"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the supreme-grade Connate spirit treasure, Life and Death Book, Spring and Autumn Brush!”
In an instant, the two treasures fell into Qin Mo's hands. Following that, the power of the underworld began to strengthen the two treasures.
Because Qin Mo was the owner of the Book of Life and Death and the Spring and Autumn Brush, he could also mobilize the power of the underworld at any time.
Putting away the God-slaying Spear, Qin Mo raised his hand and used the Spring and Autumn Brush to gently draw. The spatial rift above the Nether World was cut open, and Jieyin's upcoming attack disappeared.
How terrifying was a Quasi-Sage's full-power attack?
In the entire Wilderness, there were not many people who could stop it.
However, Qin Mo easily blocked it and was not injured at all.
Terrifying!
The terror of the power of the underworld shocked everyone!
At the same time, it also gave Qin Mo a lot of confidence. At the very least, when he fought with Jieyin, he could be in an invincible position!
"Brat, you're courting death!" Jieyin's anger had already reached the top of his head. Jieyin, who had never lost his temper, was extremely angry at this moment.
His most beloved disciple had died!
She died in front of him just like that!
"Humph! Fellow Daoist Jieyin must know very well why Ksitigarbha was killed. Now that the Netherworld is under my control, do you want to try the power of my two treasures?”
Qin Mo snorted coldly. With the support of the power of the underworld, he was not worried that he could not defeat Jieyin. If he could kill Jieyin now, it would be a great thing.
Otherwise, it would be much more troublesome when he became a Saint!
However, this thought only flashed across Qin Mo's mind. Jieyin was one of the Sages appointed by Hongjun. Although he would not say anything if he killed Ksitigarbha Hongjun, if he really killed Jieyin, Qin Mo would definitely die.
"Alright, alright, alright. Today, this poor Daoist will test Fellow Daoist Yama's strength. However, if Fellow Daoist dies in my hands, don't blame this poor Daoist for being ruthless!”
As he spoke, Jieyin took out the Primordial Spiritual Treasure, the Bitter Bamboo, and smashed it at Qin Mo's head.
The bitter bamboo was one of Jieyin's few top-grade spiritual treasures. Hongjun had not given him many treasures yet, so the west was not rich.
"Bang!"
The bitter bamboo smashed onto Qin Mo's head but was blocked by the Life and Death Book.
The Life and Death Book was of a higher grade than the bitter bamboo. With the power of the underworld, even the primordial supreme treasure, the Bell of Chaos, could not break through the defense.
"Small tricks! Watch my Spring and Autumn Dream!"
The Spring and Autumn Brush in Qin Mo's hand counterattacked Jieyin. With a casual stroke, Jieyin seemed to be in a dream. In the blink of an eye, countless reincarnations had passed. His mana was also being consumed crazily. It seemed that it had only been a few breaths, but Jieyin in the dream had already passed hundreds of Yuanhui, and his mana was only left with half.
Looking at Qin Mo, who could fight to a draw with Jieyin, the Three Pure Ones and the others began to secretly fear Qin Mo.
A mere Lord of the Netherworld actually had such strength. It seemed that the waters of the Primordial World were still too deep.
However, he did not know why Qin Mo kept hiding himself. Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun's Dao lecture could not attract him to join.
"Everything is a Dharma, like a dream, a bubble, a dew, and a lightning.”
It had to be said that Jieyin was really a genius. After experiencing so many Yuanhui, he had actually comprehended a deeper Buddhist Dharma and easily broke the nomological attack of the Spring and Autumn Brush.
If it wasn't for the power of the netherworld, Qin Mo would have suffered a lot from the backlash.
"Amitabha. Fellow Daoist Ksitigarbha is powerful, but we must take revenge for our beloved disciple. Today, I swear that the West will forever be enemies with the Netherworld. All disciples of the West will set the goal of killing King Yama and avenge my beloved disciple Ksitigarbha!”
After he finished speaking, Jieyin gathered all his mana and attacked Qin Mo fiercely.
"Boom!"
The spatial rift could not withstand such a terrifying power and directly tore apart. The chaotic storm continued to wreak havoc and swept across the entire Nether World.
Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers were sucked into it and disappeared. On the other hand, Qin Mo's face was pale. Although he could reach Jieyin's full-powered attack, he did not feel good.
Fortunately, Jieyin fled far away after his attack and disappeared. It seemed that he also knew that this was the eastern territory. Not only were the Three Pure Ones watching, but there were also the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes, especially the Sorcerer Tribe, who had a bad temper.
If he really angered the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Jieyin would suffer.
Of course, it was mainly because Jieyin discovered that Qin Mo could circulate the power of the underworld. Otherwise, Jieyin would have killed Qin Mo here no matter what!
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