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

At this moment, Lin Mo's body was like an oven.

The energy and blood all over his body burned vigorously and turned into a billowing fire.

The majestic hot blood seemed to burn everything.

In front of this force, Aptuo could only scream and scream, looking extremely miserable.

"Please, let me go!"

Aptuo finally lowered his proud head and begged.

However, Lin Mo remained unmoved. He still recited the magic formula silently with a firm look on his face.

Hearing the sound of this magic formula, Aptuo finally felt Lin Mo's determination.

It began to become angry and angry, and yelled: "You ignorant guy! I am just a projection of consciousness, what is your ability to hurt me?

Just wait, I'll remember your taste! If you insist on acting recklessly, when my true self comes to the world later, I will repay everything you have done to me today tenfold..."

Aptuo threatened angrily.

But Lin Mo didn't pause at all.

He had heard many similar threats like this.

He smiled lightly and said: "If your true body can come here so easily, why do you need to pretend to be powerful here?"

After saying that, the elixir fire in his body suddenly surged.

Aptuo's soul twisted for a while, and finally transformed into a lizard the size of a person.

"So this is what your true form looks like?" Lin Mo was slightly surprised.

However, Aptuo is, after all, a projection of consciousness from the real demon of heaven and earth.

After being tempered by the true demon essence and blood, the strength of the soul is extraordinary.

Even compared to the Taoist cultivators who have refined their gods and returned to the void, they are not far behind.

Therefore, it is impossible to refine it in a short time.

We can only temporarily suppress it in the alchemy cauldron and slowly wear away its power.

However, the moment Lin Mo suppressed Aptuo.

The "Picture Book of Sinful Spirits" in his mind suddenly burst into light.

After the light dissipated, there was an extra page of information on the page.

[Prisoner: Aptuo (consciousness projection)

Sin value: ten stars

Strength: unknown

Realm: unknown

Status: in custody

Capture participation rate: 100%

Income: 1000 experience points/hour]

Lin Mo looked at the page of information, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He did not expect that just by suppressing a ray of consciousness projection of Aptuo, he would be able to obtain such huge profits.

The experience points he contributed alone were comparable to the sum total of the hundreds of martial arts prisoners he suppressed.

Moreover, this is just a projection of consciousness.

If the true form of Aptuo could be suppressed, the experience value would probably be an astronomical figure that would be jaw-dropping!

Of course, this is just a thought, and it is definitely impossible to do now.

Four underground floors.

Those monsters that escaped from the black hole connected to the abyss demon world, lost the restraints of Aptuo, and ran around like wild horses.

There is a translucent bladed mantis flying in the air, cutting the air and making a sharp whistling sound.

The calf-shaped two-headed wolf roared, baring its fangs.

The ugly toad croaks and screams, making people feel numb.

And the one-eyed weirdo with stinking mucus all over his body is even more disgusting and makes you want to vomit.

There are so many that it is difficult to describe them one by one.

Yang Yunchan and others who had previously escaped from the ancient bronze tree were shocked when they saw the many monsters pouring out of the passage behind them.

"That one...can't beat Aptuo?"

Jiuling Old Taoist murmured to himself.

"Yes, Aptuo is a real demon in heaven and earth. Even the sword sect of the world may not be able to match him."

Monk Mingde sighed helplessly.

After feeling the breath of strangers, those monsters immediately became violent, their eyes were red, and they pounced on them like hungry wolves.

Everyone hurriedly waved their weapons to resist the attacks of these monsters.

However, Yu Qian and Long Yi have lost their fighting power.

Qingyuan Zhenren also had to distract himself to help suppress the evil dragon spirit in Long Yi's body.

"Master, what should we do now? Should we fight with them, or should we leave here first?"

Old Taoist Jiuling helped Yu Qian and asked anxiously.

"If these monsters escape from here, the people of Kyoto City will suffer. We must not sit idly by and watch!"

Master Qingyuan took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Mei Gu also nodded and agreed: "The real person is right! Even if we can escape, the people of Kyoto City cannot escape."

"Amitabha, for the sake of the people of Kyoto City, even if this poor monk dies here today, he will never take a step back!"

Monk Mingde clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant, his eyes shining with determination.

Seeing everyone's attitude of risking life and death, Yang Yunchan couldn't help but be moved.

Master Qingyuan turned to look at him and said solemnly: "Mr. Yang, it is the duty of our Dragon Guard Division to protect this place. If you want to leave, we will never force you to leave. But please spread the news and find the Taoist master. Come and seal this place.”

Yang Yunchan snorted coldly, held his head high and said, "Humph, who do you think I am? Am I, Yang Yunchan, the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"This happened because of me. It is my duty to stop the monster!"

As he spoke, Yang Yunchan picked up the ruler in his hand and assumed a posture ready for a big fight.

Although there were many monsters in front of him, as a former imperial master, he showed no fear. Instead, he felt calm in his heart.

Master Qingyuan was a little surprised by Yang Yunchan's attitude.

However, he did not say anything more, but said in a deep voice: "In that case, fellow Taoist Jiuling, you and Mei Gu, take Lao Yu and Xiao Yi and leave here quickly, we will stop these monsters for you!"

"But……"

Old Taoist Jiuling hesitated.

He looked at the injured Yu Qian and Long Yi, and couldn't help but feel worried.

"Stop it, time is running out, hurry up and leave!" Master Qingyuan urged.

He looked at Aunt Mei again and said: "Aunt Mei, please contact the experts from the Taoist and Buddhist sects to come and seal this place. We will block the monsters here and buy you time."

Aunt Mei knew that the situation was critical now, so she nodded and said nothing more.

He took Long Yi from the arms of Master Qingyuan, and together with Old Taoist Jiuling, took Yu Qian and walked quickly in the direction of Suolongjing, praying secretly in his heart.

"Zhenmao, you must guard! I will find someone to help as soon as possible!"

"Hey, it's true that destiny cannot be violated!"

Looking at the two people leaving, Yang Yunchan sighed secretly in his heart.

The president wants to bury the bones of his close relatives in Zhenlongji's cave.

Trying to use the power of Feng Shui to help restore the old system.

Although Yang Yunchan understood that this move was tantamount to reversal.

But from the bottom of his heart, he also wanted to help the president ascend to the throne.

Therefore, I still have some expectations for this in my heart.

Unfortunately, reality is always so cruel.

He finally understood it now.

Destiny is something that cannot be countered by human power.

The torrent of the times is like the rolling water of the Yangtze River passing eastward.

Anyone who wants to swim against the current must be prepared to be swallowed by the waves!

"That's all. Since God's will is this, let's fight to the death here!"

Yang Yunchan shook his head and sighed, making a decision in his heart.

Just think of it as atonement for the mistakes you made before!