After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 484 Fighting for Profits

"Kill these five immortal cultivators, and their immortal energy will be yours." Jia Li pointed at the five seriously injured immortal cultivators in front of him and shouted loudly.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger. Kill these five immortal cultivators and divide their immortal energy. Then we will join forces to help Senior Brother Mo Lin to deal with Yang Tian.

After killing Yang Tian, ​​we will divide the elixir."

This one sentence aroused the desires of all the immortal cultivators from the Star Snake Immortal lineage present.

We are all immortal cultivators, who doesn’t understand that wealth and honor can be achieved through risk?

Who has not experienced life and death?
Jiali's words were so dramatic.

There were a total of seven people from the Star Snake Immortal lineage present.

Three are immortal cultivators at the immortal-inviting level, and four are immortal cultivators at the immortal-transforming level.

"Now that the ban has been lifted, the three factions are enemies of each other. If we don't kill them today, they will kill us tomorrow."

Jiali shouted loudly: "I don't care about you. I will seize this opportunity anyway."

Jiali is a transformation-level immortal cultivator. With a try, he can transform a bicycle into a motorcycle.

The other side's five immortal cultivators are now seriously injured, but this is a great opportunity.

Jiali took action, using the magic of shapeshifting. Fairy air surrounded him, his eyes turned yellow, and a snake shadow appeared above his head.

He rushed directly towards the five immortal cultivators in the distance.

Jiali's action triggered a butterfly reaction.

Several immortal cultivators from the Star Snake Immortal lineage who had been hesitating just now, saw Jia Li rushing out and started to take action.

Especially the other few transformation-level immortal cultivators, they were even crazier.

Just rush forward without caring about your life.

It's the kind of thing where I don't mind if you hurt me.

For them, this is definitely the only opportunity.

If you miss this opportunity, there will never be a second one.

Under normal circumstances, when facing a fairy cultivator of the Summoning Immortal Level, they can only wait for death.

But now it’s different. As long as they kill these immortal cultivators of the Summoning Immortal Level and absorb the immortal energy, their strength will increase, and perhaps they can become immortal cultivators of the Summoning Immortal Level.

Who can't be crazy?
The three immortal cultivators at the immortal level did not hesitate and took action one after another.

Yang Wu wanted to help, but was entangled by Mo Lin, so he had no choice but to give up the five immortal cultivators and let them die.

There was no other way, he could only focus on dealing with Mo Lin.

After all, the method used is borrowing magic, and the state of magic cannot be maintained all the time.

Yang Wu made a seal with his fingers, and as he waved his hand, the raindrops in the air stopped abruptly.

The next moment, raindrops condensed into ice swords in the air and stabbed towards Mo Lin.

“Clatter…”

Mo Lin waved his four arms and broke the ice sword flying towards him.

In the distance, Wan Foli was leisurely drinking tea and watching the battle.

It's like watching a play.

“What a pity, this spell is very powerful.

This Yang Wu is not the master of the twenty-four solar terms. After all, he is just borrowing the technique and cannot bring out the exquisiteness of this move.

If it was Gen Shuanglong who performed this move himself, even I would have a headache." Wan Foli commented slowly.

Then he looked at the woman beside him and said slowly: "What do you think?"

The woman was wearing purple clothes and her body was wrapped in a mist, so her face could not be seen clearly.

"The person who uses the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth seems to be Mo Lin?" The purple-clothed woman looked at Mo Lin and said slowly.

"I don't know him." Wan Foli shook his head and said.

He didn't even know someone like Mo Lin who had no reputation.

"You don't know him, but you must know his friends." The woman in purple said again.

"Who is his friend?"

Wan Foli suddenly thought of something, "Dharma image? Zhao Tian?"

Thinking about it carefully, he had also seen Zhao Tian use this trick before.

But Zhao Tian was more cruel than Mo Lin. That night, Zhao Tian used this trick to slaughter many people.

