The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

At the moment of falling into the crater, Qin Mo felt a burst of heat waves rushing to face, Qin ink face a glimpse, quickly mobilized the Yuan Shenli, slowed down the speed.

When he was above the crater, he faintly heard that there seemed to be something strange underneath, and it was pushed down by Su Dong without even checking it.

At this moment, his body is still falling, watching more and more near the surface of the magma, Qin Mo wrist movement, for a long time did not use the falling sword to appear in his hands, backhand a sword, the sword into the mountain wall, only stopped the body constantly Falling trend.

Qin Mo's body shape turned, turned over and stood on the top of the thunder sword. The thunder sword was trembling, and there was no spiritual blessing. The thunder sword is no different from the ordinary sword.

Qin Mo brow wrinkled and looked up to the top. He could only see the crater circle the sky into a very small area.

His position is far from the crater. Perhaps it was only a small distance for him. As long as he runs the sword, he can escape from it in a moment. Unfortunately, he can now use only the immature Yuanshen.

Thinking of this, a figure suddenly fell from the narrow crater above, Qin ink eyes stunned, waiting for him to see the figure, the pupil slammed.

Do not think much, Qin Mo will release all the magical powers in the body, gathered into an invisible long rope, waving in the direction of the coming people, the long ropes turned a few laps in the air, only tied his waist, Qin ink hand slammed , pulled him to the top of the thunder sword.

This action is very painstaking. When Lin Ziwei stood firmly on the sword, Qin Mo’s body was almost used in the body. He supported the rock wall with his hands. Qin Mo reluctantly maintained his standing posture and looked at him: “How come you are here? "With Lin Ziwei's strength, it is extremely easy to escape from the dark tombs."

"Master, do you care about me?" I didn't mean that Qin Mo was cold and cold, and Lin Zi smirked and laughed. There was something in the tone that couldn't tell the joy.

Qin Mo’s tone was stagnation, and his eyes looked at Lin Ziwei intricately. He understood in his heart that Lin Zikai was doing this for him.

“Hey!” The huge suction came from below. When you looked down, you saw a huge vortex magma formed rapidly in the center. The sound of the harsh water flowed from below. The air around it was faintly distorted.

Under the action of this vortex, the two people in the hot magma rose rapidly, and the two men changed their faces. They looked at each other and the body shape jumped from the long sword and quickly went upward.

The suction below is getting bigger and bigger. Qin Mo constantly inserts the thunder sword into the rock wall and does not fall down. The fine sweat beads appear on his forehead, and Qin Mo also refuses to wipe it at this moment. The same is true of Lin Zi’s hand holding a long gun.

Once again, the Thunder Sword was inserted into the rock wall. Qin Mo gently exhaled a breath, but at this time there was a hand reaching in front of him.

Qin Mo smashed, looking at Lin Zikai's double crystal bright eyes, slowly extending his free left hand to hold it. There was a faint smile on the face of the forest, and he whispered: "Master brother..."

When the voice just fell, Qin Mo felt that Lin Ziwei held his hand and forced it. Lin Zi slammed a slam, and directly smashed Qin Mo to the top. At the same time, a violent amount of violence broke out from Lin Zikai, and a giant eagle forest was slowly formed.

Lin Zikai reached out and pointed at the direction of Qin Mo. The giant eagle seemed to have a straightforward look. The enclave came under the body of Qin Mo and went up with Qin Mo.

On the previous volcano, the forest killed a few people in the tomb, and almost consumed all his power. At this moment, he once again summoned the giant eagle, which has already consumed his power. He held the pikeman loose and fell so straight. Go on.

On the back of the giant eagle of Qin Mozhen, he couldn’t move at all. He just watched Lin’s hand release the long gun on the rock wall, and his body shape continued to fall.

The woods are flying and the face is still smiling. Qin Mo can clearly read the words "master brother" from his mouth.

"boom!"

Among the fallen magma, the forest splashed a lot of sparks, and the magma center boiled, slowly covering his body.

Looking at Lin Zikai disappeared in front of him, Qin ink eyes gradually became a little moist, staring at the traces of magma that could not be seen, Qin Mokou said in a graceful way: "Zi Zi..."

At the moment when Lin Zi’s figure disappeared completely, the body of the giant eagle under Qin Mo suddenly solidified, and then it became a light spot and disappeared into the air.

