Chapter 164 Black Mountain Old Demon, Die!
Qin Mo transformed into a god and was invincible.
The huge Lanruo Temple was chopped into pieces by Qin Mo with his big sword in just a quarter of an hour, and the maze set up by the Black Mountain Old Demon was directly broken by him violently.
All that was left was a mess.
The moment Qin Mo destroyed Lanruo Temple, the Black Mountain Old Demon immediately fled back to the underworld.
"Want to escape? No way!"
Qin Mo has always been dedicated to eradicating all evil, so without thinking, he swung his sword towards the void where the Black Mountain Old Demon was fleeing, and a portal appeared out of thin air.
It is the legendary gate of hell.
Qin Mo didn't think twice and immediately used his magical powers, rushed into the ghost gate, and chased into the underworld with sword in hand.
After a dizzying moment, the field of vision changed.
The surroundings were dark and cold, with gusts of cold wind, black sand all over the sky, and ghosts howling and wolves howling.
Directly in front of Qin Mo, there was a ten-foot-high platform of white bones, on top of which stood a ghost general dressed as a general. He was none other than the legendary Black Mountain Demon.
Two rows of white flags were erected under the high platform, with more than ten thousand ghost soldiers lined up.
Flags were waving and gongs and drums were beating.
If you don’t know, you might think that this is a human army about to go out to war.
"How dare you break into the netherworld of ghosts and seek death!" The Black Mountain Old Demon was furious. His voice was chilling and erratic, and one couldn't even tell whether the person was a man or a woman, old or young.
It seems to be made up of an infinite number of people.
But when the Black Mountain Old Demon waved the command flag in his hand, the ghost soldiers below immediately rushed over.
“More than people?”
Qin Mo, however, was not afraid at all. He summoned out 108 soul beads and called out 108 demon kings.
"roar!!!"
These Tiangang Demon Kings and Disha Demon Kings returned to the underworld as if they had returned home. They were indescribably excited, holding various weapons and rushing forward to kill the generals.
It's like two armies fighting each other.
Although the 108 Demon Lords are not at an advantage in numbers, they are all individually very strong. At least they are at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and they are familiar with each other. With cooperation, they are invincible.
In the blink of an eye, the formation of Yin soldiers was smashed to pieces.
Not only that, these demon kings are cruel by nature. After killing the ghost soldiers, they swallow them directly into their stomachs as nutrients to increase their strength.
The ghost soldiers who were killed were howling like ghosts and running away in panic.
When the Black Mountain Demon on the bone platform saw this, he was shocked and angry. He summoned a bone warhorse, rode it, and rushed down, trying to gather the ghost soldiers again.
How could Qin Mo let him get his wish?
Holding the Chixiao sword, he flew up and fought with the Black Mountain Demon.
The Chixiao Sword is the sword of the Fire Spirit. No one knows how much true fire from the earth's veins it has swallowed and exhaled. It is the nemesis of all evil things and is very effective against ghost generals like the Black Mountain Old Demon.
But it's just right.
The two men fought together, and the fight was so fierce that it was dark and chaotic.
As a cultivator who has made some achievements in body refining, even if Qin Mo has cancelled his magical power of controlling the heavens and the earth, his physical cultivation is still not weak, and he is not afraid of close combat at all.
There are almost no weaknesses.
Even the poisonous evil spirits of corpses that were everywhere in the underworld were ineffective against Qin Mo.
As a ghost general of the underworld, the Black Mountain Old Demon was a peerless warrior when he was on earth. After entering the underworld, he was busy fighting and conquering all day long.
Nature is also not afraid.
The two were evenly matched and the fight was difficult to determine.
After fighting for about an hour, all the Yin soldiers in the field had been devoured by the 108 Demon Lords. Under the command of Qin Mo, the latter formed the Tiangang Disha formation again.
Surrounded the Black Mountain Demon.
Qin Mo took the opportunity to jump out of the battle circle, summoned the Fulong Ding again, pointed his finger, flew towards the top of the Black Mountain Old Demon's head, and dropped colorful rays of light, having already activated the Kunlongque magic formation.
Trapped by the double formation, the Black Mountain Old Demon is already a turtle in a jar.
Just yelling randomly.
Qin Mo did not want to delay, he gathered all his magic power, and combined the magic sword into one, transforming it into an extremely bright red sword light, and stabbed at the Black Mountain Demon with a determined attitude.
“Ah~~~~”
The Black Mountain Old Demon was pierced by the sword light, and his whole body exploded. Thousands of ghosts flew out of his body, and each ghost contained the spirit of the Black Mountain Old Demon.
As long as one escapes, they can be resurrected again.
How could Qin Mo let it happen?
The Fulong Ding cooperated with the 108 Demon Lords to block the sky and the earth. The sword light of the Chixiao sword in his hand suddenly increased and turned into more than a hundred sword lights.
Wherever the sword light went, all ghosts disappeared and turned into a wisp of black smoke.
In a flash,
All the ghosts will be killed without leaving any one behind.
"Kill the Black Mountain Demon, experience points +100,000 points."
After receiving the prompt, Qin Mo felt relieved. At least no harm was left. He followed the previous route to find the Ghost Gate and successfully rushed out of the underworld.
As soon as Qin Mo appeared, the dark clouds above the woods finally dissipated and the sunlight shone directly down.
Everything seems like a lifetime ago.
The young monk, Yan Chixia and others all gathered around, their faces full of joy at having survived a disaster. However, the old monk was already in poor health, and after a night, his face looked very bad.
Fortunately, he saved his life.
“Plop!!”
Yan Chixia bowed his head and said, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."
