Seeing Chen Mo continue to move forward, the warriors behind him immediately couldn't sit still.

"Let's go too!" Li Ze said to his master.

"Let's go!"

Yang Mingyu and the others were silent, and they had already secretly followed Chen Mo's footsteps.

All the martial artists followed behind Chen Mo and continued to walk forward.

After walking some distance, a palace appeared again in front of everyone. Under the stone steps in front of the palace, dozens of warriors stood.

It seems that there are many entrances to the Void Mountain.

Seeing Chen Mo's group of warriors coming, those people's faces were flat, and they were not surprised in the slightest.

Chen Mo looked at the plaque above the palace, and there were three big gray characters on it: Cangyun Palace!

Beside him, the old man was suddenly stunned and exclaimed, "Cangyun Palace? Could it be the last scattered immortal thousands of years ago, the cave mansion of the Cangsong Daoist?"

Chen Mo looked at the old man and asked, "Cangsong Daoist, where did he come from?"

"According to some ancient classics in the martial arts world, Cangsong Dao was the last immortal a thousand years ago, and according to the current statement, he should be the one who broke through the divine realm!"

Chen Mo secretly said in his heart: "Above the divine realm, there is really a higher realm, and it is not an exaggeration to call it an immortal, but I don't know what the strength of this scattered immortal is?"

"Chen Mo, why don't these people go in, what are you doing standing here?" Nie Xiaoqian asked curiously.

Chen Mo glanced at the palace and said lightly: "There is a magic circle!"

"Ah, there is a magic circle here, too!" Nie Xiaoqian exclaimed, for this girl who had just stepped into the martial arts world because of a blessing in disguise, she really couldn't understand why these cultivators always liked to arrange magic circles in the place where they lived.

Ahead, a beautiful woman in a long red dress glanced back at Chen Mo slightly when she heard Chen Mo's words.

"This little brother, since you can see at a glance that a magic circle has been arranged here, I wonder if you have a way to break the formation?" the woman walked up to Chen Mo and asked softly.

Chen Mo glanced at this woman, and he found that this woman was also an ancient martial artist.

And the number of ancient warriors around accounted for at least forty percent. It seems that this time the Void Mountain opened, attracting a lot of power hidden in the shadows.

Chen Mo's gaze swept over the woman, and his attitude was rejected: "Who are you?"

A flash of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, usually those men looked at her, and they wanted to rip off a piece of flesh from her, but the young man in front of him actually just glanced at her lightly, and then looked away, and had a cold attitude.

The woman immediately put away her contempt, and said seriously: "Xia Qing in Xia Feiyumen, haven't you asked your Excellency for your name?"

"You don't need to know my name, and you can't get anything from me, go back. Chen Mo said coldly, he could see at a glance that this woman named Xia Qing was scheming, and he didn't want to have any relationship with such a person.

Xia Qing was a little angry, this was the first time she reported her home, and she was still snubbed.

"Hasn't he heard of the Flying Feather Gate at all?" Xia Qing thought to himself, if he knew about the Flying Feather Gate, he was afraid that it would be too late for others to stammer, and he shouldn't directly reject people thousands of miles away.

There was a young martial artist next to him, and he sneered: "I can't imagine that Feiyu Xia Qing, one of the four spirits of the ancient martial arts, will also be left out in the cold!"

Xia Qing glared at him and said coldly, "I want you to take care of it!"

Xia Qing looked at Chen Mo again and continued to ask, "Aren't you a Gu Wu lineage?"

Chen Mo was a little displeased, this woman seemed to be a little stubborn.

"I don't belong to any force, you can go!" Chen Mo showed an impatient look on his face.

Xia Qing was secretly annoyed in her heart, as a genius of the Flying Feather Sect and a great beauty of the ancient martial arts, how could she have received such a cold reception? But she couldn't see through Chen Mo's strength, and she didn't dare to rashly turn her face with Chen Mo.

"Excuse me!" Xia Qing left with a gloomy face.

Nie Xiaoqian asked in a puzzled whisper: "Chen Mo, why do you treat her like that?

Chen Mo said in a flat tone: "She is too scheming, I don't like to be in the company of such people." ”

"Let's go in!" Chen Mo said, stepping forward.

Chen Mo's actions attracted everyone's attention.

"Boy, if you don't want to be killed by thunder, don't do it!" someone sneered.

Chen Mo didn't speak, looking at the void in front of the palace gate, in the eyes of these martial artists, maybe it was just a void, but in Chen Mo's eyes, there were formations.

Chen Mo tentatively shot out a spiritual power, and immediately, a thunderbolt sounded in the sky, and two arm-thick bolts of lightning slashed down at Chen Mo's spiritual power.

"It turned out to be a one-gas thunder array. Chen Mo was a little disdainful in his heart, the One Breath Thunder Array was just a formation that did not enter the stream, and it was something that some naughty children used to play in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

"It seems that this last scattered immortal a thousand years ago is nothing more than that!" Chen Mo was a little contemptuous of this Cangsong Daoist.

Seeing Chen Mo standing still, the warriors behind thought that Chen Mo was frightened, and they sneered one by one.

"This kid, you're scared silly!" someone sneered.

Xia Qing also showed a hint of mockery in her eyes, and said secretly in her heart: "It seems that I looked down on him just now, hum!"

The old man quietly came to Chen Mo's side and whispered, "If you can't break the magic array, don't be reckless, this thunder array is not a joke!"

Chen Mo nodded and said, "It's just a magic circle, it's still hard for me." ”

"Let's go!" Chen Mo took Nie Xiaoqian's hand and walked straight over.

Behind him, someone sneered: "This kid, are you looking for death?"

"It doesn't matter if he wants to die, he still pulls a beautiful woman, it's a pity!" a young warrior with a folding fan said with a look of regret.

Li Ze looked at Chen Mo's back, his face was serious, he always felt that Chen Mo was sure to break the formation.

The three members of the dragon group whispered.

Long Sixteen said, "I don't think there is anything in this world that can stump Master Chen!"

"Well, I feel the same way!" Long Eighteen immediately nodded in agreement.

Long Wu didn't speak, but just looked at Chen Mo's gaze with a stronger sense of battle.

Nie Xiaoqian was a little worried, but out of trust in Chen Mo, she could only choose to believe in Chen Mo unconditionally.

As the two approached the circle, a thunderbolt clicked and slashed at the two of them.

"Ahh

In the rear, most of the warriors showed a sneer of gloating, and a small number showed a look of unbearability.

This time, even the old man who had always been very optimistic about Chen Mo shook his head secretly, as if he felt that Chen Mo would definitely die.

However, something happened that shocked everyone's eyes.

Those two thunderbolts fell on Chen Mo's body, but they didn't hurt Chen Mo and Nie Xiaoqian in the slightest, and the two of them easily passed through the defense of the magic circle as if they were walking in the rain.

"How so!"

The warriors were dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief.

Li Ze and Yang Mingyu's faces were gloomy to the extreme, and a thick sense of frustration came to their hearts.

Long Sixteen laughed in a low voice: "I'll just say, there is nothing in this world that can stump Master Chen." ”

Nie Xiaoqian opened her eyes and found that she did not feel like she had been struck by lightning as she imagined.

Chen Mo smiled faintly: "Do you have no confidence in me like this?"

Nie Xiaoqian sighed, her face turned red, and she couldn't say a word.