Just as Chen Mo was about to use the Thunder Talisman to disperse the Black Flame Palm, the large amount of blood qi that overflowed from under the black platform began to condense rapidly, and in a very short period of time, it condensed into a one-inch-long blood finger, a little farther away in the direction of the Flame Giant Palm.

In a moment, the movement of the Black Flame Giant Palm suddenly stagnated, and with a violent tremble, it exploded violently, turning into a black rain of fire and falling down in the sky.

Chen Mo's spiritual sense was scattered, and he was capturing this scene, his heart was relieved, and he put away the thunder talisman, but there was another inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

So what the hell is under the black stage?

Why did the fingers condensed by blood qi scatter the black flame giant palm?

Help yourself?

No... Wrong... It should be that I don't want that refining root grass to be taken away by the Yin Ghost again.

Could it be that ...

A crazy conjecture suddenly rose in Chen Mo's heart, and he turned his head sharply, once again moving his gaze to the bottom of the lake that the black platform had suppressed.

At this moment, all this in Chen Mo's eyes has become completely different from before.

Seeing more blood gushing out from the bottom of the lake, wisps began to wrap around the three layers of black tables.

The ghost fire in the eyes of the yin ghost on the black platform jumped in a panic, showing another kind of panic...

Chen Mo's heart tightened, knowing that his guess was right nine times out of ten, and he didn't dare to stay longer, he just wanted to leave here quickly.

Moreover, there are already more than a dozen streamers in the distance, and the speed of several of them is comparable to that of the Cloud Piercing Boat at this time, if he doesn't leave, these cultivators will soon be able to catch up with him, and it will be dangerous at that time.

Then he put ten medium-grade spirit stones on the formation of the Cloud Piercing Boat, and Chen Mo began to make every effort to increase the speed of the Cloud Piercing Boat.

In the distance, more than a dozen cultivators had naturally discovered Chen Mo who was shining with golden light, and at this time, seeing Chen Mo speeding up, one of the cultivators snorted coldly, and then threw out an object.

That thing was as fast as a meteor, extremely fast, and it flew above Chen Mo's head in a short time.

Chen Mo was startled, he didn't know what was faster than the Cloud Piercing Boat, and as soon as his spiritual sense moved, he realized that the streamer was not a cultivator, but a bell-shaped magic weapon.

At this time, the bell was aimed at him, and a golden light suddenly shrouded him, and in the golden light, Chen Mo only felt like falling into a quagmire, and his movements were greatly restricted.

The cloud-piercing boat under the full urging could have been a few miles in an instant, but under this golden light, the cloud-piercing boat could only travel a few feet.

Chen Mo was not flustered, and decisively threw out the only remaining thunder talisman, and as a bright white thunderbolt fell, the golden bell trembled suddenly, the light scattered, and the restraint of the surrounding golden light suddenly decreased, and the cloud boat instantly traveled dozens of zhang.

Immediately after the second and third thunderbolts fell, the golden bell light collapsed suddenly, Chen Mo's whole body was loosened, and he quickly left in the cloud-piercing boat.

But just as he was freed from the shackles of the golden light, Chen Mo's spiritual sense suddenly noticed a slight movement, and a faint sword aura had quietly approached the distance of three zhang in front of him.

Chen Mo's face was moved, he had been paying attention to the golden bell before, but he couldn't notice it in time, and at this time, he couldn't react, and the cloud boat was suddenly pierced through a big hole, some formations were damaged, and the cloud boat was immediately unstable, and the speed dropped sharply, and a wooden sword ten zhang away broke through the air.

Before he had time to think about it, Chen Mo stretched out his left hand, and the mark of the mulberry leaf in the sky on the back of his hand shot out hundreds of purple vine snakes, wrapping around the wooden sword.

In order to block this sword, Chen Mo used the Yimu Qi Mass to fight against Wanmu Changchun, no matter how strong the number is, this vine snake is far from being comparable to the past.

