After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 388: Luxurious Battle

“Are you going to embark on the path of evil cultivation?

Do you want to be an evil cultivator?" Gen Wan asked Mo Lin, gritting his teeth.

In Gen Wan's opinion, Mo Lin's protection of Qin Yuyu is no different from that of an evil cultivator.

"Your Gen family bullied Cui Xinyun, and I want to vent her anger." Mo Lin said to Gen Wan slowly.

That’s right, this is Mo Lin’s main purpose.

Rather than venting his anger, it would be more accurate to say that Mo Lin wanted to use today's incident to give the Gen family a warning, to let that group of people know who they should not mess with.

"Mo Lin, you are just a person who prevents disasters, not a person who responds to fate.

Don't take yourself too seriously." On the left, Wan said that he was a person who warded off disasters, and on the right, he said that he was a person who brought good fortune upon himself.

It's obvious that he doesn't take Mo Lin seriously.

It was as if in his eyes, people who prevent disasters are not human beings, but lowly things.

Originally, Mo Lin felt a little uncomfortable because of Cui Xinyun's serious injury. After hearing what Gen Wan said, Mo Lin became even more unhappy.

If he doesn't teach Gen Wan a lesson today, the Gen family will really think that Mo Lin is a soft persimmon who is easy to bully.

"You all heard it. Mo Lin wants to protect the evil cultivator, Qin Yuyu."

Gen Wan pointed at Mo Lin and said to the crowd, "Everyone, follow me and kill Mo Lin.

If Mo Lin is not killed today, he will become an evil cultivator in the future, which will be a disaster for the entire human world."

Gen Wan wanted to instigate the people around him to join him in dealing with Mo Lin.

Feng Mingyu showed his silvery white teeth.

"Who among you wants to take action against Brother Mo?" Feng Mingyu asked the people in front of him with a smile.

"Sister Feng, I'll listen to you." A young Taoist stepped forward and said to Feng Mingyu.

Feng Mingyu raised her right palm, and the talisman paper floated above her palm. Bursts of lightning surged out and floated in her palm.

"What about you?" Feng Mingyu asked the other dozens of people.

"Sister Feng, we will listen to you." A middle-aged man stepped forward and took the lead in expressing his opinion.

Afterwards, everyone stood behind Feng Mingyu. Although they didn't say anything, this action said it all.

They listened to Feng Mingyu.

As for who Mo Lin is, it actually has nothing to do with them.

This group of people also believe in people who are destined to be robbed, and they also know that there will definitely be people who are destined to be robbed.

But do those things have anything to do with them?

What benefits will they get from helping Gen Wan deal with Mo Lin?

What's more, they were originally following Feng Mingyu.

No matter from what angle, they have no reason to help Gen Wan.

Feng Mingyu sneered at Gen Wan, "Sorry, these people listen to me."

At this moment, Feng Mingyu knew that she had finally become a character in Mo Lin's story.

"What are you guys trying to do? Helping the evil cultivators? Bringing disaster to the human world?" Gen Wan directly praised Mo Lin and the others.

Evil practitioners are indeed condemned by everyone.

But now this matter is obviously not just a problem of evil cultivators.

Everyone just looked at Gen Wan coldly without saying a word. Their attitude was very clear: they would not help Gen Wan.

And he would never fall out with Mo Lin.

"A bunch of trash."

Gen Wan snorted coldly and scolded Mo Lin, "You are just a disaster prevention person, don't be so arrogant.
Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have the Netherworld Fire."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gen Wan raised his right hand, and a ball of purple flame instantly gushed out and danced in the center of his palm.

Then the flames seemed to be poured with gasoline, boiling instantly and burning rapidly, with purple flames gushing out more than one meter high.

"Don't think you're the only one who possesses the divine fire."

Gen Wan's attitude was very clear. He was telling Mo Lin that he also had the divine fire.

The moment he saw the purple flame, Feng Mingyu frowned slightly and looked alert.

Mo Lin stared closely at the purple flames.

No wonder Gen Wan dares to be so arrogant, it turns out this is his trump card.

"I don't want to fight you now."

Gen Wan looked in Mo Lin's direction and said slowly, "Don't cause trouble for yourself."

Mo Lin was too lazy to listen to Gen Wan's nonsense and just started to fight.

The Netherworld Fire gushed out instantly, and the pitch-black flame appeared behind Mo Lin, covering Gen Wanwan like a black waterfall.

Gen Wan was not at all weak. He raised his right hand and purple flames surged out, directly blocking Mo Lin's Netherworld Fire.

Both are divine fire.

Simply competing in divine fire abilities, it was hard to tell who was the best for a moment.

Mo Lin used the Qingyuan Miaodao Jue to condense the Dharma body of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun.

The Dharma body of Qingmiaomiao Dao Zhenjun, which was more than two meters tall, appeared behind Mo Lin.

The Dharma body of Qingyuan Miaodao, emitting golden light, was wearing armor and holding a three-pointed, two-edged sword, and slashed at Gen Wan.

Gen Wan did not resist Mo Lin's attack head-on, he chose to dodge.

With the appearance of the Dharma body of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, the sense of oppression suddenly increased.

The Dharma body of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun completely crushed Gen Wan.

Although Gen Wan possesses purple flames, the purple flames resist Mo Lin's Netherworld Fire, which puts him at a disadvantage.

Gen Wan chose to delay time, and when the time was up, Mo Lin's Dharma body of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun would disappear.

This level of Taoist magic will consume Taoist power.

The longer the time lasts, the more Taoist power is consumed.

Everyone knows this truth.

It would cost several years of spiritual power just by wasting it.

He didn't believe that Mo Lin possessed a lot of Taoist power.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Genwan's forehead was already covered with sweat.

Looking at Mo Lin again, he had a relaxed expression on his face, without any sign of nervousness at all.

Moreover, the Dharma body of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun is still continuing.

You know, it’s been more than ten minutes.

How many years of spiritual energy would this consume?
ten years?

Twenty years?
Thirty years?
Where did Mo Lin get all these years of Taoist power?
Feng Mingyu looked at Mo Lin in surprise, "Is this Mo Lin's power?"

Only after standing next to Mo Lin in person could she personally experience how powerful Mo Lin was.

This is not as powerful as it seems.

Mo Lin's strength comes from his bones.

He is the kind of powerful person who has experienced life-and-death battles and possesses a rich foundation.

"Is this the horror of Mo Lin?" Gen Wan couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although he was Mo Lin's enemy, at this moment, he also admired Mo Lin's strength.

He is worthy of being the one who kills the evil Buddha. Although he is not the one who is destined to do so, his strength is really strong.

Even if he is a ninth-level Taoist practitioner, he is no more than this, right?

How many years of Tao power does Mo Lin have?

How dare you spend like this?
Dao power is mostly the trump card for people to save their lives.

Ordinary people would not use this kind of trump card unless it was a matter of life and death.

Mostly luxury.

Who among us would dare to waste our spiritual energy like this?
Feng Mingyu smiled bitterly, "Okay, this is Mo Lin."

Only Mo Lin could do such a luxurious thing.

This kind of thing only happened to Mo Lin.

The group of people behind Feng Mingyu were so surprised that they were speechless.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was already in turmoil.

He was even feeling lucky that he didn't help Gen Wan deal with Mo Lin.

Otherwise, I don’t know how I would die.

Gen Wan was in a particularly bad state at this time. He had originally planned to counterattack after Mo Lin's Taoist power was exhausted.

Unexpectedly, Mo Lin's Taoist power seemed to be endless and could not be consumed at all.

(End of this chapter)