After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 125 Dawn in Despair
high speed.

This breath is approaching quickly.

"boom!"

The window was smashed open.

A man dressed in black rushed into the room.

The man attacked without further ado.

He swung the dagger and stabbed straight at Mo Lin.

The next moment, Mo Lin dodged to the left to avoid the man's attack.

The man took a deep breath and then summoned his contracted ghost.

An atmosphere of terror instantly filled the room.

This is a disaster-level ghost.

Saw a catastrophic ghost.

Mo Lin immediately thought of what happened in the North Sea.

Thinking of how he escaped in a panic in the North Sea.

Mo Lin took out a crystal blue sword.

Swinging the sword, he slashed at the disaster-level demon.

This is a showdown between the underworld and catastrophic ghosts.

Disaster-level ghosts are on the same level as the underworld.

Mo Lin swung his sword and slashed at the disaster-level ghost.

The catastrophic ghost retreated backwards to avoid Mo Lin's attack, and at the same time counterattacked Mo Lin.

The two of them blew the roof off just by fighting.

The furniture around was hit by the terrifying force and scattered on the ground.

Mo Lin took action and rushed towards the catastrophic ghost again.

This time he did not summon ghosts like Chen Xi.

They are gradually unable to keep up with the pace.

In other words, facing disaster-level ghosts, ghosts like Chen Xi are no match.

Mo Lin threw out a golden light from his right hand.

The light rushed towards the catastrophic level ghost.

The disaster-level ghost raised his hand to resist, and golden light passed through the palm of the disaster-level ghost.

A closer look reveals that this golden hairpin is another genital organ of Mo Lin.

The two Yin instruments attacked the catastrophic level ghost at the same time.

The disaster-level ghost is at a disadvantage.

Mo Lin became more and more aggressive.

Every swing of the sword requires a lot of strength.

This catastrophic-level ghost kept retreating, but was not seriously injured.

The means that Mo Lin currently possesses are not enough to kill a ghost of the same level.

The main reason is that he now has many methods that he cannot use.

For example: Netherworld Fire.

This thing has not been refined yet.

There is also the technique of hiding ghosts in the five internal organs, which can only be used when the yin energy is very heavy.

This caused Mo Lin to feel powerless.

Mo Lin slowly took out the Wanmie Zhenxian Talisman.

A violent force swept out instantly.

The Wanmie Zhenxian Talisman flew out and directly trapped the disaster-level ghost.

The violent force swept over, and the catastrophic level ghost was destroyed in an instant.

Instant kill.

This is the horror of the Wanmie Zhenxian Talisman.

It's a pity that this thing can only be used twice, and this is the last time.

The man in black in the distance showed a look of surprise.

He never imagined that there would be such a powerful person in a small place like Yunchuan.

"run!"

The man in black wanted to run away the next moment.

Unfortunately it was too late.

Mo Lin stopped in front of the man in black and asked coldly.

"who are you?"

Before the man could speak.

"Bang!" The man's body suddenly exploded.

Blood splattered.

Just die.

Maybe it's some kind of restriction.

"Sir, Zi Shang's gentle traces are in Xuyue City."

Li Xue said to Mo Lin respectfully, "The man just now was from the Three Corpses. Zi Shang Qing Rou was captured by the Three Corpses."

"The person you just killed was the weakest among the three corpses."

Hearing this, Mo Lin sat on the ground helplessly.

He wasted a Wanmie Zhenxian Talisman, but ended up killing only the weakest of the three corpses.
This feeling of powerlessness arises spontaneously.

It was the first time in such a long time that he felt powerless.

Although there were many troubles in the past, Mo Lin managed to get through them with his own real abilities.

Ever since what happened in the North Sea, this feeling of powerlessness has become more and more severe.

Until today, Mo Lin completely discovered his limits!
Catastrophic-level ghosts are already the limit.

Mo Lin is now fighting a catastrophic ghost, and even killing him is difficult...
This is the limit!

"Brother Mo, it's not that you are weak, it's just that people at this level are very strong." Feng Mingyu comforted Mo Lin.

A disaster-level ghost is a very powerful existence no matter where it is.

If it could be easily killed, it would not be called a catastrophic level ghost.

"Sir, Zi Shang Qingrou is being used as a tool by the Three Corpses to refine magic weapons. She may die in more than a month." Li Xue said respectfully to Mo Lin.

"What can I do? Save people?"

Mo Lin's attitude was very negative. "You can see that I can't even beat the weakest of the three corpses. How can I save my senior sister?"

This feeling of powerlessness is something that only Mo Lin himself can understand.

limit
"Sir, how about calling someone over here?"

"Go to the underworld and call your senior and junior classmates over?" Li Xue suggested to Mo Lin.

If those senior and junior students came over, Mo Lin would definitely not be so embarrassed.

"It's a bit difficult," Merlin whispered.

It's too difficult to call them over.

You know, Li Hao sacrificed all the people in the North Sea before he summoned those powerful ghosts from the ghost realm.

"How about you try the Taoist path?"

"You are a living person, you can follow the Taoist path in the future." Li Xue suggested to Mo Lin.

"Oh, it's too difficult." Mo Lin sighed softly.

The Taoist path is too difficult to follow.

It’s difficult to just get started. For example, a powerful martial art is passed down by a single person. Where can Mo Lin get it?

Mo Lin sat on the ground and a cool breeze blew.

This coolness blew into Mo Lin's heart and surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Mo Lin couldn't defeat those evil ghosts in the North Sea.

Mo Lin was unable to defeat the Three Corpses. Mo Lin was also unable to contact Yan Shiqi, who was planning to destroy the entire North Sea and indirectly kill Lin Xi.

