Chapter 397 - Slaughter

Lin Mo, who was covered in black aura, stared at Night Mor with his pitch-black eyes.

This kind of eyes made Night Mor tremble up, although Lin Mo in this state didn't have the ability to kill a Tongling realm powerhouse in seconds, it wasn't difficult to kill.

"Lord Demon Sword Soul."

Night Mor continued, he knew that it was definitely not Lin Mo's will that was influencing the entire Devil Sword Soul at this time, otherwise Lin Mo's first kill would definitely be him.

"Kill!"

However, at this time, a pale voice still came out of Lin Mo's mouth.

The reason why his anger led to demonisation was all because of Night Mor, so whether it was before or after demonisation, his hatred towards this Night Mor was the greatest.

As for what he said about the same clan, after so many years, the Devil Sword Soul had long forgotten about the Devil Sword Sect.

"No!"

Night Mor shouted in horror when he heard this.

Lin Mo, however, was as if he didn't know, only to see his hand, which was draped in black gas, directly turn into a sword and chop over towards Night Mor.

Night Mor naturally wouldn't sit back and wait for death, and immediately exploded his body's cultivation, and for a moment, the Yuan Power of the heavens and the earth gathered crazily.

He struck out seven or eight attacks in a row to confront Lin Mo.

Only his strength wasn't as strong as the Lingyun Academy's dean, and after three moves, he fell in a sorry state, and his withered body was directly torn apart alive by Lin Mo.

Miserable to see!

"Why ...... am I not willing." Night Mor's eyes were filled with despair as he stared at Lin Mo in death.

He had never imagined that his hallowed Demon Sword Sect Patriarch would fall in such a place, he was not willing to see why what should have been their Demon Sword Sect's most precious treasure had instead been used by Lin Mo, and had killed all of them all.

However, all that answered him was eternal darkness.

At the side of the altar, Li Mengxue, Nine Lives and Zhao Yun all three didn't leave, while Ou Xueying was healing Li Mengxue's wounds.

The shot she had just taken to kill herself hadn't pierced her heart, so as long as she stopped the bleeding, her life wouldn't be in danger.

"You are all brother Lin Mo's battle souls, do you think he will kill us?"

Li Mengxue looked at Lin Mo in the distance and worried.

"I don't know, the current him is terrifying."

Nine Lives' lovely and moving face also revealed a rare worry.

Zhao Yun also nodded, "I'm connected to his bloodline, I can't feel any connection to him at this time, but it's certain that he hasn't perished, or else I would have gone up in smoke together."

"Lin Mo should still be fighting against the Demonic Sword Soul, I know him, he won't give in even if this Demonic Sword Soul's power is strong." Nine Lives added.

He did know more about Lin Mo than Zhao Yun.

"Hopefully." Li Mengxue murmured.

"I think it's better for us to run." At this time, Ou Xueying spoke up.

Although they, the Demon Sword Sect, had captured Li Mengxue, it was Ou Xueying who had been taking care of her during this period, so Ou Xueying didn't resent her, and just now when she was about to be abused, Ou Xueying had spoken for herself.

"We won't leave, Lin Mo is our master, we won't leave." Zhao Yun and Nine Lives said in unison.

Whew! Hoo! Whew!

Just as their words fell, they felt a gust of wind whistling, and then a black shadow manifested in front of them.

It was none other than Lin Mo who had killed Night Mor.

He stood in front of the few people, his dark eyes staring at Li Mengxue for a long time.

However, he did not make a move. Although the Demonic Sword Soul had taken control of Lin Mo's body, Lin Mo's obsession was terrifying, and he possessed an incomparably strong desire to protect within him.

This person to protect was none other than Li Mengxue.

As for Zhao Yun Nine Lives, the Devil Sword Soul felt a kindred feeling with them and did not move to kill.

Finally, his gaze turned to Ou Xueying.

In the palm of his hand, a ball of black gas had slowly condensed.

At this time within the Sunset Forest, a portion of the Wang Clan scattered and hid in the jungle, and Wang Yuan did not flee very far.

He was never willing to give up on Li Mengxue just like that, as that was the key to whether or not he could become a supreme expert.

On the other hand, the people from Lingyun Academy were worried about their dean, so they did not stay away.

"Young Master Yuan, that girl child ......" behind Wang Yuan, an elder of the Wang Clan, said in a cold sweat.

Wang Yuan's gaze had been fixed on Li Mengxue, and only after he saw Lin Mo's sight leave Li Mengxue did he let out a sigh of relief, "This monster just killed so many people, the only thing he didn't do was move Mengxue's side, which means that this monster doesn't want to kill him her or doesn't want to kill those two battle souls next to her."

"We are here if we are discovered ......," that elder continued.

"You can roll first if you are afraid to die." Wang Yuan said angrily.

Frightened, that elder trembled with fear, and since their voices weren't small, they immediately drew Lin Mo to turn his head.

This turn of Lin Mo's head directly caused Wang Yuan's face to turn white, and that elder was even more paralysed with fear, with a smell of urine coming out between his two strands.

It was just that Lin Mo didn't immediately rush to their side, but instead looked at Ou Xueying.

"Kill!"

He spat out a word, and then his palm, which had already condensed black Qi, slapped towards Ou Xueying's ceiling.

"Brother Lin Mo, don't kill her."