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

Faced with the sudden change, Lin Mo didn't panic at all.

He used a grappling move and grabbed the opponent's wrist.

However, the strength of Zhao Bao's hands was amazing, not like the strength of a normal person at all.

"With this little ability, you still want to punish me?"

Zhao Bao laughed loudly and kept struggling, trying to break free, and even reached out to pinch Lin Mo's neck.

Hearing the commotion inside, the couple outside the door couldn't sit still and asked what was going on.

Lin Mo shouted coldly: "If you want your son to survive, don't come in!"

When the couple heard this, they immediately did not dare to move.

Even though I was extremely worried, I could only wait anxiously outside the door.

"I see you really won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

Lin Mo turned around, faced Zhao Bao, and took a deep breath.

He unleashed the dark strength warrior's momentum with all his strength.

Zhao Bao suddenly felt great pressure.

But instead of being afraid, he felt that his majesty had been challenged, and said with a gloomy face: "Do you really want to try my skills?"

Lin Mo heard the strong-willedness in the other party's words.

He couldn't help but sneered: "I want to see what you are capable of!"

He pushed hard in his hand and put his hand on the opponent's shoulder.

Zhao Bao suddenly howled miserably and felt that half of his arms were itchy and numb.

"How dare you, a wild man from the countryside, to be so cruel? Today I'll show you how powerful I am!"

Zhao Bao stared at Lin Mo fiercely and instantly changed his face to a fierce one.

He shouted "Wow" from his mouth, and powerful power suddenly burst out.

Not only did he break free, but the hemp rope as thick as his thumb was broken with a "bang" sound.

The body surged forward.

Lin Mo saw this and stopped holding back.

The muscles all over his body bulged, his hands were filled with veins, and his entire palms became as hard as rocks.

A palm print came out, as fast as thunder, and the wind from the palm made Zhao Bao's skin hurt.

Zhao Bao, on the other hand, didn't seem to be proficient in martial arts moves, and could only simply swing his arms across.

He wanted to rely on brute force to resist Lin Mo's attack.

However, he underestimated the power of this palm and was directly knocked away.

He plopped down and sat on the edge of the bed.

Before he could regain his composure, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes.

He felt his hands tighten, as if they were being held tightly by someone, and he twisted them behind his back.

At the same time, the opponent's foot kicked his knee.

Zhao Bao fell to his knees unconsciously.

This series of actions was as fast as lightning.

Lin Mo used the moves of the Grappling Hand and the Dragon Hand to subdue Zhao Baozhi and prevent him from moving.

"How dare you show off with this little strength?"

Lin Mo chuckled lightly, his eyes full of mockery, "I think your tone is far greater than your strength. No wonder you were not reused in the first place. You are just exaggerating and boasting!"

These words touched Zhao Bao's sore spot, and he immediately showed anger.

"Shu Zi, don't talk nonsense! You are the one who forced me to use real methods, you ignorant young man, please die!"

After saying that, Zhao Bao's eyes kept rolling upwards and his whole body started to twitch.

Just when Lin Mo was about to act violently, Zhao Bao suddenly collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

The next moment, a black shadow suddenly emerged from Zhao Bao's body.

The black shadow suddenly raised his head, revealing the appearance of a middle-aged man with disheveled hair.

Zhao Bao, or Yao Minghe, burst into sinister laughter.

The laughter is not loud, but it reaches people's hearts, making them feel extremely harsh.

I wanted to cover it up and not listen, but the laughter was uncontrollably reaching my ears.

But when ordinary people hear it, they will be confused by the laughter and do irrational things.

However, Lin Mo, who had been tempered by the Three Poison Talismans, already had a heart as strong as steel.

At first, Bai Siniang's soul-stirring Sanskrit sounds had no effect on him.

What's more, Yao Minghe's petty tricks?

However, Lin Mo was pretending to be unconscious at the moment and kept slapping his head.

When Yao Minghe saw this, he felt happy.

It immediately turned into a ball of black mist, screaming strangely and heading towards Lin Mo.

However, when he came into contact with Lin Mo's body, something strange happened.

Just a "chi" sound was heard, and a thick cloud of white smoke emerged from the black fog and rolled back again.

Yao Minghe, who had regained his body, looked horrified and screamed: "How can you have such strong energy and blood?"

The moment he came into contact with Lin Mo's body, he felt that the other person's blood was as strong as a burning fire.

His soul was burned as soon as he got close.

"What the hell do you care about?" Lin Mo cursed.

Yao Minghe didn't expect to get such an answer, and was instantly speechless.

But the next moment, he realized something was wrong.

"You were not affected by my life-killing and soul-stealing sound?"

He then thought about it.

This boy is physically strong, has strong martial arts skills, and must have a strong will. It is normal that he is not confused.

When he thought of this, Yao Minghe knew that he was outmatched.

His eyes flashed and he quickly drifted outside the house.

The two people outside are easier to deal with than the person in front of me.

You can confuse him casually, and at least you can help hold this person back for a moment, giving him a chance to escape.

"Want to go?"

Lin Mo's eyes were like lightning, full of murderous intent.

He finally forced this ghost out, how could he let it escape so easily?

Suddenly the power of boiling blood was poured into his right hand.

Then he used his Yin Seizing Hand to grab the black shadow.

Yao Minghe's face showed sarcasm: "I am the body of ghosts and gods, an invisible substance, a mere ordinary person who does not know the Taoist method, and I actually try to use the power of the flesh..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Because, he felt a powerful force from Lin Mo's hand.

A kind of trembling from his soul made him frightened, and he couldn't help shouting for help: "Be merciful!"

However, Lin Mo didn't hesitate at all and grabbed it directly.

In an instant, the sound of "chichi" continued, like cold water being poured into boiling hot oil.

Yao Minghe kept making sharp screams, and his figure gradually became fainter.

The Yin Seizing Hand is filled with pure Yang energy.

Any monster with Xuanyin physique who is photographed by Yin-stealing hands will have to shed their skin even if they don't die.

This was the source of Lin Mo's confidence to come here to exorcise evil spirits and treat illnesses.

Now, he has indeed not been disappointed.

Looking at Yao Minghe who was crying in pain in front of him, Lin Mo's tone was cold.

"Say what you didn't finish just now again?"

Yao Minghe's face was distorted, and he kept begging: "Brother... no, sir, please spare me, Minghe knows his mistake! I am wronged too, please have mercy on me..."

However, how could Lin Mo pity him?

He once again raised his Yin-seizing hand filled with pure Yang energy, and with a gentle squeeze, turned it into flying smoke.

At the same time, the "Pictures of Sinful Souls" in his mind moved slightly.

A gray book page appeared above it.

People who have not been included in the "Illustrated Book of Sinful Souls" in the past will be automatically included as long as they are killed by Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was already used to this.

[Prisoner: Yao Minghe

Sin value: three stars

Strength: Not popular

Realm: Early stage of refining qi and becoming a god

Status: dead

Capture participation rate: 100%

Income: 0 experience points/hour]

Lin Mo was surprised to find that the other party's information column actually had a "realm" column that he had never seen before.