Chapter 128: The Man Who Fears Death
'When the continuous True Qi is placed outside the body to form a layer of Qi shield, the consumption rate and recovery speed of the True Qi are just the same! ’
After Chen Mo felt his true qi consumption and recovery speed, he couldn't help but nod slightly.
The set attribute of the dark blue suit, coupled with his own sea of qi as high as more than nine hundred, at this time, the total amount of his true qi and the recovery speed had reached an appalling speed.
In this case, the gas miasma was completely dismissible for him.
Even though all the True Qi Recovery was used to offset the Qi Shield, the True Qi in his body was still enough for him to squander for a long time.
"In that case, then this little demon palace will be peaceful today!"
Chen Mo looked up.
Although the miasma poisonous gas is very thick and affects people's vision, after the attribute reaches the level of Chen Mo, his eyes are already different from ordinary people.
The eagle strikes the sky, the eagle's eyes can see the ground from a height of 10,000 meters, and Chen Mo's eyes are not weaker than the eagle at all.
Even though there was fog in front of him, he could still see what was going on above.
Dozens of black shadows were rushing towards him quickly, and behind the dozens of black shadows, there were a few people rushing quickly towards the mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, there is a wooden shelf on a quaint stone platform, the wooden shelf is painted with red paint, bright red is dazzling, and a bronze bell hangs on the wooden shelf, and several people who rush up the mountain are hurriedly holding wooden pillars to strike the bronze bell.
Boom!
Boom!!
Boom!!!
The bells continued to ring throughout the South Miasma Mountain, one louder than the other.
"Shura Demon Dao, respect me, those who dare to break into the mountain will be killed!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!!"
"Kill !!"
Dozens of black shadows approached, and they rushed up shouting, their faces extremely excited, staring at Chen Mo deadly, as if Chen Mo was already their dead soul under the knife.
But as before, he was not afraid of death! ’
Chen Mo sneered and rushed forward with a gun.
Although the Little Demon Palace is a demon and comes from other worlds, Chen Mo has to admit that this sect does have some sects, and the people in this sect, whether it is the elder hall master or the disciple members, none of them are afraid of death, and all of them are the same as two hundred and five.
"Poof!"
The spear pierced the neck of one of them, the true qi in Chen Mo's hand exploded, the entire spear flashed, the spear flashed on the body of the spear, and the person's neck was directly and completely shattered, and the head and corpse fell to the ground separately.
"Shura Demon Dao, take me ......!"
"Poof!"
Another person!
Chen Mo didn't stop in his hands, slashing all the way, even though he was dealing with the constant shouting slogans, but it had no effect on Chen Mo in the slightest.
That slogan is faith, obsession, brainwashing, and the source of their fearlessness to death.
Chen Mo knew this in his previous life.
In his previous life, because of the fierceness of the disciples of the Little Demon Palace, I don't know how many people were scared, even the top batch of Nanzhou masters in the previous life died a lot because of this.
There is no way, it is impossible to prevent it.
You know that the other party is very weak, and if you come up, you will be sent to death, and you will never come up, but your judgment is always wrong, and people just rush up, that is, they come to die.
I don't know how many people lost their lives because of this.
"Not afraid of death? Hehe! ”
Chen Mo sneered and continued to walk up step by step.
Behind him, more than twenty corpses were lined up on the stone steps, and in front, several disciples did not have the slightest fear, looked directly at Chen Mo, and struck the bronze bell fiercely.
Boom!
Boom!!
Boom!!!
......
Together, the bronze bells rang seventy-two.
At this time, the south miasma mountain is deeper, the miasma is filled with poisonous gas, the attic is towering, built by the mountain, the pavilions are numerous, and it is like a ghost in the green miasma.
Bang!
The doors of the attics kept opening, and disciples armed with broadswords or long swords rushed out of the attics.
At the top of the attic, several figures jumped down and landed on the square.
"The bell rings seventy-two times, this is a strong enemy breaking into the mountain, who is it? In this world, is there anyone who can stop us from the Shura Little Demon Palace? ”
Among the several figures, the tallest one couldn't help but be furious.
"Thunder Yin Hall Master, we are willing to swear to kill the enemy, give the enemy a thunderous attack, and let the enemy remember the majesty of my Shura!"
"Yes, although our Shura Little Demon Palace is only one of the seventy-two branches of the Great Demon Palace, and we have only cultivated the Demon Palace Shura lineage, and we only have a medium status in the original world, but in this world, we are the masters!"
"Kill, I must teach this world's natives a lesson!"
"Let them know that although we are the losers of the game, it is by no means something they can provoke, our failure is because there is no longevity at the beginning of the game, not a defeat, after destroying the natives of this world, we are the game representatives of this star!"
"Kill!"
......
"The third wave!"
Chen Mo opened his mouth lightly and whispered, and then the dragon spear in his hand waved quickly, and the shadows of the spears erupted around Chen Mo, but in the blink of an eye, a group of people died around.
Take a step forward and keep killing.
Poof!
Syllable!
Bang!
Thundered!
The stones splattered and flew, the blood of the corpses flew everywhere, and even the surrounding miasma and poisonous gas were dispersed by Chen Mo's explosive energy.
"How is that possible? He's just an indigenous, how can he be so strong? ”
At the end of the stone steps, in the square under the attic, there was a middle-aged man dressed in a dress that was obviously different from that of his disciple, and couldn't help but pull off a handful of his beard.
"In him, I faintly saw the shadow of the palace master." The other couldn't help but mutter.
"Impossible!"
Another person couldn't help but shake his head and retorted: "The palace master is a grandmaster-level legend, although this person is very strong, he is not qualified to be compared with the palace master. ”
"Yes, if the palace master wants to kill him, it's just one move."
Others couldn't help but speak.
And standing in the center of several people, the tallest Lei Yin Hall Master couldn't help but feel moved by Chen Mo's combat effectiveness.
This kind of combat power is already comparable to him before he came to this realm, and at this time, he can't exert all his strength, this battle, I'm afraid it's really difficult.
"Could it be that I am going to be humiliated before the beginning of my Shura lineage?"
The Lei Yin Hall Master couldn't help but mutter.
......
"I know that your Little Demon Palace is the most ruthless, and there is no cowardice in the whole palace, and everyone is a warrior who is not afraid of death. However, all the seven hundred and sixty-eight disciples died in battle, what are you waiting for as the hall master and deputy hall master? ”
A few minutes later, Chen Mo's figure stood at the end of the steps, and he looked coldly at the Lei Yin Hall Master and the others.
Several people were now covered with cold sweat on their foreheads, and they looked at Chen Mo in horror, and no one dared to answer for a while.
"Yes, my Shura lineage is indeed not afraid of death!"
In the end, the Lei Yin Hall Master couldn't stand Chen Mo's eyes and took the lead in standing up.
"But Shaoxia, since you have killed so many of our disciples, can you let me wait for a way out?"
The Lei Yin Hall Master couldn't help but ask.