"It's all over!"

Lin Mo slowly fell from mid-air, and his eyes fell on the two beautiful girls of Yuan Yao.

The two girls were both stunned at this moment, their eyes full of surprise.

Although he knew that Lin Mo was already very powerful.

But every time he showed his strength, the two women's understanding of Lin Mo was refreshed over and over again.

Lin Mo looked at the two girls and smiled lightly: "It's getting late, it's time to go to Qingyang Gate!"

Hearing this, the two women looked stunned and couldn't help but exclaimed: "You don't want to go to Qingyangmen to ransack your house, do you?"

"If someone kills someone but doesn't ransack their home, what's the difference between killing someone and not killing anyone!"

Lin Mo waved his hand directly and said righteously.

The two women looked at each other, looking at the scene in front of them, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

Lin Mo's spiritual consciousness scanned the surroundings and made sure that nothing was missed.

Directly summoned the Rakshasa Boat.

"Isn't this too much fanfare?"

Yuan Yao swallowed and couldn't help but whisper: "After all, this Rakshasa boat is too big!"

"hehe!"

Lin Mo chuckled lightly and flew back to Qingyang Gate with this Rakshasa boat. This was the safest way.

After listening to Lin Mo's words, the two women looked at each other.

They all felt a hint of shock in each other's eyes.

"Buzz buzz!"

As the spiritual power in the body continued to pour in, the entire Rakshasa boat instantly emitted a harsh buzzing sound.

Wisps of thick black fog wrapped around the body.

Wherever he passed, dark clouds covered the sky and blocked the sun.

It flew towards Qingyang Gate in a mighty manner.

It has to be said that the flying speed of this Rakshasa boat is far beyond what the divine wind boat can match.

Its speed was extremely fast, and it turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the sky.

Compared to Yunxiao Sect, Qingyang Sect can be regarded as a medium-sized sect near Kuixing Island.

It's just that since the ancestor of Yuanying of Qingyang Sect died hundreds of years ago, he has been in a state of decline.

"According to the plot, a hundred years later, the ancestor of the Qingyang Sect will be a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"We are only in the middle stage of pill formation now!"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he thought silently: "It seems that there must be some unknown secrets in it!"

Think of this.

Lin Mo flipped his wrist, and the Qingyang Clan ancestor's storage bag appeared in his hand.

And as spiritual consciousness poured into it.

Soon, a jet-black, baby-sized object attracted Lin Mo's attention.

"call out!"

As a sound broke through the air, what appeared in front of him was a pitch-black Nascent Soul.

"Nascent Soul???"

Looking at the Nascent Soul in his palm, Lin Mo's pupils shrank, and he was extremely shocked. He never expected to see a Nascent Soul here.

Nascent Soul's eyes were closed tightly, and there was no trace of life in his body.

"Something weird!"

Lin Mo's heart moved slightly, and his spiritual consciousness poured into the storage bag.

Soon a black jade slip appeared in front of me.

"Mysterious soul-snatching baby technique!"

As Lin Mo learned more about it, he discovered that the secret method in this jade slip was actually an inherited Nascent Soul inheritance technique.

If this is the case, it can really make a sect last for a long time.

After all, he is a Yuanying old monster.

Whether in Tiannan or Luan Xinghai, he is the top powerhouse.

However, although the secret method is powerful, it has great limitations.

The first requirement is that both of them need to practice the same technique.

This is not difficult, after all, it is normal for a good technique to be practiced by many people.

The second requirement is that the two people have the same blood.

Only in this way can the success rate of inheriting the Nascent Soul be guaranteed.

The third requirement is also the most difficult one.

It means that the successor’s cultivation level needs to reach the late stage of pill formation.

If the strength is too weak, it will be counterattacked by the power of Yuanying.

And every ancestor of the Qingyang Sect whose cultivation has broken through to the Nascent Soul stage will be called the Qingyang Old Demon by the world.

"I see!"

Lin Mo slowly put down the jade slip. No wonder Ancestor Qingyang's strength will be at the Nascent Soul stage in a hundred years.

It's a pity that Lin Mo is now more advantageous.

Taking advantage of the situation, Lin Mo put the Nascent Soul into his storage bag and waved his right hand.

The Soul Crying Beast has already appeared in front of him.

With the death of Patriarch Qingyang, the mark he left on his body also dissipated.

It also became ownerless.

For humans, soul-crying beasts are not of much interest.

After all, for the Soul Crying Beast, ghosts are its best food.

Looking at the soul-crying beast in front of him, Lin Mo slowly stretched out his right hand.

A pale white spirit seal instantly entered the soul-crying beast's mind.

"Woo!"

I saw the Soul Crying Beast suddenly whimpering, covering its small head with both hands, and letting out shrill screams one after another.

Obviously, the brand of divine consciousness is very important to the Soul Crying Beast.

It’s also a considerable amount of damage.

It hurt for as long as a stick of incense.

The Soul Crying Beast slowly stood up.

He raised his head and stared directly at Lin Mo, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

He didn't know why, but he felt a desire to get close to the man in front of him.

He opened his mouth and cautiously came to Lin Mo.

Seeing the cautious look of the soul-crying beast, Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, gently reached out and patted the soul-crying beast's head, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid!"

As he spoke, his wrist flicked.

The eighteen jet-black flags have already fallen in front of me.

It is filled with gloomy energy.

They are all evil ghosts from the foundation building stage.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

With the influx of spiritual power in his body, he saw groups of jet-black evil ghosts flying out of the jet-black flagpole in an instant.

And the moment I saw the ghost.

The soul-crying beast looked happy.

The little nose twitched slightly.

Instantly, there was an extremely strong suction in my nose.

The evil ghosts instantly rushed into the belly of the Soul Crying Beast.
To be continued...