Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

Boom boom boom!

Mo Que walks like a ghost, leaving afterimages on the spot, avoiding the mirror light.

"Hmph, you must die today!"

Lin Wentian showed a wicked smile, raised his hands, and threw out one hundred and eight sword talismans.

With a loud bang, the one hundred and eight sword talismans turned into long swords and fell to the ground, forming a huge sword formation, besieging Mo Que.

"I see how long you can hide with the Movement Technique!" Between the grinning smiles, Lin Wentian flew into the air again, took control of his sword from a distance, and shot Mo Que from a distance.

Suddenly, Mo Que was trapped in the sword formation, and he was chased by Sword Qi and Jingguang at the same time.

"This... seems a bit excessive, doesn't it?"

Among the people watching the battle from a distance, a voice came out: "The third owner and this Dao Palace senior are both elders who have been famous for a long time and have been in Taoism for many years. They have already bullied the small by taking action against Mo Que. Isn't there something wrong with people joining forces?"

"What do you know?" In the crowd, someone immediately retorted, saying, "Mo Que betrayed his teacher's sect, deceived his teacher and destroyed his ancestors, and both people and gods were punished. Why should he tell him this?"

"That's right. Besides, Lord Lin is trying to clean up the door, while Dao Palace senior wants to cut off Martial Dao. Back then, the Martial Palace was notorious, but this senior acted for the heavens, so what's the use of telling these false rules? "

Among the crowd, the woman in green clenched her fists when she heard these words.

Nowadays, in Qingzhou, there are many people who are full of benevolence and righteousness and demean Mo Que. These people see that Dao Palace and Jianlou are powerful, and what they do is right. In fact, they are extremely hypocritical!

She looked at Mo Que in the distance, with worry in her eyes.

"boom!"

At this time, Mo Que was trapped by the sword formation, and was intercepted by Sword Qi and Jingguang at the same time. Finally, he could not escape and was caught by the mirror.

He groaned and stumbled, feeling that his internal organs were about to be shattered when he was illuminated by the mirror.

"The Void Mirror, the secret treasure of the Dao Palace, is really extraordinary." Lin Wentian said movingly, this mirror can easily hurt Mo Que's martial body, which is unusual.

"It's just an ordinary high-grade spiritual weapon. Although it was made according to my Dao Palace Supreme Treasure Refinement Heaven Realm, its power is far from the same." Lin Duhe smiled and shook his head, saying humbly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, treating Mo Que as a turtle in a urn. At this time, Lin Wentian also regained his composure.

"Two major forces, two great characters, plus two high-grade spiritual weapons, just to deal with me alone, Dao Palace and Jianlou, they are really brave!" Mo Que's mouth was full of blood, but his eyes were still unyielding.

"The Martial Palace was full of evil, colluded with the demon clan, and murdered the human clan, and it was destroyed by my Dao Palace. Since you are a descendant of Martial Dao, this seat naturally cannot accommodate you!" Lin Duhe didn't care about Mo Que's sarcasm. Justice is awe-inspiring.

"The Martial Palace colluded with the demons and killed the human race?" Although Mo Que heard about this for the first time, he didn't believe it at all, and sneered: "The Martial Palace has been destroyed, now you can do whatever you want with Dao Palace!"

With the mind and arrogance of the previous owner of Wudian, and Yao Lao's personality and personality, he never believed that Wudian would collude with foreigners and do things that are sorry for the human race.

Martial Dao has always been indomitable.

"Facts are all there. If it wasn't for the monstrous crime committed by Wudian, I, Dao Palace, would not have united Qingzhou forces and uprooted them!"

Lin Duhe said solemnly: "Although it has been a hundred years since this matter, if you investigate it, you will know it. Unfortunately, you don't have this chance."

Only then did Mo Que hear that the Dao Palace family were not the only ones who destroyed the Martial Arts Hall.