However, the wooden sword was sharp, and it hit the purple vines in an instant, and after a neat clicking sound, more than a hundred vines broke in two, and the wooden sword's action was also slow, and the rest of the vines took the opportunity to wrap up.

Then the wooden sword shook violently, dozens of vines snapped in a crackling sound, and the residual power of the wooden sword was also dispersed, and it was entangled by the remaining vine snakes.

The wooden sword was temporarily stopped, but before Chen Mo could take a breath, three more water droplets shot towards him.

The water droplets were thick and extremely sensitive, and the four fireballs thrown out by Chen Mo only offset the two water droplets, and there was still one that bypassed Chen Mo's fireball, and it didn't attack Chen Mo, but just smashed into the cloud-piercing boat.

At this time, although the Cloud Piercing Boat had been damaged and its speed had been reduced a lot, it could still be used, but if it was hit again, he would have no hope of escaping.

At the critical juncture, Chen Mo collected the Cloud Piercing Boat and resisted the blow with the Golden Bell Charm and King Kong Talisman that protected the body.

As the water droplets hit the Admiralty shield, the golden shield light trembled and dissipated into nothingness, and in a short time, the body protection shield condensed by the Golden Bell Fu and the Vajra Fu was shattered, leaving only some residual water droplets on Chen Mo's inner armor, which also made his blood surge, his spiritual power trembled, and fell to the bottom of the dry lake.

Almost at the same time, the three cultivators blocked Chen Mo's retreat in three directions.

Chen Mo's spiritual sense swept away, focusing his attention on the burly man standing in front of him.

This big man is tall and burly, dressed in a pale gold robe, with a very great face, two ears to attract wind, a big nose and a square mouth, a pair of bronze eyes are glaring, bathed in golden light, looking like a living King Kong.

At this time, the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, his face was pale, and the aura around his body fluctuated extremely violently, obviously seriously injured, but Chen Mo still didn't dare to underestimate it, this big man's cultivation was actually the tenth level of qi cultivation with his senior brother.

Looking at the pale golden robe and the golden light of the body-protecting body on the big man's body, Chen Mo instantly thought of the Vientiane Immortal Sect of the three major first-grade immortal sects in the Eastern Far Continent.

Chen Mo was secretly surprised in his heart, this person was able to block the three thunder powers, and he really deserved to be a genius of the Three Great Grade Immortal Sects.

However, Lei Fu is not so easy to take, this big man is lucky not to die, there are not a few hours at the moment, don't want to recover his combat strength, but dare to stop him?

The disciples of the Three Great Immortal Sects are really arrogant enough.

Chen Mo snorted coldly in his heart, it was a pity that the bamboo water sword had been destroyed, otherwise he would have killed this big man at this moment, shocked the other two, and rushed out.

Glancing at the remaining two, to his left was another emaciated male cultivator, dressed in a green shirt with a jasper tiara, dressed as a scholar, carrying a wooden sword, and a pair of eyes with a fierce gleam.

Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body, it is the nine-layer Great Perfection of Qi training, and there are already three middle cycles in his body, which is quite good.

As for the last nun, she stood on his right side, dressed in purple, with a delicate face, a slight smile on her face, and two small dimples exposed, which looked very cute.

However, when Chen Mo saw a water drop the size of a baby's fist suspended on his left hand, he couldn't help but feel murderous in Chen Mo's heart, if it weren't for this water droplet, he would have fled here a long time ago.

Careful probing, this female cultivator's spiritual power fluctuates vaguely, but to be able to come here with these two people, her cultivation must not be underestimated.

For a while, Chen Mo didn't dare to move.

The green-shirted scholar glanced at Chen Mo up and down, and saw that Chen Mo only had a sixth-level cultivation of Qi cultivation, his eyes showed disdain, but when he thought of the power of that talisman, he was afraid, not to mention that he was not the only one here.

Glancing at the woman in purple and the big man, he sneered with Chen Mo: "Daoist friends are so eager, it should be a great benefit!