Chapter 215

Friars can instill magic power into their thoughts after cultivating their spiritual thoughts. Their spiritual thoughts move like essence, and they can kill people in a lively conversation, which can be described as natural and unrestrained. Of course, the idea of killing enemies can only be used against those enemies who are slightly weak in realm and have no strong will. If they encounter people of the same level or who are determined to be steel and indestructible, no matter how strong the idea is, it is difficult to destroy their knowledge of the sea.

However, in the eyes of the old man, Chen Mo is just a warrior who has not reached the small thunder robbery, and his idea is enough to defeat him. When the old man's mind came down, it was like the sky was over. No one could bear the mind of the three major thunderbolt Zhiming monk.

Chen Mo's face was like stone and iron, and he operated the nose locking technique. His orifices converged, and all his veins were in one breath. The whole person seemed to be as one as copper. The old man's mind invaded, and he only felt that the boy seemed to exist and did not exist, and he did not detect any sea of knowledge.

Chen Mo took the opportunity to take off and hit the old man with a big dipper.

The old man laughed angrily, and it was really the first time in his life that he dared to wave weapons at him. "The ants are trying to shake the tree and overestimate their strength. If I can't kill you, how can I kill the star generals?" The old man sneered and grabbed his hand in vain.

A chill was caught out, and the chill turned into a sword weapon in his hand like a piece of pilian, and then he killed Chen mo.

This is his five elements refining 'dry extremely cold air', which belongs to the middle cold of water intake. At the beginning, his dry extremely cold air in the inner star domain was also a magical power that makes people pale at the smell - long wind cfwx-.

In Chen Mo's eyes, white air suddenly appeared in front of him, and the temperature plummeted. Before the extremely dry cold came, the powerful cold had frozen the flow of human blood, let alone play martial arts.

Not good.

Chen Mo felt the horror of the cold, and dared not to hold it up. He hurriedly turned the star power to get rid of the shackles of the cold. When the cold hit, the Big Dipper swept out, and a strong wind twisted with the cold.

Bang bang.

Cold sword and Beidou killed each other dozens of times in a breath.

North Juzi's eyes twinkled, and he stared carefully at the strange weapon in Chen Mo's hand to see what the source was. He is not an unknown person in the inner star domain, otherwise he is not qualified to rob the property of the star general. The weapon in Chen Mo's hand doesn't show any origin, and the star that makes hundreds of kilograms of muddy iron weapons will not be unheard of, but this kind of weapon can't be used even for top monks, let alone three flower warriors.

Is this man a star general?

An absurd idea flashed through beijuzi's mind.

Seeing that Chen Mo used weapons to resist his extreme cold, the old man was not moved.

"I dare to show off this skill in front of me." Beijuzi sneered and flicked his fingers.

The cold air separated a thousand pieces, like the sky Flowing Clouds and brocade, and the thousand pieces of cold air separated around Chen Mo, forming a trend of encirclement and suppression. Chen Mo shouted loudly, using the star power to the limit, and the big stick drew a bright track to protect himself.

Busy with the cold, Chen Mo suddenly felt dangerous.

Beijuzi's body shape was in front of him, and he grabbed it forward. With this grasp, it was like finding out what was in his pocket. Unexpectedly, he grabbed the front end of the big dipper stick, and it was easy for beijuzi to command Jing Xiuwei to seize the weapon of the warrior. But just when he touched the weapon, the star power on the Big Dipper seemed to have stabbed through his palm.

Burning and in great pain, Bei Juzi could only withdraw, and looking at Chen Mo seemed greedy.

It's really Xingli!

This weapon is either Tianming Xingwu or Xingbao.

Beijuzi thought of this, and his mind moved. A hundred flying swords appeared in the void. As soon as he pinched the sword formula, a hundred sword lights crisscrossed to form a noble sword net, as if the heaven and earth were caught.

Chen Mo was right in the center of the sword net, as if he had been stuck and forced to move by the sword.

Chen Mo's forehead showed a layer of cold sweat. The monk in the Zhiming realm was too strong. As soon as the sword formula came out, the boundless magic spread to the ice Valley, and the sword light formed an array, blowing a snowstorm ten times stronger than before.

"Die."

Beijuzi came to a conclusion contemptuously.

It's a great honor for the martial artist who only gathered three flowers to let him use the sword formula.

Chen Mo's face was pale, and he was trying to use the boundless Lingbao Bodhi treasure industry.

