Chapter 307: The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference Kills

"Hmph."

Chen Mo gathered his breath and snorted coldly in the direction where the voice came from, he had suffered from Murong Bo's lion roar before, so he had nothing to think about it himself, with his understanding of music and the sound killing power of the seven-string invisible sword transformation realm, he transformed the sound wave power into his own voice;

This low hum seems to be ordinary, but the person who spoke from an unknown distance was seriously injured by the sound killing power contained in his voice, of course, this sonic attack still depends on the depth of the internal force of both sides, if Murong Bo's lion roar skill is too poor, it will directly shatter the opponent's heart, and Chen Mo will be dizzy by the roar at most;

At this time, the skill of the guy who spoke was farther than Chen Mo, but the distance was also farther, and he was seriously injured by Chen Mo's shock, and the people around him were also taken aback, and then a green rocket rushed into the sky.

"Miss Wang, even if she leaves, I want to see who is here." Chen Mo shook the person in the dark, and then turned around and said.

With the tempers of the two of them, if there is a fight to beat them, they are reluctant to leave, but because of Wang Yuyan's oil bottle, the four ministers had to escort Wang Yuyan to retreat out of the mountain.

Chen Mo waited for them to go far and walked straight to the place where the rocket came up, and as soon as he reached a mountain wall, three figures rushed from the mountain wall.

Chen Mo didn't have any feelings for the people here, as long as it was against him, he wouldn't care about the other party's life at all, seeing the three figures, Chen Mo slapped three times in a row, and the bodies of the three people flew upside down and crashed into the mountain wall and fell down with a few clicks.

Continue to stand in place with a bronze tripod in front of him, a green smoke rose straight into the sky, green and shiny looked very weird, and next to the big tripod, an old man bled and collapsed to the ground, and he couldn't catch it in one breath.

Chen Mo snorted coldly at the old man again, and the old man's body trembled and he lost his breath. Chen Mo smiled weirdly, he could see ten feet away at night in the night, and the appearance of the masters hiding in the grass around him was still holding his breath and hiding, which seemed very funny to him.

He walked along the left-hand path, and suddenly a sword and a sword attacked from both sides of the path, Chen Mo each shot out a sword qi in his left and right hands, and the two sneak attackers fell to the ground before they were halfway up to the ground. At this moment, the two figures in front of him suddenly rushed up, Chen Mo slapped his palm, and the two of them bounced off and rolled down the hillside.

Chen Mo didn't care how the other party killed, he pointed out with one palm and one hand, and one or two opponents fell to the ground without a sound, killing more than a dozen people in a row, and suddenly the surroundings fell silent again.

He is killing up, although the martial arts values given by these dozen or so people are not much, they add up to a lot, if they kill the people here. That can be regarded as a bumper harvest, but it's a pity that these guys took the initiative to stop attacking, which made Chen Mo look a little depressed.

Just when Chen Mo was planning to get a little more martial arts value, a voice came coldly from a distance:

"Where is the master who goes to the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference to make trouble, don't you take the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands in your eyes?"

Chen Mo only had a faint figure under the sporadic firelight around him, he turned his head to look at the four directions, who were these people, he didn't know, some of the rivers and lakes that the Vulture Palace's subordinates had collected. He has always disdained Wu Xingyun to have nothing to do with these people as his subordinates, even if he needs any rare spirit grass. Hundreds of people in her Vulture Palace are enough, can she use the life and death talisman to control some rivers and lakes evil ways to find benefits.

"Hmph, the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, this black and dark gathering in the middle of the night, it's not bad to call it the Ten Thousand Ghosts Conference, what is the matter with me in the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands? The master is just walking here. If you are reckless and block the way, you blame me for not taking you seriously, and you are a little ridiculous. Chen Mo replied with a cold snort.

The man who had just spoken continued:

"You can say it easily, kill a dozen of us, and let you go. The dough I've been waiting for is gone. ”

With the sound of this person's words, hundreds of figures appeared on the surrounding mountains, Chen Mo secretly swallowed his saliva and looked at these people greedily, but said gloomily:

"Okay, there are so many ghosts, then you can try to retract your face."

As soon as Chen Mo's voice stopped, the speaker laughed and said:

"Talking in such a big tone, I'll wait to see who has such ability, and don't look at us in my eyes."

For a while, all kinds of torches and lanterns around were lit along the hillside, and the entire valley was illuminated clearly by this light, Chen Mo's eyes were slightly red and he looked at these people, there were monks, monks, nuns, men and women, and old monsters, and it would be a lot of benefits for him if it was served in one pot.

When all the people in the entire valley appeared, an old man wearing a red robe and a round head and a blood-red head swept over a stone outside Chen Mo and laughed:

"Boy, are you scared to see so many masters here?"

Chen Mo sneered and looked at the old man, he took out the cold iron dagger from his arms, trimmed his nails in the firelight, and said coldly:

"The old ghost knows when he moves, but he is afraid to look at the master."

As soon as the old man's eyes opened his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm and shot at Chen Mo, Chen Mo also opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of phlegm, but the old man just wanted to insult Chen Mo, the swirling thick phlegm contained his martial arts, Chen Mo's phlegm contained more than 90 years of innate internal strength of Lingwu, a white light flashed, and the old man's eyebrows showed a bloody hole and fell from the rock.

"A little shrimp who cultivates the magic skill of five buckets of rice dares to make trouble, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead." Chen Mo killed the old man with a phlegm and said coldly.

As soon as the old man died, a woman in a black robe with wide sleeves holding a bamboo pole with a thin rope on the bamboo pole came out from behind the opposite rock, and she looked at the dead old man on the ground faintly and said:

"Is this Duanmu Yuan cultivating the Five Buckets of Rice Divine Skill? Could it be that my husband and brother all died at his hands? ”

Chen Mo glanced at this woman, with a deep sadness on her face, this woman is a master of picking bird's nest on Coconut Blossom Island in the South China Sea, I don't know where she offended the Vulture Palace, and she was also made into a slave-like subordinate by the life and death charm.

"You can find out if he killed him, I don't know, but this old guy's return from cultivation must be urged by the Five Buckets of Rice Divine Skill, maybe you can find evidence." Chen Mohan's iron dagger suddenly waved back and said.

After he finished speaking, the cold iron dagger in his hand had been withdrawn, but a tall corpse fell behind him, and after the woman was blessed and returned to the rock, at this moment, a big tripod fell from the pine tree next to him, and in the clanging sound, a flying needle of cow hair that was difficult to see shot from the big tripod in all directions.

Chen Mo had been waiting for this thing all along, his Jiuyang Divine Skill was all over his body, and at the moment when the flying needle shot out, he slapped countless palm shadows with both palms, and the flying needles in the sky shot in all directions at a faster speed. (To be continued......)