After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 532 Immortal Means
Mo Lin is here to deal with the strange people, so he must not leave easily.

If the problem of the evil man is not solved, many more people will die in the future.

Since Mo Lin has accepted this task, he must resolve this matter thoroughly.

"Boy, do you really think that you can act so arrogantly just because you know a little bit of wild magic?
Do you think that just because you have destroyed the branch of the Burial Immortal Organization on Fallen Street, you can stop taking the Burial Immortal Organization seriously?
Today I will let you see what true immortal arts are."

Liang Miao scolded softly.

He is an immortal who has reincarnated three times, so he must have some means.

Liang Miao formed seals with his hands, and his palms changed rapidly. Silvery-white fairy energy slowly emerged with Liang Miao's movements.

Completely different from the red fairy energy displayed by Mo Lin, Liang Miao's fairy magic is silver-white fairy energy.

Liang Miao raised her arm, then brought it down hard, making a slapping motion.

The next moment, Mo Lin's body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was directly knocked back.

The ghost energy in front of him was destroyed.

Mo Lin didn't even see Liang Miao's attack method clearly before he was knocked back more than a meter, and a burning pain came from his chest.

Fu Li and others in the distance looked desperate at this moment.

Fu Li slumped down on the ground, "It's terrible... It's terrible for the Samsara Immortal?

We are dead today."

Fu Li looked ashen.

He had heard about the horror of the Samsara Immortal.

After three reincarnations, even Cui Ming might not be his match.

The moment he saw Liang Miao break Mo Lin's fairy ghost skill with one move, he was completely desperate.

Fu Li didn't even have the thought of struggling.

If there are a lot of people, that's fine.

But there were only about thirty people here, so it was impossible for them to leave alive.

Seeing Mo Lin being crushed by Liang Miao, Fu Li completely lost his attitude of resistance.

Liang Miao waved her hand, and the silver-white fairy energy fell straight towards Mo Lin like a waterfall falling from the sky.

Mo Lin directly entered the Snake Fairy mode, with crimson fairy energy swirling around him. Just when Mo Lin was about to use 20% of the Snake Fairy's power, an accident happened.

Liang Miao slowly raised her hand and uttered a word coldly, "Seal"

The next moment, all of Mo Lin's magic skills disappeared.

This is the art of sealing the immortal.

Liang Miao is the owner of the Immortal Sealing Technique.

The props used by some people in the Immortal Burial Organization before had the power to seal immortal arts. It was Liang Miao who engraved the immortal sealing arts into the props.

This is the horror of the Samsara Immortal.

Even Mo Lin felt the pressure.

This feeling is exactly the same as when I faced Gen Shuanglong in Hongzhou.

Even more stressful.

Back then, when Mo Lin was in Hongzhou and dealing with the ancestor of the Hongzhou Gen family, a scholar ghost seemed to have used a similar trick.

They are all this kind of technique to seal the immortal arts.

The magic that Mo Lin was about to use suddenly disappeared.

It’s so frustrating.

Ever since he met the Immortal Burial Organization, Mo Lin has been feeling so depressed.

Unable to use his magic, Mo Lin's strength was reduced by at least half, or even more.

It's a pity to have all the skills but not be able to use them.

Who wouldn’t feel aggrieved?
"boom!"

When the silver-white fairy air fell on Mo Lin, it felt like he was hit by a train. Mo Lin flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

A layer of pitch-black flames surrounded Mo Lin.

Just now, it was a layer of flames that helped Mo Lin block a huge amount of damage.

Otherwise, Mo Lin might have been seriously injured.

Mo Lin felt very frustrated.

He couldn't use his magic, otherwise he wouldn't have been beaten like a dog.

For Liang Miao, beating Mo Lin was as easy as beating a dog.

But the key is that Mo Lin does not have enough ability to fight back.

Yun Xuexue raised her right hand, and the snowflakes on the ground gathered and condensed into an ice wall that trapped Liang Miao.