Suddenly, a whiter snow sword light blocked in front of him. This snow sword light jumped out like a dragon carp, struggling and jumping in the sword net formed by beijuzi.

Chen Mo looked back, and it turned out to be the sword formula of Beiming Youxue.

Beiming Youxue was suppressed by beijuzi's mind before, and he couldn't move at all. He couldn't breathe until the old man was stabbed by the Big Dipper. Seeing Chen Mo was in trouble, she didn't have time to think about using his sword formula. She read in her mouth, and a cloak treasure flew out at the same time, rising in the air against the wind. The cloak emitted a hundred thousand colors and light, and gathered the murderous spirit of beijuzi sword formula.

Chen Mo hurried back.

North Juzi sneered, and with a little finger, his life sword formula immediately became powerful, like a thousand ice cones tearing through the solidified space. Beiming has snow, but it's just how Xiaolei Jiexiu can resist the monk of Zhiming realm.

However, in the blink of an eye, Beiming Youxue's Benming flying sword immediately burst, and the mouth of the flying sword was cut off, and the magic cloak was also split under beijuzi's flying sword.

The life sword formula was damaged, and Beiming Youxue was also seriously injured, spitting out a mouthful of misty blood. The whole person was as painful as a blow to the head.

"Let's go."

Chen Mo grabs Beiming Youxue and uses his escape method.

"Want to run?"

Beijuzi instantly intercepted in front of the two people. In terms of speed, Chen Mo could not escape beijuzi's eyesight.

"You've wasted a lot of my time." Beijuzi's face showed unhappiness, and several little Leijie friars were able to fight hard to resist a few breaths, which was really an insult.

The sword rhyme rises again.

Chen Mo suddenly drank, slapped his palm, and made his palm print.

"Huh?"

Beijuzi was shocked and suddenly found that his body lost its reaction under some kind of pressure.

"Ridiculous." At the same time, beijuzi slapped out a very cold air.

Chen Mo's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and his Qi was in the elixir field. He waved his palms several times.

There was a thunderous noise from the ice valley.

A collapse in the space around beijuzi generally showed huge palm prints, but such a powerful magic power just shook the old man's clothes a little, and the long beard blew, and beijuzi's face was gloomy.

Chen Mo secretly said, "Damn it, the level of the opponent in front of him is too high. He is almost the top cultivation of the big thunder robber. Now he doesn't even get started with the small thunder robber. Although he has star power, he is not as comfortable as the star general. Chen Mo is also powerless to deal with such a powerful enemy.".

"How can we be his opponent?" Beiming Youxue said painfully.

Chen Mo gasps, a little tired.

"Are you tickling me?" Beijuzi laughed, unafraid of Zhang Tianyin. Chen Mo's palm seal is really no different from scratching for him.

"I'll send you this couple on the road."

A hundred flying swords crisscrossed, splitting the mountains and snow valleys, and the murderous sword awning hung above the two.

"Now, you should tell me your true identity?" Beiming Youxue is biting her teeth and has accepted her fate.

"It's not trivial now." Chen Mo was speechless about her persistence.

"Do you still think you can deal with him?" Beiming Youxue smiles bitterly.

"I can't deal with it, but someone will deal with it." Chen Mo smiled.

"What?" Beiming Youxue was stunned and heard hope from Chen Mo's words.

"If you're unconscious for a few more days, I've used your talisman." Chen Mo said.

"How do you know I have a talisman?" Beiming Youxue was surprised. The talisman for protecting her life is a special talisman given to her by her father. If you encounter danger, use this talisman, and Beiming Canglang can feel it coming to save her. Jianghu is dangerous. Beiming Canglang is afraid of something unexpected for her to do so.

Chen Mo rolled his eyes. It's strange that the family doesn't give them any means to protect their lives for such a delicate king and grandson like them.

"The top priority is to avoid this disaster first."

Chen Mo finished.

The flying sword in the sky has fallen like rain.

Chen Mo thought to control Bodhi treasure industry and was ready to fight with all his strength. At this time, a huge roar came from a hundred miles away. The sound was like spring thunder on the nine days, and like the rolling river and huge waves.

The sound blew through the ice Valley, accompanied by the momentum of huge waves.

The thick snow in the ice Valley seemed to melt at once.

Beijuzi's powerful sword formula was affected by the huge waves and had to defend. The old man's eyes were frozen, but also showed a little severe.

"My father is here."

Beiming has a happy expression of snow.

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, secretly took back Bodhi treasure industry, and finally did not miscalculate the time.