and some of them could only draw magic step by step.
The super-class wizard's control over magical elements is like a decoration to them.
We can also tell from their facial features that most of these people are in their thirties or forties.
But the one who took the initiative to fight in front was obviously younger, and even the moon-colored robe he was wearing was different.
The four older ones in the back were wearing clothes with full moon patterns.
Judging from the posture, it seems that they are using Mo Fan and the other two as whetstones to sharpen these people.
Bai Mo's approach seemed to attract the attention of one of the men in the long robe with moon patterns.
He was an old man with disheveled hair. Anyone who saw him on the street would not think that this old man, whose body was as skinny as a piece of dry firewood, was a wizard with extraordinary cultivation.
"Where did this rat come from? I'm the Eighth Sage of Aishan. If you don't want to die, stay away!"
The skinny old man's voice, like yelling at a dog, alerted the others.
Bai Mo wondered in his heart what the Eight Sages of Aishan were, but suddenly he felt a force of space pressing down from the outside to the inside.
It was as if it wanted to press him directly into the endless dimensional storm deep in the inner space.
This old guy actually discovered his space walking! His cultivation must be at the third level of the super class!
With a secret thought in his mind, Bai Mo immediately exited the space walking state.
But he saw the skinny old man suddenly took out a silver mirror and shone it towards him.
The mirror light was extremely fast, expanding the moment it was emitted, and scraping out several meters deep rock grooves along the way like scraping tofu.
Seeing this scene, an old woman in the west couldn't help but laugh:
"This old man, to deal with a young man, he even used his Shattering Mirror that could release the Light of the Axis of Death at any time."
"Hey, that's where you're wrong. Even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit!"
On the other side, a sturdy man with a wine jug hanging on his waist said:
"No matter what, this guy is dead. This is the fate of those who dare to offend me, the Eight Sages of Aishan!"
The four attackers in front naturally heard their chat, and they looked at each other and said to Mo Fan and the others:
"Haha, are those your reinforcements? He can't last more than one round against the four old sages!
Not only will you die, but all your companions will die!
The little girl who just escaped is no exception. She has been cursed by me and will fall asleep without knowing it. I am afraid she has already entered the belly of the sea monster, hahahaha!! "
"Damn you, you idiots, you guys are worthy of being called sages?
Saying that you are deformed melons and jujubes is an insult to melons and jujubes!
You are just a bunch of fruit worms living among melons and fruits. You think that after taking a few bites of the sweetness, you have become saints and sages, and are covering up your own stench?
A bunch of things that make people feel disgusted at the first sight!"
Mo Fan hid behind Zhao Manyan, who had stacked up his shield, and attacked crazily.
All the moon-robed people present immediately looked gloomy and angry.
The magic of the four attacking moon-robed men became more violent.
"Brother, stop talking!"
Zhao Manyan almost knelt down before Mo Fan upon seeing this.
Just then, a light laugh was heard.
"Well said, they are just disgusting bugs."
As soon as the words fell, the old man holding the mirror roared in disbelief:
“How is this possible!!”
The others looked towards him following the sound, and saw the Destruction Mirror firing out beams like a laser cannon.
The dead axis light that could easily destroy a hill suddenly stopped after it came in front of Bai Mo.
It seemed as if there was a huge resistance ahead, an invisible dimensional wall that was insurmountable!
The dead axis light that had been invincible in the past could not penetrate the seemingly empty air.
“This is the dead axis!”
Bai Mo spoke lightly, his figure flashed on the spot, and a dead axis with a dark edge shot out from thin air and flew towards the mirror light in front of him that was blocked by his thoughts and was as still as water.
The dead axis was extremely fast, and its black surface was extremely clear in the silver mirror light.
The dead axis was like a steel bar inserted into the sand, penetrating the broken mirror light without any hindrance and hitting the mirror surface in the skinny old man's hand.
Snap!!
With a crisp sound, everyone clearly saw that the gorgeous silver mirror shattered under the impact of the dead axis!
The broken lenses flew around, some of them directly penetrated the body of the old man behind him.
In an instant, the skinny old man seemed to have suffered a serious blow. His face suddenly turned pale and he spit out blood. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans rolled down his forehead.