Liang Miao and Yun Xuexue fought.

Mo Lin was very glad that he brought Yun Xuexue here.

If it weren't for Yun Xuexue, Mo Lin might have ended up in a miserable situation.

Yun Xuexue is really strong. Facing the Immortal of Three Reincarnations, she is not weak at all.

Even vaguely gain the upper hand.

Mo Lin could only watch in embarrassment.

"Mo Lin, this guy is a three-time immortal. I can't kill him." Yun Xuexue shouted at Mo Lin.

When they reach this level, it is almost impossible to kill them. No one is a pushover, and everyone has their own abilities.

It is possible to determine victory or defeat, but it is difficult to determine life or death.

Even if she wins, Liang Miao can still escape.

Liang Miao is not stupid, she will definitely run away if she can't win.

Only Geng Shuanglong was an exception. He was a very powerful being, but he died at the hands of Nüba.

Dozens of thoughts flashed through Mo Lin's mind quickly.

"Nuba, come out and help me." Mo Lin shouted slowly.

Mo Lin used the power of Nüba to destroy Gen Shuanglong in the past, and this time Mo Lin also wanted to use the power of Nüba to destroy Liang Miao.

"You are mentally ill."

Hearing Nüba's scolding, Mo Lin felt sick all over.

“The last time I attacked you, your injuries hadn’t healed yet, and you still dared to let me attack you?

Are you really going to die?" Nüba scolded.

Last time, Nuba tried not to use her strength as much as possible, but she still caused considerable damage to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin's body couldn't support calling her again.

"If I go out, I will die."

Nüba only left these words and then disappeared completely.

This time, she will definitely not take action.

All in all, Mo Lin is not strong enough.

Mo Lin gritted his teeth, took out the judge's pen, and then threw it away.

The sky was instantly covered with ghostly aura.

The pitch-black ghostly energy spread across the sky like dark clouds.

You can hear the roars of ghosts.

"Array of Ten Thousand Ghosts." Mo Lin snorted coldly.

All the ghosts gathered.

With Liang Miao as the center, the pitch-black ghost energy enveloped Liang Miao.

Fu Li completely collapsed on the ground at this time, with all the hair on his body standing up.

Mo Lin always brings him shock every time.

Mo Lin is not the Immortal of Samsara, but his strength is no worse than that of the Immortal of Samsara.

Even stronger.

He knows magic, Taoism, and is a mortal immortal.

He also possesses the ability to control ghosts.

One person controlling thousands of ghosts is definitely the most shocking scene he has ever seen in his life.

As the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation gradually unfolds.

A terrifying feeling of oppression suddenly emerged.

Fu Li's scalp tingled. A battle of this level was not something that small fry like them could participate in.

Before he met Mo Lin, he always thought he was very strong.

After encountering what happened today, Fu Li felt that he was just an ant.

Liang Miao also slowly took action. He raised his arm and a golden light burst out. "Get back here."

As Liang Miao's scolding voice fell.

The world suddenly turned gray.

Everything around me has lost its original color.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation was actually moving backwards little by little.

Mo Lin watched his actions being repeated before his eyes, and then returned to the actions before he cast the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation.

"Fuck."

Even someone as strong as Mo Lin could only use this word to describe his feelings at this moment.

This is too outrageous.

This is really a fairy method, going back in time.

Time goes back to before Mo Lin performed the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation.

Mo Lin felt his own condition. Although the time had gone back to before he cast the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation, the strength in his body had been truly consumed.

"Oh my god. What kind of magical trick is this?"

The word "shocked" is not enough to describe Fu Li's shock.

After watching Mo Lin’s battle, his three views were overturned.

Only then did he realize that his methods were completely childish in front of Mo Lin and others.

Just watching Mo Lin fight made his scalp tingle.

In a battle of this level, even if the Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony was held, it would probably not bring any benefit.

(End of this chapter)