The middle-aged man was the master of Sword Mountain, and he was also a well-known figure in the cultivation world, and what he said was naturally golden and good, but Chen Mo actually ignored him, which made the middle-aged man lose face, and the killing intent on his body rippled silently.

In fact, a character like Chen Mo can't attract the attention of a middle-aged man, but Chen Mo got the Dustless Heart Moon Sword, and there is also the inheritance of the Sword Dustless, these are all things from Sword Mountain, and the middle-aged man knows the importance of things even if he is stupid.

Therefore, the middle-aged man stared at Chen Mo angrily, "When this happens, I will go to Luofeng Town, and when the time comes, I want to know if you are as Jianghu said, you are indispensable." ”

"We'll see. Chen Mo listened to the middle-aged man's words and replied lightly.

No matter what the sect master of Sword Mountain was, Chen Mo already had a combat power that surpassed them.

It's just that how can these big people think that they are the weakest, just like the big people who have a certain reputation in the cultivation realm have already regarded themselves as the strongest people at the pinnacle.

As long as the rest of the big people, the master of the Sword Mountain Gate will pay attention to it, although Chen Mo is the number one person in Luofeng Town, but he is a yellow-haired child after all, and it is not worth mentioning.

Chen Mo didn't continue to pay attention to the Sword Mountain Sect Master, but took a few steps back, standing with Yang Dingtian and the others, Ling Xuan frowned and said, "Chen Mo, I think there will be danger here, why don't we go first, after all, if you stay in Qingshan, you are not afraid of no firewood?"

"Let's go?"

When the Sword Mountain Sect Master heard this, he immediately laughed angrily: "Chen Mo, you got the Dustless Heart Moon Sword, as well as the inheritance of the Sword Dustless, because of this, without the suppression of these treasures, the thousand-year-old demon broke the seal, shouldn't you have a sense of responsibility?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Mo's face was a little ugly.

For the sword Wuchen, Chen Mo is grateful, but these are by no means the reasons for the master of the Sword Mountain to accuse himself, the dustless heart moon sword, if Chen Mo doesn't take it, others will definitely snatch it.

Therefore, Chen Mo didn't feel too much guilt, and his eyes were firm.

"Senior, you don't want to force people, the treasure is obtained by strength, and you are so unrelenting, it is clearly shameless, and you want to take back the Dustless Heart Moon Sword. Chen Mo said bluntly.

The Sword Mountain Sect Master's eyes were cold, flashing a cold light, he didn't expect Chen Mo to dare to talk back, his heart was furious, and he shouted angrily: "Boy, do you know how strong the cultivation of the thousand-year-old demon is? Hundreds of years ago, Jian Wuchen went to deal with it alone, and with his invincible combat power, the consequence was not to die with the thousand-year-old demon." ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Mo thought that Jian Wuchen's idea could suppress him and Ling Xuan, Jian Wuchen in his heyday, holding the Dustless Heart Moon Sword, his combat effectiveness was unimaginable, but such a character and the demon clan suppressed each other.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo's eyes flickered.

Thundered!

Thundered!

Thundered!

The earth-shattering loud sound spread in all directions, and the mighty and swept out air waves seemed to be able to destroy the heavens and the earth, and it was extremely terrifying when it spread, and Chen Mo was strong and strong, and at this moment, he felt that the sky was falling apart and could not be saved.

"Danger, don't stay long. Ling Xuan's expression was solemn, and he took a few steps back with Yan Chengcheng and Yang Dingtian, however, Chen Mo took two steps forward, his eyes looking at the oncoming air waves, showing unfathomable power, and rolling madly when the waves crashed on the shore.

"Millennial Demon, what's going on?"

Chen Mo laughed at himself, "In the world, flowers are like dreams, how can they be ordinary, today I preach here, not the emperor Vientiane Xintian, or the mountains and rivers of Sheji, the heart of Haoran, immortal." ”

Between the words, Chen Mo urged Jin Xing's body, exuding light and brilliance all over his body, like a Buddha statue, with a vast will between his gestures, and his eyes were like the world, domineering and extraordinary.

The head of Jianshan listened to Chen Mo's words and wanted to mock him, but when he saw the confident smile on Chen Mo's face, the thoughts in his heart suddenly disappeared, and what came was solemnity, but at this moment, the waves of qi swept in, and the hands of the master of Jianshan appeared with a mysterious light.

"Chop. ”

With the word falling, the Dao Dao sword light flooded, dazzling, and a sword qi came out of the air, splitting the space, instantly meeting the qi wave on the opposite side, and erupting with an earth-shattering loud sound.

Seeing this, Chen Mo lost his mind slightly, and then, holding the Dustless Heart Moon Sword, injected spiritual power, and slashed out a sword in front of him, instantly giving birth to an incomparably terrifying sword qi.

Everywhere he went, he destroyed the ancient era.

Thundered!

The sound was like thunder, resounding through the sky.

As far as the eye can see, the whole scene is in disarray, as if it is destroyed, there is a breath of death everywhere, and not far away, the demonic qi is raging, gradually condensing a mushroom cloud.

"For hundreds of years, the deity has finally seen the light of day, the sword is dustless, and you are still ahead of me. ”

"Haha......!"

The voice came from the ground, but it could calm the soul, Chen Mo and the Sword Mountain Sect Master's expressions were extremely solemn, feeling that something big would happen, and their eyes flickered wildly.

"Chen Mo, the devil has appeared. Yang Dingtian held a big knife in his hand and waited for it.

Ling Xuan and Yan Chengcheng were the same, they knew that the next thousand-year-old demon was by no means an ordinary thing, and Jian Wuchen was a powerhouse of the same era, how could it be too bad.

In the next second, tentacles appeared under the ground, spreading along the ground in all directions, these tentacles were black, exuding a rich roaring demonic aura, and they were coming madly towards Chen Mo.

"Ugly, delicious blood, five elements physique, phoenix holy body, immaculate body ......!"

"Huh...... And the demons. ”

The gloomy voice was full of greed and surprise, at this time, Chen Mo, Ling Xuan, and the rest of the people all knew that this demon clan was really extraordinary, and those tentacles exuded an aura that surpassed the gods, as if they were immortal, and they were overwhelmingly enveloping Chen Mo and the others.

"Boy, that's what you did, and now I'll see what you do. ”

The master of the Sword Mountain Sect was indignant, if it weren't for Chen Mo, how could there be a crisis in front of him, the thousand-year-old demon, whether it was cultivation or combat effectiveness, it was not something they could deal with.

Otherwise, the Sword Mountain Sect Master would not have asked for help from the rest of the great forces.

Chen Mo frowned slightly and didn't speak, but he knew that these tentacles in front of him were indeed powerful, shuttling and cutting through the space, making people feel the horror in them.

"Phoenix Flame. “

Yan Chengcheng turned into a phoenix, spread his wings on his back, his body rose into the air, the fiery red flame was extremely hot, it could burn everything, and a monstrous red brilliance appeared in an instant.

Raging!

Wherever the flames went, the space was burning, the tentacles collided with the flames, dividing completely different forces, and in an instant, Chen Mo and the Sword Mountain Sect Master both had an illusion.

As if the Millennium Demon was not a human, but some kind of terrifying creature, the tentacles were not afraid of the Phoenix Flame, and as time passed, it quickly gained the upper hand.

"Poof!"

Yan Tingcheng's phoenix holy flame surged wildly, his body quickly weakened, and there was a fluctuation in the space, which calmed his soul, making Yan Tingcheng unable to help it, and opened his mouth to spit out blood.