Supreme Merit Cultivation System

"Save me! If you dare not to save me, I will scream!"

Young Master Jinhe didn't speak, but the shape of his mouth meant exactly that. In fact, he couldn't shout out at all, but struggling for a moment and then licking his lips would be enough to kill him.

"Mei Mu, you little bastard!"

Li Mo saw it, so his face turned darker than Bao Gong's.

When he was in full condition, he might not even be able to save his life when facing Zheng Yuan, let alone save others! What's more, Zheng Yuan was not the only one here, there was a short fat man next to him! There were several loosely scattered dozens of feet away.

Person No. 10, and there is also Cao Pengju, a master in the late stage of Qi training!

That's not all. It's such a big place, with a large formation on the outside. Where did he run to after saving people?

Young Master Jin He's cultivation level has been sealed. Even if he can't even use the hibernation technique after being rescued, he doesn't dare to put him into the training room! It can be said that half of his hands and feet are tied up.

Of course, these are all reasons. Li Mo just flashed them in his mind and didn't dare to think deeply. Because the young master Jinhe over there is not patient. He has already started twisting hard, as if he is about to betray Li Mo.

Already.

Before he was about to die, he could definitely pull off an unrelated passerby to back him up!

Feeling his twisting, Zheng Yuan frowned and wanted to break his lumbar spine. Unexpectedly, he met Young Master Jinhe's eyes that kept blinking. He pouted his little mouth and gestured to his mouth with his eyes.

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Zheng Yuan immediately smiled, pinched his little face and said, "You want me to kiss you?"

Young Master Jinhe's face turned even greener.

The short and fat monk next to him whispered: "Captain, what he should have said."

Zheng Yuan sneered, but after thinking about it, his heart moved. He raised his palm and slapped him on the back of the head. He lowered his voice and said, "What are you going to say?"

Young Master Jinhe also lowered his voice and said: "As long as you let me go, I can automatically release the spiritual weapon sealed in my body, and tell you a secret place of our Jinhe Sect."

Zheng Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he patted him on the back and said: "Boy, you are finally sensible! Hasn't your Jinhe Sect been purged? Is there anything else hidden?"

Young Master Jinhe said with certainty: "Of course. This is all my father's private treasure. You may not believe it, but we are not lying! I will tell you a smaller treasure house as a deposit. If you decide

Let me go, and we will discuss how to let go of my charter and the location of the great treasure!"

After saying this, he motioned to Zheng Yuan to come over.

How dare Zheng Yuan let go of such a person who must be killed by the upper echelon of the demon clan, but no one knows about it after all the deeds. If there is a secret, he will definitely be full of belly after eating it. You know, it is the master of the Jinhe Sect.

The door was hidden by the big shots in the later stages of foundation building. Can things be different?

Waving his hand to signal the short fat man to stay away, he leaned over and listened to Young Master Jinhe say one word at a time: "Even though it's just a small secret, the most valuable thing in it is a heavy weapon!"

As soon as the word "heavy weapon" came out, Zheng Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

The moment his eyes lit up, a sudden light suddenly shone beneath his feet.

Big clouds of water steamed up into the sky, while large areas of water were frozen into solid ice.

The two-pole sword of ice and fire was like a blue dragon emerging from the water, throwing up a long rainbow of light, whistling and piercing the back of Zheng Yuan's head!

"Ah! Open!"

Zheng Yuan was so shocked that all the hair on his body stood up. The blow was too sudden and too fast. If he hadn't been a master in the late stages of Qi training, and if he hadn't had an intermediate body-protecting magic weapon, just this one blow would have been enough to kill him.

He was seriously injured.

In the moment of crisis, layers of gray-green spiritual energy surged out of his body in an instant. Even though the green energy had just poured out, its momentum was not yet stable, but it was already able to tenaciously block the flying sword that was piercing the back of his head.

The speed of the sword became slower and slower, and by the time a huge turtle shell-like aura shield formed outside his body, the ice-fire flying sword could no longer penetrate.