When Zhao Tian's name was mentioned, Wan Foli lost his composure.

In his eyes, Zhao Tian is an absolute madman.

Do things without thinking, without considering the consequences, and even without caring about your life.

"He is friends with Zhao Tian?" Wan Foli exclaimed in disbelief, "That madman Zhao Tian has friends?
That guy doesn't even have humanity, how can he be my friend? "

He was not surprised by the relationship between Zhao Tian and Mo Lin.

What surprised him most was why Zhao Tian had friends?
How can a person who has no humanity have friends?
If a dog on the roadside sees Zhao Tian, ​​it will run away.

How can Zhao Tian make friends?
"Don't underestimate Mo Lin. It was at his hands that Gen Shuanglong died." The purple-clothed woman added again.

"What? Shuanglong is dead?"

Wan Foli exclaimed again, "How could he die?"

Gen Shuanglong is a man who has lived for hundreds of years, and he has a special identity. He is also the master of the twenty-four solar terms, and his magic to control rain is amazing.

Even Wan Foli couldn't kill Geng Shuanglong.

How could Shuanglong die?

The rain never stops, the magic never ends.

Geng Shuanglong can control the rain, and he will not feel tired even if he is asked to fight for thirty days.

How could such an extraordinary person die?

"Are you sure that he was the one who killed Gen Shuanglong?" Wan Foli pointed at Mo Lin's figure and asked the woman in purple.

"Yes, Yang Wu came here to avenge his master." The purple-clothed woman explained.

"Oh, I really was wrong." Wan Foli exclaimed.

To be honest, when he saw Mo Lin, he didn't take Mo Lin seriously.

In fact, in his opinion, Mo Lin is very ordinary.

An immortal cultivator possesses thirteen colors of wish power, and that's all.

Nothing special to see.

I don't understand why Geng Shuanglong died at the hands of Mo Lin.

Can't understand it at all.

At this time, Mo Lin was still fighting with Yang Wu.

Mo Lin used the Three Heads and Six Arms Dharma Image Technique to fight against Yang Wu.

Yang Wu raised his hand, and the rain in the air gathered into a water sword and slashed towards Mo Lin.

Mo Lin raised his hand and used his spiritual energy to resist the attack.

After fighting with Yang Wu, Mo Lin clearly felt that Yang Wu's move was not as powerful as his master's.

At this moment, Jia Li and others rushed towards Yang Wu.

The eight immortal cultivators attacked Yang Wu at the same time.

Just now, they joined forces and killed five immortal cultivators and divided up the immortal energy.

As long as they work together to get rid of Yang Wu, they can get Yang Wu's elixir.

This is their plan.

With the help of these seven people, Mo Lin felt much more relaxed.

Yang Wuze was gradually at a disadvantage.

Mo Lin threw a punch again, and all the rain in the air was blasted away by Mo Lin's punch.

"Kill him and we'll share the elixir." Jiali shouted, "You only have one chance, if you miss it, it's gone.

Don’t hold back, or we might be the ones to die.”

The other immortal cultivators rushed towards Yang Wu as if they were injected with chicken blood.

One of the immortal cultivators had blood dripping from his chest and a wound on his right arm so deep that the bone was visible, but he still kept rushing forward.

For him, this is the only chance to turn things around.

"If you all fight to your death, I won't care anymore." An immortal cultivator at the level of summoning immortals rushed forward regardless of everything.

This group of people are not fighting for Mo Lin.

They are fighting for their own interests and they are all very hardworking.

"Don't worry about your lives, otherwise we will lose everything and none of us will gain any benefit." Another immortal-level cultivator shouted loudly.

Including Jia Li, there were a total of eight immortal cultivators, all of whom were blood-thirsty.

There was an immortal cultivator who simply exchanged injuries for others.

From the moment they took action, there was only one outcome.

Either Yang Wu dies, or they die.

It's that simple, there is no other outcome.

(End of this chapter)