Mo asked in the end is how to do, perhaps false Yang Lin and others now most want to know.
This young man is very strange. He was clearly controlled by their blood color seal just now. Although his mind is still struggling, he and others have enough confidence to dig out Mo Wen's mind and control this young man who feels insignificant in their eyes. However, everything is too strange now, Mo Wen's body is clearly confined to the void world by magic, but where does his voice come from?
Did he pretend to be trapped just now?
This idea flashed in the false Yang Lin's mind, and suddenly he was scared out of a cold sweat. Don't ask too insidious, he pretended to be trapped?
No, no, he's trapped.
When he thinks about it carefully, Mo Wen is not trapped by faking. This boy is really trapped in the void by faking. However, his mind is not affected by faking. His faking mind disorder causes these people to try their best to dig Mo Wen's mind, which gives Mo Wen a chance to attack.
Whatever it is! Don't ask. They are all enemies that can't be despised. If they are not careful, they may break their own bones.
And fake Yang Lin is too light enemy, know Mo Wen is a not easy to deal with people, but they are still so careless.
But now it's too late to say anything. As soon as the fake Yang forest's face changed, only listening to the air, Mo's laughter came again: "ha ha... In fact, I already knew that you would use enchantment to deal with me. If I didn't mean to be defeated, how could you be fooled? To tell you the truth, I'm not sure that I can beat you when I face more than a dozen of you who have profound accomplishments... "
It's over. I've been cheated by this little beast.
Fake Yang Lin has been playing with eagles all his life, but he was pecked in the eye by Eagles.
The old boy had forgotten that Mo Wen had fused four spirit stones. One spirit stone could not be ignored. What's more, the four spirit stones had the power of destroying heaven and earth. The false Yang forest didn't know how many spirit stones Mo Wen had fused. Even a little bit of them could resist the magic for a certain time.
Lei Xinkun, such a great master of spiritual cultivation, was killed by Mo Wen, which not only failed to attract the attention of false Yang Lin, but also complacent with more than a dozen experts protecting him.
False Yang Lin's intestines are green now. His face changes and he yells at his companions: "don't let him disturb our mind. Concentrate your mind and strength and dig this son's mind..."
"Bang!" A, Mo Wen pan sat on the ground of the body suddenly stood up, and in that moment, all the blood color seal, all were shock fly out.
"How could that be?" False Yang Lin and others suddenly silly eyes, if the concentration of more than a dozen master's power can't win, don't ask, today their ending, may also become Lei Xinkun as miserable.
"Ha ha!" Don't ask to leave the void, ha ha under a smile, black fog already in false Yang forest and so on more than ten people's side, built under the encirclement.
"Don't ask. I remember this account. We're not finished!" That false Yang Lin eyes venomous, a roar, ready to take people to go.
"What? Want to go? When you want to trap me, why didn't you want to leave? I left your siege and wanted to go? What's so cheap? " Don't ask negative hand and stand, simply ignore that false Yang forest to go posture.
How can an expert standing in the cloud be influenced by ants?
"Bang!" There was another dull sound. The fake Yang forest wanted to leave through the black fog, but he was shocked by the powerful flame power of the black fog and the phagocytic power of the black fog evil spirit. He touched the skin of the black fog, as if it were corroded by sulfuric acid, emitting white smoke.
"Not good... The black fog is strange..." false Yang Lin yelled and quickly stepped back.
"Master, what's the matter? Has this boy reached the realm of zhongweizi's cultivation? It's impossible... He is a young man in his twenties. Even with the penetration of external forces and the integration of magic weapons, he can't do it.... "
"We despise our enemies too much. Don't ask. It seems that we will never die with us today!"
"Even if we can get out of here, we may not be able to live. God will surely investigate the crime of dereliction of duty. Since we are all dead, fight with him!"
"Don't ask, although you are powerful, you are faced with more than a dozen master level masters of the dark sect this time. One master is enough for you, not to mention more than a dozen? In terms of the confrontation of strength, you have no chance of winning at all. You are almost cheated by your little beast again. " False Yang Lin a face of chagrin, was mo asked to break the magic, disordered feet, he seems to ignore the strength of their own estimates, to Mo asked the cultivation, it is impossible to win them.
As he spoke, he endured the pain of being burned by the black fog. As soon as his face changed, he gave an order to the people around him: "don't panic, everyone. This boy is mystifying. He can't win us. Even if he can't dig his mind today, he will have to take him down and give it to the God to deal with..."