However, this is not surprising, no matter which cultivation system it is, if the speed of strength improvement is too fast, the foundation will always be affected a lot.

Shen Mo estimated that Lawrence would not be able to completely stabilize his strength for a while, so he simply checked the treasures he had just obtained in his space.

To be honest, Shen Mo's own strength is strong enough, and there are many things here that are for the Blood Clan. There weren't many things that monks could use, and most of them were good quality artifacts.

Perhaps for the other monks, it can be regarded as a shotgun change. But Shen Mo is now full of spiritual weapons, and the quality is very good.

So for him, these things really don't do much good.

But he was not disappointed, although he used a lot of these things, they could be exchanged for what he needed. Not to mention anything else, these spirit weapons alone were enough for him to exchange for some top-notch materials.

This meant that he might be able to use these materials to refine a top-grade spirit weapon. What others can't do doesn't mean that silence can't be practiced.

And more importantly, Shen Mo also found a very special ...... among these things Broken sword. This broken sword doesn't seem to be too special, not to mention the green mangs used by Shen Mo, even ordinary magic weapons are more gorgeous than it.

But Shen Mo felt a very powerful power from this sword, which he had never seen before. What makes Shen Mo care the most is that this feeling is very similar to the Ruyi Immortal Qi.

Even, silence can feel an emotion - a very strong longing. In other words, Ruyi needs this broken sword.

Shen Mo already had a vague guess in his heart now, but he couldn't be completely sure yet. He now wanted to verify that his guess was correct.

But his gaze swept over Lawrence, whose breath had gradually stabilized, and he still gave up on this idea. Then he reined in his mind and waited for Lawrence to finish his cultivation, he now really wanted to see how effective a duke who could fight with demigods was.

At this moment, Lawrence's breath has reached the duke level! Cain's essence blood is really overbearing.

After another three hours, Lawrence's breath was completely stabilized, the blood-colored film on his body was withdrawn, and Lawrence opened his eyes without warning, staring directly into silence.

Even though the other party had the strength of a demigod, Shen Mo still didn't have any fear. Not only did he look directly at him, but there was a bit of provocation in his eyes.

Lawrence stood up, his face cold, and he did not hide his killing intent in the slightest. In any case, it was best for him to take out the silence now. And that's what he thinks in his heart.

"Huh." Shen Mo chuckled and said, "Lawrence, do you want to get back what you promised me?" ”

Lawrence didn't deny it either: "Silence, you're the smartest and most gifted superpower I've ever met. Your Huaguo Divine Realm may already regard you as a monk's future. ”

Silent and immodest: "I think it should be." So what about ......"

"So I can't let you out of here!" Lawrence said grimly, "Although I have now obtained the blood of my ancestors, my presence still makes me feel a great threat. I don't think I'll be your opponent if I give you some time. ”

"There's no reason for us to be enemies." Shen Mo said nonchalantly.

Lawrence sneered twice: "Maybe, but I remember that you have an old saying in Huaguo, called 'Yu is born and he is Liang', and one super genius in this world is enough." ”

"Well, you're right." Shen Mo nodded and said.

Lawrence saw that the silence was still so light, and he didn't care. There was an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in his heart, he had felt that silence was someone he couldn't see through, but he didn't expect that now, he would still feel like this.

Lawrence, who has become a duke in this way, feels very uncomfortable, and he always feels that the person who can control everything should be himself. His strength now surpasses that of silence, but he still feels as if he is being toyed with and applauded, and he is still himself.

He very, very disliked that feeling, so he decided to let the silent death dispel the uneasiness in his heart.

"Hand over all of that, I can make your death more comfortable." Lawrence said murderously, "You should know that you can't be my match at all. ”

Shen Mo still smiled and said, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who casually admits defeat?" ”

The blood in Lawrence's body is already surging: "I know you're not ......"

A cruel smile appeared on his face: "So I won't let you die easily!" The bloodline honor of the great Duke Lawrence needs to be washed away with your blood! ”

Shen Mo sighed a little helplessly: "Is your blood clan short of words?" Every move is great and noble, and I have something I want to tell you before. It's just that it didn't feel right before, but now I can tell you about it. ”

Shen Mo's face turned cold: "It's just that the bat has become a spirit, arrogant fart!" ”

Lawrence's face changed, and he immediately roared angrily: "I want your life!" ”

As he shouted, his figure suddenly rushed towards Shen Mo. The Duke is worthy of being an existence that can fight with demigods, and his speed is extremely fast.

Even the silence only saw a vague shadow, and Lawrence had already rushed in front of him.

Silence still didn't have time to attack, so he could only choose passive defense.

Qingmang stood in front of him, colliding with Lawrence's claws, making a crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting.

Feeling the power of Lawrence, Silence had to take two steps back to soften the powerful impact. But even so, he felt a tightness in his chest.

Obviously, the current strength of Lawrence can completely suppress silence.

Lawrence was a little surprised that Shen Mo could block this move, and then he put his eyes on Qingmang, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes: "What you have in your hand is a spiritual weapon, the Huaguo monk really deserves to be the superpower with the most means, it is really admirable." But...... No matter how many means you have now, it's useless. The difference in strength between us, no matter what means you use, can't make up for it. ”

"And this sword in your hand ......," Lawrence licked his lips, "and it's mine." ”

(End of chapter)