Qin Mo's body shape was stagnation, and once again fell to the bottom, looking at the red color in front of him, Qin Mo tightly held the thunder sword in his hand, slowly closed his eyes and gave up the resistance. At this moment, he appeared in front of his eyes. It’s Lin Zixiao’s smile.

His face gradually softened, his lips moved, and he said lowly: "If we are all alive, I will forgive you."

Blood continued to flow from the crater, forming a thin blood line along the wall, eventually gathering on a small depression on the wall. Under the action of these blood, the depression became larger and larger, and later became a hole. The hole trembled and the whole person of Qin Mo was inhaled.

When the body was moved, Qin Mo opened his eyes. He was now in a damp cave, surrounded by the wind.

"Ticking... Ticking..." There was a sound of water coming from the side. Qin Mo looked back and looked at the hole behind him. His eyes were unclear. But I saw a flaming red magma suddenly coming over the cave, and the road ahead of the cave was completely covered by magma.

Qin Mo's hole shrinks and directly throws a sword against the magma. Without the spiritual power drive, the flashing sword mans is directly swallowed by the magma.

At the foot of Qin Mo, he continually retreated and ran towards the depths of the cave. He felt the burning scent behind him, and Qin Mo did not dare to relax.

After a long walk, Qin Mo’s eyes lit up, and a radiant enchantment appeared in front of him.

His brow was wrinkled, and he reached out and touched the enchantment gently. He was touched by Qin Mo, and the enchantment swayed. He slowly separated from the middle like a stream of water. Qin Mo did not hesitate to go in. When Qin Mo went in for a moment, the enchantment once again restored its original appearance.

Behind the magma came to the front of the enchantment, so that Qin Mo was surprised that he had not caused any obstacles to him, but he blocked all the powerful magma.

When Qin Mo turned around and looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes were full of horror. This place is their purpose, and he finally knows why it is called Blackrock Cave.

This cave is very large, with many black stones scattered around it. There is a strange altar in the middle of the ground. There are four stone pillars on the corner of the altar. There are several evil spirits carved on them. They are grinning or dancing. Terrible.

At the center of the altar, there is a huge stone monument. The stone monument looks very old, and the whole body is locked with an iron chain. There is a strange and strange feeling.

Walking up to the center of the altar, Qin ink fingers slowly stroked the stone tablet, and a desolate meaning was uploaded from the stone tablet to the fingertips of Qin ink. The coolness seemed to pass directly to the heart of Qin Mo through the fingertips.

Qin ink eyes smashed, groping up on it, but did not find any other strange places, can only shift the line of sight to a black stone.

The stones are all Yuanshi, their color is pure black, which is better than the quality of the old man before him. But it makes the Qin Mo feel strange, and a dark meaning is constantly emanating from these stones. .

He grabbed a piece of Yuanshi at his feet, and Qin Mo thought for a while, and slowly put a trace of God into it. The silk gods have just entered the Yuanshi, and there is a black breath blowing in the direction of Qin ink.

This black atmosphere is full of dark meaning, with a lot of negative emotions, along the Qin and ink gods toward his body. Qin Mo was shocked and quickly cut off the gods, but unfortunately it was already late, and the dark breath came directly to the body of Qin Mo.

Qin Mo’s body trembled slightly, and his body’s coldness could not be covered.

Since coming to the dark tomb, it has been slamming into the Qin Mo Dantian. The thunder fire suddenly swelled up, followed by Qin Mo’s body and veins, and directly burned the black. After doing this, the Thunderfire returned to the Qin Mo Dantian again, and the size of the peas was restored before, and the color was somewhat dull.

Qin Mo slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He just wanted to throw away the stone in his hand and acted like a reminder of what he had thought of. He threw the strange stone into the Qiankun bag.

I couldn't find an exit at the same time. Qin Mo sat next to the stone tablet and took out the old man to give him Yuan Shi to start adjusting his interest.

"Hey." Qin Mo sighed and opened his eyes. As soon as he closed his eyes, there would be a smile when the forest fell into the magma.

He reached out and touched his chest, and for the first time in the darkness, he appeared in a confused color. Today, he can't understand how Lin Zikai feels about him.

"Shashasha..." The altar shook a bit. There was a majestic black force on the ground behind Qin Mo, and the power came out of the ground and turned into a black giant palm.

The black palm is like a claw from the abyss, with a hurricane, directly rushing toward Qin Mo.