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1208. One thousand two hundred eighth chapter Tianjiao's face

Hearing Lin Mo's words, the man sneered again, "There is no need to mention his value, but you can remember that my name is Zhong Qing, and Tianjiao Mountain ranks forty-seventh!"

"Next year's day is your worship."

After hearing this, Lin Mo shook his head helplessly: "If you don't claim your value, I will set the price by myself. I will look at your attitude and tone. I think it should be more powerful than that boy Murong Cheng, so I will set the price for the time being, let's set the price for the time being, the 8 million yuan spirit bead."

"Remember, if you don't have enough Yuan Lingzhu on your body, you can choose to write an IOU or choose...Die!"

"Haha, a guy like Murong Cheng is like a soft guy who has lost all the face of our Spirit Sword Palace." Zhong Qing said coldly.

Bang!

After Lin Mo finished speaking, he did not waste much time and immediately activated the Tianlong Yuanli in his body. It was almost time to possess the battle soul, the great energy and heroic wind, the unity of portraits, and three amplification methods were used in one breath.

An extremely powerful force burst out in his body.

Seeing this, Zhong Qing quickly activated the energy in his body and exploded his strongest combat power. Although he underestimated Lin Mo, he did not dare to look down on him in his heart.

After all, although Murong Cheng is a soft boy, he is also a strong man in the eighth level of the Broken Realm. He was beaten like that by Lin Mo. Lin Mo's strength must not be underestimated.

"One ride is a thousand!"

The next moment, Zhong Qing heard a sound of air blasting, and then a fast figure like lightning attacked him.

"Thousand-layer Spirit Shield!"

"Sky Blue Hammer!"

Feeling an invincible force surging at the tip of the halberd, Zhong Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he used his strongest defensive means without hesitation.

At the same time, he also used his strongest offensive, and his two martial arts exploded at the same time.

However, the next moment, Zhong Qing was shocked, and saw Lin Mo holding the golden light storm in his hand, carrying invincible power and instantly rushing to him.

As for his strongest defensive martial arts, it was shattered by a blow. Before the Sky Blue Hammer could show its complete mentality, the tip of the halberd had already broken through everything and pierced into his chest.

"How...why...how could you?" Zhong Qing's face was stunned, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The giant hammer that had not yet been fully deployed was also terminated by him, because he had already felt an invincible force, raging wildly in his body.

"You just said that Murong Cheng is a softie, so you should have chosen to die instead of writing an IOU."

Lin Mo glanced at Zhong Qing, and his arm strength was about to explode.

But the latter immediately used the secret technique, and a shaking blood mist exploded, and the blood shadow flashed open instantly.

"Run?" Lin Mo smiled coldly, "In my hands, even if it is a thousand-mile blood escape, it cannot escape."

After saying that, Lin Mo's mind moved, and a surging force slowly gathered in his eyebrows.

"Wait, wait, I write the IOU, I write the IOU."

However, when Lin Mo was about to use the Blood Evil Soul-Capture Arrow to take his head for thousands of miles, a rapid sound came from the blood mist.

However, it was already halfway through the urgency, and Lin Mo did not take it back.

I saw a drop of essence and blood flew out from his eyebrows, and then the extremely powerful Yuanli subcontract exploded from his body. The essence and blood you flew out also condensed into a huge blood bow in the endless Yuanli storm.

"Don't kill me, Mr. Lin, don't kill me." Seeing this, Zhong Qing shouted in horror. Although he despised Murong Cheng's actions, he realized that life was more important than anything else when his life was threatened.

Especially those who are regarded as the pride of heaven, they are more or less carrying the mission of prospering the family, so as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they don’t want to miss it.

"I am the senior brother of Leiming Pavilion, and I have some value. Do you think I am worth 16 million yuan of spiritual beads? If it is worth it, I will write an IOU right away."

Zhong Qing said again.

Then before Lin Mo could speak, he had quickly finished writing the IOU.

Lin Mo was also stunned for a moment, then he took back the IOU. Then he pulled the bowstring, and the majestic Yuan of Heaven and Earth gathered madly again.

"Young Master Lin... Give me your life, I already have the IOU..." Zhong Qing said desperately when he saw that Lin Mo still had no intention of stopping.

At this moment, he regretted it. Why did he come to trek into this muddy water for nothing? What a messenger of hell is just to keep his ranking, but to kill Lin Mo... it is a life that cannot even save his life.

"Oh, I'm misunderstanding, I'm not targeting you." Lin Mo reacted and said, then he adjusted the angle of the blood bow to the direction of the forty-five degrees of the sky.

"That guy hiding in the clouds, please report your own value and origin."

"Also, too, the one hiding underground."

Lin Mo said, the bowstring in his hand had slowly opened, and the majestic heaven and earth elemental power turned into endless blood and energy, gathering at the bowstring.

The blood arrow that had been lingering in blood slowly appeared.

"Young Master Lin can feel it." At this time, a man's figure slowly appeared in the white clouds in the sky.

The man below the ground was helpless and broke out of the ground.

"Write the IOU directly, or write it before you write it?" Lin Mo continued to ask.

"I've written it long ago." The man in the cloud had already handed over the IOU with a smile, and all the information was clearly written on it.

However, the value is only three million yuan in Lingzhu.

The other one is quite sensible and has written an IOU of 16 million.

"Waste, it's really a waste." At this moment, a loud voice came from a distance, "I just laughed at Murong Cheng? What's the difference between you and him?"

"I just want to ask you, where is the face of a genius?"

The man's voice was like a bell, and even there was a breathtaking power in the voice, which shocked people.

The figure of the man soon appeared in Lin Mo and others' vision. He was a man wearing a black robe, a well-proportioned figure, and holding a black iron spear.

His cultivation aura was not revealed, but the vague sense of majesty on his body was constantly emitting.

"Wang Qingyuan, Wang Qingyuan, the Overlord Spear." After Zhong Qing saw the latter's face clearly, he couldn't help but exclaim.

In front of the light curtain of the Spirit Sword Palace, many senior executives of the Spirit Sword Palace were also slightly stunned, and then their faces were filled with joy.

"The name of the Overlord Gun is very famous in the Northeast."

"Yes, a bully gun shocked the other side, and it is said that he is known as the God of War in the Northeast."

"Being able to enter the top thirty of the genius list from the outer sect is enough to show his excellence."

Everyone said.

Luo Gucheng's beautiful eyes were also condensed on Wang Qingyuan, and his frowning brow slowly unfolded.
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