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

Standing in front of the altar, Lin Mo could clearly feel the strong and unique aura emanating from the stone pillars.

He already knew in his heart that these must be altars and religious buildings secretly built deep underground by some unknown race.

What they worship is the totem symbol of China for thousands of years - the real dragon!

Originally, looking down from above, this place already showed its magnificent grandeur.

But when you actually step onto the steps of the altar, the feeling of shock is even more overwhelming.

Lin Mo just raised his foot, but suddenly found that several gray-white skeletons on the altar, which seemed to be sacrificed, were trembling slightly.

His pupils shrank, and he thought it was due to dazzle, but when he looked again—

Those skeletons that should have rotted into ashes suddenly stood up with a crackling sound as if they had gone crazy!

“Click, click…”

The twelve skeletons turned their heads at the same time, and the ghostly blue fire in their eye sockets suddenly surged.

Each of these things is more than two meters tall and has spiral horns on its head.

He held a stone axe and a broken knife in his hands, and black air like ice chips was seeping from the cracks between his bones.

The body is covered with a layer of something like scales.

If an ordinary person were faced with this weird scene, he would probably have peed his pants out of fear.

But Lin Mo just raised his eyebrows without any panic.

"We are under the throne of the Dragon God..."

The skeletons suddenly roared in unison, with a noise like the friction of gravel rolling in their throats.

"…Guardians who protect the Dragon's Tomb! Those who blaspheme the true dragon—kill, kill, kill!"

Before he could finish his words, a dark white bone spear tore through the wind and came towards him!

The tip of the gun was wrapped in a fishy and foul wind, and it was moving so fast that it left an afterimage, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue and heading straight for Lin Mo's throat.

Lin Mo didn't even bat an eyelid, he moved sideways to avoid the attack, raised his foot and lashed the middle of the gun barrel like an iron whip.

The bone spear flew backwards with a "buzz" sound and was nailed three inches into the stone wall.

The tail of the gun was still vibrating at a high frequency, causing gravel to fall down.

This is a hornet's nest.

The twelve skeletons of dragon generals roared in unison and rushed forward swinging stone axes, bone knives and spears.

They looked like a group of mad dogs crawling out of their graves.

Looking at the aggressive skeleton generals, Lin Mo was not afraid. Instead, a hint of heat appeared in his eyes.

Ever since his last fight with the evil spirit Meng E, he hasn't met a decent opponent for a long time.

At this moment, his own desire to fight was instantly aroused.

"Well done!"

Lin Mo roared, and the South China Sea Turtle Snake Skill began to work.

In an instant, blue-black lines crawled up along the neck to the cheeks, and it seemed as if basalt was flowing under the skin.

He actually faced the bone knife with his bare hands, grabbed a skeleton's throat with his five fingers, and used the momentum to swing it and smash it to the ground.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones cracking mixed with the sound of cold wind, and the dragon broke the skeleton into pieces on the spot.

But the remaining eleven dragon generals not only did not retreat, but became even more ferocious.

Lin Mo moved around in the midst of the flashing swords and sabers, and every attack was accompanied by a sound like thunder breaking through the air.

The Xuanwu's true energy circulated on the surface of his body, causing the bone knife to shatter into sparks.

The fight was so intense that the sky was dark and the dragon blood and incense ashes on the altar were blown all over the sky.

"happy!"

Lin Mo became more and more excited as the fight went on. The strength of these skeleton dragon guards was just enough for him to warm up.

However, he discovered it after a few rounds of fighting.

The scales on these dragons are tough and slippery, and ordinary attacks have no effect on them.

Moreover, although their movements appear clumsy, they actually have hidden killer moves.

I saw a dragon general twisting the rotten silver spear in his hand, and the spear instantly broke into two pieces.

Then, the gun tip suddenly stabbed towards Lin Mo's chest from a strange angle!

Just when the tip of the gun was just a millimeter away from the heart, it suddenly stopped and was firmly grasped by Lin Mo's hand, making it impossible to move forward any further.

The dragon general tried his best and pushed hard, trying to pierce the spear tip into Lin Mo's chest.

However, Lin Mo remained motionless like a rock.

Lin Mo came as a Yin spirit this time, and he could have made his body invisible to avoid the shot, but he did not do so.

Interest flashed in his eyes, and he activated the Dragon-Tiger Prajna Sutra, and a huge force of thousands of pounds burst out instantly!

"Qiang!"

The tip of the gun broke with a sound.

Lin Mo threw the gun casually, and the tip of the gun turned into a stream of light.

Before the dragon general could react, the sword pierced through his chest.

Then he raised his hand, grabbed it, and slammed it against the rock wall next to him.

There was a loud "crash" sound!

The dragon general's head was deeply embedded in the stone wall and there was no sound when he fell to the ground.

Lin Mo just clapped his hands, as if he had just done something insignificant.

However, these dragons will not have any sense of self.

Therefore, even though we saw him kill a dragon general with thundering means.

They continued to pounce on it ferociously.

Lin Mo snorted coldly, jumped up suddenly, and came in front of a dragon guard again.

His right hand suddenly shot out and grasped the neck of a dragon guard like an iron clamp.

Twist it hard——

With a crisp "crack" sound, the opponent's white bone skull broke and was twisted off completely.

The soul fire in the eye sockets suddenly went out.

He threw the skeleton away like garbage, and a sudden sound of wind rose behind him.

Lin Mo's eyes were sarcastic.

Both fists extended out at a weird angle.

Phaseless Boxing Technique!

The fist is like an antelope's horn, leaving no trace!

Lin Mo did not hold back at all, he wanted to see how strong he was.

The Dragon-Tiger Prajna Sutra and the Xuanyuan Internal Classic were running at the same time, and the power poured out without reservation!

The impact of his two fists was like the collapse of mountains, unstoppable!

"boom!"

Even with the protection of indestructible scales, the two dragon generals still could not withstand Lin Mo's terrifying power.

His chest caved in instantly and his body shot out like a cannonball, slamming heavily into the rock wall.

The stone wall exploded with a loud bang, and cracks spread like a spider web, creating two human-shaped grooves.

Looking at the two dragon generals again, their bones were covered with spider web patterns.

The next moment, with a "crash", it shattered into powder!

Amid the smoke and dust, Lin Mo stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes rustling.

He was very satisfied with the strength he had just demonstrated.

This punch was delivered with all his strength, not to mention a flesh and blood body.

Even an iron man made of fine steel would find it difficult to resist.

The remaining dragon generals didn't even have time to scream.

Lin Mo's figure shuttled back and forth like a ghost, bones exploded where his fists passed, and broken limbs and armor clanged on the bluestone slabs.

In just a few breaths, the altar steps were reduced to a mess.

Lin Mo walked with the gait of a dragon or a tiger, stepping over the steps covered with broken bones, and arrived at the top of the altar.

The surrounding area was covered with dark brown marks, obviously stained with blood.

This indicates that this race most likely had a tradition of blood sacrifice.

There is a circular recess in the center of the altar.

But it was empty and the edges were engraved with strange runes.

Lin Mo suddenly had an idea.

He took out the dragon ball he had obtained earlier and put it on it.

"Click."

The moment the dragon ball fits perfectly into the groove.

The entire altar suddenly made a teeth-grinding mechanical sound.

Lin Mo's pupils suddenly shrank and he wanted to step back.

But the dragon ball in front of him suddenly burst out with a dazzling light!