Li Mo didn't think there was any possibility of him hurting such a first-class person in the late stage of Qi training. "Feather Flying" plus "Chasing the Wind", he shot out of the water like a sharp arrow...

He caught Zheng Yuan and defended himself with all his heart, but he had no time to worry about other passes. He grabbed Young Master Jinhe and ran away!

"over there!"

"That's the boy!"

"He took Young Master Jinhe away!"

The two teams of black-robed monks who were wreaking havoc in the distance were shouting and huffing and rushing towards the lake.

An important person was snatched away from his hands by a monk who was in the middle of Qi training in public. Zheng Yuan's face was so dark that he could drip with water.

When he turned around, he saw that Li Mo was already more than ten feet away, moving at an extremely fast speed. His feet were stepping on nothing, but in fact he had not stepped on the water at all. The young master of Jinhe was carried on his back, and he was trying his best to tilt his head and look at Zheng Yuan, his lips

Still moving, the two words that came out vaguely were: "Bangchui!"

"You just turned into a tree? Where are you standing there waiting for spring to turn green?" Zheng Yuan cursed angrily and kicked the short fat man next to him staggering.

The pudgy monk's heart was full of bitterness. He didn't react at all just now, and he was too frightened afterwards. If this blow was aimed at him, he wouldn't be alive.

He was kicked and had nowhere to say anything, so he could only run away and chase Li Mo. But with his speed, there was no way he could catch up.

Zheng Yuan did not dare to use powerful attacks because Young Master Jinhe was blocking the arrows from behind. He had to fire smoke ropes from a distance in an attempt to trap the person.

Li Mo's two-pole sword of ice and fire was no ordinary sword. It whirled and slashed wildly. The red and blue lights danced into a ball, and the approaching black smoke rope was cut into pieces.

"How can you run away?" Although Li Mo was running, he didn't feel that he had any hope of escaping.

"Run over there. There is a secret passage to the An Mansion over the Taolin! Damn it, if there hadn't been a stick standing there at the beginning, I would have run away!" Young Master Jin He yelled.

But Li Mo's eyes lit up. Rich families all have secret passages left by their ancestors, and maybe even the outer formation can be bypassed!

He was overjoyed, and his speed became faster and faster. The blood-colored mist continued to spurt out from both legs, but the meridians and qi and blood were continuously damaged under the effect of "Chasing the Wind".

But there were soldiers chasing him behind his back, so he couldn't care about this minor injury.

After he ran more than a hundred feet, there were only two threatening pursuers left behind. Zheng Yuan, who was more than ten feet high in the air, was faster than him. Cao Pengju's speed was not slow either, but due to the start

The position was too far, still more than ten feet behind Zheng Yuan.

As for those in the middle stage of Qi training, they were even further behind.

"This won't work! Pull out the soul-fixing needle from the back of my head!" Young Master Jinhe shouted in fright and anger when he saw the black-faced Zheng Yuan chasing him closer and closer.

Li Mo raised his hand and touched the slight bulge on the back of his head, but hesitated and said: "Can you do it? I don't know how to pull out the needle! If you pull it out, your soul will be shocked and your consciousness will be broken.

I can’t recover in half a year.”

"Why are you so ink-stained, you stick-stick! What time is it now, and you still have thoughts about half a year from now! I'm going to die soon!" Young Master Jinhe yelled.

How could Li Mo be polite to him? He raised his hand and pulled out the soul-fixing needle from the back of his head.

I don’t know how many types of soul-fixing needles there are. But each type of needle has a corresponding needle extraction technique. If you don’t use the needle extraction technique to pull it out, the soul will be greatly damaged and the consciousness will be broken. It’s just a small one, but there is still a big chance.

Became a fool on the spot.

Young Master Jinhe spat out a blood arrow, and his face turned sallow. He did not become a fool, but his consciousness was definitely temporarily shattered.

He forcibly collected the broken consciousness, regardless of how much damage it would cause to his body in the future, and used his magic power crazily.

His eyes suddenly turned golden, and the bright golden pupils seemed to have condensed into substance, and shot out for a length of several feet.

Then the pupils shrank inward, merged into one, and suddenly shattered...

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