Vol 4 Chapter 433: Magic rope

On the mountain, the old Taoist looked gloomy, staring at Lin Jin and the fox demon on the opposite side.
"Unexpectedly, you not only cultivated your own beast pet to become a Dharma body, but you also know how to control the demon cultivation. The poor Dao admires you. You deserve to be a person who has gained the'inheritance'." At this moment, the old Taoist is constantly pouring out of black insects. On the top of the mountain, except for a few places, it was already a rolling black. In addition, there were other poisonous insects surging. The number was more than many times that Lin Jin encountered in the Worm Valley before. .
The opponent chose Gu Chongshan because it was the opponent's home court.
In the mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles, poisonous insects and the like are simply inexhaustible.
Lin Jin heard the words of the old Taoist priest a little inexplicably.
The opponent's eyesight didn't have to say, he was definitely a powerful beast appraiser, but Lin Jin was a little unclear about the "inheritance" that the opponent said.
"You professed to be a Taoist person, but what you did was against the way of heaven. What exactly did you intend to bring the curator here? Can you talk about it now?" Lin Jin had torn his face with each other early, so he was a little bit psychological. There is no burden, but you should ask clearly.
When the old Taoist priest over there heard it, he laughed: "The curator? This is the name you gave yourself? I don't know what to say. Originally, the poor Tao really planned to talk to you first, but you toast without eating. If you fine wine, then I won’t blame Pond Dao for being polite, I will catch you, and then you can ask for inheritance."
This is the second time that Lin Jin has heard the word "Inheritance" from the other party.
Obviously, this inheritance has a special meaning.
And the other party is aiming at yourself for the so-called ‘inheritance’?
But what heritage do you have?
At the same time that Lin was thinking about it, the other party was already doing it, and he saw a cloud of black awns suddenly gushing out of his feet. It was countless black bugs gushing out of the mud under his feet, intending to attack.
Although Lin Jin didn't understand the art of guarding against insects, his deterrent power of beasts was also ineffective against these black insects, but it didn't mean that Lin Jin couldn't find these things.
So Lin Jin jumped and stepped on the clouds.
Almost at the same time, the old Taoist priest over there was already seeing the time, and he threw out a golden light.
It's the rope.
It was the one who tied the white ape before. Lin Jin was very jealous of this rope. From the appearance of the white ape before, he knew that by the white ape's method, he was subdued by the rope, and he knew that the rope was not simple. .
In short, you can't let this rope tie yourself.
However, the rope was so fast that it flew over like a spirit snake. Lin Jin raised his finger. The dragon fire exploded, but he couldn't help the golden rope. Obviously, this thing is not afraid of fire. It is definitely an incredible treasure.
At the critical moment, the big tree flew from below, blocking the rope.
Seeing the rope is like a snake waving its tail, the tree trunk surrounded by the two is smashed to pieces with just a pull.
Seeing this, Lin Jin also narrowed his pupils, and immediately backed away.
It's not good to be by this rope, nor to draw.
"Haha, looking at your appearance, you know that it didn’t take long to pass on, how can it be compared to the true pass of the poor Dao de Daojun, you have the magic weapon of the Daojun in your hand, you have no inheritance but you can’t use it, it’s a violent thing, look at me. Fairy rope, tie!"
Following the command of the old Taoist priest, the speed of the rope skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed to Lin Jin's body and wrapped it around Lin Jin's waist. Then the rope flipped and his hands and feet were also entangled.
After being entangled by this rope, Lin Jin immediately felt that the spiritual energy of his body was suppressed, and his body was like being crushed by a large mountain.
"Magic weapon?" Lin Jin listened carefully just now.
The old Taoist priest called this rope a magic weapon. You must know that the magic weapon existed in ancient times. It was the ultimate treasure of immortals. Even in the hands of immortals, it was rare and rare, so it was called a magic weapon. A magic weapon of ability.
