After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 449 The Weakest of Them Meet the Strongest of Him

There is no fairy-like picture.

There is no prosperous scenery either.

The place was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

This fairy cave is less than ten square meters and is extremely crowded.

The surroundings were not walls, but walls made up of lumps of meat.

It's like the skin of a toad, with some areas raised and some sunken.

The surrounding flesh was still rising and falling like a heart.

Moreover, the spiritual energy here is pitifully thin.

It was completely different from the palace where Mo Lin had stayed before.

Mo Lin stayed in the Snake Fairy Palace for a few hours, which was equivalent to staying here for a few days.

This is the immortal cave of ordinary immortal cultivators.

At this moment, Mo Lin realized one thing: he was special.

The Star Snake Fairy took special care of Mo Lin.

"Do immortal cultivators at the level of controlling magic also practice in this kind of immortal cave?" Mo Lin asked a question that concerned him a lot.

“Of course.” Xiang Wu added: “I don’t know about other immortal palaces, but the Xingxiu Snake Immortal Palace and the cultivation cave are all the same.

Only the Snake Immortal’s cultivation palace is different from ours.”

"I was lucky enough to see the Snake Fairy Palace once. It was like heaven, full of fairy spirit."

The moment the Snake Fairy Palace was mentioned, Xiangwu's face showed envy.

"Brother, where is your immortal cave for cultivation?" Xiang Wu asked Mo Lin puzzledly.

"It's inside." Mo Lin made up an excuse and answered perfunctorily.

It can't be said that Mo Lin and the Snake Fairy share the same training palace, right?

Anyone with a bit of brains wouldn't be so stupid as to say such foolish words.

Showing off would only bring unnecessary trouble to Mo Lin.

After Mo Lin chatted with Xiang Wu for a few words, he left.

After leaving Xiangwu's cave of practice, Mo Lin returned along the same route.

Mo Lin gained a lot from this trip to the Immortal Palace. Not only did his immortal energy recover, but he also learned some unexpected things.

Outside the cave.

Zhu Ci stared outside with a tight expression.

He wandered around the ground anxiously, glancing at the unconscious Mo Lin from time to time.

At the foot of the mountain, there were sounds of footsteps and lights.

It seems like someone is going up the mountain.

It was unclear who was coming, and Zhu Ci felt particularly nervous.

If the Gen family comes looking for us, it will be troublesome.

If it was just an ordinary Taoist from the Gen family coming, it would be okay and we could barely resist them.

But if the immortal cultivators from the Gen family come, it will be troublesome.

Zhu Ci can't stop the immortal cultivators.

Zhu Ci didn't dare touch Mo Lin casually, for fear of causing discomfort to Mo Lin.

The sound of footsteps at the foot of the mountain gradually approached.

Then a group of people appeared.

There were about a dozen people, wearing black coats and holding flashlights, searching the mountain.

"There's someone here." a man shouted.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen people gathered around quickly.

I am really afraid of what will happen.

Zhu Ci was afraid that the Gen family would come, but he didn't expect to actually meet the Gen family.

There are thirteen people in front of me, all of them are practitioners.

There is no immortal cultivator.

Come to think of it, immortal cultivators are not common people and can be found everywhere.

"Kill him." a bald man ordered.

They were only ordered to search the mountain to prevent anyone from hiding there.

Unexpectedly, we really found the fish that slipped through the net.

The other twelve people rushed towards Zhu Ci together.

Zhu Ci felt a headache.

He was not afraid of the people in front of him, but he did not dare to use Taoist magic.

If Zhu Ci uses Taoist magic excessively, he will attract the attention of the female ghost of Huangquan.

He had barely managed to escape from the Yellow Springs ghost's pursuit. If he used any Taoist magic, he would be noticed by the Yellow Springs ghost and would then be caught in an endless pursuit again.

But Molin was still in a coma, which made Zhu Ci speechless.

Zhu Ci tore off a jade pendant from his chest and shouted, "Ancestor, please protect me."

The jade pendant emitted a faint silver-white light, and then the light suddenly surged.

A general wearing armor and holding a Qinglongwan Moon Blade appeared. One of the four great marshals, Marshal Guan.

Marshal Guan appeared, holding the Qinglongwan Moon Blade, and slashed forward, directly forcing back the people in front of him.

When the bald man saw that Zhu Ci had actually summoned a god, he showed a look of fear and did not dare to rush forward rashly.

Just stand there and confront the bald man.

This group of people refused to leave and just stayed here.

Zhu Ci didn't take any action either, and the situation remained in a stalemate.

Wait... He was waiting for Mo Lin to wake up.

The best way right now is to delay.

As for killing the group of people in front of him, Zhu Ci couldn't do it.

He didn't dare to overuse his magic.

Zhu Ci feels particularly depressed now.

If he wasn't afraid of being hunted by the Yellow Springs female ghost, he wouldn't have dared to use Taoist magic.

It is not possible that he cannot even defeat a group of ordinary Taoist practitioners.

The bald man soon discovered the clue and found that Zhu Ci seemed afraid to take action.

"Everyone, work together to defeat this god." the bald man gave the order.

So everyone took action.

Each of them uses their own methods.

Some people use the six-color wish power, while others use two Taoist magics at the same time.

Various forces gathered together and hit Marshal Guan hard.

Marshal Guan wielded his Green Dragon Crescent Blade and slashed forward.

“Boom…”

The explosion was deafening.

Cracks appeared on the jade pendant in Zhu Ci's hand and it was about to break.

He knew very well that if he didn't take action, he might die here today.

Zhu Ci glanced at Mo Lin who was still unconscious unwillingly.

"Forget it, give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Ci was ready to use his Taoist magic.

Just when Zhu Ci was about to take action, an accident happened.

A hand was placed on Zhu Ci's shoulder.

"It's OK, you don't have to do anything."

Zhu Ci was very familiar with this voice. It was Mo Lin's voice.

"You're finally awake." Zhu Ci breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mo Lin wake up.

Mo Lin looked at the thirteen people in front of him with an expressionless face.

When Mo Lin woke up, he had a scroll in his hand.

Mo Lin carefully put away the scroll, then looked at the people rushing towards him.

They are all a group of Taoist practitioners, and you don’t even need to use magic to deal with them.

Mo Lin's way of dealing with the group of people in front of him was completely a dimensionality reduction attack.

Mo Lin raised his hand and directly summoned the thirteen colors of wish power.

Once Mo Lin made a move, he reached the limit of a Red Dust Immortal.

The moment the bald man saw the thirteen-color wish power, the blood suddenly disappeared from his face.

Mo Lin only made a slight move, but it was already the limit of a Red Dust Immortal.

How do these people compare with Mo Lin?
This was the strength of the first generation of responders.

Thirteen colors of wish power surged out, floating in the air like silk, trapping everyone in front of him.

"Run..." the bald man ordered.

Everyone ran in different directions, trying to escape from Mo Lin.

Mo Lin raised his hand, thirteen colors of willpower gathered together, and then rushed towards the people in front of him.

It's just the blink of an eye.

The thirteen people in front of me are all dead.

The power gap is too great.

The strongest person here is the bald man, the Seven-Colored Red Dust Immortal.

This group of people didn't even have the ability to resist in Mo Lin's hands and were killed instantly.

All they can say is that they were unlucky. They happened to meet the strongest Mo Lin here.

If they hadn't met Mo Lin, they might have had a chance to escape.

But I happened to meet Mo Lin.

You can only consider yourself unlucky.

"Why did you kill them all? You didn't even leave any one alive to ask about the Gen family." Zhu Ci said excitedly when he saw Mo Lin killed all the people.

(End of this chapter)