Mo Lin can also see that many huge machine weapons have been launched, and several towers have been raised from the village. The huge crossbow with ink in the tower needs three ink writers to launch it together. Even if the snake is nine places, the monster beast will be afraid of it, and it will be difficult to defeat the two-meter crossbow.

Seeing that the village has entered a state of combat readiness, Mo Lin is even more anxious and is about to drive back. A ghostly wind passing by him immediately alerted him.
"What person?" Mo Lin’s arm around his waist and red soul instantly entered the incarnation state, and the five senses were highly sensitive to examine the surrounding situation.
"Compared with the swamp, Molin has made rapid progress."
Behind the sound, it made Mo Lin’s hair explode all over his body and suddenly leaned forward to see a familiar "person"
"Snake Sanqing, how are you?" Ink Lin surprised way
Chapter 17 Sword Name Red Soul
Chapter 17 Sword Name Red Soul
The person behind him is the snake Sanqing. Its iconic rotten face seems to have improved a little, but swinging in the right eye nest still makes people feel numb.
"I sent you a message on orders from the lich king." Snake Sanqing spread his hands to show that it meant no harm.
"Message … I have nothing more to pester you?" Molin felt a fire when she thought that the Snake Nine Yous sent Ah Huan to do those bad things.
"The Lich King asked me to give you a message that since you already know the power of the Dragon Soul, you should face up to your destiny. It gives you a gift to congratulate you on becoming a monster beast. Whether you accept it or not is your business." Snake Sanqing said, taking out a sheepskin scroll from his arms, slowly putting it on the ground and then quitting a few steps.
Mo Lin’s mind was thinking quickly about analyzing the snake’s Sanqing words. Snake Jiu You had little knowledge of his own situation. He probably found that he had awakened the dragon soul from some changes, but he didn’t know that the dragon soul had been swallowed up.
"Maybe this is a profitable opportunity." Mo Lin didn’t show his face in his heart. He went to the sheepskin scroll and picked it up carefully.
This scroll should be many years old, and from the appearance, it is full of traces of time.
"What is this?" Molin is very afraid of spitting out a poisonous powder as soon as he hits.
"I don’t know if I gave it to you. I’ll see you later when I’m finished." Snake Sanqing bowed to Molin and turned to go.
"Wait" Mo Lin remembered something and stopped it.
"What can I do for you?" Snake Sanqing turned around and said
"What’s the evil spirit? Are you going to attack Mohism?" Mo Lin noticed that the powerful village of returning ink was wandering around the northeast, neither advancing nor retreating.
"That’s just a cover-up. Now all the ink writers will focus on the rhinoceros king so that they won’t notice that I’m here to meet you."
"So that’s it." Molin realized that the newcomer was the rhinoceros king. No wonder it made no secret that it was a diversion and made him nervous for nothing.
"This time it’s empty, but not once." Molin was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when the snake Sanqing lost such an absent-minded remark and twisted his body and disappeared.
A moment after the snake Sanqing left, the rhinoceros king’s demon spirit slowly disappeared, and soon he was hidden and could no longer be sensed.
Ink Lin just breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the scroll in his hand and finally lost his curiosity. He solved the scroll string and slowly unfolded the scroll.
This is an ancient parchment rolled with pale yellow sheepskin, a color similar to blood. Draw a picture.
At the top of the picture, there is a red dragon with teeth bared and claws spewing with flames, which misindicates its identity-the red dragon, the king of all demons who once ruled this continent.
It’s a pity that the above-mentioned giant dragon was first killed by the human hero, the dragon slaying technique, and the soul that has endured for hundreds of years was swallowed by the host Molin, which has been completely erased from the world.
The red dragon face is a misty mountain group, standing alone among the peaks.
There is a red horizontal line on the peaks. Molin guessed that it represented the ground.
Somewhere in the peaks, a red circle encircles a red line and extends from the circle to a palace with horizontal lines.
Although the painter’s pen is simple and sketchy, it has already revealed the luxury of the palace. The palace floor is covered with similar gold, silver and jewels. The painter seems to be afraid that people will not understand it, and specially added some lines representing the flash effect.
The right edge of the sheepskin scroll is a simple map depicting a route. Molin guessed that the red circle was the entrance to the underground palace, and this map was the route map to the palace.
"Snake Nine, why do you want to give this to me?" Molin is puzzled.
He thought about it and decided to ask Zhu Pingman and Xiaobai. They must know what’s going on here.
When I got back to the village, the alarm had been lifted. Several tall towers were slowly lowered and the heights were changed back into ordinary houses. The movable roof was closed, and it was not obvious from the external roots that this was a weapon of great destruction.