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

"Ding--"

A sharp cold light suddenly cut through the air and shot out.

In an instant, a colorful poisonous snake that was spitting out its tongue was nailed to the tree trunk.

The poisonous snake struggled a few times and then became motionless.

Leng Lingding frowned, his face filled with disgust and annoyance, muttering, "These poisonous insects are such a nuisance! They follow me everywhere I go, and it's endless."

After saying that, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Lin Mo beside her.

Lin Mo was standing there with a calm expression.

Those poisonous insects seemed to have a natural fear of him. They avoided him from a distance and did not dare to get close to him at all.

A hint of envy flashed across Leng Lingding's eyes.

Lin Mo didn't know why he could make these poisonous insects so afraid.

And I was tortured by these poisonous insects along the way.

Lin Mo ignored Leng Lingding's gaze.

He raised his head slightly and looked into the distance.

In front of us, in the diffuse fog, the outlines of two towering mountains vaguely emerged.

"It seems that the place ahead should be the 'slit in the sky' that Natsume mentioned."

As he walked, he carefully observed the surrounding environment.

I found that the place was filled with miasma and a pungent smell in the air that made people dizzy.

Moreover, the terrain here is extremely steep, surrounded by steep cliffs and rugged mountain roads. If you are not careful, you may fall.

In addition, poisonous insects are everywhere.

Poisonous insects of various colors and shapes crawling around in the grass and on the branches are creepy.

This place looks like a naturally formed dangerous place.

If an ordinary person accidentally enters it, it would be difficult to get out alive.

They either fainted from inhaling miasma, were bitten by poisonous insects, or fell to their death.

If it weren't for Lin Mo's keen observation, he would have discovered some man-made traps and several cleverly arranged sleight of hand formations.

He really wasn't sure if this was Huang Quanyin's lair.

After all, as a long-established killer organization in the underworld, Huangquanyin’s lair would certainly not be easily discovered.

Leng Lingding looked at Lin Mo and couldn't help asking, "How do we get in? Did the old woman tell you?"

"No." Lin Mo shook his head.

Leng Lingding thought for a moment and said, "Should we wait here? Maybe someone will come out. We can take the opportunity to follow them in, which will also save us some trouble."

Lin Mo nodded and said, "Well, wait a moment, I just need to prepare something."

"What is it?" Leng Lingding was curious.

Lin Mo's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smile.

"Just a few gadgets. Do you think the two of us can fight against the entire Huangquan Yin?"

After hearing this, Leng Lingding couldn't help but roll his eyes and was speechless.

Of course she knew it was impossible, so she specifically advised Lin Mo at the beginning to not be so impulsive.

After all, Huang Quanyin's power is too huge for the two of them to fight against.

However, Lin Mo was extremely stubborn and insisted on going to Huang Quanyin's lair to find out what was going on.

Leng Lingding had no choice but to follow.

After all, she and Lin Mo are now in the same boat.

If Lin Mo died, it would be difficult for her to survive as she had offended the leader.

The leader has always been ruthless and will never let go of anyone who betrays the organization.

And now, Lin Mo actually asked her this kind of question in return, which really made her speechless.

Lin Mo then made the arrangements: "How about this, you help me collect some poisonous insects, and I will go ahead and take a look at the situation."

"it is good."

Leng Lingding didn't ask why and just nodded in agreement.

She knew that Lin Mo must have his reasons for doing this, and she just needed to do as he said.

After Leng Lingding left, Lin Mo slowly turned around and looked at the mysterious line of sky again.

He took a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and his Qi-gazing ability was activated instantly!

In an instant, the scenery in front of me changed suddenly.

The originally diffuse fog seemed to be pushed away by an invisible big hand.

A thick black aura clearly enveloped the front.

The black air was like a thick vortex of dark clouds, constantly rolling and surging.

It exudes a creepy aura that makes people feel cold all over.

"Such a strong smell of death!"

Lin Mo was secretly amazed.

However, instead of being worried about it, his eyes lit up and a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

For him, this rich aura of death is of great use.

Lin Mo used his magical power to control the wind.

He just lightly tapped the ground with his feet, and his whole body floated up like a breeze.

His feet felt like they were on flat ground as he ran quickly forward.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the mist, like a ghost.

As we got closer, the deathly aura became thicker and thicker, as if it had materialized, pressing us so hard that we could hardly breathe.

Lin Mo only felt a heavy breath coming towards him, making his chest feel stuffy.

His blood and energy surged, and a powerful force surged out of his body, instantly dispersing the deathly energy around him, and he returned to normal.

Lin Mo thought to himself.

If an ordinary person were in this situation, he would at best get sick and be bedridden, or at worst die on the spot.

The aura of death is so thick here, it's obvious that many people have died here in vain.

It seems that Huangquan Yin is indeed a ruthless organization.

He looked down at the ground and saw that it was damp and black, emitting a pungent stench of decay.

This place is obviously a natural corpse-keeping ground, and the buried corpses are likely not completely decomposed.

However, he probably didn't turn into a zombie.

Otherwise, Huang Quanyin would not allow such a danger to exist.

In addition, Lin Mo also saw many wandering souls around.

Those wandering souls had hideous faces and empty eyes, floating aimlessly in the deathly air.

At this moment, a secret technique from an ancient book suddenly emerged in Lin Mo's mind.

This secret technique can use dead energy and wandering souls to refine corpse puppets, which is incredibly powerful.

"Maybe we can use that."

Lin Mo was secretly calculating in his mind, with anticipation glimmering in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Then he slowly raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and muttered something.

"Dan, Ding, Lian, Yao, Guan, Xiang, Shu!"

In an instant, an invisible yet powerful suction force suddenly erupted from the mouth of his tiger.

The suction force was like a raging whirlpool, and the wandering souls around were suddenly pulled by invisible ropes and sucked into it one after another.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Mo cut his palm without hesitation.

Blood gushed out like a fountain!

This blood is extraordinary. It exudes a rich and mellow dragon aura and contains endless power.

The blood spilled onto the ground and quickly seeped into the ground, leaving only a dark red mark.

Lin Mo's expression was solemn. He quickly made hand gestures and chanted spells with his hands, and his five fingers changed positions like a nimble dancer.

Then he opened it suddenly and pressed hard to the ground!

"boom!"

The ground suddenly shook violently as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

"Wow!"

Immediately afterwards, an arm as dry as a stick suddenly emerged from the ground.

The skin on the arm was wrinkled, and the nails were long and sharp, flashing a sinister light.

Then, the second one, the third one...