Lei Jingxiao's entanglement! Has the monster been stolen again?

Zhenyuan Pass, on the city wall.

Mu Yurou rested her chin on her hands, her bright, lively eyes filled with sparkling little stars.

"Yeah!"

"A great start!"

Watching Lin Mo step out and effortlessly slaughter a Dao Integration Realm Demon Race Vice-General like he was cutting up vegetables, her pretty Face flushed with excitement, and she couldn't help but clap.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of a man whose Luck is strong enough to be used as a sun!"

"This strength is truly outrageously abnormal!"

"Hehe, now my fifty million High-Grade Spirit Stones really have a path to fruition!"

Seeing Lin Mo achieve success so easily, Mu Yurou felt as sweet as if she had drunk the finest Spirit Honey.

After all, in her shrewd little calculations, every heavy portion of battle merit Lin Mo earned at this moment contained a share of her "mental damages fee"!

The faster Lin Mo killed, the closer she was to becoming rich!

Of course, Mu Yurou had actually long anticipated that Lin Mo possessed such terrifying strength.

Just kidding, he was a mysterious figure who could carry such an unspeakable Karma that even a glance at him caused her backlash.

If he didn't have some trump card strength, it would be truly ghostly!

Even...

Mu Yurou stared at Lin Mo's still calm back, muttering to herself.

"This is just the beginning?"

"This guy is definitely still hiding his skills!"

"He hasn't even used his true strength at all!"

Regarding the various commotions and shocks caused by his high-profile actions, Lin Mo himself was completely indifferent.

At this moment, he didn't even glance at the Cultivators who were worshipping him.

He immediately picked up the Blazing Sun battle merit order at his waist and sensed it slightly.

The next second, the corners of Lin Mo's mouth began to rise uncontrollably!

"Tsk..."

"With this wave, my battle merit has directly broken the thirty million mark!"

"This is a huge harvest!"

"Refreshing! Simply too refreshing!"

That's right!

A Dao Integration Realm Demon Race Vice-General, plus over twenty Void Tempering Realm vice-generals, plus the tens of thousands of Demon Race soldiers of varying Realms affected by that sword just now.

This harvest directly brought Lin Mo a terrifying thirty-three million in battle merit!

One had to know that according to the exchange rate of the Yanyang Holy Land, twenty points of battle merit equaled one High-Grade Spirit Stone.

This meant that with this one sword, he had directly earned 1.65 million High-Grade Spirit Stones!

This kind of outrageous money-making speed was simply beyond the reach of other Cultivators on this battlefield; they couldn't even catch up with him!

"Good!"

"As expected, this is the fastest way to make money!"

"At this speed, even if I really need to get eighty million High-Grade Spirit Stones, it doesn't seem impossible!"

"Keep going!"

Lin Mo's Aura was like a rainbow, and the Battle Intent in his eyes grew higher.

He moved slightly, preparing to strike while the iron was hot and continue to other battlefields to farm monsters and stock up.

But just at this moment, an extremely violent sound of breaking air suddenly came from the side!

Immediately after, a purple lightning bolt tore through the sky like a shooting star, flying straight towards him!

"Hahaha!"

"I didn't expect to encounter a Sword Intent expert like you on this battlefield full of Demon Race scum!"

Accompanied by a wild laugh full of Battle Intent, the lightning crashed down ten zhang in front of Lin Mo.

The thunder dissipated, revealing Lei Jingxiao's wild and uninhibited figure.

He was shirtless, with thunder dragons circling his body, and his eyes were burning with the fire of battle as he stared fixedly at Lin Mo.

"I am Lei Jingxiao of the Yanyang Holy Land!"

"May I ask how to address you, brother?"

Looking at this flashy guy who suddenly popped out, Lin Mo frowned slightly, and his intention to teleport away was forced to stop.

"..."

"Lin Mo."

He replied casually and indifferently, appearing uninterested.

But Lei Jingxiao seemed not to notice Lin Mo's coldness at all, and instead became even more excited.

"Good!"

"Brother Lin!"

"I saw that sword just now!"

"That kind of Sword Intent attainment is the only one I've ever seen in my life!"

"You are qualified to be my opponent!"

Lei Jingxiao took a step forward, his body covered in rampaging lightning, and the thunder spear in his hand hummed with a longing for battle.

"Killing these Demon Race on the battlefield is truly boring. How about we two have a contest here?!"

His eyes were full of heat, his Battle Intent was at its peak, and he couldn't wait to fight Lin Mo.

However, facing Lei Jingxiao's undisguised provocation and challenge, Lin Mo just looked at him with the eyes of a fool, sizing him up a few times.

Then, expressionless, he replied with three words:

"Not interested."

