6kv Chapter 232: Will Just Hiring Someone Help? The Photo Is Correct!
Chapter 232: Will Just Hiring Someone Help? The Photo Is Correct!
Chapter 232
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Along with a loud noise, even though the Panlong Taoist Altar was blessed by the magic power of Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao, it was still shaking violently after being hit by Mo Bai.
"Kakaka!"
At the same time, crisp sounds came from the Panlong Taoist Altar around Mo Bai.
"Bang~!"
In an instant, a dull sound sounded, and the Panlong Taoist Altar immediately shattered.
"Poof!"
The Panlong Taoist Altar was destroyed, and faced with the terrifying backlash, the energy and blood in the bodies of Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao surged, and then they couldn't help but spurt out mouthfuls of blood.
Zhao Gongming lost his footing and rolled and flew out. He looked at Mo Bai with horrified eyes and exclaimed: "This...how is this possible?"
"How could the Panlong Taoist Altar be destroyed by a small mid-Golden Immortal of the Great Way monk?"
"This is not true, not true..."
You know, when The Lord of Heavenspan-Tongtian passed the Dragon Binding Rope to Zhao Gongming, Zhao Gongming was able to kill him alive even if he faced the Demon King of the Golden Immortal of the Great Way peak.
But now it was destroyed by Mo Bai, a monk in the middle of the Golden Immortal of the Great Way. If he hadn't seen this in person, even Zhao Gongming wouldn't believe it was true.
Not far away, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao also lost their footing and fell backwards.
Qiongxiao and Bixiao looked shocked and mocked in disbelief: "How is this possible?"
"Mo Bai is just a small Golden Immortal of the Great Way mid-term monk, how can he possibly defeat Senior Brother Zhao Gongming's trump card?"
Yunxiao looked at Mo Bai with shock and muttered: "Is this Mo Bai still a casual cultivator?"
"This is too strong!"
Looking at the Great Primordial World, we have never seen such a powerful Golden Immortal of the Great Way monk since Yunxiao transformed.
Not far away, Mo Bai waved his right arm a few times, raised his hand to grab the dragon-binding rope that was about to escape, and played with it like a whip for a few times. Then he narrowed his eyes and walked towards Zhao Gongming with interest. Go, chuckle and say: "Zhao Gongming Daoist Friend, is this the Panlong Taoist Altar that you are proud of?"
"It doesn't look like much, does it?"
"That's it. Just now you wanted the poor daoist to enjoy the rest of his days. I really don't know who gave you the courage!"
On the ground, Zhao Gongming climbed up with a gray face, looked at Mo Bai who was walking slowly, and said with a trembling voice: "Mo... Mo Bai, what do you want to do?"
"What are you doing? What do you think poor daoist wants to do?"
"Didn't you just want to kill the poor daoist?"
"Of course a poor daoist should treat others in their own way!"
With that said, Mo Bai waved his right hand and used the dragon-binding rope as a whip to whip towards Zhao Gongming's body.
"Pa~!"
"K...
As the whip fell, a sound like a slaughtering pig came out of Zhao Gongming's mouth.
After all, the Dragon Binding Rope is a High Grade Innate Spirit Treasure anyway.
And Mo Bai directly used it as a whip. When the whip came down, Zhao Gongming's flesh was immediately ripped open and the Taoist robe was covered with blood. It was so horrible that he couldn't bear to look at it.
Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao listened to Zhao Gongming's yelling sound, and quickly climbed up with support on the ground, shouting: "Mo Bai, let go of Senior Brother Zhao Gongming!"
"Otherwise, don't blame the three poor daoists for being rude to you!"
Saying that, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao raised their hands and each took out a few pills and swallowed them into their stomachs to forcibly stabilize the injuries in their bodies. Their whole bodies were shaken, and their magic power surged around them. When they turned their hands, each of them revealed a Law Treasure, stared at Mo Bai fiercely with gloomy eyes.
Seeing this, Mo Bai sneered: "It's really funny how many of you dare to threaten the poor daoist!"
"Do you still think poor daoists are scared?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Bai raised his whip and fell, only to hear another heartbreaking scream coming from the mouth of Zhao Gongming on the ground.
Qiongxiao held the Golden Flood Scissors and scolded: "Mo Bai, you bully others too much. The poor daoist will fight with you!"
Hearing this, Mo Bai turned to Qiongxiao with disdainful eyes, and whispered: "How about you? You want to fight the poor daoist to death, you really don't know how to die!"
"Don't blame the poor daoist for not reminding you three. The poor daoist has no habit of beating women. If you don't know what to do and insist on angering the poor daoist, don't blame the poor daoist for being ruthless to you guys!"
Faced with Mo Bai's provocation, Qiongxiao said in a deep voice: "Mo Bai, poor daoist, I don't believe how much mana you still have left in your body after you just destroyed Senior Brother Zhao Gongming's Panlong Taoist Altar!"
"Eat the poor daoist one move!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiongxiao raised his hand and poured the mana in his body into Golden Flood Scissors, spit out one word and said: "Go!"
"Ho ho ho!"
The next second, the Golden Flood Scissors in Qiongxiao's hand turned into two dragons tens of feet and bit towards Mo Bai.
Seeing this, Mo Bai snorted coldly: "A small skill is worthy of practicing in front of a poor daoist!"
As a member of the Time Travelers, Mo Bai had read countless Great Primordial novels in his previous life, and naturally there were ways to crack Qiongxiao Golden Flood Scissors.
At this time, looking at the two huge dragons roaring towards him, Mo Bai not only did not take half a step back, but raised his hand to pull out the dragon-binding rope in his hand, hooked the head of a dragon, and moved his body to the top of the dragon's head, grabbing it with both hands. The two dragons crossed each other to look like scissors. In an instant, the two dragons disappeared into nothing and turned back into their original form of Golden Flood Scissors.
See this scene.
Qiongxiao froze on the spot with dull eyes, smacked his mouth, and exclaimed: "."This...how is this possible?"
"How does this Mo Bai know how to crack the Golden Flood Scissors?"
"This is too incredible!"
You know, this Law Treasure was passed to Qiongxiao since it was called The Lord of Heavenspan - Tongtian. It can be said that few people know how to crack it.
Compared to Qiongxiao, Yunxiao and Bixiao also looked at Mo Bai in confusion.
After all, looking at the Great Primordial continent, the only ones who know how to break the Golden Flood Scissors are the three of them and The Lord of Heavenspan - Tongtian (Qian Li's). But now Mo Bai, as a casual cultivator, can actually break the Golden Flood Scissors.
How can we not make some of them doubtful?
It's been a while.
Really confused, Qiongxiao stopped thinking and shouted to Mo Bai: "Mo Bai, will you return the poor daoist's Law Treasure?"
Mo Bai rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Why? This Law Treasure was obtained by the poor daoist on his own merit, why should I give it back to you?"
"Besides, if the poor daoist returns the Law Treasure to you, and you use it to deal with the poor daoist again, doesn't it look like your brain is stuck in the door?"
"Mo Bai, you..." Qiongxiao raised his finger and pointed at Mo Bai. After a long time, he was so angry that he didn't know what to say.
Just then loose.
Yunxiao and Bixiao walked to Qiongxiao's side.
Bixiao looked at Mo Bai with his deep eyes and scolded: "Mo Bai, poor daoist, I advise you to be wise and return Senior Sister Qiongxiao's Law Treasure as soon as possible!"
"Otherwise, don't blame the poor daoist for being rude to a few people!"