These sword qi shot out, although he lost his head in extreme anger, but he also shocked Chen Mo into a cold sweat, he knew that this middle-aged cultivator's cultivation was extremely high, but he never thought that he could release sword qi in the air, this should be a means that only cultivators who practice qi at more than seven levels can use it!

But that middle-aged cultivator's aura was by no means above the seventh level of Qi cultivation, otherwise there would be no need to use him to pick the Blue Flame Fruit...

Chen Mo's thoughts were messy, he didn't expect the enemy to have this hand, could it be that God destined him to not be able to escape this catastrophe?

Unexpectedly, before his thoughts were broken, the sword qi was still four or five zhang away from him, and it suddenly dissipated, making Chen Mo breathe a long sigh of relief, but he didn't have time to think deeply about what was going on? Chen Mo's face suddenly distorted.

Blue Flame Fruit...!

It turned out that the majestic fire spiritual power of the Blue Flame Fruit finally overflowed at this time, burning all the way down Chen Mo's throat, straight into his belly sea dantian.

The spiritual fire is blazing, and although the frost spiritual liquid has the effect of protecting the body, it is far from being burned by this spiritual fire.

Chen Mo was in danger, knowing that the situation was dangerous, so he hurriedly ran the Yang Yuan Decision, wanting to wrap the flame with the spiritual power refined by the Yang Yuan Decision, and control the flame to run in the spiritual veins to alleviate the danger at this moment.

It's just that the Blue Flame Fruit contains a majestic and blazing spiritual fire, how can Chen Mo's weak spiritual power wrap it? Soon, a few wisps of spiritual fire burned through the spiritual power of the vein protection and poured into Chen Mo's spiritual vein dantian, if it weren't for the frost spiritual liquid forming a protective layer in the spiritual vein dantian, I was afraid that Chen Mo's spiritual vein dantian would be destroyed by more than half at this time, and he would become a waste person who would never be able to cultivate.

But this protection is only temporary, if it goes on like this, within half an hour, the spiritual power and frost spiritual liquid in Chen Mo's body will be exhausted, and he will be burned alive by this spiritual fire.

This was completely beyond Chen Mo's expectations, he never expected that the spiritual fire contained in the Blue Flame Fruit would be so blazing, he almost swallowed the entire bottle of frost spiritual liquid, but he couldn't even support it for half an hour.

At this point, Chen Mo knew that it was useless to panic, the more critical it was, the calmer his heart was, the clearer his mind was, and one thought after another quickly flashed through his mind.

"My position is fifteen zhang away from the middle-aged cultivator, and the sword qi of the middle-aged cultivator does not seem to be the real sword qi, it should be the first trick method, so the attack range is only seven or eight zhang, not more than ten zhang, and the middle-aged cultivator must walk on this dangerous thin rock formation if he wants to attack himself. ”

And looking at this middle-aged cultivator, his face was flushed, it seemed that the few sword qi he had just emitted was very draining on him, and it would be difficult for him to emit continuous sword qi again without recovery. ”

"In this way, he has to get closer to me so that he can kill me and obtain the Blue Flame Fruit. ”

"When he gets closer, I will be able to take this Blue Flame Fruit out of my mouth in time after delivering the fatal blow. ”

In this way, we can avoid the fate of being burned to death by spiritual fire...... ”

"It's just how can I get him to take the risk right now? instead of deliberately delaying time, I can't hold on for that long..."

Because his heart was calm and clear, it was only a moment for Chen Mo to judge the situation clearly, and even the methods of the middle-aged cultivators were guessed.

It's just that time is running out, and in this critical situation, there is no room for too much hesitation, and if you want to save your life, you have to take risks.

At the same time, a tingling pain came from his body, and more than half of the medicinal power of the frost spirit liquid had been consumed, staring at the middle-aged cultivator who was still ten zhang away, Chen Mo gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, pretending to have been burned to the point of delirium, and staggered towards the middle-aged cultivator a little crazy...

