Chapter 1140 The White Bear Tribe

"A group of Xiaoxiao! They even poisoned them!"

The green smoke turned the faces of Jin Dazhuang and Jin Qiaoxin into a livid blue, and the two struggled to counteract the toxins with the aura in their bodies. But it is still crumbling, these poisonous toxins are really too strong.

"fall!"

As the bear-like middle-aged man roared again, several strong men who besieged Jin Dazhuang immediately pulled up a big net.

Jin Qiaoxin and Jin Dazhuang, who were already dizzy and poisonous, fell into the net immediately, and now the two of them only felt limp all over, how could they have the strength to break out of the net?

"Jie Jie, Mr. Xiegen's poison is really easy to use."

The middle-aged man who gave orders walked up to Dawang playfully, and looked proudly at Jin Dazhuang and Jin Qiaoxin

"Poor, who made you offend the Five Poison Tribe? You really want to die. If you are handed over to the Five Poison Tribe, you will definitely get a lot of good things. Jie Jie."

Saying that, the middle-aged waved his arms

"take away!"

Several strong men are about to take Jin Dazhuang and Jin Qiaoxin away.

Looking at the people around, Jin Qiao's eyes were filled with tears. Looking at the sky, Jin Qiaoxin cried in his heart

"Brother Li Mo, why haven't you come back...Qiao Xin, I'm afraid I won't see you again."

However, when several strong men grabbed the net covering Jin Qiaoxin and Jin Dazhuang, a cold voice came.

"Wait!"

This voice is full of majesty in the cold. A few strong men didn't know what was going on, but they let go so obediently.

Looking in the direction of the sound, a young man riding a bull came slowly.

"Where is the stinky boy, dare to meddle in other people's business?"

How could a member of the small White Bear tribe recognize the savage bull under Li Mo? And these people couldn't feel the cultivation of Li Mo and Man Niu. So the middle-aged man couldn't help standing up and scolding.

"Who are you?"

The bull stopped, and Li Mo asked in a cold tone.

"You told us to stop, instead of declaring your family name, you came to ask me who I am instead? Are you courting death?"

The middle-aged man smiled angrily, pinched his waist and asked.

"I asked your name because I want to know who I killed. As for my name, you are not qualified to know."

Li Mo continued to speak, no joy could be heard in his cold voice.

"Stinky boy! Court death!"

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man rushed over angrily.

In the land under their feet, middle-aged people are also among the best. Right now, there is a boy who is less than twenty years old and says he wants to kill himself, why is he not angry?

Before the middle-aged people arrive, the boxing style arrives first. The hair on Li Mo's temples fluttered with the wind, and this punching wind had the power to lead to the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Realm.

Needless to say, Li Mo knew who the middle-aged man in front of him was. Apart from the Patriarch of the White Bear Tribe, who else could have a strong man who can induce the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Realm?

Of course, without Jin Dazhuang's Jinniu tribe, there is no such strong man. If it weren't for the totem guardian of the Golden Core Realm, maybe the Jinniu tribe would have been wiped out long ago.

With a totem, at least it can protect tribes of the same level from being easily wiped out. The price is to let the totem control the lives of the entire tribe, which seems fair.

Let's talk about the fight, when the middle-aged man's fist was still three inches away from Li Mo's face. Li Mo stared, his eyes were blue.

"Kill yourself."

Li Mo's tone was flat, like a high-ranking emperor, who was giving the final sentence to the middle-aged man.

The eyes of the middle-aged man gradually lost their focus, and a look of fear appeared on his face. It was as if he had seen something terrifying, and then the middle-aged man seemed unable to bear the pressure.

Immediately, the middle-aged man took out a dagger from the storage bag, and wiped the dagger towards his neck. Blood splattered three feet, and the middle-aged man fell straight to the ground, lifeless.

The middle-aged people only have the cultivation base of leading the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Realm, so how can they have the ability to compete with Li Mo's illusion.

"Patriarch!"

Looking at the middle-aged man who died tragically, the hearts of all the strong men couldn't help trembling. The eyes that looked at Li Mo were full of fear. They have never heard of Li Mo's murder method, and they have never seen it before.

Dragons have Ni Lin, and Li Mo's Ni Lin is the people around him. And these people actually wanted to take Jin Dazhuang and Jin Qiaoxin to the Five Poison Tribe in exchange for rewards, so for the rest of the big men, Li Mo still had no intention of letting them go.

Li Mo raised his head and glanced away. All the youths that Li Mo saw entered the illusion arranged by Li Mo without warning.

The world in front of them at this moment is a world where demons dance wildly.

There happened to be a large number of spirit beasts, and the big monster attacked their tribe. These people took up weapons and stabbed into the bodies of those spirit beasts one after another, blood splashed everywhere, and the air was filled with bloody smell.

Seeing the fallen spirit beasts one after another, how refreshing these people feel.

However, in reality, the spears in these people's hands pierced the chests of their people. A moment later, all the big men fell in a pool of blood.

"Ingenious."

After tidying up these big guys, Li Mo couldn't restrain his emotions anymore, jumped off the bull and ran towards Jin Qiaoxin.

At this moment, Jin Qiaoxin's eyes were already filled with tears. If it wasn't for the fact that he was poisoned and unable to move, Jin Qiaoxin would have run into Li Mo's arms long ago.

Li Mo came in front of Jin Qiaoxin, and pointed his finger at Jin Qiaoxin's arm. Fortunately, although this toxin could make Jin Qiaoxin and Jin Dazhuang weak, it did not harm their lives.

Even people who have cultivated in the spiritual realm won't be hurt, how strong is this poison? So Li Mo took Jin Dazhuang and Jin Qiaoxin's arms one by one. The majestic aura traveled along Li Mo's fingertips towards the two of them.

Not long after, the two of them made a puff together and coughed up a mouthful of blood. And the skin of the two gradually returned to normal, and the black air wrapped around their faces finally gradually receded.

"Brother Li Mo! You are finally back..."

As soon as her body was able to move, Jin Qiaoxin couldn't restrain herself anymore, she hugged Li Mo tightly, feeling the warmth from Li Mo's body.

How much has Jin Qiaoxin suffered with his father these days? The only belief that can make Jin Qiaoxin persist is Li Mo, because Li Mo said that he will come back to pick her up.

Patting Jin Qiaoxin on the back, Li Mo said deeply

"Qiaoxin, I suffered."

Seeing his daughter and son-in-law's lover finally get together, Jin Dazhuang couldn't be happier. But looking at the corpses around him, Jin Dazhuang immediately reminded:

"Hurry up, you killed the patriarch of the White Bear Tribe. Their grandpa may be killed soon. And this is now the territory of the White Bear Tribe, and the White Bear Tribe has migrated. Their totem is also here."

Obviously, even if Li Mo showed his powerful side just now. But Jin Dazhuang still couldn't believe that Li Mo alone could contend against the Baixiongshan tribe, let alone the totem of the Jindan state.

"Uncle Zhuang, don't worry. I'm back, and these tribes will get the punishment they deserve!"

Li Mo solemnly nodded to Jin Dazhuang and made an oath.