[Quick Wear] On strike, please don't disturb your ex

The old monster was covered by the shadow of the giant sword. Without waiting for Qin Luo to move, he immediately fled in the opposite direction and his figure disappeared on the spot.

After he was far enough away, his figure appeared.

And the figure was still covered by the shadow of the giant sword, as if being stared at by death.

He had experienced countless fights, but he had never felt as scared as he did at this moment.

Even though he had just faced a late stage Spirit Transformation cultivator, he was confident that he could survive.

But at the moment.

The sword exuded a chill, and when it slashed down, the old monster Huashen really felt the coming of death.

Extremely terrifying strength.

He cursed his useless son in his heart, wondering why he had to offend them when there were so many other people to offend.

One is a psychic with a late stage of transformation, and the other is a madman who instantly increased his cultivation to the great perfection of Nascent Soul at the cost of burning his lifespan.

I'm afraid that not only his son's life will be lost here today, but his own life will also be in danger.

Once again, he tried his best to escape from the shadows.

The tip of the sword was pointed at the figure, and the blade slowly fell down.

Explosions continued to sound behind him, and the old monster rushed forward with all his strength, not even having time to look back.

With a loud bang, the sword finally passed through the man's back, without giving him any time to react. His cloudy eyes were still wide open. The next second, his soul came out of his body and went away at an invisible speed.

Qin Luo narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and a sword blade slashed towards the soul. There was a scream, and finally the soul disappeared.

And the body burned to ashes the next second after being pierced by Qin Luo's natal sword.

A generation of great masters of the Divine Transformation Realm was wiped out just like that, without even a bone left behind.

Before Qin Luo chased him, he even put a protective shield over the unconscious Mo Fanli.

The strong man in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation took the attack, and when he looked again, the person was no longer there. He snorted coldly, and was about to take action, but he saw that the person who had been holding the person and desperately transmitting spiritual power to him had moved at some point, and instantly reached the place where the person escaped.

Looking back, I saw a spiritual power shield around me that was protecting me.

Because it is protected, it cannot be moved easily.

He waved his hand, added a spiritual power shield, and then cast an illusion.

People whose cultivation level is lower than his cannot see Mo Fanli.

The next moment, it disappeared from the spot.

Although that kid's cultivation has reached the great perfection of Nascent Soul, the evil cultivator is in the early stage of Spirit Transformation. In addition, he is experienced and vicious, so I'm afraid that kid will not be able to deal with him.

By the time he arrived, the battle was almost over.

Even if he is in the early stage of transformation after being seriously injured, he should not be underestimated.

At first, that kid was able to fight against a late Nascent Soul cultivator with his early Nascent Soul cultivation level and kill the person. Now, he can fight against an early God Transformation cultivator with his late Nascent Soul cultivation level and ruthlessly cut off the Nascent Soul that was trying to escape.

The Mo family's elder who was in the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm looked at Qin Luo deeply.

This boy will definitely become a great man!

......

After Qin Luo killed the old monster in the state of transformation, he immediately returned to his original place.

There was no trace of spirit in those ink-black pupils, his face was gray and his breath was weak.

He carefully picked up the unconscious Mo Fanli, and Chang Yuan followed suit, carefully taking with him Mo Fanli's natal spirit sword Fengli, which had already lost its luster.

Upon seeing this, the elders of the Mo family went to Mo Fanli and examined her carefully.

Sighed.

He had watched the child grow up. When she was little, her father brought her to see him and made this request. After thinking for a while, he finally agreed.

He only paid attention to two people in the Mo family. One was Mo Tiancheng, the head of the family and the most talented one with a high probability of being promoted to the God Transformation stage. The other was Mo Fanli, who could make Mo Tiancheng ask him for help in person.

From childhood to adulthood, he had never asked him for anything, and this was the first time he asked him to do something.

After all, this is his little granddaughter.

Although she never called him grandfather.

This elder is the person with the highest cultivation level in the Mo family. He is also Mo Tiancheng’s father and Mo Fanli’s grandfather.

Because of the events of the previous generation, namely the death of Mo Tiancheng's mother, Mo Tiancheng had always been brooding over it and was unwilling to call him father anymore.

At this moment, Mo Fanli's golden elixir had shattered, and he was like a useless person.

He shook his head, frowning, as if he had encountered something very difficult, "Go!"

After understanding the unspoken meaning of the Mo family's divine master, Qin Luo's eyes, which had originally contained a hint of expectation, suddenly dimmed.

The venerable incarnation looked at Qin Luo holding Mo Fanli, standing in the air, his long robe blown by the wind.

Qin Luo buried Mo Fanli's cheek into his chest and set up a spiritual power shield for her to prevent the wind and dust from infecting her at all.

The two figures gradually disappeared from the spot.

The venerable god of transformation recalled the past, sighed, and then his figure gradually disappeared in the air.

*

Qin Luo took Mo Fanli back to the Sword Sect.

The first thing I did after returning was to ask the master to cure Mo Fanli.

Taoist Master Wen Hong has been in seclusion to break through to the God Transformation stage and has never come out. Unless there is a big deal, such as the invasion of demons or the sect is about to be destroyed, no one in the sect will disturb Taoist Master Wen Hong.

Seeing Qin Luo, whose breath was disordered and who had forcibly burned hundreds of years of his life to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage, the head of the sect had not yet finished his words of accusation when he saw Mo Fanli in Qin Luo's arms, who stood up suddenly.

He widened his eyes, and without waiting for Qin Luo to come over, he quickly came to his side, and without saying a word, he reached out and began to check on Mo Fanli's condition.

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly solemn, and the headmaster's expression became increasingly unsightly.

He said in a deep voice: "Who did you meet?"

Needless to say, the two of them must have encountered a God Transformation Stage cultivator. Only by facing a God Transformation Stage cultivator could they be forced into this state.

Qin Luo did not answer the Sect Master's words. He just looked at the Sect Master's unusually solemn expression. His eyes were red as he bowed solemnly to the Sect Master, "Sect Master, please save Fanli."

The head of the sect frowned and held the man, "You don't need to say more. Fanli is our Sword Sect's direct disciple. How can we not save her if we can?"

He sighed and said, "Put her in the side hall first. I'll ask the Seventh Elder and the Twelfth Elder to come and see her." He then sent a message to the two elders and asked them to come over immediately.

Hearing the worried and anxious tone of the headmaster, the two elders did not dare to delay and came over immediately.

The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Qin Luo clenched his palm tightly, and he didn't even feel anything when his palm was scratched.

After a long time, the two elders stood up, frowning, as if they had encountered a huge problem.

Several people went outside the hall to talk.

"Girl Mo, she... is lucky to be able to keep her life." If Mo Tiancheng hadn't left a talisman to help her block half of the attack, Mo Fanli might have died on the spot.

"I'm afraid she can't practice anymore. From now on, she will be no different from a mortal. In other words, she will be even weaker than a mortal. She will need to take elixirs every day."

Qin Luo knew this outcome from the beginning, but there was always a way. "Two elders, how can we reshape her spiritual veins? She can't just... "

His eyes were slightly red, and he was afraid to continue.

If only he had endured all this at that time.