The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mo's figure flashed out like lightning.

Aptuo was stunned for a moment at first, but soon came to his senses, with a more ferocious smile on his face.

"Hahaha! What a boy, you have courage! Then let me see what you are capable of!"

Aptuo laughed wildly and rushed towards Lin Mo like a tiger descending a mountain.

However, Lin Mo was not afraid of Aptuo's fierce offensive.

His eyes were focused, and he advanced instead of retreating, rushing towards Aptuo's offensive.

At the same time, he was running the Xuanyuan Neijing, and he felt an invisible force emerging from under his skin like spring water.

That's strength.

A steady stream of power drawn from the Dragon Vein Sheji Diagram, as majestic as the ocean, continues to gush out.

Aptuo felt his eyes blurred before he could react.

Lin Mo's sharp figure had already appeared in front of him.

A pair of eyes full of murderous intent looked straight at him.

A strong sense of oppression swept over him instantly, making Aptuo feel palpitations.

Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was far more powerful than he imagined.

Immediately afterwards, a slender and powerful palm pressed on his chest.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, like a big drum being beaten hard.

The people surrounding him didn't even have time to see clearly how Lin Mo took action.

Aptuo only had time to let out a horrified roar before his whole body was shot away like a cannonball.

He hit the surrounding stone walls hard, making a deafening noise.

The sixth level of dragon and tiger prajna power surges like a violent storm.

And Xuanyuan Neijing turned the power of dragon veins into a trickle, continuously providing strength to Lin Mo.

At this moment, Lin Mo's body seemed to be made of fine steel, and his strength was so great that it seemed to be able to shake the world.

His skin is as tough as iron, and his flesh and blood contains amazing power, which has already exceeded the limits of ordinary people.

Even those so-called innate masters are far behind.

But Aptuo, faced with Lin Mo's surging momentum like a tsunami, was powerless to fight back.

"Roar--"

A deafening roar of a terrifying beast sounded.

Aptuo's figure suddenly transformed into a furious black bear, extremely ferocious.

However, as soon as he stood up from the ground, Lin Mo slapped his palm casually.

"boom--"

Aptuo felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his whole body was violently knocked out again, and he fell heavily on the stone wall, splashing a cloud of dust.

If it weren't for the strangeness of this ancient bronze tree, the surrounding area would have been cracked by the impact.

Lin Mo retracted his palm lightly, as if he flicked an insect away.

This scene left everyone watching stunned, with shock in their eyes.

Previously, Aptuo's power was unmatched by anyone, and everyone was overwhelmed by him.

However, now, Lin Mo in front of him seemed to be playing with a bug, slapping Aptuo away at will.

This strong contrast caused an indescribable shock to everyone's hearts.

When Lin Mo pressed Aptuo to the ground for an unknown number of times.

Aptuo suddenly stopped struggling.

He lowered his head, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was full of madness.

"Interesting, really interesting!"

Aptuo raised his head, with a strange black light flashing in his eyes, "But if you only have this level of means, you can't do anything to me!"

He raised his hands to the sky, and a strong demonic aura instantly filled the air, covering the entire space.

Against the backdrop of this demonic energy, Aptuo's figure looked even more terrifying, like a demon god crawling out of hell.

On his face, the veins and blood vessels were wriggling like earthworms, exuding a palpitating aura.

The people onlookers, in front of this terrifying aura, had already turned pale with fear.

However, facing such a terrifying Aptuo, Lin Mo seemed unusually calm.

"Jie Jie Jie, mortal, I will let you understand how big the gap is between you and me..."

Aputuo's face was shrouded in thick black mist, as ferocious as an evil ghost from hell.

He waved his hand casually, and the demonic energy surged out like a tide, drowning Lin Mo in an instant.

At this moment, the energy and blood all over Lin Mo's body rolled and turned into a sheet of red steam.

The demonic energy was actually kept out, just like fire burning through the frost, the demonic energy was unable to invade at all.

Aputuo looked at this scene with a flash of astonishment in his eyes, and then his greed became even stronger.

"What a strong energy and blood! This son's physical strength is rare in the world. He is a container tailor-made for me!"

His eyes flashed with fanaticism, and he waved his big hand violently.

The demonic energy surged out and turned into a thick demonic python, spiraling up and heading towards Lin Mo.

The demon python was filled with black energy and its fangs were thick, as if it was about to twist Lin Mo's flesh and blood body into pieces.

However, facing this ferocious attack, Lin Mo just sneered.

"You want to hurt me with this little trick?"

boom!

There was a roar.

Qi and blood spurted out from Lin Mo's body, like a volcano erupting.

A scorching breath swept out in an instant, directly dispersing and defeating the giant python formed by the evil spirit.

Aptuo was shocked when he saw this.

"How is it possible? This guy actually defeated my magic python attack!"

He didn't expect that Lin Mo's physical strength would be so powerful that even his magic python couldn't shake it.

At the moment when Aptuo lost his mind, Taoist Qingyuan and Yang Yunchan seized this golden opportunity.

With a movement of their bodies, they turned into two streams of light and went straight for Aptuo's vitals.

However, at the moment when their attack was about to touch Aptuo.

The space in front suddenly became distorted, as if there was an invisible hand stirring in it.

Master Qingyuan's sword struck a piece of metal equipment hard, making a deafening sound of metal collision.

The huge repulsive force caused Qingyuan Zhenren's body to shake suddenly, and then he was pushed violently backward.

His eyes widened in shock, and he realized that what he had just struck was the ruler wielded by Yang Yunchan!

On the other side, Yang Yunchan was also forced to take a few steps back by Master Qingyuan's counterattack.

His face was flushed, and he was obviously shocked.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of shock and anger flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect Aptuo's methods to be so weird and unpredictable.

Able to distort space in an instant and transfer their attacks to each other.

In this way, they can't get close to each other at all.

How can we kill him?

Yang Yunchan felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Seeing this scene, Lin Mo's eyes also flashed with surprise.

What a weird trick!

At this moment, Aptuo stretched out his claws.

There was a terrifying black aura lingering on the claws, which seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld ghosts.

As long as it is hit, the flesh and blood will quickly fester, and within three days, the whole person will turn into a pool of blood.

However, faced with this horrific attack.

Lin Mo just glanced at it lightly, without any fear on his face.

The moment the opponent attacked, Lin Mo suddenly drew his sword.

His movements were as fast as the wind, like lightning piercing the night sky.

The sky-cutting sword-drawing technique!