"My my supernatural power!!!"
He raised his head and looked at Bai Mo with a shrill voice, like a devil.
"What kind of supernatural power is that that you have? Can you instantly release a super-level first-level dead axis? It's just that the range is a little larger.
I can do it without any psychic power."
Bai Mo's tone was calm, but the more he spoke, the more humiliated the skinny old man felt.
"Practice hard in your next life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Mo put his palms together to form a sword, and a dark chaotic slash flew towards the old man.
The skinny old man's expression remained unchanged. Even though he was seriously injured and unable to move, he still knew that his old friend would come to save him.
Phew!
The fierce blow split it in two, and the skinny old man fell to the ground with half of his body still conscious.
He turned his head in disbelief, his eyes full of hatred.
He hated his companions for not saving him!
The Chaos Slash from such a distance could obviously be avoided!
But I saw a bright light over there, and an elf covered in milky white holy light.
There is also an elf covered in hurricanes, pestering his three old friends.
He also wanted to take a closer look to see if they really didn't have the energy to lend a helping hand.
The head suddenly exploded, crushing the body along with it.
A heavy, huge foot moved, and at first I felt something was wrong.
The Divine Dust Tiger then took a step forward, and with a roar, it pounced towards the moon-robed men who were besieging Mo Fan and the other man.
Immediately afterwards, a flash of lightning appeared in the opened contract space, and the bright moon was like a long dragon of lightning, tearing towards the four men in moon robes.
Providing support to Mo Fan and the other two, Bai Mo looked at the three old sages who were fighting against Feng Ling and the Holy Light Ancient Priest.
Through several encounters between the two sides, he has already figured out the strength of these people.
All added up, it's barely at the level of Cade's headhunter.
He didn't want to waste any more time and finish it early. Maybe Mu Nujiao would still be drunk when he returned.
"Twelve Thunder Scriptures!"
The sound of crackling electric current was heard in Bai Mo's body, and the Twelve Thunder Meridians flowed through his body, and his body immediately turned into thunder.
Boom boom!
The originally clear sky suddenly heard a muffled thunder, and as the thunder elements gathered in a radius of dozens of kilometers, large patches of black thunderclouds gathered.
"Eight Meridians Come with Wind!"
As if the thunderclouds were not gathering fast enough, a strong hurricane suddenly blew up from all directions in the sky.
You can see that the originally calm sea surface was blown by the strong wind and caused a tsunami of more than ten meters!
The undulating mountains are terrifying in the dark night!
“Wind Spirit!”
With a shout, the wind spirit possessed him, and eight bells of small sky wind swirled around him.
A sense of oppression instantly burst out from Bai Mo's body, which was even stronger than the thick thunderclouds in the sky!
The three old sages who had originally wanted to join forces to deal with the Ancient Holy Light Festival in an instant after seeing the wind elves retreating, suddenly tensed up.
He subconsciously distanced himself from Bai Mo and looked at him in surprise and doubt.
It now looks like the incarnation of wind and thunder, with hurricanes swirling around its long clothes and thunder wandering like patterns.
Just standing there, it was as if a storm was gathering.
The figure like the King of Wind and Thunder suddenly moved.
With just a slight flick of his fingers, the only eleven kinds of heavenly wind merged into his body through the wind meridians, and immediately emitted a melodious sound like a divine sword being unsheathed.
Then, as Bai Mo pushed his palm forward, the thunderclouds in the sky were suddenly dispersed by the huge force.
The black gas with white electric light outlines a vast river of air flow!
"Boundless Wind Palm!"
The long river of air covered half of the island, with thunderclouds flashing white lightning.
At this moment, it was as if the sky was collapsing and crashing down! It was like the angry palm of the God of Sky was striking down!
The Endless Wind Palm was so vast and boundless that it looked like another vast ocean that had been moved down from the sky.
Something this huge is very difficult to avoid once you see it.
What's more, this airflow was originally formed by the confluence of extremely fast condensed hurricanes.
The long river of air had just pressed down, and the heavy wind pressure had already made the three old sages feel a sense of difficulty in breathing.
As the Boundless Wind Palm approached, the sharp airflow and wind force even cut their cheeks.
