All demon cultivators stood up to pay homage to the Patriarch

At this moment, Lin Mo was floating in mid-air, looking at the broken sword gate, frowning, he really wanted to say something to Wang Ping'an.

Why don't you summon another sword gate out?

Lin Mo didn't expect that he would be so strong, but he couldn't be blamed for this, after all, since he broke through to the saint realm, he had directly faced the kind of old monsters at the level of immortal kings.

The Great Sage Realm is generally solved by Situ Ying, Sun Qitian or his own summoned beasts, and as for his current strength, Lin Mo doesn't know.

He only knew that he was now a mediocre saint with the third layer of the Flesh Immortal Sutra, the Great Perfection of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, the third realm of the Ancient Xuanjing, the three divine fires, and a hundred great avenues.

Why did he only reveal his sword intent a little, and this sword gate collapsed.

But at this moment, it was not only Lin Mo who had collapsed, but also the monks around him who flew up like locusts crossing the border.

Many of them had been waiting for this opportunity for a hundred years, and many of them had even come to Heian City from remote places. For this day.

Even some of the monks in this group are already four hundred and ninety-nine years old, and the price they paid for this holy election is unimaginable, selling the cave mansion, collecting spirit stones or borrowing all kinds of money just to choose a few more spiritual treasures for themselves.

If they do not take this opportunity to get ahead in the Holy Election, their future path will be unimaginably difficult.

At this moment, there was a monk wearing a blue robe, squinting, and emaciated, and he couldn't help but take the lead in speaking at this moment.

"What the hell are you kid doing, this sword gate was obviously destroyed by all our monks together, but it was picked up by you little bastard! Wang Ping'an senior, this matter is obviously unfair, and the junior asks for another comparison. "

The other monks also showed expressions as if they had woken up from a dream at this moment.

Oh, yes!

After all, the Sword Gate was summoned by Wang Ping'an of the Great Sage Realm, how could a mediocre young man who was not good looking at his life collapse the Sword Gate with one finger.

There is only one truth, this sword gate was destroyed by all their monks, and this kid just had a better time to do it.

Picked up a big leak!

At this moment, the gaze of those monks looking at Lin Mo changed from the previous terrifying to unkind.

What's more, he flew directly to Lin Mo's not far away, and when he looked directly at Lin Mo's pupils, he was provocative.

Most of the good-looking male cultivators are silver spears and candles, and I don't know which lady of the family is the face. "

"It's really a big bargain! stinky boy, but next time there will be no such opportunity, the only one who can go to Luotian is me!"

The thin monk in the blue Dao robe who was the first to speak looked at Lin Mo and spoke.

"Before you just touched the Sword Gate, the last person to hit the Sword Gate with all your body Dao method was actually me! This seat, Ethereal Mountain, Fu Zifeng, the late stage of cultivation to the Saint Realm, even here, the cultivation is also top-notch, you are just a little bastard who picks up leaks!"

"I've seen you in the restaurant, and after I've got the opportunity to go to Daluo, if you're willing to give the woman you were by your side at the time to this seat as a furnace, I'll probably give you a chance to go to Luo Tian as a slave of this seat!"

Fu Zifeng's eyes showed resentment, in his eyes, Lin Mo's scenery just now should belong to him.

The reason why the Sword Gate was shattered had absolutely nothing to do with Lin Mo's finger, people are like this, once they fall into the strange emotion of jealousy, they can say anything from the underworld.

And Wang Ping'an is still in shock at the moment.

He knew better than anyone the power of the Sword Gate, which was the "Sword Gate Pass" condensed by the sword intent of his Qingping Sword. "

Unless the comprehension of the sword path far surpasses him, otherwise, it is impossible to break the sword gate at all.

He ignored the angry shouts of those monks, and just stared at Lin Mo deadly.

But at this moment, Lin Mo did something that made him extremely unbelievable.

He saw Lin Mo slowly walk in front of Fu Zifeng, raised his hand, broke Fu Zifeng's chin, grabbed Fu Zifeng's tongue, and dragged it down!!

The noisy monks around him were all stunned.

They looked at Fu Zifeng, who had his tongue pulled out and was carried by Lin Mo like a chicken, with horror in their eyes.

Although what Fu Zifeng said just now was not like what Yang could say, at least there was one thing he was not wrong.

His cultivation is in the late stage of the saint realm, and among all people, he can indeed be regarded as the top, and within five hundred years old, cultivating to this realm is definitely a sentence of heavenly pride.

But at this moment, Fu Zifeng was grabbed by the clean teenager, as if he might be pinched and exploded at any time.

What's even more terrifying is that the young man grabbed Fu Zifeng's skull with one hand, and the other hand that had just crushed Fu Zifeng's tongue pointed to the broken sword gate.

The voice was deep but steady.

"This sword gate...... Which of you is for and who is against? If you have a problem, look for me, come!"

On the ground, Zhan Xiaokui and Tang Mufeng were stunned.

This is inconsistent with the plot that Lin Mo discussed with them at the beginning, and Lin Mo's original plan was to push them on the field. What is Lin Mo doing now? Does Master Zu want to destroy 3,000 by himself?

Especially Zhan Xiaokui, she remembered very deeply what Lin Mo told herself.

"Zhan Xiaokui, you are the main force in this plan, I will be in the shadows, do my best to protect you, and obtain the position of the saintess, I will not come forward, even if it is a place where I have to come forward, I will try my best to control and forbear, this is related to our final plan. Those who have achieved great things should be informal, lie down and taste courage, like your tenth uncle, indomitable. "

But what is their grandfather doing now? No wonder her master told her that their grandfather will take revenge, revenge will not stay overnight, and the thing he hates most is that others touch his things!

And Lin Mo's eyes were invincible.

When he didn't travel back then, and when he was still in that world, he especially liked the story of the superhero in a coat of steel, and liked the scene where he admitted that he was a hero.

That story also once affected the third child, the twelfth child, as well as Nan Ruohai and Luo Chen, who had high-profile personalities.

For so many years, he got up early and went to bed late, worked hard, hit the supernatural power realm above the physical realm more than 200 times, and after sitting down, he cultivated again, in addition to becoming stronger and protecting his cherished apprentices, the most important point was Lin Mo's original intention of practicing at the beginning - to drag Kuba Xuan, or to say, to live as he wanted.

He wants to protect his disciples, strong enough to live as he wants, he can disguise, he can start all over again, but for bastards, there is no need to forbear, let the bastard, the bastard will only think that you are afraid of him!

He keeps getting stronger, not to make the bastard, the sword gate is broken by him, the lock of the Taixuan Jiuqing Palace, with the method of heavenly calculation, can be re-hidden, as long as he does not go to the core area of Kunlun and face the immortal king in person, no one can detect Lin Mo. He can still push Zhan Xiaokui to the position of the saint.

As for the sword gate, I broke it, and if you have a problem, come to me!!

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