Undoubtedly.

In the netherworld, Mo Qianhe had a great chance.

Su Mu didn't fully understand this opportunity, he only remembered that he had seen Mo Qianhe practicing swords in a well at that time.

What was it, Su Mu didn't ask Mo Qianhe.

Mo Qianhe's topic also shifted away from himself, probably because he didn't want to continue talking about himself.

"I haven't had time to ask you how you got hurt like this."

This sentence is naturally asked about the fact that Su Mu's hidden qi mansion has been penetrated.

Now in Su Mu's realm, in an accurate sense, he can no longer be regarded as a cultivator of the God Realm.

Although he was not injured, his spirit was still there. m.

However, the Hidden Qi Mansion suffered a heavy blow, which meant that he had no way to continue refining his gods in the future, and in the long run, his divine sense would become weaker and weaker.

And the wound on the qi mansion will directly affect his combat ability, and there is no way to mobilize the true yuan freely, and there is no way to freely incorporate the aura of heaven and earth into the body to refine the true yuan.

In a way, he was now just a Refining Realm cultivator.

For Mo Qianhe, Su Mu naturally didn't respond to those things and hid them.

So he told all the things he met when he met Ge Hongxuan after entering this world.

After hearing this, Mo Qianhe's frowning brows didn't let go for a long time, "You mean he used the Freedom Sect Gray Mist Secret Sword." ”

"Yes, I guess maybe Chu Ling and others pretended to be disciples of Penglai Immortal Sect and wanted to help Zhuang Ance avenge it."

He didn't know that Chu Ling had died outside the ruthless ghost town.

Mo Qianhe talked about another possibility, "That person may also be Zhuang Ance, his soul is still there, and it is not impossible to be reborn by borrowing people, not to mention that he has Rosh by his side." ”

"I also thought about it like this, after all, among the people who have an enmity with me, only Zhuang Ance is the one who can directly contact the Gray Mist Secret Sword."

"Well, in short, be careful in the future," Mo Qianhe suddenly closed his eyes.

Su Mu felt that her words were not good.

She seemed to be telling her to care about herself, but her weak tone sounded more like her last words that she had no way to help Su Mu in the future.

But he didn't wait for Su Mu to speak.

Mo Qianhe's reopened eyes became extremely calm, at this moment, she was like standing in front of many Shushan disciples, shouldering the heavy responsibility of Shushan's revival and revival of the first descendant of the Hanging Heaven Sword Platform, the only inheritance of the ancient sword practice, and the proud daughter of the sky who would be the successor of the future master of Shangqing Peak.

At this moment, she left Su Mu's warm chest, and looked at the bitter cold bell that was about to be digested by gluttony with extremely calm eyes.

At this moment, it was as if she still had a way to leave.

Perhaps, she never thought she was in a desperate situation.

"Senior brother, my immaculate amount will protect you for a while after the bitter cold bell is completely swallowed up by gluttony,"

Mo Qianhe's eyes staring at Su Mu said solemnly: "The amount of immaculate energy that can protect you is between two hours and four hours. ”

"What do you mean?"

Su Mu's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he looked at Mo Qianhe with a bad premonition, "What are you going to do?" ”

The amount of immaculateness, he didn't know what kind of ability this was Mo Qianhe.

But he knew that Mo Qian had an innocent body, and this must have something to do with her body.

"Have you heard of Talent Awakening?"

Mo Qianhe said calmly: "The amount of immaculate is an ability after my talent awakens, and it has an extremely strong isolation ability, which is not inferior to the bitter cold bell. ”

"At what cost?"

"I'm going to fall asleep,"

Mo Qianhe didn't hide Su Mu, and said very calmly: "If you can't bring me to Uncle Feng Aya within a day, I should never wake up again." ”

"Since you are so calm, I am also very frank to tell you that I will not accept your proposal."

Considers.

After hearing this, Mo Qianhe smiled slyly at the corner of his lips.

Then he looked at Su Mu with a strange smile and said, "Do you think it's comfortable to hold me just now." ”

was suddenly pierced by Mo Qianhe, and Su Mu's face was a little embarrassed.

But he quickly reacted and realized something.

"Yes, you already have my blood in your body, so I can do it to you without knowing it."

"You..."Su Mu never expected that he would one day be a beautiful man.

At this time, Mo Qianhe, who was holding himself up and showing enough spirit, was already heading towards irrepressible tiredness.

She looked at the bitter bell again, which had become transparent.

Immediately afterward, her body seemed to be completely drained of her strength by something, and she fell to the ground.

Su Mu's eyes were quick, and he hugged her soft body like cotton in time.

The next moment.

Mo Qianyu's body released a pale glow, and began to wrap towards Su Mu's body.

The girl threw herself into the boy's chest again, and begged like a weak little girl, "Su Mu, let me go to the Divine Immortal Peak." ”

Su Mu knew that the wood was already in the boat, and now it was useless to say anything to refute it.

He sighed slightly, ready to tell the little monkey in the Divine Immortal Ding to take care of Mo Qianhe.

Just before Mo Qianhe was about to enter the world in his sleeve.

The girl suddenly grabbed the young man's collar and said, "Penglai or Netherworld, goodbye." ”

For some reason, her obviously weak tone was strangely a little convinced.

What she firmly believes is, of course, the first two words.

The latter two words are simply impossible.

If they die here.

Even Mo Qian and the divine souls of the Cave Void Primal Realm will inevitably be swallowed up by gluttony, and the three souls and seven spirits will inevitably dissipate, where will there be the possibility of going to the Netherworld.

......

Mo Qianhe entered the Divine Immortal Ding not long ago.

The bitter cold bell was already dilapidated, and a hole had been broken in the top of the bell.

The devouring power that belonged to the gluttony outside rushed in, but was finally blocked above the pale light curtain in front of Su Mu.

At this time, Su Mu could truly see the gluttonous inner world of the ancient fierce beasts.

And the world that appeared in front of his eyes made him feel very stunned.

Logically speaking, they should certainly be in the gluttonous stomach.

But as far as the surrounding scene is concerned, it has nothing to do with the stomach.

Because Su Mu didn't see flesh and blood, there were all kinds of flesh and blood residues floating in the air and huge gears.

Yes, gears.

Very complex gears overlap each other and are constantly running.

The debris was carried deeper into the darker space by the movement of the gears.

There were a lot of stone-like things levitating, some of them still shining.

There is no end in sight to the gluttonous world.

Looking at it, Su Mu suddenly felt like he was in the universe, those suspended stones were like stars, the residue that was running towards the darkness was too fast like a meteor, and the rotating gears were like a ring on the outer layer of the planet.

The contrast with his imagination made Su Mu feel that his gluttonous body seemed to be filled with a lot of black technology.

But in the language of this world, it should be more like a more advanced armor technique.

Some people died, but not completely......