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

Lin Mo's heart trembled, and he realized that this black vortex cannot be broken by brute force.

His heart was racing, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

I remembered that Aptuo relied on that drop of golden blood to open this black vortex portal.

Something moved in his heart.

If that drop of golden blood could be destroyed, perhaps this strange vortex could be closed.

With this in mind, Lin Mo decisively divided one-third of the nearly 300,000 experience points accumulated in his body and added it to the thunder method in Yuan Ling's palm.

With the injection of experience points, the thunder energy in his body accumulated and exploded, and the thunder method went straight to the realm of great success!

Then, Lin Mo moved and rushed towards the black vortex again.

Upon seeing this, Aptuo thought that he was trying to do his same trick again, and he couldn't help but reveal a contemptuous smile on his face.

"The mantis is using his arms as a chariot, and he is overestimating his own abilities!"

He sneered and waved his hand.

The rich demonic energy condensed into a huge demonic python, roaring and rushing towards Lin Mo.

However, Lin Mo was not afraid, he raised his hand and clapped his hand.

The lightning technique in the palm of his hand exploded instantly, and the lightning flashed in his palm, instantly scattering the demonic python.

At the same time, the Zhanye Sword swept out and killed the monsters that tried to attack him.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Mo broke through the obstacles of layers of demonic energy and the entanglement of those monsters, and headed straight for the black whirlpool.

Seeing this, Aptuo understood Lin Mo's true intention and immediately wanted to step forward to stop him.

But at this time, a strong sense of crisis for no reason made his hair stand on end.

Aptuo stopped in time and subconsciously dodged sideways.

The next moment, a red light rushed out from the slanting thorn and hit the place where he was standing just now.

Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound, and the red light left a deep mark on the ground.

Relying on the delay of the blood-patterned steel needle, Lin Mo had reached the edge of the black vortex.

He took a deep breath and activated the thunder in his hand, attaching it to the long knife.

Then, he raised the long knife high, swung it out suddenly, and struck the drop of golden blood with thunderous force.

"No!"

Aptuo's eyes were about to burst.

"Om-"

There was a roar, and the golden blood instantly dispersed when struck by the thunderous sword light.

At the same time, the black vortex trembled violently, as if it had lost its support, and began to shrink inward rapidly.

When Lin Mo saw this, he felt happy.

It seems that my guess is correct.

The owner of the giant black hand seemed a little panicked and hurriedly tried to withdraw the giant arm.

However, the black vortex shrank too fast and stuck tightly to the arm of the giant arm, blocking it and preventing it from shrinking any further.

Seeing this situation, Lin Mo jumped suddenly and came to the giant hand again.

As soon as his toes touched the giant palm, he felt a heart-rending roar.

This roar is not an ordinary sound, or it is a "real object" such as a Qi field.

Rather, it is a kind of fluctuation that resonates with the soul.

Obviously, the collapse of the black vortex put tremendous pressure on the owner of the arm, making it unable to maintain a stable channel.

However, even so, it was able to keep its arm from being broken by the space force.

Lin Mo decided to add fire to it.

He ran the Xuanyuan Inner Canon again, and the majestic power of the dragon veins emerged crazily.

Raising the Zhanye Sword high above his head, he slashed at the giant arm like he was cutting down a towering ancient tree.

"Oh!"

A dull sound appeared.

Lin Mo's sword slashed without any mercy and with all his strength, and landed on the arm at his feet.

The moment the tip of the knife touched, the first thing he felt was a layer of cuticle as hard as iron.

It contains an astonishing counter-shock force, trying to neutralize the power of the Zhanye Sword.

However, at this time, Zhanye Sword suddenly made a buzzing sound.

An unparalleled sword intent burst out from the blade, vibrating at high speed, and directly broke through the solid defense line.

A "hiss" sound!

The Zhanye knife cut into the flesh and blood of the giant arm, and a stream of blue and stinky juice spurted out from the wound and spilled all over the ground.

The owner of the giant arm roared even more fiercely. The sound was like a roar from the Nine Nether Hells, making the entire space tremble.

And when Lin Mo raised the knife in his hand, what he saw was a deep knife mark.

Zhan Ye Dao directly broke through the opponent's defense line.

Finally the damage was done to the giant arm.

However, Lin Mo's mood did not lighten up.

Because this knife mark is really insignificant compared to the giant black palm.

Lin Mo immediately decided not to hold back any more, and devoted all the remaining nearly 200,000 experience points to the Heaven-Slaying and Drawing Sword Technique.

Suddenly, the already accomplished Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique seemed to have been injected with new life, approaching the state of perfection!

"What about the real demons of heaven and earth? I will kill them with one sword!"

The Zhanye Dao in his hand seemed to feel Lin Mo's determination and madness.

A strong sword intention burst out from the blade.

This sword had killed many powerful enemies hundreds of years ago in the hands of its previous owner, earning the opponent the name of the legendary sword sect.

Although it has been silent for a long time, now, it has followed Lin Mo and drank the blood of many murderers. The edge that has been silent for a long time will bloom again!

Lin Mo's muscles all over his body tensed up, and power continuously gathered on the blade.

He took a deep breath, then swung the knife sharply, slashing at the split scar without mercy!

"Chong-"

Accompanied by the sound of Qingyue's sword.

A ray of sword light quickly streaked down like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating along the cracked scar on the black giant palm.

Quickly passed by again!

The next moment, there was a "click".

The sound of bones breaking was heard.

The huge palm was cut off abruptly by Lin Mo's sword.

Like a huge boulder, it suddenly fell towards the ground.

"Uh……"

This scene fell in Aptuo's eyes, and his expression instantly froze, as if he had seen something incredible.

One knife actually cut off the devil's hand!

The Zhanye Dao seemed to be conscious, conveying a feeling of joy to Lin Mo.

Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on Lin Mo's face.

"what?"

He looked down and saw wisps of strange black energy coming out of the broken devil's hand.

This breath was neither Yin Qi nor evil breath, nor any kind of breath that Lin Mo was familiar with.

It seems to be the culmination of all filthiness, yet it transcends the scope of these filthiness.

And like a living creature, after touching Lin Mo's arm, it tried its best to drill towards his wrist.

Even the blood armor covering his body couldn't stop it.

But the "Illustration of Sinful Spirits" in his mind trembled slightly.

These strange breaths were sucked in instantly and turned into experience points immediately.