"I still want to hide!" King Jing'an showed evil spirits on his face. Seeing Mo Bei who had not yet landed in the air, he outlined a cruel smile on his lips and said, "Dear, the Nether Fire Talisman—"

"What!"

But then, King Jing'an's face suddenly changed, and he blurted out with a scream-

As he looked at Mo Bei, who was rolling in the void, landed on the ground, his sword tip hit the ground repeatedly, his sword body was bent, and then he bounced his body dozens of feet away and headed straight for him!

The speed was so fast that King Jing'an had no time to react.

"Shi Potian!"

A loud shout echoed through the sky!

"Oh no!" King Jing'an's face turned pale, and he waved his hand in a hurry, trying to activate the talisman paper!

A dazzling sword shadow light instantly cut through the sky, as if it had condensed all the power of Mo Bei!

At the moment when King Jing'an's last hand technique was about to be completed, it attacked like lightning, stabbing hard on the light curtain!

This sword is different from all the sword techniques in front of it. It turns into a sword light, comes out from the air, piercing through the sky!

"puff!"

The sword light was three feet long, and the light curtain that was already extremely dim and shaking violently appeared under the last sword, which instantly broke and then disintegrated.

The sword body penetrates across and out!

"You, you..." King Jing'an's eyes were so bloody that he was full of surprise and disbelief. His mouth opened and closed, trying to say something, but the sticky blood kept overflowing from his mouth and nose.

"The fourth person, this revenge is avenged." Mo Bei no longer gave him the opportunity to speak and drew his sword.

Blood sprinkled all over the sky!

The blood splattered nine feet, like raindrops, on the already dry blood on Mo Bei's face.

The vitality in King Jing'an's eyes passed rapidly as the blood sprayed, and his body slowly collapsed to the ground, his throat squirmed, and blood was flowing: "How is this possible!"

"Hmph, you deserve it..." Mo Bei just spoke, suddenly-

A sudden dizziness in his mind. The next moment, Mo Bei lost his feelings. His eyes turned dark and he fell to the ground, but he did not faint. He only heard the sound of King Jing'an wailing like a pig in the darkness, and his voice was extremely miserable.

He could only hear the sound, but did not see a illusory residual soul occupying his body and pounce on him, like a hungry tiger pounced on King Jing'an, biting and scratching fiercely.

The seriously injured King Jing'an was covered in blood and blood, gradually losing his energy.

After about a cup of tea, Mo Bei gradually felt that his body seemed to be able to move again.

He stood up, opened his eyes and looked at King Jing'an subconsciously.

I saw that there was no trace of King Jing'an in front of me. Some were left with a pile of meat and blood scattered all over the ground. It was a terrible sight and I could no longer tell the difference between people.

Mo Bei's eyes froze, then he was slightly stunned, and subconsciously said "yes".

In the air above his head, a light blue illusory figure floated up and down, and this person looked exactly like himself.

"Could it be that this person is the original owner of this body?" Mo Bei thought subconsciously, and then looked at King Jing'an who had turned into flesh mud, with a sudden enlightenment in his eyes.

The human-shaped soul floating in the void stood in the void, smiled at Mo Bei, bowed slowly, and bowed solemnly to Mo Bei.

Then, it slowly floated up and rose up, gradually floating towards the sky.

At this moment, a bright light flashed past Mo Bei. In a trance, the latter only felt that his soul seemed to be completely integrated with this body at this time.

Mo Bei clenched his fist hard. The ease of feeling made a hint of surprise flow through his eyes: "It seems that this body belongs entirely to me!"

Mo Bei calmed down his mind, looked at the soul in the void, sighed, his lips squirmed, obscure characters floated out of his mouth, and his voice was thick and long:

"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, life will die, spirits will eventually die, all things will eventually die, in glory, just a handful of yellow earth, a handful of blue gray! Life is a hundred years, like a dream, how can there be eternal and immortal? The sunset in the end of the world is terrifying, but it is just a moment of time..."

"This is the mantra of rebirth on earth, which will bring you this life and pass through the world." Mo Bei's eyebrows were filled with a hint of sacredness, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Sudden--

Mo Bei's eyes were stunned, and then he looked shocked.

I saw the clouds and mists suddenly surged and slowly faded away. An old man with white eyebrows stepped on auspicious clouds and stomped out from the void in the clouds, but he could not see how fast he was.

From the nine sky to the ground, a thousand feet away was taken by this slow pace and was instantly passed.

Mo Bei was shocked, and then all the surprise flowed in his eyes was filled with surprise. He screamed excitedly, and held his fists and bowed: "Immortal? Immortal! Immortal!!!"

The voice is approaching wailing!

