Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

Chapter 1787 Wind Spirit Body

You will be ruined!

When Xue Tian heard Chen Mo's words, his body kept retreating, and several guards immediately reached out to support him.

Take Xue Tian to calm down and look at Chen Mo again, Xue Tian's eyes are already covered with cold colors.

"You are right, I will indeed be ruined, but the development of the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce over the years has reached its shackles. If I don't obey the Holy Land of Luoshui, Tianbao Merchant will not rise to the next level."

"It is inevitable to pay some price for this matter. You Chen Mo openly dealt with me Xue Tian and took Qian Biluo away. That would be blocking my financial path."

"Anyone who breaks my money, I Xue Tian never give a good face."

"Kill me, take Chen Mo, and reward billions of immortal stones."

boom!

When the words fell, the world seemed to be silent, and countless people took a deep breath of air.

He looked up at Chen Mo again, as if staring at a treasure, his eyes were so greedy.

What's more, he took the lead and killed Chen Mo. That powerful attack was already close to the limit, and he wanted to put Chen Mo to death.

At this moment, Chen Mo's heart was extremely cold, his eyes burning, and his killing intent surged in his body.

"Money can make ghosts grind, but in the face of absolute power, I Chen Mo wants to change this iron law."

Collecting Qianbiluo into the Five Elements Space, Chen Mo summoned the **** beasts, and the breath from **** swept the audience, fierce and powerful, and the atmosphere of killing was overwhelming.

"kill."

The **** beast hadn't seen blood for half a year. At this moment, a Mahayana strongman took a bite, and he chewed it to pieces on the spot, without even screaming.

Chen Mo watched this scene with satisfaction.

Then he turned and walked towards Xue Tian. Every step he took, he was shocked, making Xue Tian's eyes a little shocked.

But he was also a strong man in the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce anyway, so how could he be afraid of Chen Mo.

With a big wave of his hand, Xue Tian coldly shouted: "Raise soldiers for a thousand days, use them for a while, kill Chen Mo for me."

"Yes."

The strength of several cronies was even more terrifying than those of the Mahayana powerful. The attacks they wrought out were close to the combat power of the real dragon and evil evildoers, which seemed very terrifying and unstoppable.

However, for these, Chen Mo is only urging the law of life to protect himself from death in the hands of the other party.

But these attacks fell on Chen Mo, and they still have power, making Chen Mo's face appear cold and pale. Looking at Xue Tian, ​​Chen Mo calmly said: "I am right in front of you, and the property you have is in my eyes. It's so unbearable."

In a word, Xue Tian had to admit it.

The monk he spent resources to build was indeed vulnerable to Chen Mo.

"What about this?"

"Do you think you can escape this holy tower?"

Outside, there are disciples from the Holy Land of Luoshui, and there are many evildoers, and it is impossible for Chen Mo to escape the holy tower.

If possible, Xue Tian naturally hoped to use his own power to kill Chen Mo on the spot.

However, under the counterattack of the **** beasts, countless Mahayana powerhouses either died or were seriously injured.

Several guards also felt powerless to deal with Chen Mo.

Looking at Chen Mo was also helpless.

"My lord, the strength of this child is unknown, but his combat effectiveness is definitely not something we can stop."

"You guys step back!"

Xue Tian had known for a long time that his own guards could not deal with Chen Mo. After all, Chen Mo controlled the law of life and death, held the blood-devouring sword of reincarnation, and even **** beasts helped.

"But your lord?" The guards stopped talking.

"Don't worry, he won't kill me."

Xue Tian waved his hand, and these guards were willing to step back a few steps to give Xue Tian and Chen Mo enough space.

"Chen Mo, I have a good image for you, and I can challenge you with strength. If you are willing to hand over a thousand heads, and from now on, it is my use, I can treat today's things as never happening."

After seeing Chen Mo's strength, Xue Tian already had the mentality to be subordinate.

But what a character Chen Mo is, Xue Tian wants to accept him as a follower, like a dream.

"I'm sorry, I have to take Thousand Masters away."

Chen Mo turned around, held Qian Biluo again, and left this floor. The Mahayana powerhouse all the way down, as if receiving the wind, did not continue to attack Chen Mo.

Therefore, Chen Mo went out smoothly.

Looking around, there are densely packed people in sight, and Xueyun is the first to look at Chen Mo.

"Boy, you are so courageous, you dare to take away the thousand heads, do you want to put me in your eyes?"

Xueyun looked at Chen Mo and said in a faint tone: "Although I don't have a net here, but with your strength, wanting to leave is like a foolish dream."

"So what are you going to do?"

In the face of Xueyun, Chen Mo didn't have any confidence, and he spoke calmly with a negotiated language.

"It's very simple. Defeat one of my subordinates and you can leave."

Xueyun pointed to a few outside disciples in the Luoshui Holy Land nearby. At this moment, these people looked at Chen Mo with gloomy eyes, as if they were staring at a dead person with an evil look in their eyes.

"If you lose, I don't want you to do anything." Xueyun added: "As long as you kneel here for a month and eat leftovers every day, this requirement is not difficult, right?"

With that, Xueyun looked at Chen Mo with a smile.

He had imagined that after Chen Mo was defeated, he would kneel here all day.

However, Chen Mo didn't have any doubts, instead, there was a war intent in his heart.

"I heard that the disciple of the Holy Land of Luoshui, with tremendous strength and unparalleled physique, I am not talented, Chen Mo, who is here to challenge the disciple of the Holy Land of Luoshui, who of you will fight?"

Chen Mo's voice was powerful and powerful, and his voice shocked his lungs.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, unexpectedly the disciple of Luoshui Holy Land hadn't spoken yet.

Chen Mo turned from passive to active, and took the lead to challenge the disciples of Luoshui Holy Land.

For a time, the disciples of the Holy Land of Luoshui were intent on killing.

"It's a mere waste that has no cultivation base. I don't know what Xue Tian's garbage is for, and I can't keep such a person."

"Well, today our disciple from the Holy Land of Luoshui is here, so I can appreciate the strength of this kid."

When the words fell, an outer disciple from the Holy Land of Luoshui jumped out, and the mysterious light appeared all over his body, sacred and extraordinary, and even more faintly coerced, erupting.

From a distance, this disciple has incredible combat effectiveness, unfathomable.

"I am Ding Han, a disciple from the outer sect of the Holy Land of Luoshui. My cultivation is in the middle stage of Mahayana. I have a physique of the spirit body of wind, and control the artistic conception of wind. In my world, everything can become a trend."

"To deal with you, I can kill with only one hand."

Ding Han said this with a pretty face, full of arrogance.

The people around were even more embarrassed.

"Unexpectedly, the outer disciple of this Luoshui Holy Land actually possesses the spirit body of wind and controls the artistic conception of wind. From this point of view, he must be unmatched in speed."

"At this time, Chen Mo will undoubtedly lose."

Knowing that Ding Han is a windy spirit body, I didn't think that Chen Mo could defeat Ding Han.

This has nothing to do with the cultivation base, just because the physique is more than everything.