The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

"These grasses are the materials for the master to refine the remedy. You have to take care of it." The voice of the boy was calm and waveless, and there was no emotion in it.

Qin Mo stood in front of the grass in front of the hut, and heard the boy say so, and gently sighed, but his eyes unconsciously landed on the bright red grass in the corner.

When I noticed the sight of Qin Mo, the boy looked in that direction. When he saw the red grass, his light was dark, and then his mouth twitched slightly. His face raised a sardonic smile: "You Do you know why this grass is bright red?"

Qin ink’s expression on his face remained unchanged. He still looked at the grassy grass quietly. During this time with the boy, he had clearly understood the character of the boy. What he said would not be what he said. Good words.

Without the answer from Qin Mo, the boy did not mind at all. He walked slowly to the side of the grass, and reached out and touched the **** leaves gently. Some of the mouth was fascinated and praised: "This color is beautiful, just Like the color of blood..."

Having said that, his face is more intoxicated, but there is a burst of black in the slightly stunned eyes: "Know that this color is dyed with blood!"

With that said, he stretched out and kicked the brown soil around the grass, and then said, "Do you know? There are many monks' bodies lying underneath. It won't take long for us to be like them. Lying here makes this grass more beautiful."

Looking at the face of the mad teenager, Qin Mo's eyes flashed a trace of cold light, this Liu Zhongchi is too poisonous, and even done so many crazy things for alchemy.

His fingers sang, and the clear liquid appeared out of thin air, slowly falling on the grass in front of him. Sunlight shines on these drops of water, reflecting a beautiful rainbow. Looking at this gorgeous color, Qin Mo's eyes are slightly raised, it seems that he has to take action as soon as possible.

During this time, he was forced to eat a lot of medicinal herbs, which made him suffer for a while and then turned into spiritual power and directly into his body. Now his strength has reached the sixth floor of the foundation period, plus the little fox who has a little strength but has a little strength, and he has a certain degree of certainty in dealing with Liu Zhongchi.

"Small slaves, come in for me!" At this moment, Liu Zhongchi's violent voice came from inside the house. Both the boy and the Qin ink were a meal, and then stopped the movement in his hand and walked toward the house.

Liu Zhongchi stood by the Dan furnace, his hands squatting, controlling the flame under the Dan furnace. He heard the footsteps of Qin and Mo, and threw a dagger in the direction of the two without lifting his head. The eyes were still tight. Tightly staring at the alchemy furnace in front of him, said: "Put a bowl of blood out!"

Qin Moyi, then immediately understood the meaning of Liu Zhongchi, his eyes flashed, picking up the dagger on the ground, but his right hand was slightly gripped in the air, wanting to summon the lightning sword.

"Hey!" A clear sound rang, and the dagger in Qin Mo’s hand fell to the ground again. The young man next to him bent and picked up the dagger on the ground. His eyes were dull and he could not see the slightest emotion. Said: "Your blood is not worthy of the owner to refine the remedy, or use mine."

Liu Zhongchi sneaked at them at random and once again focused his attention on the Dan furnace in front of him. He did not care about the movement between them. For him, alchemy was the most important thing.

The teenager's eyes closed, and the dagger in his hand slammed against the wrist. This action was very skillful.

When the blow failed, the dagger seemed to be stuck in the air, and there was no familiar pain on the wrist. The teenager opened his eyes in horror and saw a lavender light group tightening the dagger in his hand. Wrapped.

Qin Mo, who has been standing quietly beside him, holds a sword and slams a sword in the direction of Liu Zhongchi.

The long sword was surrounded by heavy thunder and lightning, and the sound of thunder was heard from it. The sound was extremely horrible. Only a sword made a **** mouth for Liu Zhongchi, who was invincible in the eyes of the youngster.

Liu Zhongchi’s mind has always been concentrated on alchemy. In his heart, Qin Mo and the little slaves gestured a small role. He did not expect that they would attack him. He did not say that the little slave had been sealed with spiritual power when he was caught by him. Qin Mo, who bought it from the auction site, was fed a precious condensate. But I did not expect that everything was an accident. The thunder fire in Qin Mo was the biggest accident.

"Hey! It's really bold!" Liu Zhongchi's face is extremely ugly, and his eyes are cold and cold with a smothering look at Qin Mo in front. At the same time, God knows how to control the soul of Qin Mo.

After a while, see the normal appearance of Qin ink is not affected, Liu Zhongchi's eyes flashed a strange color, this spirit Dan is the rumor of their martial art, the power has always been strong, few people can crack it Pharmacological. Thinking of this, he was in the middle of his heart, watching Qin ink's eyes complicated, it seems that the person who bought him back is not simple.