Mo Bei's excited face turned red, and his fingers were trembling: "The immortal appears and achieves the great way, which represents immortality. In this life, if I step into the immortal way, wouldn't I be able to live forever?"

"I struggled everything in my previous life, but finally became empty. I didn't expect that in this life, the opportunity finally came, and I must seek immortality!"

Mo Bei immediately let out a few breaths, quickly recovered from calmness, and gave a deep tribute.

"I've seen the immortal!"

The old man in the void raised his white eyebrows slightly, his cold eyes fell on Mo Bei, and he slowly said, "Why are you so excited when you see me?"

Mo Bei said: "Immortals are immortals. When I see immortals, I have the truth about immortals, so how can I not be excited? I will teach immortals to make jokes."

Unexpectedly, when the old man with white eyebrows heard this, he sneered disdainfully and said coldly: "Immortal? Where is there any immortal immortal in this world? What kind of immortality can there be!

I am the one who cultivates immortals!”

"Hey……"

Speaking of this, a terrifying light suddenly burst out from the deep eyes of the old man with white eyebrows, and he sneered repeatedly: "Demon cultivator, use humans to refine demons! Kill countless people, and millions of floating corpses!"

The voice just fell.

A powerful and cold chill burst out from him, like a collapse of Mount Tai, pressing down on him. The endless black magical intent turned into a thick black fog, overwhelmingly, like a storm, extremely fierce and violent!

At this moment, Mo Bei felt like a small boat in the midst of the stormy waves, and would be swallowed by this fierce and violent demonic aura at any time.

The cold and demonic intention made Mo Bei's soul tremble, and he was stunned in place for a moment, with his eyes wide open and unable to say a word.

The old man's eyes circulated, as if he was thinking, and slowly said, "Your rebirth mantra is good, let's save yourself again. Because you are about to die."

Speaking of this, the old man with white eyebrows turned his head and his eyes fell outside the Mo family's courtyard.

His voice just fell—

"kill!!"

"No one left!!"

"Save the prince quickly and don't let that little bastard run away!"

There were bursts of noisy shouts of killing from afar, spreading from afar, and the sound of rapid and chaotic footsteps were endless.

Mo Bei frowned, jumped onto the big rock and looked out of the Mo family's courtyard, and looked closely.

The dense black armor and the fully armed army of warriors gathered into a fierce black crowd, rushing in, and soon surrounded the entire Mo family's house.

There are countless black people, and at first glance, there are hundreds of people, fierce and evil. With a command, you will step on the entire Mo family to the ground!

Nowhere to escape!

Mo Bei's eyes flashed, his expression kept changing, and a light suddenly flashed through his mind.

He had a sudden inspiration, thrust his knees and said solemnly: "Senior, help me! I want to ask the old Taoist priest to accept me as his disciple and practice the immortal path!"

The old man with white eyebrows kept silent and stared at Mo Bei for a while. The light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. It was like two sharp knives, which made people dare not look directly at it.

The moment the two looked at each other, Mo Bei felt that his internal organs were seen through, and his sharp and deep eyes penetrated his soul, as if everything was exposed to him, without any secrets.

Under the sharp eyes, a sense of dizziness spread out from the depths of his mind. Mo Bei's eyes turned black and dizziness was almost fainting.

"Oh no!" Mo Bei's heart skipped a beat, a hint of ruthlessness appeared between his eyebrows, and his teeth bit the tip of his tongue.

A violent stinging sensation spread throughout his body like an electric shock. The rich smell of blood suddenly filled his mouth and tongue. This strong stimulation pulled Mo Bei back from his dizziness that was about to faint, and his mind became much clearer.

"Um?"

The old man with white eyebrows looked at Mo Bei with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"This child is much stronger than ordinary people."

Thinking of this secretly, the old man with white eyebrows said coldly: "It's not that easy to accept disciples in my ancient path. But seeing your amazing understanding, you can try it!"

"But..." As he said, the old man with white eyebrows turned his tone, and the smile on his lips became more and more upturned. There was a hint of cruelty in his smile, and his cold eyes kept flashing:

"Boy, if you can't stand the trial, hehe, my demon figurine is missing just one person!"

Mo Bei was overjoyed, and the stone in his heart finally landed on the ground. He was about to kowtow and thank him.

But the figure of the white-browed old man suddenly floated up a few feet, opened his mouth, and a black shadow spit out.

In an instant!

The black shadow spread out, and in just one breath, it had already covered the sky and the sky became dim.

The thick black fog covered the sky and covered the hundreds of troops outside the Mo family.

"What is this!" There was a commotion in the army, and he looked at the black fog that was covering him, and his heart was frightened.

"ah!"

Suddenly, the sergeant shrouded in the thick black fog screamed.
To be continued...