Chapter 172 Strange Evil Traces

Thousands of miles on the ground. Although there is a yellow starlight shining in the sky, it is still difficult to change its eternal darkness.

This is a black earth and a deep earth.

Evil marks?!

Qin Mo's mind moved, and suddenly Senbai slowly raised his left hand. The inexplicable desolate atmosphere seemed to come from the ancient flood and began to linger at Qin Mo's fingertips.

Qin Mo pointed like a sword and slowly pointed to the void in front of him, as if he were on the calm water, silent, full of countless evil intentions.

The invisible void fluctuation of Taoism is like a circle of water, gradually swinging around. In the middle of this circle of water waves, a white dot is strangely embedded in this dim yellow void.

Qin Mo's awe-inspiring expression became more solemn at this time. The sword finger began to slowly drag the white point, left or right, up or down...

In just a quarter of an hour, Qin Mo's forehead had sweated slightly. It seems that there is a huge invisible force between heaven and earth, blocking the drag of the white point, as if Qin Mo pointed out that the white point is a terrible evil thing, and even heaven and earth want to stop its appearance.

This scene has an indescribable weirdness...

Two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour passed, and beads of sweat appeared from Qin Mo's forehead and fell again. At this moment, Qin Mo was insisting fiercely. The white 'hand of death' had trembled slightly, but the sword finger that dragged the white point was as steady as Mount Tai.

The void in front of Qin Mo was still dim. Except for the whiteness of his fingertips, there were no other extra colors, as if everything in this void was the same.

Half an hour has passed...

Qin Mo's fingertips suddenly became empty, which seemed to be the last stroke of the 'evil mark'. Finally--

"Wow————————" Qin Mo exhaled a long breath and took back Sen Bai's death hand. With the departure of the death sword, the evil white point in the void in front of Qin Mo moved in an instant. It was wandering along the track that Qin Mo's sword had drawn before, as if it were dancing a dance that no one could understand.

Shund of a sudden, the previously empty void, wisps of faint white marks began to appear in front of Qin Mo. The evil white spots passed, and the white marks gradually became clear, gradually like the essence...

Nine breaths, just after nine breaths, a long and narrow arc hung in the void. The arc is complicated and mysterious, just like the white flag used in the human world to pay tribute to the dead, which is frightening.

Qin Mo stared at the strange arc in front of him. There was no endless momentum blooming, and there was no surging breath. There was only endless silence, quiet, quiet!

Is this the 'evil mark'?

Qin Mo had no way to understand it at all. He could only raise Sen Bai's death hand again and pointed down according to the formula passed by Bai Xie. Below is exactly--

The former valley.

In the dark, the 'evil mark' seemed to feel some command. It began to expand rapidly, so fast that it stretched from the previous length of a few feet to a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

The huge 'evil mark' is endless, which is more dazzling than the double stars in the yellow sky. However, the whole process is still silent and extremely silent.

Xiao Ming under Qin Mo's seat, the eyes of the empty bones are now full of solemn vigilance. Qin Mo's cultivation is not high, so he doesn't know how horrible this white 'evil mark' is, but he can deeply feel that there seems to be an earth-shaking hidden under this strange silence...

Peerless murder???

In Xiao Ming's vigilant death eyes, the huge towering 'evil mark' quickly shot into the earth below, and in an instant, it had gone into the black soil without any waves. The whole process was still so silent, simply silent to a strange degree.

Qin Mo quickly looked at the ground where the 'evil scar' disappeared into the soil, but he got nothing. That weird 'evil mark' really seems to have completely disappeared...

......

Qin Mo shook his almost sour left arm. In half an hour when he had just painted the 'evil mark', Qin Mo wanted to give up many times, but he still insisted. In terms of perseverance and tenacity, Qin Mo believes that he does not belong to anyone.

"For good, it's finally finished!" Qin Mo na said to herself and sighed.

However, it was at this time!

In Dantian, a praise from Bai Xie suddenly sounded, but made Qin Mo almost spit blood.

"Qin Mo, good job! You have already drawn an 'evil mark'. Come on, there are only nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight!"

"Only the difference? Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight? I..." Hearing the words, Qin Mo was extremely depressed. Bai Xie was really 'not hurt when standing and talking'. An evil mark makes me tired, or 'only poor', and 'nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight'!!!

Although he was slandered, Qin Mo still chose to continue. Don't say what people say, it's loyal to others; even if you want to hone yourself, no matter how difficult it is to draw 'evil marks', can you still be sad to train life and death???

Here, Qin Mo raised his left hand again, and the endless yin qi filled his hands in an instant, and Senbai's death hand appeared again...

......

At this time, in the sky not too far from Qin Mo, dozens of blue lights came rapidly in the air, like a Taoist green rainbow hanging in the sky.