Although being restrained by this bundle of fairy ropes, Lin Jin was not afraid.
He is not alone.
Originally he was about to fall from the air, but was intercepted by Zang'er with the technique of imperial objects halfway through. Zang'er's foxtail swept away fiercely, and Lin Jin flew away.
"Come again!" The old Taoist was taken aback. This kind of pot-end technique actually came again. You must know that the more powerful the magic weapon, the more difficult it is to sacrifice, and the more difficult it is to control it completely.
Just say that he is now, if the immortal rope is too far away from him, he can't control it. It's like a meat bun hitting a dog. If the dog doesn't catch it, the meat bun is gone.
"Bring me back!" The old Taoist slapped a spell, but this time before he had time to cast the spell, Zang'er's attack came.
More than a dozen big trees smashed past from all directions. When the old Taoist saw it, he could only use means to stop him, but he was extremely anxious. The bundle of immortal ropes is more important than his life and must not be lost.
The problem is that he has never encountered such an opponent before. It is simply a model of a straw boat borrowing an arrow. If he is entangled, he will run away. Who can make sense.
But the more anxious, the easier it is to make mistakes.
His biggest problem was that he targeted Lin Jin at first, not Qi'er.
You must know that based on the current combat power, unless Lin Jin opened the door and used the nebula world art to use all the methods, he might be able to compare with the current Zonger.
After all, Zang'er is already a Tier 5 Monster Beast, and he has learned the first four articles of the Beast Refining Qi Art, the Black Wind Monster Art, and the Monster King Art.
At the beginning of the fourth rank, Shang Neng and the strongest first monk of Daluo Temple fought and lost both. Now he is promoted to the fifth rank. If he meets the first seat of the Fumo Hall again, it will be much easier to win. This old Taoist priest in front of him Although his skills are not bad, he is also a master of the same rank as the first one of Fu Mo Hall. Now he does not have the magic weapon to tie the fairy rope, and his own strength and the spells of the insects must not be a rival.
After just a few strokes, it was threatened by Zang'er's imperial objects and black wind curse.
Although the sea of ​​insects below is fierce, but the eye can walk in the air without landing. All six foxtails can perform spells, and sometimes they can use all six spells. That old Taoist priest has also encountered this kind of opponent, so basically Too late to cast the spell to recall the immortal rope.
When he couldn't sense the immortal rope, the old Taoist was really anxious.
"Damn, you all deserve to die!"
He cursed, then bit his tongue and opened his mouth.
Boom.
A cloud of blood mist exploded and swept over towards Zong'er. What was terrifying was that there were countless blood worms in this blood mist. Just hearing the buzzing worms made people numb.
Zang'er knows that it is great and naturally retreats immediately~EbookFREE.me~ But even if she retreats, Zang'er has a back hand. She swept a tail gently, and dozens of sharp stones on the ground rushed towards the old man like a sharp sword. Taoist priest.
These stones are as small as a finger, and the big ones are as tall as a person. The stones are sharp, and if they hit, they are enough to break people into pieces.
The veteran Taoist knew how great, he stamped his feet, and the worms gathered into a wall to resist the dozen sharp stones.
Above his head, the blood-mist flying insects were chasing Zou'er, and on several occasions it was dangerous, and they were almost caught by those blood-mist flying insects.
"Thousands of insects are stung, the insect king cicada rises, eat the order!"
A golden cicada light and shadow appeared on the old Taoist priest, and then a mana wave swept out with him as the center. Wherever he passed, the poisonous insect riots, even the poisonous insects lurking or sleeping in the mud, were all shocked without exception. .
Suddenly, all kinds of poisonous insects crawled out of the soil in ten miles. Wherever they passed, all animals suffered. There were some tigers, leopards, and wolves in the mountains. At this moment, they fled in fright. As long as they were caught by poisonous insects, they would immediately be submerged. In the sea of ​​worms, only bones were eaten in a moment.