Chapter 2036

At the moment, Mo Wen's face is as gloomy as water, his eyes are as red as blood, and his killing machine shoots violently, which is as terrible as the coming of the God of killing, giving people a feeling of infinite terror and terror.

The old man, the patron saint, was scared to death by Mo Wen's merciless eyes. His whole body suddenly softened, and he was like a pool of mud. Mo Wen put it in his hand.

"I'll count to three. If you can't give me a satisfactory answer at this time, you'd better take your miraculous skills to see Yama."

"One." The old man, the patron saint, trembled violently, and his eyes became more frightened. Just now, he thought he could destroy Mo Wen with the help of the great man, but now it seems that it's better to rely on himself to ask for help.

"Two!" He knew that once the word "three" came out, Mo Wen would not hesitate to destroy his spirit.

For a long time in the void of soul ring, he knows Mo Wen's means and behavior very well. If you dare to fight against him, Mo Wen will make you regret it.

"..." when Mo Wen opened his mouth and was about to say the word "three", the old man's will finally collapsed. He could not help shouting wildly: "don't... Don't kill me, I promise you, teach you magic power!"

At this moment, the patron saint really felt the infinite approaching of death. He knew that under the threat of the spirit, don't ask if he was completely crazy. Anything could be done.

If I continue to be stubborn, treat the magic power as a treasure, and refuse to teach it to him, then I will die, and I will not be spared.

For the sake of Xing's life, even if he teaches Mo Wen the magic power of virtual fire, he has to bear the bitter fruit of a sharp reduction of his strength, and the consequences of this magic power's ineffectiveness to Mo Wen in the future.

After all, there is only one life. If you lose it, you will never die. What's more, he knows that Mo Wen will destroy his spirit at any time.

"What are you waiting for? My patience is limited Don't ask any more, because the remaining light of his eyes could see that the blood dragon halberd was helpless to the gray vortex of the void, and it was difficult to rush in, let alone resist the spirit.

Don't ask who the person who doesn't know Lingjiang is, what kind of supernatural power he has, and what his cultivation strength is. But there is a very terrible threat in front of him, which is an unchangeable fact.

In such a situation, Mo Wen can only do everything to strengthen himself, so as to meet the arrival of the Lingjiang master.

No matter what the result is, Mo can't wait to die. It's not his style.

The vainly fire power of the patron saint is a great gift he prepared for the master who didn't know how powerful the spirit came to him. Therefore, in any case, he has to master this unique skill in the shortest time. With his evil spirit and spiritual power, he may be able to make the master fly away.

As the saying goes: art is not too much pressure, in the case of strength is not as good as people, more than one magic, maybe in the critical moment of life and death, play a decisive role in Xing.

"I'm sorry, there's no cultivation formula for this magic power..." the patron saint immediately murmured to the truth.

"Do you really want to die?" However, when Mo Wen heard this, it changed his taste. He thought that the patron saint was still playing tricks.

As soon as the words came to an end, don't ask if you've already made a sudden effort with your right hand. You're about to break the old man's neck.

"Ah... Don't be angry, young man. Please listen to me. There is no magic formula for this magic power. It can only be passed on by spiritual power..." the patron saint, whose eyes suddenly protruded, rushed to do his best and roared wildly.

As if he was afraid that if he spoke slowly, he would be attacked by Mo Wen.

Don't ask Wen Yan. His right hand was just a little loose. The patron saint coughed two times. After a ray of resentment flashed through his eyes, he immediately lowered his head, pretended to be terrified and said: "little sir, what I said is true. There is no cultivation method for this magical power. It can only be passed on by spiritual power, If you don't believe it, I can swear it

The old man, the guardian God, was very proud. Once Mo Wen accepted his teaching, he could kill him during this period of time, because when the spirit power was passed on, the other person's mind would have a very short period of blank state. However, although the time was short, the old man, the guardian God, had enough confidence to kill Mo Wen, At that time, will the burning of virtual fire be solved soon?

However, if you do this, there is also a great risk. If you are not careful, you may suffer serious backfire when you kill Mo Wen, which will lead to confusion of energy in your body, resulting in a violent death.

You know, Mo Wen's cultivation is not an ordinary master. Now that he has combined the power of two spirit stones, and the evil spirit is so fierce, the old man is not sure that he can get rid of these threats.

But this old guy can't care so much. At the moment, he hates Mo Wen. As long as he can kill him, even if he takes a certain risk, he will not hesitate.

"Spiritual power inheritance? All right, come on After that, Mo Wen immediately shook his body, stepped out of his body and stood aside.

Before entering here, Mo Wen was well prepared. Although the body is very important to him now, he has no other choice. If the virtual fire is inherited, Mo Wen can be used to melt the evil spirit and transform into a new power. In this way, once his body is destroyed, he will not lose much and can rebuild his body at any time, As long as we integrate into the soul, we can re form a new life.

This is mo Wen's way to recast his body after killing Lei Fuyong. Although Mo Wen's strength has been suppressed here, Mo Wen must be well prepared when the Lingjiang master is coming. Compared with the guardian God and Lingjiang master, the gap between them is not a little bit, so Mo Wen must make a choice.

I don't know which is more important than which. As for the patron saint, how can his conspiracy deceive me?

