The Great Reincarnation Sword Master

This is probably the most furious since the defeat of Mo Lin's transformation.

How dare someone use their Qilin clan as a mount? And is he an elder in his clan who is above 10,000 people under one person?

This special code, who can endure it!

Mo Lin didn't even think about it, and directly detonated the countless black flames around him, surrounding Zhao Bin in the middle, and the black flames swarmed up, scorching Zhao Bin.

"Hmph, Wu Nadao, there is a price to be paid for the wild words, even if you plead at this time, it will be too late!"

Mo Lin's black flame is the best in the fire, and Zhao Bin's strength is not as high as him.

In his opinion, Zhao Bin will inevitably fall if this move continues, and Mo Lin is on the spot, with a cruel smile on his face.

But the next moment, Mo Lin's expression instantly froze, and his face twitched wildly, which was extremely funny.

Because Mo Lin's black flame had disappeared at this time, Zhao Bin stood in place without any damage, even his robe was intact, and all the black flames were absorbed by him!

Moreover, Zhao Bin did not use the twelve-rank reincarnation purple lotus, relying entirely on the defense of the physical body!

"This, how is this possible!" Mo Lin's face was full of horror, his black flame was the best in the fire, even the Feng clan, who specializes in playing with fire, couldn't compare to his black flame!

Just like the fire phoenix in front of him, an existence of the same level as him, but the flame of the fire phoenix is still inferior to his black flame.

But at this moment, Zhao Bin didn't react at all, and even absorbed all of them, which is too frustrating, right?!

Are you kidding! Zhao Bin's body has been tempered by Nanming Lihuo, and the black flame of Molin is stronger than Nanming's Lihuo?

For Zhao Bin, it doesn't matter at all.

"In that case, it's time to do it." Zhao Bin sneered, and then condensed all the red rays in his hands on one fingertip, and slashed at Mo Lin, and a scarlet sword shot suddenly!

Rumble!!

Under Mo Lin's horror, there was already a huge wound on his body, and Sen Sen's bones were naked. Lu, shocking!

Not only that, but what made Mo Lin even more shocked was that half of his mana had actually been lost! Originally, he lost a lot of mana in the battle with Huofeng, but now under Zhao Bin's blow, the mana has shrunk again, and it is not as good as the ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal, how can he fight?

Even when he was in his prime, he couldn't withstand such consumption!

"Surrender, or, die!" Zhao Bin walked up to Mo Lin and asked indifferently.

Hearing this, Mo Lin panicked, but he still didn't believe that Zhao Bin dared to kill him, he was different from ordinary Qilin clansmen, if he died, Zhao Bin would have to bear the risk of being chased and killed by the ancestral Qilin!

The hunt for the quasi-saint is no joke!

"Don't talk nonsense, Wu Nadao, if you have the guts, you will kill me!"

Hearing this, Zhao Bin sneered, raised his hands, and stroked Mo Lin's horns, and the red light flashed on his fingertips...

"Ah!!h

With Mo Lin's scream, his horns were broken, leaving only a flat head, which looked quite funny.

"Surrender, or, die!" Zhao Bin's voice became heavier again, and his right hand stretched out towards Mo Lin's neck.

"Surrender! Submit to! Please spare your life! Mo Lin endured the severe pain, and hurriedly knelt down in front of Zhao Bin, not daring to be strong again, he had no doubt that if he refused again, it would not be a horn next time...

It's his neck!

"I just said no, such a beautiful corner, tsk, it's a pity." The corners of Zhao Bin's mouth twitched, and he said lightly.

"From now on, you will be a poor road mount." As he spoke, Zhao Bin turned to the fire phoenix on the side again.

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Lin's mouth twitched, the elders of the three congenital clans, the Qilin clan were actually reduced to mounts today, this doesn't feel too cool!

However, he dared not agree, so he lowered his head, knelt on the ground, and said, "Yes, master." "

"Thank you Dao Chang for your help, Huofeng is grateful!" The fire phoenix came back to his senses, his beautiful eyes with a hint of brilliance, and hurriedly bowed his hand.

Zhao Bin's cultivation is lower than her, but Huofeng still calls Zhao Bin the Taoist chief, the desolate world, strength is respected, Zhao Bin can defeat Mo Lin, and he can also kill her!

Well, there is something dangerous about this kind of thinking....

However, the scene of Zhao Bin dominating the world is still lingering in Huofeng's mind.

Turning to Huofeng, Zhao Bin's face became calm, and said, "It's okay, Poor Dao was about to go up Buzhou Mountain, and they happened to meet." It's also fate, this is not the first time to come to the poor road in Zhoushan, so it's better to ask Taoist friends to lead the way for the poor road, how about it? "

"It's... That's according to the Taoist chief's words! Huofeng was a little hesitant, after all, it was the time of the war between the three clans, but Zhao Bin had just saved her life, did she dare to obey?

Seeing this, Zhao Bin smiled, he naturally knew what Huofeng was thinking, so he said: "Poor Dao knows what you are worried about, and Poor Dao's actions are also for your good." With your current seriously injured body, what can you do when you go back? "

"On the contrary, let the current Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan forcibly break off their cooperation and attack each other, wouldn't it be a bargain for the Dragon Clan when the time comes?"

Hearing this, Huofeng was shocked, and looked at Zhao Bin with beautiful eyes, and his heart was full of shock!

These, even she didn't expect it, but she never thought that Zhao Bin would think about it so thoroughly, it is true that she will not only not be able to help the Feng clan when she goes back at this time, but will drag the Feng clan back!

As the elder of the Feng Clan, Huo Feng naturally didn't want to see this kind of scene.

Moreover, Mo Lin had already surrendered, which could be regarded as reducing a lot of trouble for the Feng Clan.

"Thank you, Chief, for the point!" Suddenly, Huo Feng's gaze at Zhao Bin was mixed with some other things, and he admired Zhao Bin even more in his heart.

He is young, his strength is terrifying, his mind is meticulous, and his planning is far-reaching!

These sixteen words are the label in Zhao Bin's heart at this time.

As he spoke, Zhao Bin sent the fire phoenix to Mo Lin's back, and Mo Lin carried the two of them towards Buzhou Mountain with a bitter face.

Zhao Bin looked at Buzhou Mountain and muttered to himself: "Speaking of which, this Wu clan land is in Buzhou Mountain, I don't know if I can meet these twelve ancestral witches this time..."