Chapter 6: Breaking the Cocoon and Reborn

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"No!" Chen Ye roared wildly, and the sense of humiliation after begging for mercy for the first time in his life suddenly appeared. Now he was silently imprisoned by Chen Mo, directly locked him in the place of death, and the monstrous hatred rose to the sky, with the collapse of despair, forcing him to go crazy and ruthless.

The dazzling thunderbolts that exploded in the blood-colored whirlpool of the sky hung down like a thousand ravines competing for streams, and were pulled into a series of exercises. Piercing through all obstacles, it was smashed into dust, and the smoke boiled like a huge wave to the sky. The roar was incessant, like the death knell of death. The gap in the small cave was only the size of a person, and it was still shrinking.

Chen Ye's face was bruised and distorted, the green tendons on his forehead were bursting up, and the sweat was dripping, accompanied by the blood stains on his face, forming ravines one after another, making his face even more hideous.

He felt Chen Mo behind him, his hot body, the red mist was constantly trembling, burning the air around him, making a faint 'crackling' sound, like a bundle of wood burning to the extreme, bursting out with an astonishing amount of force, strangled his five internal organs in severe pain.

The wind roared continuously, Chen Mo's hair was red mist, and the golden snake danced wildly in the air, like a golden lion. The rock beneath his feet suddenly cracked. At this time, the jade cocoon in his mind was even more greedy to absorb the most powerful tribute, more round and white, as if wandering on the hotbed, accumulating thick and thin, waiting for the moment to break out of the cocoon.

The huge blood-colored vortex of the void covered the entire sky, whistling and spinning straight down, like a pot lid being buckled down, crushing everything in the small cave sky. The air became so thin as paper that it was impossible to breathe.

Chen Ye's mouth opened wide, like a fish dehydrated. The battle with Chen Mo consumed a lot of his Xuan Qi, and the only thing left was very weak, and in the dying struggle, he was also gloomy and cunning calculating the time when Chen Mo ran out of oil and fell down, and grabbed the last straw.

A moment of interweaving with life hanging by a thread. Chen Ye made a desperate bet, constantly urging the sea of qi, gathering and converging the remaining fiery Xuan Qi, and injecting it into the palm of his right hand. The palm of his hand turned red, and a gas-like mist fireball condensed in the middle. The most difficult fight to survive in the cracks is in this move.

A flying stone hit Chen Mo's head, and there was a sudden clarity in his spiritual platform, his limbs were numb and unable to move, he was almost dried by the flames, his lips were chapped and shattered into red bloodstains, only the flow of blood confirmed the existence of his life.

The power of the evergreen move under his feet faded away, and the feet rooted in the stone platform shook and swayed. He knew that death was near, but his heart was calm. The little bit of Xuan Qi that remained continued into his arms, and he persevered to the end, still unbreakable. He had a big smile on his face, and his tousled hair was falling out.

The small cave trembled endlessly, and the grim reaper of hell officially appeared. The stone platform was chopped into pieces with a thud.

Both of them shook and bounced, and Chen Ye took the opportunity to reverse the unformed fireball, slamming it into Chen Mo's head behind him, and a burst of fire shot out, causing the air to vibrate with microwaves.

In the face of a fatal blow, Chen Mo's face did not change and he was not afraid of death.

Not hot-blooded, vain youth. The blood of youth should be sprinkled in heaven and earth.

Chen Mo clicked to the side of his stiff neck. At this moment, an ordinary simple action is as difficult as an ant moving a boulder.

The flaming palm behind Chen Ye hit Chen Mo's shoulder violently, and a scorching smell of burnt flesh came, and the shoulder was blurred with flesh and blood.

Chen Ye's heartstrings broke like a bundle of silk when a sharp blade snapped, all thoughts were gray, his eyes were straight, and his palms were scorched black, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

He exhausted all his Xuan Qi, exerted his last bit of strength, and kept dying, lowering his head and biting Chen Mo's arm, the blood was so thick that he couldn't tell whose blood it was.

The huge blood-colored vortex that destroyed the world and the earth hung over the heads of the two of them, almost within reach. The scarlet thunder slashed straight down, as if everything in heaven and earth was about to be shattered and devoured, and suddenly many stone pillars appeared like bamboo shoots from the ground, like the sharp claws of death.

A sharp stone pillar rose from the gap in the stone platform, soaring into the sky, penetrating Chen Ye from his feet to his head, and the human flesh skewers were generally plunged straight into the blood-colored whirlpool.

With a "poof", Chen Ye suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, mixed in the dust, and disappeared, stirring into the whirlpool. All the traces of a person in the world, such as a kite with a broken string, are difficult to continue.

Chen Mo was thrown out of the air by the huge force. He was like a dead wood that had been burned, his whole body was soft, his eyes were black, and he fell straight down, falling on a protruding stone in the molten pool, his face was not sad, angry, unwilling, only missing and blessed his relatives.

The crack in the small cave suddenly closed. A cyclone pushed the child of the family who was bold outside a few feet away.

The bloody and terrifying scene shook him, and he lay on the ground, trembling, foaming at the mouth, and unable to speak in horror.

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Time slipped by hour by hour.

After absorbing all the energy brought by the Red Flame Spirit Fruit, the light cocoon finally stopped changing and was quietly suspended in Chen Mo's sea of consciousness. Time, as if stopped. I don't know if it's an instant, or an eternity.

"Click. ”

At this moment of extreme tranquility, the top of the light cocoon spar cracked a wisp of invisible threads.

A mysterious thing happened, a jade-white sprout that was not much thicker than a hair. Trembling out of the spar veins, although tender, but full of vitality. The moist shoots develop quickly, and after a few moments, they are already as thick as a sewing needle.

The spores at the top, trembling, bloomed into a green and transparent young leaf.

The light cocoon spar that grew in the sea of Chen Mo's consciousness was a seed. At this moment, the seeds are full of energy needed for development, and finally grow young shoots and thin leaves.

The young stem looked delicate, but the color was shining, jade-white and translucent, and there seemed to be some soft white fine light particles lingering. And the green young leaves that have just been stretched out are also crystal clear and full of green.

At first sight, people can get rid of impetuousness, feel calm, and feel indifferent and happy for such a wonderful life.

If you look closely, you can see that the green leaves of the young stems are covered with subtle veins of texture. And on the leaves, there are countless tiny holes that are not visible to the naked eye, and a trace of green liquid seeps out.

Thousands of rivers flowed, and the most stubborn gathered into a full green tear, and the youngest leaf that had just grown bent down.

"Click~"

The drop of green liquid rolled down from the young leaf and dripped into the sea of his consciousness, stirring up a circle of seemingly invisible waves. The drop of emerald green liquid turned into countless green points of light and poured into the center of his eyebrows. It spreads along the meridians and blood vessels of the human body to the whole body.

The strange seed, which has always been a vampire-like existence, finally gave back when it grew its first young leaves.

The emerald green light points full of vitality spread all over his body in an instant, those meridians, internal organs, and skin that had been ravaged by fire and poison. Even the broken bones are gradually recovering and healing under the green full of infinite vitality.

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