Chapter Seventy-Three: The Horror of Heaven (Asking for Recommendation)

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In front of him, two green mountains with swords and axes are like two mighty gods guarding the portal.

Between the two mountains, there is a winding and broken, bluestone staircase paved with bluestone strips, towering into the clouds, like a ladder soaring up, but also really like an illusion. A rushing stream cascades through the lush trees on both sides and cascades into the mountain stream.

Occasionally, a few cranes flew in the air, crying softly, setting off this place like a fairyland on earth.

This situation and this scene made Chen Mo's sword eyebrows stretch, exactly the same as the environment depicted in the old pharmacist Huai Haomiao's letter. Stepping over the bluestone steps, it should be where Changchun Valley is located, and sighed secretly, this road is really not easy.

Xuangui Xiaoba, who followed Chen Mo closely, looked at the beautiful scenery and thought of what the white-eyed old man Huai Haomiao said in his letter that there were countless spiritual herbs and elixirs in Changchun Valley. Then it's really big, you can eat it and eat it happily.

The essence of the foodie was exposed, and the more Hachi thought about it, the more excited he became, stretching out his limbs, full of unprecedented strength, and rushing forward with a cloud of smoke and dust. Changchun Valley, your brother is here.

Chen Mo shook his head speechlessly and continued to move forward.

A person and a turtle walked for an hour, stepping on the moss-covered bluestone stairs, like stepping one step at a time, walking the road to the sky, which made people's hearts surging and excited. The light is mottled and projected on it, the breeze is slightly sent, the natural fragrance of plants and trees is fragrant, and the aura of heaven and earth is more and more full, and there is a feeling of being in its fairyland.

Suddenly, a swift and faint hula sound came.

Chen Mo covered up, and through the overlapping leaves, he vaguely saw a slender woman stretching out her arms, tapping the leaves, and shuttling between the green leaves like the wind. The spotless white plain robe fluttered, and the black hair as black as paint flew in the air, like a goddess who had gone away in the wind, with a peaceful and graceful and holy atmosphere, and then look, there was no trace of it, and it disappeared.

With a startling glance, Chen Mo felt that the graceful figure was a little familiar, and raised his eyebrows slightly. When I thought of the healing of the poisonous Guanyin, the beautiful touch, the delicate skin as fat pressed against my skin, and it felt like sticking to the stove, burning myself panic. Thinking of her terrifying ability to kill people like chopping vegetables, when she glanced at herself with her poisonous eyes when she left, she shivered in her heart.

That kind of woman is not something that she can reverie for herself. The rise and fall of the family, the expectations of the family, and the life-and-death struggle between Qu Muqing are like several mountains pressing heavily on the back beam. According to Qu Muqing's current strength and his future calculations, he must advance to the seventh or eighth rank of the spirit master before he can barely fight him in a year.

And Changchun Valley is its own great opportunity. Only in this kind of land full of spiritual grass can I have a chance.

Chen Mo got rid of distracting thoughts, cheered up, and strode up the stairs, and Xiaoba continued to follow.

When one person and one turtle travel most of the way.

A steep and rugged moat appeared in front of him, which seemed to have been cut through it by a divine weapon, cutting off the bluestone steps alive. There is no life on both sides of the moat, the weeds do not grow, the black fog below is steaming, spiraling into a black whirlpool, unable to see the bottom, unfathomable, if it falls, it is estimated that it will be crushed to pieces, and the dead can not die again.

The appearance of such a lifeless place in the vibrant mountains made Chen Mo puzzled.

Fortunately, there is a suspension cable the width of a palm on the cliff wall, extending upwards. But I couldn't see the situation on the other side clearly, and the black mist on the other side was surging even thicker.

Chen Mo took a few deep breaths, he had no choice, in order to improve his strength, he had to break into the Longtan Tiger's Den.

He stepped on the suspension line carefully, and as soon as his foot stepped on the suspension line, he immediately shook violently. Some of the cyclones below swirled black air and went straight up, making people dizzy.

The turtle Hachi wailed in the back, holding the suspension rope on all fours, hanging upside down, climbing with difficulty. On the side of his head, he squinted his turtle eyes slightly, and looked at the depths of the black qi bewitching bewitching below, as if there were many devouring demon beasts under him with their mouths open, waiting for the food on it to fall into the entrance at any time. It turned its head and closed its eyes, trembling all over, and kept silently reciting that there were so many delicious and delicious things in front of it......

When Chen Mo happened to walk to the middle, the suspension rope under his feet seemed to sink a little in an instant, and the weight increased, as if someone was also stepping on the suspension rope at that end.

Suddenly, in the black fog at the other end of the moat, an eerie and terrifying laughter came, making people feel hairy.

Chen Mo frowned deeply, and it seemed a little familiar to hear the laughter? Strange, did he still know anyone in Changchun Valley? As the suspension rope sank more and more, the sound of pedaling ~ pedaling on the suspension rope became more and more dense, and it seemed that another guy stepped on the suspension rope.

The screeching sound of a night owl came again.

"Boy, do you want to go to Changchun Valley?

Chen Mo's mind was racing, and a person with two eyes facing the sky and an invincible appearance appeared in his mind. Regardless of the person's purpose, he must break through today.

Domineering and determined, Chen Mo clenched his fists, urging the bright Xuan Qi, responding to all changes with no change, staring intently at the enemy facing him in the surging black mist, ready to attack.

