"You're ......!"

Hearing Duan Mo's increasingly flat tone, but more and more domineering words, the black-robed ghost cultivator roared violently: "Golden armor corpse, tear this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth to pieces! In this huge Tibetan area, I have never seen such a crazy person!"

"Roar!"

The golden armor corpse roared hideously, instantly turned into an afterimage, and came directly in front of Duan Mo's body, roaring cruelly, and two shriveled corpse hands that seemed to be cast of gold instantly grabbed Duan Mo.

"Be honest with me! You follow me, it's the right choice for you. ”

Duan Mo looked at the golden armor corpse in front of him, stretched out two fingers with one hand, and directly clamped the two corpse hands of the golden armor corpse, making a metallic clashing sound.

"What?!"

Seeing that Duan Mojian simply stretched out two fingers and blocked the blow of the golden armor corpse, the Lingshan Daoist not far away almost stared at his eyeballs.

He had just experienced the physical power of the golden armor corpse just now, and it was like a mountain hitting him.

But now.

This overwhelming power was easily blocked by Duan Mo's two fingers?

Strong!

Incredibly strong!

At this time, the Lingshan Dao people finally knew why Duan Mo was so indifferent from beginning to end.

It is a kind of mentality that can only be revealed when it is strong to the extreme, like overriding everything!

"What?

At this time, the black-robed ghost cultivator not far away also saw Duan Mo's two fingers, easily clamping the hands of the golden armored corpse, and he was also so frightened that his body trembled.

No one better understood than him, a refiner, how powerful the golden armor corpse's arms could erupt.

It can even pierce a 100-meter mountain in an instant and shred a heavy tank!

But now.

This terrifying energy was blocked by Duan Mo's two fingers?

"Ahh

The black-robed ghost cultivator was roaring wildly in his heart, full of fear.

Can anyone tell me, what kind of power is this?

Is this still the power that people can have?

"Could it be that this young man is a rejuvenated martial arts saint......

The black-robed ghost cultivator had such a thought flashing coldly in his heart.

He was actually fighting against a martial saint who might be a legend?

His legs suddenly went limp, his heart was pounding, and he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Huh!"

And at the moment when the black-robed ghost cultivator's eyes were frightened, a figure, grabbing the golden armor corpse that didn't dare to move, had already come to him.

It's Duan Mo!

"Bang!"

Duan Mo kicked the black-robed ghost cultivator to the ground, his tone was flat, and said, "Do you break it yourself or do it myself?"

"What a perverted power!"

In the ruins not far away, the Lingshan Daoist smiled bitterly and stood up.

At this time, he finally completely convinced Duan Mo.

If it was before, the Lingshan Dao people only felt that Duan Mo was a cultivator and his Taoism was mysterious, so they would respect him.

But now.

Seeing Duan Mo's physical power, he is also terrifyingly so perverted.

He was completely impressed by Duan Mo.

"Senior Duan's physical body may already be comparable to the legendary Martial Saint. Lingshan Dao sighed in his heart, only to feel that the surprise of this life had been eaten all over Duan Mo's body.

He lived for seventy or eighty years.

I have experienced countless winds and waves, and I have seen the birth of countless strong people and the fall of strong people.

But he had never seen someone as strong as Duan Mo.

It's just extremely strong.

It's like an old monster in a juvenile skin.

"Seniors spare their lives!

And at this time, the black-robed ghost cultivator who was kicked on the ground by Duan Mo was extremely frightened in his eyes, and hurriedly spoke out eagerly: "The seniors are also cultivators, and the cultivation is a great avenue that the younger generations can't understand at all, the seniors don't remember the villain, spare the juniors!"

"You want to use me to feed your golden armor corpse, do you think I will spare you?" Duan Mo looked at the black-robed ghost cultivator who kowtowed on the ground and begged for mercy, and couldn't help but laugh a little.

He had never seen such a spineless cultivator.

Don't even resist it.

was kicked to the ground by himself, so he didn't want to get up, and directly kowtowed to admit his mistake.

Duan Mo touched his face, his face was weird.

Is it really that scary?

In another desolate time and space, Duan Mo had fought with countless powerhouses.

Those monks, even if they knew that they were going to die, had to give it a go, and maybe they could take the enemy by surprise at the last moment.

"As long as the seniors spare me, I will definitely be a cow and a horse, and I will never give up!" The black-robed ghost cultivator listened to Duan Mo's words, and couldn't help but be so frightened that he hurriedly shouted: "If that golden armor corpse senior is interested, take it directly!"

"And my name is Li Shenxiao, I am the Supreme Elder of the Witch Corpse Gate, there are countless treasures in the treasure house of our Witch Corpse Gate, if the seniors spare me, I will personally receive the seniors to the Witch Corpse Gate, and whatever treasures the seniors want, just take them. ”

"Li Shenxiao! I've heard of you! You are one of the 'Twelve Witch Venerables' of the Witch Corpse Gate!"

Suddenly, the Lingshan Daoist heard the self-introduction of this black-robed ghost cultivator, and immediately exclaimed.

Divine Witch Venerable!

That's the world's strongest man in Tibet!

Even on the overall list of the Dark Sky List in the entire Huaguo, it is a top-ranked existence!

But now.

This Shenxiao Wuzun was like a dead dog, kneeling in front of Duan Mo, kowtowing and begging for mercy, extremely embarrassed.

"Shhh

Lingshan Daoist gasped suddenly.

At this time, he had a clearer understanding of Duan Mo's terrifying strength.

"Senior Duan shouldn't be really a martial saint powerhouse, and the Dao technique is so vast......" Lingshan Dao people muttered to themselves in their hearts.

"Oh, one of the twelve Witch Venerables of the Witch Corpse Gate, Elder Taishang?"

Duan Mo looked at Li Shenxiao who was lying on the ground and shook his head.

The monastic realm on earth is indeed seriously exhausted.

This Li Shenxiao, if it is divided by the level of immortal cultivation in the Flood Desolate World, he can be regarded as a minor monk of the third layer of the Qi Refining Period at most.

In the desolate land, he is just a pawn.

No!

Pawns are not counted, they can only be regarded as ants.

But this Li Shenxiao, on the earth, in such a large area of Tibet, can call himself a "Wu Zun", and he is still a half-hidden elder of the Supreme Elder.

Originally, Duan Mo was still a little interested in those semi-hidden doors above the mundane city, and felt that there might be some powerful existence hidden in them.

But now it seems that he is thinking too much.

The Semi-Hidden Gate may be very mysterious to people in the world of ordinary martial arts, representing the most orthodox and powerful inheritance.

But for Duan Mo, it was just some small sect that did not enter the stream, and they were struggling to survive on the earth where the spiritual energy was depleted today.

However, this also made Duan Mo secretly warn in his heart.

It seems that in a land like the earth, where the spiritual energy is depleted, it is indeed very difficult to cultivate to a higher level.

Thinking of this, Duan Mo flicked his fingers.

"Buzz!"

A spiritual light instantly entered Li Shenxiao's body.