Chen Mo was cultivating in the cave mansion, and before he knew it, he had reached the peak of the ninth stage of qi training.

Before he could be happy, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and returned to the official road to Qiwu Mountain, Jia Heng politely invited him to get into the carriage, and as soon as he sat down, Jia Heng performed the fireball technique, and a huge fireball flew towards Chen Mo's head.

"Die, poor boy, do you think you can kill me with poison like you did last time? I'm an immortal method, hahaha, hahaha," Jia Heng couldn't help but laugh arrogantly as he looked at Chen Mo's embarrassed evasion.

The range of activities in the carriage is too narrow, and the boundaries that can be used by Chen Mo are even more pitiful.

"We have no grievances, why did you kill me?" Chen Mo really couldn't let go, the scorching fireball was not something he could dodge at all.

Seeing that the fireball was about to fall on top of his head, Chen Mo asked unwillingly.

"No grievances? What does it mean to be free from injustice and hatred? If there is no injustice or hatred, I can't kill you? The corners of Jia Heng's mouth were hooked, and his face was mocking, "Do you still think that cultivating immortals is a grudge between the rivers and lakes, and you must form a grudge before you can start fighting?" No, you're wrong, you're very wrong. As long as you get in the way of others, they can kill you. If you are unhappy, I can kill you. Seeing that your realm is low, in the same way, it can still kill you. You say, 'Is my motive for killing you enough?' ”

Chen Mo's head burned, his scalp was unbearably hot, and his clothes were also splashed with flames, dotted with stars, and soon spread all over his body.

"Die, die, you shouldn't have come to this world," a voice sounded coldly in Chen Mo's ears.

Chen Mo's consciousness gradually blurred. Am I going to die?

The path to immortality, is it really not what I can think of? Even if you try your best to find the exercises and enter the immortal gate, in the end, will it be a failure?

Entered the immortal gate, entered the immortal gate?

No, I've entered the Immortal Gate, how can I still meet Jia Heng?

Is it just an illusion in front of you?

Yes, an illusion, it must be.

Chen Mo regained his usual composure, and he looked at Jia Heng mockingly, "Since you're dead, let's go to the Netherworld Mansion quickly." If you miss the opportunity to be reincarnated as a human being, you may become a pig in the next life. ”

Chen Mo said, and the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared. He was at the foot of Qiwu Mountain, and at night, a figure stood timidly not far away, watching him swallow dry food.

"Who's over there?" Chen Mo asked.

The figure slowly walked towards Chen Mo, and Chen Mo could hear the sound of the other party swallowing saliva.

"Hungry? Come over and eat something when you're hungry," Chen Mo warmly invited the other party, "Brother Taigao's surname, did you also come to Qiwu Mountain to collect Lei Guangshi?" ”

The other party took the dry food handed over by Chen Mo and said gratefully, "My name is Lu Qingming." This, what is this? Dry food for mortals? No, what do you have in mind, how can you give me something from mortals? I'm an immortal, I'm an immortal, you go and die. ”

Lu Qingming's voice became higher and higher, and he became more and more angry, he threw away the dry food given by Chen Mo, and cast a fireball spell at Chen Mo, "Humble mortal, just because you also want to cultivate the Immortal Dao?" you. ”

In the dark, Lu Qingming jumped like thunder. For some reason, Chen Mo could see Lu Qingming's face turned blue with anger, his body trembling with anger, and still wearing the gray robe that looked like tattered on the other party's body.

"Are you a disciple of the Immortal Sect? How did you get to this point? Chen Mo asked in amazement.

",, are you mortal qualified to laugh at me? Just rely on your poor Qi cultivation in the first phase of cultivation? You still have the courage to collect the Thunder Light Stone, and die early, mortal," Lu Qingming's face was distorted, "My father is a foundation building monk, a deacon of the Immortal Gate, and a height that you will never reach, what else are you cultivating, practicing qi for a period of time, laughing to death, really laughing to death." Still eating dry food? ”

The first phase of Qi training?

When did I become a Qi practitioner again?

No, I'm the peak of the ninth phase of Qi training. No, this is exactly the same as just now, is it also a self-generated hallucination?

"Die, you," the cold voice sounded in Chen Mo's ears again.

"Dead? Why should I die? In just half a year, I have cultivated from the first phase of Qi cultivation to the ninth stage of Qi training, not to mention a genius of cultivation, at least it is rare to be able to cultivate so fast like me, right? I am determined, I am a human being in two lifetimes, if I can't live forever, how many monks in this world can do it? ”

"Give up, give up, Immortal Enlightenment, what you can't reach, what you can't reach, in this world, no one can achieve it, and you are no exception," Lu Qingming in front of him disappeared, and even the fireball cast by Lu Qingming disappeared, as if it hadn't happened.

But that voice was still ringing coldly, as if a person was whispering to Chen Mo.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I firmly believe I can do it. If you can't do it, do you think no one can do it? A voice in Chen Mo's heart was stubbornly resisting, resisting the decadence in the whisper.

"Stubborn," the voice suddenly grew louder and more demagogic, "what you can't do, you can't do." ”

Chen Mo subconsciously resisted, he gathered the true qi of his whole body, and waved the short blade in his hand, once the short blade was wielded, it was the Shunying move of the Seven Killing Gates.

His footsteps also moved, and it was the Flying Dance.

The two are superimposed, Chen Mo is like a madness in the cave, his figure is like a fallen leaf blown by the autumn wind, he is about to fall to the ground when he sees it, but he rises in another gust of autumn wind, and the short blade is pointing, and he is following the direction of the figure, like an arm.

If there were other people in the cave at this time, they would definitely be shocked to find Chen Mo sitting there, not moving at all, his facial muscles were constantly changing, sometimes gritting his teeth, sometimes showing suspicion, sometimes firm as a mountain, and immovable.

Outside the cave, it was already an autumn night, and all the five caves were shrouded in darkness, the sky was as black as ink, and they couldn't see their fingers, even if Huang Dongming and they burned butter candles in their respective caves, they still didn't drive away the darkness in the caves.

Except for Chen Mo, who was fighting against the illusion in the cave, the other four people didn't think about walking out of the cave, otherwise, they could detect a little strange movement, such as in the sky, there was a figure that stretched for an unknown number of miles, just like a red lantern-like gaze, staring at Chen Mo's cave.

"Determined and quick to react, could it be that this catastrophe should be on him? That's it, if it's really as he said in the illusion, the old man will forgive him for the sin of disturbing the old man's cultivation, and give him another creation, which is to turn this fight," the rugged face showed an incomprehensible meaning. As its tail swayed, a white air stream gushed out, and the direction was the cave where Chen Mo was cultivating.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, Chen Mo, who was on the verge of depleting his true qi, suddenly felt that he was full of strength all over his body, not only that, but the aura in his body was liquefiing, the dantian was expanding, and the endless water droplets poured down like a torrential rain, and finally formed a spiritual lake in his body. At this moment, Chen Mo's divine consciousness also changed, from just a few meters to a few miles away.

He saw the red eyes in the air.

What is that? Dragon?