They are dozens of powerful sword practitioners of the Chengtian Sword School led by Yan Heng. Maybe in a short time, they will approach Qin Mo.

Suddenly, a blue light stopped flying, and the sword in the blue light stepped on the 'flying sword' and suspended in the air. Suddenly, Zhong Xiu also stopped moving forward.

Seeing this, Yan Heng also stopped flying, and two serious eyes shot at Jianli in an instant, as if they were asking.

"Brother Yan Heng!" Jian left his mouth, explained to Yan Heng, and also explained his doubts to the public. "According to the time of Brother Six's previous departure and the time of replying the message, I roughly estimated the location of Qin Mo. He is not far ahead!"

Hearing the words, Yan Heng suddenly realized, and the practitioners also began to talk about it.

"Brother Yan, let's fly over quickly. Don't let Qin Mo get the news and escape." Obviously, this is an acute swordsmanship.

"Brother Yan, let's arrange it first, just in case." Obviously, this person has always been steady.

"What are we afraid of when we have so many people? Kill it directly!" Obviously, this is a nervous swordsmanship.

"It's better to arrange it first. I just arrived at Xiuyuanjing!" Obviously, this is a sword cultivation that is greedy and afraid of death.

......

Listening to the noisy and unruly comments of the younger brothers, a little anger immediately appeared on his serious face.

"Enough!" Yan Heng shouted loudly and made Zhong Xiu's discussion stop immediately, "The battle is coming soon. What's the quarrel!"

When the words fell, Yan Heng's a pair of abering sword eyes swept over everyone, making Zhong Xiu feel a little afraid. The internal rules of Chengtian Sword School are strict. Yan Heng is not only everyone's third brother, not to mention that Yan Heng has developed the realm. In this world where the strong are respected, this is enough for everyone to bow down!

Without the strength to provoke the dignity of the strong, you deserve to be killed.

Seeing that all the practitioners were silent and looked at themselves. Yan Heng was very satisfied with his majesty in his heart. He nodded and his serious voice turned to mild. "Now everyone is divided into three teams!" Brother Zhang San led nine people as strikers to determine the specific position of Qin Mo. Once you meet Qin Mo, you can't fight.

"Yes! Zhang San took the order!" Suddenly, ten blue lights rushed out and flew forward...

Immediately, Yan looked at Jianli and said, "Brother Jianli, thank you for your hard work. Lead 20 people to follow Zhang San. Once Zhang San and others found Qin Mo, they immediately arranged the 'Fengmo Little Sword Array'. They didn't want to kill Qin Mo, as long as they could trap him for a while. I and everyone then arrived, arranged the 'Demon Sword Array', and must kill Qin Mo's mount in one fell swoop!"

Hearing the words, Jianli arched his hand, "Jianli takes the order! Brother Yan Heng, but please rest assured that Jianli will buy time for everyone!"

Then, the sword flew away from his feet and rushed to the sky in front of him in an instant. After that, the twenty green rainbows also followed closely...

Seeing that there were only 40 brothers left around him, his strict and serious eyes swept the crowd again, and then said solemnly.

"Everyone knows that the dead world is a place of experience, the law of the jungle, and the fate of life and death! Therefore, I made such an arrangement, not that I was afraid of Qin Mo, but that I didn't want to take risks for no reason. After all, everyone's life is more important than any amazing magic weapon, right?!"

Hearing the words, the rest of the sword practitioners suddenly realized that they even nodded and echoed, and everyone was grateful.

"Brother Yan is right. Everything is about safety!"

"Our lives are more important than any magic weapon!"

"Brother Yan, we all listen to you!"

......

Seeing the gratitude on everyone's faces, Yan Heng was very satisfied that he had won over some younger brothers. He immediately nodded easily and waved his right hand, "Everyone remember the arrangement of the magic sword array! Let's go!"

"Yes, third brother!" Yes, third brother!" ......

More than 40 green lights dragged the long tail of the ground again, skimming through the void under the leadership of Yan Heng and flying forward. At this moment, there is only one goal in Zhong Xiu's heart, that is--

Qin Mo ahead!

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Above the black earth, Qin Mo was riding on the back of the huge and horrible 'underworld flame horse', drawing the second strange 'evil mark'. The big sweat appeared from Qin Mo's forehead and then fell to the earth below.

Finally, with Qin Mo's fingertips for the second time, the second strange 'evil mark' was completed.

Qin Mo no longer observed carefully this time, and the hand of death immediately pointed to the black earth below. Suddenly, this Dawson's white 'evil mark' also expanded like the previous 'evil mark' in an instant and turned into a huge 'evil mark' a hundred feet high.

Then, this dazzling 'evil mark' shot into the earth below again. After a blink of an eye, the 'evil mark' disappeared silently into the black soil again, and I don't know where it went...

"Wow——————" Qin Mo exhaled a long breath for the second time, and there was no time to sigh.

All of a sudden!