After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 160 Kill the enemy
Only Tang Wuqi's figure was standing on the ground.

Mo Lin changed the situation of the battle alone.

"Is this the power of the sacred fire?" Qin Yuyu exclaimed when she saw Mo Lin subduing a dozen evil spirits by himself.

This method is definitely the best in the entire Xuyue City.

Mo Lin did not rush to attack. He stared at Tang Wuqi vigilantly.

"Three Nightmare Immortals, kill him!" Mo Lin ordered the Three Nightmare Immortals.

"How did you provoke this guy? I can't deal with this man!"

Mo Lin heard the voices of the Three Nightmare Immortals.

"Why?" Mo Lin was very confused. Before, the Three Nightmare Fairies helped Mo Lin deal with an evil ghost called Black Demon.

Why are the Three Nightmare Immortals unwilling to take action against Tang Wuqi?

"I can't afford to offend the person behind this guy." The Three Nightmare Immortals said again.

"If you kill him, I will give you one million ghost money." Mo Lin offered an attractive condition.

One million underworld coins is a considerable amount of money for the Three Nightmare Immortals.

"I can't mess with this person, otherwise I will be retaliated against, and then the entire Nightmare Realm will disappear!" There was a hint of fear in the voice of the Three Nightmare Immortals.

She was not afraid of Tang Wuqi, she was afraid of the existence behind Tang Wuqi.

"Do it yourself."

The voices of the Three Nightmare Immortals slowly disappeared.

Mo Lin was about to contact the Three Nightmare Immortals when he discovered that the connection between him and them had been cut off.

The Three Nightmare Immortals really don't want to have anything to do with Tang Wuqi.

"Boy, join my organization." Tang Wuqi did not rush to take action, but instead extended an olive branch to Mo Lin.

He was impressed by Mo Lin's strength and wanted to invite Mo Lin to join his own faction.

Mo Lin did not refuse, but asked Tang Wuqi: "Is there any benefit?"

"I will give you eternal life!"

This is not the first time Tang Wuqi has talked about immortality.

"You can tell from what I say. I have lived for hundreds of years. If you join my forces, I can let you live for hundreds or even thousands of years like me."

This is undoubtedly a huge temptation.

There is no one who doesn't want to live longer.

"I'm curious, you were clearly dead, why are you alive again?"

Mo Lin asked about something that he had always cared about.

Earlier in the cave, Tang Wuqi was burned to the point where only bones were left.

Merlin was curious about how he was resurrected.

"This is another means of eternal life. Immortality!"

Tang Wuqi deliberately kept it a secret, "If you join my organization, I will tell you how I was resurrected."

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Mo Lin doesn't believe in pie falling from the sky. To achieve eternal life, one must pay a price.

Mo Lin didn't refuse directly just now, he just wanted to ask some questions.

Since Tang Wuqi doesn't want to say anything, there's no need to chat any further.

Mo Lin attacked Tang Wuqi.

The pitch-black Netherworld Fire rushed directly towards Tang Wuqi.

Tang Wuqi put his hands together, making finger movements similar to those of making a seal.

Then he scolded softly.

"Sleepy!"

A ball of red blood light gushed out, trapping the Netherworld Fire in the red blood light.

Mo Lin was unable to control the Netherworld Fire for a while.

"Without the divine fire, how are you going to deal with me?"

Tang Wuqi raised his hand, and a ball of blood light gathered on his only remaining arm into a blood-red sword. Then he controlled the blood-red sword to stab Mo Lin.

Wei Xun and others standing by were all worried for Mo Lin.

Worried that Molin might get hurt.

Mo Lin took out 100,000 ghost money in front of everyone, and then the ghost money burned in the air and turned into Taoist power.

Everyone present exclaimed in amazement when they saw this amazing method.

"So outrageous?"

"So you absorb the power?"

“Is it so extravagant?”

"So this is how Master Uncle gained his skills?"

Wei Fu, Qin Yuyu and others all knew that ghost money could be used to extract spiritual power.

But no one did it.

Because it's not worth it.

No one except Mo Lin would take out 100,000 Hell Money to withdraw Dao Xing, it was too extravagant. And ordinary people would not have so much Hell Money.

Then a scene that made everyone gasp appeared.

One hundred thousand ghost coins!

Two hundred thousand ghost money!
Three hundred thousand ghost money!
In less than ten seconds, Mo Lin sacrificed 300,000 ghost money.

Even with all the savings of the entire Qingyuan Miaodao Temple, there is not even 300,000 ghost money.

"Master uncle is so rich?"

“This is too extravagant.”

"This is ghost money, not white paper!"

"How does Mo Lin have so much ghost money?"

Qin Yuyu and others were all marveling at Mo Lin's wealth at this moment.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Mo Lin transformed three hundred thousand ghost money into Taoist power.

All of this happened very quickly.

"So rich!"

Mo Lin's actions have not stopped yet.

Mo Lin was still taking out the ghost money to extract the spiritual power.

"Other people's fights are fatal, but my uncle's fights cost money!" Wei Xun summed up an answer.

Before the battle even started, Mo Lin had already spent nearly one million ghost coins.

This is truly unprecedented and will never be repeated.

One million ghost money!

This number is really astonishing.

All this is thanks to the book on suppressing ghosts.

If there was no Ghost Suppression Book, Mo Lin wouldn't have so much ghost money!
Mo Lin once again possesses Taoism.

A burst of golden light gushed out.

Behind Mo Lin, the God of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun appeared.

A hint of fear appeared on Tang Wuqi's face.

As long as Mo Lin continues to possess the power of Tao, he will be invincible.

At least Tang Wuqi couldn't do anything to Mo Lin.

"This guy is so troublesome." Tang Wuqi's face showed a long-lost displeasure.

The Dharma body of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun attacked Tang Wuqi.

The three-pointed, two-edged sword came towards him.

This one action consumed ten years of cultivation.

It is more deterrent than the Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun summoned by Wei Fu and others before.

Tang Wuqi had no way to avoid it and could only face it head-on.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered as the three-pointed, two-edged sword slashed directly between Tang Wuqi's eyebrows, splitting Tang Wuqi in two.

Kill directly.

Tang Wuqi died, and the red blood light that trapped the Netherworld Fire also disappeared.

The Netherworld Fire resumed its movement again.

Mo Lin was worried that Tang Wuqi was not dead yet, so he controlled the Netherworld Fire to burn Tang Wuqi's body to ashes.

Only some bones were left.

It would be incredible if this guy could still survive after all this.

Wei Fu looked at Mo Lin with admiration.

He was ready to sacrifice.

I didn’t expect Mo Lin to turn the tide all by himself.

Mo Lin's appearance directly changed the situation of the battle.

"Put away his body. I don't believe this guy can be resurrected." Mo Lin instructed Qin Yuyu.

"Row!"

Qin Yuyu nodded, then walked forward to find a bag and put Tang Wuqi's bones in it.

Then she found stones and smashed the bones into powder.

"What should we do next?" Wei Xun asked a question.

What to do next.

The crisis in Xuyue City cannot be resolved so easily.

Now that Tang Wuqi is dead, the forces behind him will surely make a comeback and attack Qingyuan Miaodao Temple.

There are two choices next. The first choice is to defend the Qingyuan Miaodao Temple to the death, but the final result may be death.

The second person chose to form a group and flee from Xuyue City, so that they would have a way to survive.

(End of this chapter)