Thinking about it too, with the prosperity of the Wudian in those days, and the Dao Palace's foundation is deep, if they want to destroy the Wudian, they will also pay a heavy price.

"Collaborating with the demon clan, full of evil? Humph!"

In Mo Que's mind, the mysterious voice suddenly sounded, and it seemed to be somewhat angry at Lin Duhe's words. So far, the voice has been cold and indifferent, with few waves, this is the first time Mo Que has seen the voice feel so emotional.

"The people of the Immortal Dao are still so hypocritical, and they are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality. Those who want to eradicate them are all sins that cannot be punished, and cannot be tolerated in the world!"

The voice took the initiative to say a few more words. In the past, he almost never cared about things other than Mo Que, but today it is a bit abnormal.

"Xiandao?" Mo Que subconsciously thought of the Xianmeng. Mo Baixianmeng was a member of the Tao of the Immortals, and the senior in the picture had some kind of grievance with Xiandao?

"Shhhhh-"

Taking advantage of Mo Que's injury, Lin Wentian produced another seventy-seven forty-nine sword talismans.

The forty-nine swords slammed to the ground and did not hurt Mo Que, but were inserted around Mo Que, like shackles, immobilizing Mo Que's entire body in it, preventing him from moving.

"Boom!"

Mo Que's martial power exploded, shaking the forty-nine swords and shaking the earth.

However, the forty-nine swords radiated light, and they firmly fixed his body, and even his martial body could not be shaken.

"These forty-nine sword talismans are a set of high-grade spiritual tools, and people who are in the sky can't break free. Although your body is strong, you have been injured by the Void Mirror, and you still want to shake it?"

Lin Wentian sneered, turned to Lin Duhe, and said, "Brother Lao took action and used the Void Realm to refine this son. He has an extraordinary martial art. I will bring his blood into medicine, and then refine his bones. A device!"

Among Martial Dao, a body is stronger than a beast, and the blood and bones on his body are extremely valuable.

Lin Wentian resented Mo Que and wanted him to die in humiliation.

"Hands up!" Lin Duhe nodded with a smile, the ancient mirror on his head turned to look at Mo Que.

"Buzz!"

The ancient mirror trembled, and when the mirror light shone on Mo Que, Mo Que's whole body was shaken and blood was bleeding from seven holes.

The light of this mirror can refine all things, and when it is illuminated under the Cultivation Base of the Tongtian Realm, all the internal organs, bones and blood will be refined.

"Dao Palace!" Mo Que struggled hard, his eyes were bleeding, and he roared: "If I don't die today, one day, I will clear up the old revenge for Wudian!"

Lin Duhe didn't care, and said lightly, "You won't live that day anymore."

"Crack!"

The bones in Mo Que's body rattled, and blood all over his body flowed in his body at a speed ten times or a hundred times the usual speed, scouring his body, almost bursting his body.

Dao Palace's secret treasure, the Void Realm, can refine all things. Although his martial art is strong, it is also unbearable in front of this high-grade spiritual tool.

"When an ordinary person is looked at by this mirror, they are both dead and disabled. I use this mirror to train your body, but the speed is so slow!" Lin Duhe's face showed surprise, Mo Que's martial arts was stronger than he imagined.

However, he was not in a hurry and smiled lightly: "The process of refining the body by this mirror is very painful. I heard that your heart is firm. I will take a look today and see how long you can last under this mirror!"

"Buzz!"

Between the trembling of the bronze mirror, the power of the mirror light is like a thousand knives scraping Mo Que's bones, like ten thousand mosquitoes biting Mo Que's flesh.

The taste of the pain is enough to make people crazy, even though Mo Que has suffered all kinds of pain, he is sweating profusely, and he wants to clench his teeth.

However, he just didn't say a word.

"I'm going to take a look today, how long can your bones be hard!"

Lin Wentian, who was beside him, looked at Mo Que's painful expression, showing a bit of cruelty on his face.