After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 483: The sense of oppression from Mo Lin
The terrifying immortal energy burst out and surrounded Mo Lin.

Seven immortal cultivators rushed towards Mo Lin from different directions.

Mo Lin was not panicked at all. He clasped his hands together, gathered his immortal energy, and then condensed into arms behind Mo Lin, and directly fought against the seven immortal cultivators who were rushing towards him.

"This guy is an immortal cultivator at the level of imperial control." A man exclaimed when he saw that Mo Lin was an immortal cultivator at the level of imperial control.

"This elixir is not easy to earn. If we don't handle it well today, we might die here." Another man also looked bitter.

The moment the seven immortal cultivators realized that Mo Lin was an immortal cultivator at the level of imperial control, all their previous sense of superiority disappeared.

Just nervousness.

As fellow immortal cultivators, they knew too well how terrifying the immortal cultivators at the level of controlling techniques were.

There are different levels of immortal cultivation, but only the art of controlling is supreme.

All immortal cultivators know this sentence.

"As long as we consume all his spiritual energy, we can win." A man shouted loudly.

These words are like a ray of light in the darkness.

The moment the seven immortal cultivators heard these words, excitement appeared on their faces again.

drag!
They have a lot of people, and as long as they consume all of Mo Lin’s immortal cultivation, they can kill Mo Lin.

Although the immortal cultivators at the level of controlling magic are powerful, they are still human after all.

With his spiritual energy exhausted, even if Mo Lin was a god, he had no way to turn the tide of the battle.

Afterwards, the seven immortal cultivators distanced themselves from Mo Lin and chose a war of attrition.

I won't fight Mo Lin to death, I will just consume his energy.

When Merlin attacked, they retreated; when Merlin retreated, they attacked.

Seven people took turns to attack, ready to wear Mo Lin down.

In the distance, Yang Wu bit his finger and drew some pattern on the ground with his blood.

The color could be seen draining from his face.

I don't know what this trick is, it's so troublesome to release.

Mo Lin originally wanted to interrupt Yang Wu, but he was entangled by seven immortal cultivators and Mo Lin couldn't get away at all.

"Immortal Art: Snake Immortal." Mo Lin snorted coldly.

As Mo Lin's voice fell, mist suddenly appeared in the sky and a huge black snake slowly emerged.

The huge body is at least as tall as a twenty-story building.

It's different from before.

When Mo Lin used this trick before, the snake fairy would disappear immediately.

But it’s different now, as long as the Mo Lin fairy spirit exists, the snake fairy will always exist.

This is what Mo Lin gained from learning how to use magic from Cui Ming.

The snake fairy rushed towards an immortal cultivator. The immortal cultivator in black had no time to react and was bitten by the snake fairy.

The body was cut in half.

"Invite the immortal: Giant Spiritual Power Immortal."

"Invite the immortal: Nine Heavens Fox Immortal."

After Mo Lin used his magical skills, these people did not dare to delay and used their magical skills one after another.

A huge black bear figure slowly emerged, and then punched the snake fairy on the body.

At the same time, a white fox emitting terrifying pressure also rushed up and bit the snake fairy.

At this moment, it is a contest of immortal skills.

One against another, Mo Lin will not lose.

But now, it is a bit difficult for Mo Lin to face several immortal cultivators alone.

"The Three Heads and Six Arms Dharma Appearance Technique." Mo Lin snorted coldly.

As Mo Lin's voice fell, Mo Lin's figure gradually changed.

The body gradually became larger, and a red fairy aura surrounded Mo Lin.

Mo Lin is like a giant from ancient times.

"The laws of heaven and earth?"

The moment an immortal cultivator saw Mo Lin use this move, he was completely despaired.

It would be fine if Mo Lin was an immortal cultivator at the level of imperial magic, but Mo Lin also had such a powerful immortal magic. How could he be defeated?
Of the original seven immortal cultivators, one has died, leaving six.