As the mighty river of air got closer, their bodies began to collapse bit by bit!
One by one, super-level magic that could easily destroy a small town was released from their hands.
Various magic tools were used one after another, but none of them could stop the impact of this boundless airflow!
In the face of absolutely overwhelming strength, any magic, any trickery, is useless.
"Monster! You're a monster!"
"You will die a miserable death!"
"If you practice this evil method, you will be dragged to trial and your soul will be imprisoned forever!!"
Hysterical screams came from all three of them.
Boom boom!!!
Following a loud roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the voices of the three people came to an abrupt end.
Wu Yafeng pressed his palm on the island, and you could see that the rocky surface of this half of the island within a few kilometers suddenly turned into powder!
The ground sank directly, and the sea water from afar flooded over, forming a shallow mudflat of several kilometers!
Mo Fan and the others felt as if the entire island was shaking, as if an earthquake had hit and they could not stand steadily.
Only the big orange Jiaoyue was not affected and seized the opportunity to kill two moon-robed men!
But at this moment, whether it was Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, or the two remaining moon-robed men.
No one was interested in paying attention to the two people who were killed.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan only had the sight of thousands of horses galloping in their minds, and they kept complaining about the power of Bai Mo's attack.
Thereby reducing the vibration in your heart!
The two moon-robed men were in despair. The four old sages were powerful men that even the president of the nearby Jinling Magic Association was afraid of! Ordinary monarchs could easily kill them!
It is no exaggeration to say that they are the kings of the Aisan region, and no one dares to challenge them!
Such a strong man was suddenly killed by this person who suddenly appeared!
In front of such a powerful person, how could they survive!
If I had known this earlier, I would have pretended not to know that the blood beast had been taken away.
In that case, at most he would be put in solitary confinement and lose the qualification to compete for the great sage.
Even the Holy Light Ancient Priest, who had dodged to the side long ago, looked at Bai Mo with more awe in his eyes.
Bai Mo canceled the Wind and Thunder Tyrant mode, returned to normal, and carefully reviewed the power of the previous attack.
After the birth of the Thunder Sutra, he knew that he could use the Wind Meridians in their full state.
You know, every wind meridian can borrow a gust of natural wind.
Even if you are unlucky and all you borrow are sub-Tianfeng, when combined together, the power is terrifying.
But in fact, in his physical state, it is difficult for him to withstand the gathering of so many elements.
Therefore, the application of wind meridian has always been incomplete.
But now, the normal wind vein ability is available, and it also covers the power of thunder.
At first, he had to use his divine presence to fully control the state of the eight meridians of heavenly wind gathering together.
Therefore, it is particularly clear what kind of power that state combined with the wind on Feng Ling's body would have.
Bai Mo is willing to define this Wind and Thunder Tyrant mode as one of the strongest in the current version.
In addition, there are the divine seal praises and spiritual secrets of the space system itself, plus the strength amplified by the transcendental power of mental power.
But this is still a little worse than the Wind and Thunder Tyrant.
But with the added power of the Bagua diagram and other systems, it is possible to reach this level.
Bai Mo estimated that this level of magical power should be at the peak.
But without actually fighting with the top player, he doesn't know whether it is true or not.
In short, up to now, he first started looking for the Seven Stars of Vermillion Bird in order to achieve a breakthrough in strength, with the goal of having the fighting power to challenge the Supreme Monarch before the Xiamen naval battle.
Now it may have been basically achieved.
So delightful!
Now my magic, wind and space departments are at the top of the list.
Chaos attacks are too special and are not included in the list.
The summoning department comes in second, followed by Yin, Tu, Lei, Huo and his younger brothers.
After sorting out his current combat system, Bai Mo raised his eyes and saw that the other two men in moon robes had been killed.
"How are your injuries?"
He walked over and asked.
“I won’t die.” Mo Fan poured out the healing potion of Xuan Parthenon and said with a grin:
"We also got a monarch. I feel that after he recovers, he can suppress your contracted beasts."
Bai Mo laughed, "Okay, let's give it a try then.
But let it out now and let me summon a healing spirit to heal his wounds." (End of this chapter)
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