It seems that Mo Lin's most proud ghost-suppressing book is no longer useful. The ghosts in the ghost-suppressing book are now of little use.

Mo Lin picked up the ghost-suppressing book and started flipping through it.

A gleam of light welled up in those desperate eyes.

He seemed to see hope.

[Kill the disaster-level ghost, mission accomplished.]

Reward: Secret of the Mysterious Way of Qingyuan. 】

A catastrophic ghost?
It should be that Mo Lin just killed a disaster-level ghost and completed the mission.

A golden light flowed along Mo Lin's brow and into the depths of his mind.

Orthodox exercises, the ultimate in pure and wonderful ways.

When one’s practice is highly successful, one can condense the Dharmakaya of the True Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao.

Erlang God?
This should be the orthodox technique that came out of the Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Temple.

Ho ho ho.
This is truly a ray of hope emerging in the midst of despair.

This thing should be worse than the Bu Wanmie Zhenxian Talisman.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Mo Lin suddenly burst into laughter.

Feng Mingyu on the side was so frightened that she stared at Mo Lin.

"Brother Mo, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine, nothing's wrong with me."

Mo Lin slowly said to Feng Mingyu: "Help me find a place, I want to go into seclusion."

"Retreat?"

"That's right, we need to go into seclusion." Mo Lin said again.

Not knowing what Mo Lin was going to do, Feng Mingyu could only nod and agree.

"it is good."

So she bought the house next door for Mo Lin to use for his retreat.

Mo Lin was in the room, concentrating on studying the secrets of Qingyuan Miaodao.

The first step is to control the Qi, which is quite simple.

The second step is to use Qi to draw a talisman on the abdomen.

This talisman is the Qingyuan Miaodao Talisman.

He is the core of power.

Use Qi to gather the Qingyuan Miaodao Talisman.

Then absorb the energy every day and pour it into the Qingyuan Miaofu.

When needed, take the Qi out of the Qingyuan Miaodao Talisman.

The Qingyuan Miaodao Talisman acts as a storage device.

This means that Mo Lin can use his stored energy.

No, this kind of energy should be called Tao power.

Every day of practice will increase your spiritual power.

Some people also call it Taoxing.

The accumulation of Tao is measured in days.

One month of practice.

Thirty years of practice.

The longer you practice Taoism, the stronger you will become.

The waste of Taoism is also measured in days.

For example, using thirty years of Taoism.

The Qingyuan Miaodao Jue includes the skills of drawing talismans and physical techniques.

And then there is the final condensed Dharmakaya.

Ghosts also have their own way.

Mo Lin suddenly thought of something, is there any Tao in the ghost money?

The cultivation of ghosts all involves ghost money.

So, Mo Lin took out a piece of ghost money, and then the ghost money turned into a ball of ghost air.

As Mo Lin expected, there was Tao in the ghost money, but it was very thin.

It doesn’t matter!
Anyway, Mo Lin has lots and lots of ghost money.

Now Mo Lin has at least 300,000 ghost money on him, or even more.

Mo Lin simply waved his hand, and tens of thousands of ghost money poured out.

The ghost money turned into a ball of ghost energy, and then Mo Lin absorbed a small amount of Tao from it.

But Mo Lin has too much paper money for the dead!

The moment one hundred thousand ghost money was taken out, the Dao increased directly.

Mo Lin used a total of 300,000 ghost money.

"You want me to hand over the Thunder Talisman? Don't even think about it." Feng Mingyu held the Thunder Talisman between his index and middle fingers and snorted coldly at the dozens of people in front of him.

The people in front of him were all ghost controllers, and they were all coming for Feng Mingyu's thunder talisman.

These people had only one goal at this time, which was to take away Feng Mingyu's thunder talisman.

The ten people in front of him are all level five ghost controllers.

"Feng Mingyu, if you don't hand over the thunder talisman, don't blame us for being rude." A man in black stood up and said to Feng Mingyu.

"hehe.."

Feng Mingyu snorted coldly, "Don't scare me, I won't fall for it."

It is simply impossible to ask her to hand over the thunder talisman.

This thing was given to her by Mo Lin, and it is also Feng Mingyu's support. Unless she dies, she will not hand it over.

In order to use the thunder talisman, she terminated the contract with the contracted ghost.

Now she is no longer a ghost tamer.

"Then don't blame us for being rude." The words fell.

Everyone summoned their own contracted ghost.

These contracted ghosts launched an attack on Feng Mingyu.

Lightning surged out of Feng Mingyu's body and he attacked these contracted ghosts.

The thunder talisman is very powerful, but Feng Mingyu is not proficient enough in it.

Can't stand consumption.

In just over ten minutes, Feng Mingyu was already looking defeated.

She tried her best to kill a nightmare-level ghost, and the rest of the ghosts instantly pounced on Feng Mingyu.

Feng Mingyu knew very well that there was an 80% chance that he would die today.

"stop!"

A scolding voice was heard.

Mo Lin's figure slowly appeared.

Mo Lin had just come out of seclusion when he heard the sound of fighting next door, so he came over to take a look.

Then I saw Feng Mingyu being bullied.

"Who is this?"

"Don't mind your own business!"

"Get out of here." Everyone yelled at Mo Lin.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a sound of explosion in the air, and the contracted ghosts of these people exploded in the air like balloons.

This scene was the same as when Mo Lin used the Wanmie Zhenxian Talisman.

It’s just that the power that Mo Lin uses now is a little gentler.

Not so violent.

(End of this chapter)