"It’s no wonder that I dared to attack me. I didn’t expect that in a short period of time, you have already got rid of the control of the soul, and the strength has already reached the sixth floor of the building." Liu Zhongchi stared at Qin Mo with a sigh of relief, slowly said. .

The young man standing behind Qin Mo looked at Qin Mo with a strange look. He did not expect that in these days, Qin Mo, who was used as a drug slave, not only lost his vitality, but also strengthened his strength. His eyes flashed and he always died. There is a burning glow in the eyes, does this mean that he has hope to escape from here?

He came here with great enthusiasm. He thought that he could spell out a certain world based on his own strength. He did not expect that he was caught by Liu Zhongchi, the wicked person, and became a low-skilled drug slave. He was arrested with him. Those people have already died one by one, leaving him alone to survive. He thought that if it wasn't for the deepest part of his heart, he would have died.

Liu Zhongchi’s eyes were like a poisonous snake, staring at Qin Mo tightly. Then he showed a sly smile on his face and said with a sigh in his mouth: "But this is not enough."

His hands quickly formed a printing method. For a time, a huge fist flashing silver appeared in the air, and then his hands moved. The giant boxing with a sense of deterrence seemed to be invincible. The direction of the ink goes away.

"Boom!" This giant punch crossed the air, causing a burst of wind, and the surrounding air was a bit arrogant.

Qin Mo's gaze is slightly tight, he can clearly feel the destructive power in this giant boxing. He has a shape, his right hand clenches his long sword, his left hand quickly picks up the sword, and his mouth is low: "Broken sword "In an instant, his body is purple." Immediately, Qin Mo did not hesitate to wave a sword in the direction of the giant boxing.

"Hey!" Jianguang and Jinguang collided in midair, and the violent spiritual fluctuations spread from the junction of the two attacks.

"Oh, it's really good, I want to use your body to refine the effect of the medicine will be better!" Looking at his own attack was blocked, Liu Zhongchi was not angry and laughed, but the expression on his face became more and more infiltrating.

As soon as his voice fell, he saw his body lean forward slightly, his right hand raised upwards, and a strange trace was drawn in the air.

"Be careful, he wants to make a stunned dragon!" Seeing his movements, the juvenile pupils on the side shrank and immediately screamed.

The face of Qin Mo is also a glimpse. He also recognized this trick, which is the law that Liu Zhongchi used for the woman in red outside the city. Thinking this way, his left hand was moving, and the spiritual power around him rioted again in his direction.

"The first type of broken sword - 斩风云!" The low voice came from Qin Mo's throat. At the same time, the long sword in his hand converges all the brilliance in an instant and becomes ordinary. Qin The ink stood in the same place, and the finger moved, and the tip of the sword smashed toward the dragon that had not yet formed at the top of Liuzhongchi.

This sword looks unpretentious, but it gives a terrible feeling that can shake the world. The first type of broken sky sword, the wind and the clouds, the upper can be cloud, the next can break the wind, if not the strength of Qin ink is too weak, this sword can kill Liu Zhongchi in place.

"Hey!" Jinlong has not yet formed, and this sword is cut off.

The offensive was destroyed, Liu Zhongchi’s face was not white, and another blood was sprayed, blood splashed, and a few drops fell on the Dan furnace next to it. Several people did not notice that the flame under the Dan furnace was actually a moment. It is bright.

"You kid, give me to die!" Liu Zhongchi's eyes are red, if he said that he just wanted to catch Qin Mo, at this moment he really moved to kill, and both hands will be attacked by Qin Mo.

At this moment, a huge figure appeared in the room, and then there was a loud drink in the air: "You have to give the fox to die!"

As the little fox's drink fell, the huge white long tail smashed in the direction of Liu Zhongchi. Suddenly, Liu Zhongchi's figure flew out like a broken kite, and squatted in the middle of the alchemy furnace. Above.

The alchemy furnace couldn't stand such a heavy blow, and the "哗啦" burst into tears, but only the bottom of the fire was still burning strangely.

"Cough!" Liu Zhongchi fell to the ground and coughed twice. Then he glanced over Qin Mo and the little fox. The next moment, he suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha, really, I am a good bully." , I..."

Before he finished, his eyes suddenly became strange and his face was exposed with a terrifying look, and his body trembled fiercely.

A touch of flame appeared in the sight of Qin Mo and others. It ignited from the back of Liu Zhongchi, and finally wrapped his whole person in it.

"Ah!" Liu Zhongchi shouted out, and the whole house echoed his miserable cry, but no matter how he struggled, the flames were getting stronger and stronger.

For a moment, Liu Zhongchi, who was originally extremely fearful, turned into a black ash under the flame.