Chen Mo listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, and the cold and violent killing intent in the sky rushed towards him.

A tough battle is inevitable, no matter who you are?

"Stinky boy, arrogant lawlessness will surely drive you into the abyss, and there will be no bones left. The man let out a deep and deep laugh, faintly coming from the other side.

Before he could finish speaking, the killer sent by this man arrived.

A big man's tower-like figure suddenly appeared in Chen Mo's eyes, his complexion was dark and shiny, his strong muscles were bulging like steamed buns, and his whole body was full of mighty energy. He smiled fiercely, and walked like he was stepping on a suspension rope, and came as if he were walking on the ground. The fist on his side condensed a solid strength, leaving a reddish aura in the black qi.

Chen Mo's muscles swelled and rose excitedly, and a move "King Kong Open the Way" was brewing in his fist, waiting for the man to come to him and give a fatal blow. The fist intent of the Thunder Dao is too wild, and he exerts a mysterious technique in a static and moving move, and the explosive power of the moment is determined to kill people in one move.

Three, two, one, right now.

Chen Mo's legs kicked towards the suspension rope fiercely, and with the elastic force of the suspension cable, the volley was in the air, and suddenly the whole person was like a big peng spreading its wings and volleying directly into the black man, and the strong wind of the fist was like lightning that split the black cloud, and smashed it fiercely on the top of the black man's head.

The black man didn't expect Chen Mo to break away from the suspension, his burly body slid on one side of the suspension, cleverly avoiding the key parts above his head, and his fists directly met the fist that Chen Mo smashed.

Pull a whole body,

"Bang" Chen Mo's fist was blocked by the black man's fists, and the two forces rubbed against the black gas, making a crackling sound and exploding, and a trace of spark exploded. The surrounding black gas was shaken away. When the black qi touched the supreme strength of the Yang Qi emitted by Chen Mo's Bright Xuan Qi, it seemed to automatically dissipate a lot.

Chen Mo's fist was invincible, unstoppable, and rushed straight down.

The second sound of "bang" is different from the first sound, and it is much duller.

Chen Mo's fist broke through the block and hit the black man's chest directly. There was a "click" and the sternum cracked through his heart, and blood seeped out of his back in an instant, staining the entire back of his body.

Before the big black man could make a sound, his eyes rolled white, and he fell straight from the suspension rope into the abyss surrounded by black gas, and without making any sound, he was swept away by the black gas vortex.

Chen Mo did not show any mercy, and if he showed mercy in this kind of place, he might be the one who died.

The second person who followed behind, his face was full of horizontal flesh and kept twitching, looking at Chen Mo in horror, the handsome young man actually used a simple move to blast up the spirit master-level black man, which was really not to be underestimated.

The man cunning tried to shake the suspension rope and make it fly up and down. Then he squatted down and lowered his center of gravity, while Chen Mo was still unstable, he swept out with one kick and kicked Chen Mo's calf, and then a fist also flew over violently, and the two-pronged approach was determined to force Chen Mo to death.

The suspension rope continued to shake violently, and Xiao Hachi, who was hanging on the suspension cable, also swayed, clung to the suspension rope, stretched his neck, and stared at the man's despicable actions with his eyes.

Chen Mo's calf hurt, and he was inevitably kicked, and the toe that fell first stepped into the air in an instant, and a fist with a vinegar bowl with a fierce aura had already smashed head-on.

Danger is full of dangers, thrilling.

Suddenly, Xuangui Xiaoba turned over and rose up, like a whirlwind in the air, it crossed Chen Mo, and a bucket-thick column of water in the "Blue Sea Angry Waves" shot out at the head and face of the visitor.

"Ahh

In an instant, Chen Mo calmed his mind, and hooked the suspension rope with one foot to stabilize his body. Without saying a word, he urged a large amount of bright Xuan Qi, and directly swung his fist "Thunder Cannon" and smashed it violently. I know that if I stand unsteadily on the suspension rope, I will face death, and I must work hard to break down the obstacles quickly.

The "bang" fist smashed directly, boom~ like ten thousand horses lifting their hooves, and the horses' hooves fell to the ground in an instant, and the shocked earth shook.

The opponent's fist bloomed instantly, and the flesh and blood blurred.

"No matter who it is, whoever stands in my way will die!" Chen Mo shouted violently, his fist was like a rain of arrows, like a huge war drum constantly beating, and the power of each punch landed on one point accurately.

The person who came to "Bang Bang Bang" had already lost the opportunity, and his chest was inevitably hit by Chen Moshu's punch. I saw the shattered sternum and flesh spurting out from behind him, and the suspension rope fell crookedly under his feet, and the black gas vortex was gone.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Chen Mo's forehead, the consumption was huge, and the calf that was swept was also faintly painful.

Thinking that there was a strong enemy waiting for him in front of him, he didn't dare to be careless. Chen Mo took a deep breath, and the trace of greenery merged into the Xuan Qi, repairing the meridians on his calves.

Xuangui Xiaohachi, stretched out a foot, picked up a claw and hooked, hung steadily on the suspension rope, and swayed his body.

"Stinky boy, don't be complacent, this time you're going to die. In an eerie voice, a scrawny man as tall as a bamboo pole walked on a hanging rope.

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