The black-clothed immortal cultivator was helpless. At this moment, a sentence popped up in his mind: Money is hard to make, but shit is hard to eat.

This is the first time I have met such a ruthless person. He can deal with seven immortal cultivators alone and is not at all weak.

Two arms condensed with immortal energy appeared behind Mo Lin, and then Mo Lin punched out.

The shadow of the Nine Sky Fox Fairy and the shadow of the Giant Spiritual Power Fairy in front of him were directly smashed to pieces by Mo Lin's punch.

The six immortal cultivators all spat out blood.

"This move of his consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Let's hold on for a while."

The black-clothed immortal cultivator shouted slowly, "As long as we can hold him until his immortal energy is exhausted, we will win."

For them, they only need to exhaust Mo Lin's spiritual energy and they will win the battle.

Jiali looked up at Mo Lin's huge body and was greatly shocked. "Too strong."

It was the first time he saw the horror of a divine master at the level of imperial control.

Only by being on the battlefield in person can you feel the oppression coming from Mo Lin.

A bald man with fair skin looked at Mo Lin from a distance.

"Magic? Evil magic? Combination?" Wan Foli muttered to himself, "Interesting... this guy has something."

Of course, in his opinion, Mo Lin's methods were just interesting.

A bit surprising, that's all.

Mo Lin swung his fist again, and all four arms swung out at the same time.

This punch directly caused the six immortal cultivators to vomit blood.

Mo Lin has four arms, and every time he punches, a huge amount of spiritual energy surges out.

Only the six immortal cultivators working together can withstand Mo Lin's torrential punches.

"His spiritual energy is about to run out." The black-clothed immortal cultivator felt that Mo Lin's spiritual energy was about to run out and showed a little relief.

The other five also gritted their teeth and persevered.

Mo Lin waved his hand, and an extremely ugly female ghost appeared beside Mo Lin.

The woman had distorted facial features, was about one meter tall, and was wearing white dead person's clothes.

The female ghost slowly opened her mouth, then reached into her mouth, took out a painting and handed it to Mo Lin.

After completing these actions, the female ghost returned to Mo Lin's shadow.

This painting was given to Mo Lin by the Snake Immortal in the Xingxiu Snake Immortal's palace.

The painting slowly floated in the air. In the painting was a woman with a stunning appearance, who was the Snake Fairy herself. A huge amount of fairy energy surged out of the painting and flowed into Mo Lin's body.

Mo Lin's spiritual energy was restored again.

The six immortal cultivators in front were now in despair.

They were not immortal cultivators at the level of imperial control, and were no match for Mo Lin.

Now that Mo Lin has restored his strength to its peak with the help of a painting, how can he fight against Mo Lin?

Mo Lin's four fists were swinging out like a rainstorm.

One of the six immortal cultivators finally couldn't bear it anymore. Blood gushed out of his nose and mouth. Then his arms were torn apart and blood flowed from all seven orifices. He was shocked to death.

With the death of one immortal cultivator, the other five are also in danger and may die at any time.

“Clatter…”

Suddenly, heavy rain began to fall from the sky.

The rainstorm was so heavy that it felt like someone was pouring water over one's head with a basin.

Mo Lin was very familiar with this scene.

When he was in Hongzhou, Mo Lin encountered the same scene.

This is the technique used by Shuanglong.

Mo Lin turned his head and looked at Yang Wu in the distance.

Only then did I see that Yang Wu had a head full of white hair and looked ten years older.

"It's all worth it. As long as I can avenge my master, everything is worth it." In order to seek revenge, Yang Wu felt a desperate madness.

He probably used this trick at the cost of his life.

The heavy rain washed the blood off the ground.

Yang Wu waved his hand.

The rain in the sky gathered into a big hand, taking away the five seriously injured immortal cultivators.

"Opportunity!"

Jia Li pointed at the five injured immortals and shouted, "Everyone from the Xingxiu Snake Immortal lineage, what are you waiting for? This is a godsend opportunity."

(End of this chapter)