Qin Mo subconsciously scanned Yan Chixia with his spiritual eyes. He was indeed a man of excellent physique. What was rare was that he was also quite talented in swordsmanship.
I was immediately attracted.
As the saying goes: "One good man needs three helpers."
If Qin Mo wants to gain a foothold in the prehistoric continent in the future, he cannot do it alone. Many things are not easy to do by himself. Taking in more disciples is a good choice.
The relationship between master and disciple is closer than blood relationship.
Yan Chixia has been in the martial arts world before, and although he is a bit cold, greedy, and even lustful, he has a kind heart and rich experience in the martial arts world, so he can be trained .
"Do you really want to become my disciple?" Qin Mo asked.
"yes!"
Yan Chixia was full of sincerity.
Having missed the real Yan Chixia before, he didn't want to miss another senior master again. If Yan Chixia knew that Qin Mo was actually younger than him, I wonder how he would feel.
At least that's the case in this life.
"In that case, come with me." Qin Mo walked away.
Yan Chixia followed quickly.
Arriving at a secluded place, Qin Mo set up a soundproofing array and said, "I am not from this world and will leave within half a year. If you want to become my disciple, you must leave with me."
"Would you like to?"
Yan Chixia was surprised at first, then he patted his chest vigorously and said loudly: "Since I am your disciple, then naturally I will follow you wherever you go."
In fact, Yan Chixia was originally a member of the Qidian Orphanage.
Alone and without any worries.
It doesn't matter where you go.
"In this case, I will accept you as my disciple. You will be a registered disciple first. After you leave this world, I will hold a formal ceremony to accept you as a disciple." Qin Mo said.
Yan Chixia was overjoyed and kowtowed three times respectfully.
Including the establishment of the master-disciple relationship.
Qin Mo accepted the punishment and returned the Qimen Flying Armor to Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia did not take it, but said with a smile: "This is the disciple's apprenticeship gift."
"It is unreasonable for a master to accept things from his apprentice. Just take it back. Don't worry, since I have accepted you as my apprentice, I will naturally teach you everything I know and will not keep anything from you." Qin Mo saw through Yan Chixia's thoughts at once.
Yan Chixia laughed awkwardly and put away his Qimen Flying Armor.
…
"Amitabha!"
Upon learning that Yan Chixia had taken Qin Mo as his master, the old monk chanted a Buddhist mantra again, "With the guidance of Master Qin, Master Yan will surely turn back to the right path. Well done, well done!"
Yan Chixia was indignant.
This old bald ass...
Qin Mo said: "Master, you should go back to the city and recuperate first."
Unexpectedly, the old monk shook his head and said to the young monk, "Shifang, bring the golden Buddha here."
"Master, here is the golden Buddha." The little monk guiltily handed over the golden Buddha.
In fact, if he hadn't lost the golden Buddha, the subsequent series of events wouldn't have happened, and the master wouldn't have gone blind.
My heart is filled with guilt.
Although the old monk was blind, he was still a powerful Yuanying in the early stage. His consciousness was still there. He took the golden Buddha and put it back together. He sighed and said, "This golden Buddha is going to be sent to Jinshan Temple. It must be repaired as soon as possible."
"This is not difficult to do. We can just go to the city and find a blacksmith shop." Yan Chixia disagreed.
Qin Mo was stunned.
Jinshan Temple?
Is there also a Jinshan Temple in this world?
The old monk shook his head and said, "The golden Buddha is one of the sacred objects of Buddhism. How can an ordinary blacksmith repair it?"
"What should we do then?" asked the little monk.
"It can only be repaired with the blood of the golden body." said the old monk.
“…”
Qin Mo was speechless. He had discovered that the old monk seemed to have a tendency to self-abuse and would splash out the golden blood in his body at any time.
Without waiting for anyone to say anything, the old monk had already started casting spells.
Golden blood flowed out from the old monk's hands like golden juice, pouring onto the golden Buddha.
Oddly enough, as the golden juice was poured on the golden Buddha, the cracks on the golden Buddha healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it became a whole.
As if it had never been broken.
After doing all this, the old monk's originally pale face became even paler due to excessive blood loss. He could not even stand steadily and needed the support of his apprentice.
Qin Mo was slightly moved when he saw it.
I have to admire it.
There are always such selfless people in this world.
The old monk looked at Qin Mo again and said, "Donor Qin, may I trouble you for something?"
"Master, please speak!"
"My master and I have been traveling day and night to deliver the golden Buddha to Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang and hand it over to the abbot, Zen Master Fahai, to subdue the two snake demons that have been causing trouble in Qiantang recently. Now I am afraid I can't make it on the journey anymore. Could you, the donor, deliver the golden Buddha for me?" asked the old monk.
“…”
Qin Mo was stunned.
Jinshan Temple, Fahai, snake demon???
This plot,
Why does it sound so familiar?
Isn’t it the Legend of the White Snake that is widely circulated in China ? It turns out that this time around, it’s a buy one get one free deal.
Not hearing Qin Mo's response, the old monk said with a little disappointment: "Isn't it convenient for the donor?" If this were to happen, he would delay the Buddhist mission of eliminating demons, and he would be committing a serious sin.
"no."
Qin Mo shook his head. "Since it is the master's request, I will definitely deliver it safely."
"Then thank you, benefactor."
The old monk clasped his hands together, full of satisfaction.
Perhaps it was because Qin Mo successively eliminated the tree demon grandma and the Black Mountain old demon, it seemed that the old monk trusted Qin Mo very much and was very relieved.
Qin Mo took the golden Buddha.
He personally escorted the old monk and his disciples to an inn in the city, and then said goodbye and left.