When the old man was fighting "little nine nine nine" in his heart, although he covered it up very well and could not be traced, he was still seen a clue by Mo Wen. Therefore, he decided to let his body accept the spiritual power inheritance. As long as he controls this magic power, he will soon control it. In this way, he can also prevent ten thousand one, and he can successfully acquire this supernatural power, It is the safest and safest way to avoid any accident.

After countless times of life and death, don't ask that he is not the young man before. How can he put himself in a dangerous situation?

If he really does what the patron saint says and accepts the method of spiritual power inheritance, I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to die.

Seeing Mo Wen standing there motionless, the patron saint should have been happy, but he found that Mo Wen's spirit had left the body, and the spirit was floating in the air. He was staring at him angrily, just like a supervisor. As long as the old man made a little move, he would be killed by Mo Wen, He was immediately dumbfounded: "you... You don't believe me?"

"Little special nonsense, one more word, I'll let you live forever!" Don't ask coldly. Your voice is like the wind in winter. You will shiver when you hear it.

"Well... Well!" The patron saint nodded bitterly, and his fear of Mo Wen increased again. What he did not expect was that this young man was so clever and cunning. It was extremely difficult for him to be fooled. It seemed that his plan was doomed to fail. Now it was his body to accept the inheritance, and he could not do it by himself. After all, Don't ask the spirit is still staring at it, if you dare to play a little heart, I'm afraid the result will be very sad.

"Come on! I don't have so much patience to linger any longer... "Seeing that the patron saint was very reluctant, he suddenly drank.

"Yes, yes! Little sir... I immediately... "The patron saint was more bitter in his heart, so he had to raise his right hand and press it on Mo Wen's chest.

"Please accept the inheritance!" The old guy, patron saint, is bitter in his heart, but his face is even worse. It's too late to say anything now. The old guy, patron saint, is angry and resentful now, and his heart is secretly regretful. He hates himself. Why didn't he make a decision when he came out of the soul ring, and try his best to kill him, so as to solve this big problem as soon as possible.

If he was just out of the soul ring, he would immediately use all the magical means to Mo Wen. Mo Wen had not got the spirit stone at that time, and he was not his opponent at all. In that case, he would not be trampled by Mo Wen now.

In this extremely complex mood, the old guy's palm of the patron saint quickly gushes out red sparks, and through Mo Wen's body, it continuously gushes out.

These red Mars are all transformed by the energy in the old man's body, the guardian God. They are the fire of the virtual fire power, also known as the fire source.

Once you have these kinds of fire, you can easily use the magic power of virtual fire in the future.

"Originally, this magic power needs fire?" With the progress of inheritance, through the spiritual connection with the body, Mo Wenxun knows the key point of this magic power.

At the same time, with Mo Wen's gradual realization of this magic power, the red sparks from the old guy's palm have all poured into Mo Wen's body, like snowballs, accumulating more and more.

In this process of inheritance, Mo Wen can clearly sense that the whole mind and body are in a blank state at the moment, unable to think at all, and can only passively accept the source of fire.

When you find this, don't ask if the murderous spirit in your eyes can't help shooting wildly. Originally, he was just guessing and didn't know the old guy's plot, but now, he knows it clearly. The clue that the old guy showed before is obviously to take advantage of the blank state of his mind during the period when he accepted the inheritance to kill him.

This spirit is really hateful. It's too cheap to kill him.

Being locked by Mo Wen's eyes full of monstrous murders, the old man was so scared that he had a cold war. But at the moment, he was in a dilemma and could not stop. He could only transport fire to his body in a state of trembling.

Time goes by quietly. When the Lingjiang master in the gray vortex has completely condensed most of his body, the inheritance is finally completed successfully.

"Shua!" In a flash, Mo Wen's body is perfectly integrated with the spirit. Under the inner vision of his mind, Mo Wen immediately finds that there is an extra fire in his body.

In this kind of fire, there is a kind of fire that destroys the sky and the earth, which belongs to Xing's power. He can clearly feel that this kind of fire and Sha Qi are very harmonious, not mutually exclusive, and even very friendly, which confirms Mo Wen's judgment that Sha Qi can absolutely merge into a new force along with the fire's ability of opposing the sky and powerful.

With this kind of fire, not only don't ask about the comprehensive strength, but also can greatly improve one's edge. In the future, when facing the enemy, it will be more able to surprise and win by surprise. Maybe it can save lives.

"Little... Little sir, I have taught you this magic power according to your instructions. Now you can spare my Xing's life?" The patron saint looked at Mo with a complicated look and begged for help.

"If you don't play any tricks, I can spare you to die, but you are a thief, trying to harm me in the process of inheritance. Your life... Is absolutely unforgivable... Die..." in the cold hum, Mo Wen didn't hesitate, raised his right hand, waved it, and fought against the old guy.

Don't be merciless to those who have killed.

And in the moment of this palm, a red fire, surrounded by the evil spirit, instantly burned the spirit of the old thing.

"Ah..."

"Don't ask... You don't mean what you say... I've handed over the inheritance to you. Why kill me?"

"Because you should die... If you had passed on the kindling to me wholeheartedly just now, there would not have been so many things... Maybe I could take you as a spiritual slave, but... You didn't cherish the opportunity I gave you..."

"I'm wrong. I think you are the master now! Please don't kill me... Give me a break? Little sir... No! Master... Let me go... "

"Now... Hum!" Don't ask Leng hum, sneer and spit out two words from his mouth: "late..."

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