Just didn't take two steps, he pretended to be physically exhausted, and suddenly knelt down on the fragile thin rock layer, with a crisp click, under Chen Mo's knee, a two-foot-long crack appeared in the gray rock layer.

"Damn little brute. Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man shouted wildly, and Chen Mo's back was also hairy, the kneeling just now seemed random, but in fact, Chen Mo had practiced several times in his heart, deliberately controlling his strength.

But I didn't want to use a little too much force, and streams of magma poured up from the cracks, which made Chen Mo extremely painful, if the force was a little more violent, I was afraid that I had already fallen into the magma...

It's not too bad now, but you have to endure the burning pain of the lava and continue to pretend to be crazy.

Seeing Chen Mo's situation, the middle-aged cultivator's face was so gloomy that it seemed to be able to drip water, and he secretly said in his heart: "This kid is only afraid that he has been burned to delirium, if he is allowed to toss like this, the rock layer will crack sooner or later, if this stinky boy stumbles and falls into the magma, the Blue Flame Fruit will also fall, and this opportunity will only become the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror." ”

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and roared, "Little beast, do you think the Blue Flame Fruit is so easy to swallow? ”

As he spoke, he quickly leaned towards Chen Mo, but although his speed was fast, he was actually extremely careful, after all, his cultivation of the third layer of Qi cultivation was not enough to resist this hot magma.

At this time, the burning sensation in Chen Mo's body increased by a point, and the time was pressing, seeing that the middle-aged cultivator had finally taken the bait, Chen Mo ignored the pain in his body, pretended to be more and more crazy and stupid, and staggered to his feet, with a crazy cry of pain, and also approached the middle-aged cultivator.

In a moment, the distance between the two was less than three feet, and Chen Mo, who had been calculating and controlling everything, knew that the time was coming, so he made an appearance that he couldn't bear it anymore, screaming like a madman, his body shook again and again, his steps became more and more messy, and finally his feet were crooked, and it looked like he was about to fall into the magma...

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged cultivator's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't care about being careful, and the whole person suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Chen Mo.

He knew in his heart that if Chen Mo was allowed to fall into the magma, everything would come to naught.

Looking at the middle-aged cultivator who was rushing over, Chen Mo's eyes widened, how could he still look a little crazy?

"It's now!"

As soon as the thought came, Chen Mo's hand was raised, and with lightning speed, he shot out three bee tail needles.

"Poison Needle!"

The middle-aged cultivator's face turned pale instantly, and even the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

At this time, he flew into the air, the old force had just gone, the new force had not yet been born, and it was difficult to avoid it with strength, and the only way was to urge the spiritual power and shake away the poisonous needle.

But it takes force to stimulate spiritual power, if so, it will definitely not be able to retract it, and the rock formation under your feet is fragile...

But the situation no longer allowed for more hesitation, the poisonous needle was approaching in an instant, and the middle-aged cultivator did not dare to test the poison himself, so in a hurry, he had to raise his sleeves and urge his spiritual power to shatter the poisonous needle.

Seeing this, a sneer rose at the corner of Chen Mo's mouth, although the bee tail needle was shattered, the middle-aged cultivator didn't know the key to this needle, shattering it would only make the venom hidden in the poison needle disperse faster, and it was inevitable to avoid it.

There was a muffled sound of 'bang', and at this time, the middle-aged cultivator had already landed heavily, and he had used all his strength to quickly retract his strength, but time was in a hurry after all, and when he landed, the rock formation in the left corner also shattered at the same time, and the middle-aged cultivator stumbled, and his left leg inevitably fell into the blazing magma, letting out a terrible cry of pain.

On the other hand, Chen Mo was about to fall into the magma before, but at this moment, he had already stood up straight, spit out the Blue Flame Fruit, put it into the jade box, looked at the middle-aged cultivator with cold eyes, twisted out a thin needle, and pierced himself.