Just kidding!

He still had to hurry up and farm battle merit to exchange for Materials!

Where would he find the time to play around here with this self-righteous battle fanatic?

Everyone is very busy, okay?

With this spare time, wouldn't it be better to kill a few more Hedao Demon Race Vice-Generals and exchange for more Spirit Stones?

What's the benefit of fighting him?

"What?!"

Hearing Lin Mo's straightforward refusal, Lei Jingxiao was stunned for a moment, and his originally high spirit stalled.

Since he was young, this was the first time someone dared not to give him Face!

"You guy..."

Lei Jingxiao's Face instantly sank, and his voice carried a hint of anger.

"Could it be that you look down on me, Lei Jingxiao?"

"Or is it... that you are all show and no substance, and simply dare not take a move from me?!"

Provocation?

Lin Mo sneered in his heart.

"Think what you want."

"Just assume I look down on you."

He shrugged indifferently, not even bothering to look at this person again.

After shaking his head, he turned around, ready to change places and continue his fortune-making career.

"Damn it!!"

"Unreasonable!"

"Stop right there! You can't leave!!"

Seeing Lin Mo ignore him like this, and even walk away without bothering to explain, Lei Jingxiao was so angry his Face turned red, and the whole person was about to overheat!

As a Holy Land Sequence, when had he ever received such contempt?

"Want to leave? Have you asked the thunder spear in my hand?!"

He roared, his figure flashed, and he turned into a lightning bolt, trying to block Lin Mo who was about to leave.

Unfortunately, Lin Mo didn't even look at him.

He just lifted his foot and took a light step into the Void Realm in front of him.

Chi la!

The space rift opened and closed instantly.

Lin Mo's figure disappeared from the spot, as if he had never appeared.

Only Lei Jingxiao, who had missed his target, was left frozen in place, looking stunned.

"Tear... tearing the Void Realm?"

Lei Jingxiao's eyes widened, looking at the residual spatial fluctuations, completely stunned.

Although he was strong and could fight above his Realm, he was still only in the Spirit Transformation Realm and did not have the ability to tear the Void Realm.

Facing this kind of shameless spatial method, even if he had a body of tyrannical power, he had nowhere to use it!

He could only watch helplessly as Lin Mo slipped away from under his nose.

"Hmph!"

"What a Void Realm method!"

After a brief moment of astonishment, Lei Jingxiao was not discouraged, but instead let out a cold snort, and the Battle Intent in his eyes grew even stronger!

"The opponents I have taken a fancy to have never been able to escape so far!"

"Want to run? No way!"

"Just you wait for me!"

Lei Jingxiao did not intend to let it go.

Having finally encountered such a strong and interesting opponent, how could he, who loved hunting, give up easily?

Therefore, he immediately identified the direction in which Lin Mo disappeared, transformed into a streak of violent lightning again, and chased after him relentlessly!

On the other side.

Lin Mo stepped out of the Void Realm and arrived at another corner of the battlefield.

The battle situation here was also extremely intense, with heavy casualties among the Human Race Cultivators.

However, what made Lin Mo a little regretful was that although there were many Demon Race here, there were only thirty-odd Void Tempering Realm Demon Race Vice-Generals, and no valuable Hedao Demon Race Vice-Generals sitting in command.

"Forget it."

"Void Tempering Demon Race are also very valuable, can't waste them!"

"Let's take this wave first!"

Lin Mo quickly adjusted his mindset, without any hesitation, the long sword in his hand chimed, and he immediately prepared to harvest this group of Demon Race.

Who knew!

Just as he raised his hand and his Sword Intent had not yet fully erupted.

Rumble!

Above the firmament overhead, a deafening thunderous sound suddenly came!

Immediately after.

A terrifying thunder spear, a hundred zhang long and covered with an Aura of destruction, actually fell with a bang, snatching the lead one second before Lin Mo could make a move, just like a heavenly punishment!

Boom!!!

The thunder spear hit the center of the group of Demon Race Vice-Generals with extreme precision!

The violent thunder exploded instantly, turning into a sea of thunder!

Those thirty-odd Void Tempering Realm Demon Race Vice-Generals, along with tens of thousands of surrounding Demon Race soldiers, didn't even have time to scream, and under this terrifying blow, they were electrocuted into charcoal and turned into fly ash!

"Hahahaha!"

"Brother Lin, your movements seem a bit slow!"

"This wave, it's mine!"

In mid-air, Lei Jingxiao's figure appeared, looking at Lin Mo below with a triumphant Face.

And looking at the ground full of charcoal, and the completely cleared battlefield, Lin Mo slowly lowered the long sword in his hand.

His Face, at this moment, suddenly sank!