After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 409: The Real Immortal Technique

"Everyone, step back." Mo Lin ordered coldly.

As Mo Lin's voice fell, all the ghosts around him left.

Then, the surrounding environment changed again.

It’s still the same hotel, and the same familiar environment.

Everything is back to normal.

It's as if nothing had happened.

Zhu Ci looked at Mo Lin in shock.

He knew very well that what he had just done was not a dream.

He actually took a trip to the underworld.

"Just let that woman go like that?" Zhu Ci asked Mo Lin.

"She won't live more than three days." Mo Lin said to Zhu Ci slowly.

Zhu Ci swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

The woman's soul was eaten by ghosts and torn into pieces. She could not live for more than three days.

"Let's go and meet the old man who is called a god."

Mo Lin had originally planned to wait until night to meet the old man.

But now Mo Lin has changed his mind.

Zhu Ci followed behind Mo Lin.

His eyes were fixed on Mo Lin's back.

Mo Lin’s previous performance in the underworld shocked Zhu Ci’s worldview.

Only at this moment did he realize that Mo Lin was not simple.

Or rather mysterious.

“Before, the underworld was in chaos and the ghost realm rose up. There was a man who destroyed the ghost realm with his own strength.

That person can't be you, right?" Zhu Ci thought of something and asked Mo Lin.

"Yes, it's me." Mo Lin nodded and admitted it readily.

There is nothing to hide.

Zhu Ci took a deep breath. He was actually making a joke.

Unexpectedly, the person who destroyed the ghost realm was actually Mo Lin.

The human world limits Mo Lin's ability to display his strength.

In the underworld, Mo Lin can exert his full strength.

The two were walking on the street and stopped a passerby to ask about the location of the old immortal.

The old immortal was well-known in Xihai City, and his location was easily found out.

People live in the fairy temple in the west.

This immortal temple was built by the people of Xihai City for the old immortal.

Mo Lin and Zhu Ci arrived at the Temple of Immortals and were immediately shocked.

It is more like a magnificent villa than a temple.

There are three big characters "Shenxian Temple" at the door.

When you walk into the temple, you will see that the decoration here is very luxurious.

The floor of the door is gilded.

This place has absolutely nothing to do with the temple.

It is a villa with an independent yard.

Zhu Ci followed closely behind Mo Lin and walked into the yard.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Ci's pupils suddenly shrank.

As soon as you walk into the yard, you can feel a sense of death.

It is in stark contrast to the previous vigor and vitality.

"Reverse the Yin-Yang Formation?" Zhu Ci muttered to himself as he looked at the surrounding environment.

Yin energy gathers here.

It's a place where ghosts are raised.

It looks very ordinary from the outside, but once you walk in, you will find that it is a completely different world.

In the distance, an old man with a hunched back slowly appeared.

The old man had a head full of white hair and was skinny.

This old man is Qihui, who is known as the old immortal.

When Qihui saw that Molin was alive, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Even the little ghost's fatal skill couldn't kill you. It seems you are quite capable."

"I have never offended you, why are you causing trouble for me?" Mo Lin asked Qihui.

"If you want to take my magic, I will not let you live."

Qihui spoke to Molin confidently.

When Qihui blessed Molin for the first time, he unexpectedly realized that Molin came here to seek the magic of immortality.

After knowing Mo Lin's motive, he decided to kill him.

The magic belongs to him, and no one else can touch it.

Over the years, some people came here to seek magical arts, but they were all killed by Qihui.

He had only one reason for doing this.

He does not allow others to steal his magic.

Mo Lin stood there in a daze for a few seconds before he reacted.

There really is magic, but it is not in the Temple of Heavenly Kings.

The magic is here with Qihui.

All the thoughts came together and then exploded like a volcano. Before coming here, Mo Lin thought of thousands of reasons.

For example, Qihui knows Genjia, or Qihui knows Xin Ziruo.

That's why he wanted to kill Mo Lin.

I never expected that it was because of magic.

Isn't this what is called worrying about nothing?

Qihui possesses magical powers and is afraid that others will snatch them from him, so he kills anyone who covets them.

It's so clever that I was misled by my cleverness.

If Qihui didn't have the intention to kill Molin.

If Mo Lin fails to obtain the magic, he will leave.

By some strange coincidence, Mo Lin really found the magic.

Zhu Ci was also suddenly awakened.

There really is a magical power, and it is in Qihui's hands.

"You guys came to Xihai City just to steal my magic, didn't you?"

Qihui's expression gradually became ferocious, "The magic is mine, no one can take it away.

I will kill anyone who tries to steal my magic."

This state is close to madness.

"Actually, I..." Mo Lin wanted to explain something.

But when he saw Qihui's crazy expression, he swallowed the words back.

In Qihui's current state, he couldn't hear what Molin said.

I feel like Qihui is a little mentally unstable.

To put it bluntly, it's like a mental illness.

I don’t know if it’s a side effect of practicing magic.

"Ghost summoning technique!" Qihui changed the movements of his hands.

Black light surged out from the ground formation, and the pitch-black ground was bubbling like a swamp.

Then ghosts floated out from the ground one after another.

The ghosts emerged and floated beside Mo Lin.

These ghosts were all wearing the same white clothes, with long hair draped over their shoulders, and their faces could not be seen.

This is not a magic technique, it is a way to control ghosts.

These ghosts are also called little fairy ghosts.

It absorbed the scent of incense and was far more powerful than ordinary ghosts.

Between immortals and ghosts.

Mo Lin was not afraid at all. He raised his right hand and a bright red underworld robe appeared on his body.

Then the Netherworld Fire appeared behind Mo Lin.

Mo Lin swung the crystal blue sword in his hand suddenly and rushed directly towards the three little immortal ghosts.

The crystal blue sword collided with the little fairy ghost.

The Netherworld Fire emerged and directly trapped the three little immortal ghosts.

Pitch-black flames burned in the air.

A little fairy ghost suddenly looked up, a bright red light emerged from the depths of his eyes, and then a scent of incense gushed out. He rushed out of the black flames and pounced towards Mo Lin.

Even Mo Lin's underworld sword couldn't stop this ghost.

Helplessly, Mo Lin summoned the Qin King's Sword.

The King of Qin's sword was unsheathed, and the terrifying pressure instantly emerged.

Mo Lin slashed out with his sword, and with the help of the Qin King Sword, he was able to suppress a small fairy ghost.

The little fairy ghost was cultivated through special methods.

Every ghost is extremely difficult to deal with.

It’s a pity, little fairy ghost, that you met Mo Lin.

This makes it difficult for these little fairies and ghosts to fully display their strength.

Zhu Ci, who was standing by, was watching the fight but did not take any action.

With the help of the Qin King Sword, Mo Lin directly suppressed the three little fairy ghosts.

This Qihui is a real talent.

Cultivating three little fairy ghosts is enough to make him invincible in Xihai City.

"Don't try to take the magic from me, no one can."

Qihui scolded.

A burst of white steam emerged from its body.

Then golden light appeared in his eyes.

The eyeballs have vertical pupils.

Just like a fox's eyes.

The originally skinny body quickly became younger.

His appearance is also recovering.

There is a golden stripe on the left side of his cheek.

Fairy spirit permeates the air.

This is magic.

The real magic.

This was also Mo Lin's first direct contact with magic.

(End of this chapter)