In the distance, under the blood-colored sky, dozens of streamers scattered in all directions, and more than two dozen of them were only a few hundred zhang away from Chen Mo in the blink of an eye.

At this distance, with Chen Mo's eyesight at this time, he could already see that the package in the streamer was indeed a famous cultivator.

Chen Mo's heart sank to the bottom, these people must have tracked them down without knowing what means?

However, the next scene made him stunned for a while.

I saw that these cultivators were approaching him quickly, but they didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and in the blink of an eye, a cultivator who had reached the tenth level of Qi cultivation flew over his head, his expression was very solemn, and he didn't look at him, as if he didn't notice Chen Mo at all.

"Aren't these people here to hunt down and kill themselves and their senior brothers?"

Figures passed by, and Chen Mo found that no one had stopped, and these people were all frightened, reminding him of when he was a child, when he was chased and bitten by a local dog in the next village.

"What's chasing these people?"

Chen Mo was surprised in his heart, this was hundreds of cultivators who practiced qi above the seventh level, what could make these hundreds of cultivators so frightened, Chen Mo couldn't help but look behind the many cultivators, and after a while, his face also changed greatly.

"It's the blood shadow!"

Chen Mo didn't think about it, he turned around and ran, but he didn't go in the same direction as such a person.

He secretly said in his heart, these blood shadows are obviously chasing these cultivators who have cultivated to the highest level, and he only has the appearance of the fifth layer of qi cultivation at this time, and he thinks that as long as he is not in the same direction as those people, the blood shadow will not give up those watermelons of the seventh layer of qi training, and chase after his own sesame seeds.

At that moment, Chen Mo even restrained his breath, and Ye Piaoling, whose breath was still weak, quickly found a direction to escape.

Four days later.

The low-hanging clouds in the sky had also turned from pale red to deep red, and it seemed that a rain of blood could fall at any moment.

In a cave in a collapsed mountain, Chen Mo let out a sigh and took out the talisman pen again.

In the past two days, he had also encountered four blood shadows, but by that time, most of his cultivation had recovered, and he had even made a thunder talisman.

Although the blood shadow was weird, it seemed to be extremely restrained by the thunder talisman, and with only a few thunder powers, it was completely killed.

So right now, Chen Mo still has to refine a few more.

However, the rest of the materials have been used up, and now this rune paper is made of the silk of the Spring Thunder Silkworm, and this is the only one.

At that moment, Chen Mo was calm, lifting the talisman pen, dipping it in the branch liquid, and falling on the talisman paper, the spiritual power in his body surged, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth converged.

Not long after, as the last stroke fell, the thunder rune paper trembled slightly, and the silver light that flickered on the surface of the rune paper disappeared from the rune paper, and then there was no movement, falling like a snowflake in Chen Mo's hands.

Chen Mo let out a sigh, his eyes were full of surprise, and he put this thunder talisman in the middle of it, and with a wave of his hand, the demon python spirit appeared.

The demon python spirit still roared at Chen Mo, Chen Mo didn't pay attention to it, his handprints condensed, and dozens of rattan snakes rushed out, tangled and entangled into a rattan demon snake, and hit the mountain.

With a bang, a certain part of the mountain collapsed and splashed, and with the sound of light footsteps, Chen Mo walked out.

Glancing back at the senior brother on his back, he saw that Ye Piaoling was still in a coma, but Chen Mo frowned, according to the introduction of the Melting Bone and Blood Pill Jade Jian, the senior brother should have woken up a long time ago.

"Could it be that the Sword Washing Pavilion really did something to the elixir?"

A trace of worry rose in Chen Mo's heart, but what worried him even more was this strange 'central realm'.

At this time, he has been in the central realm for a long time, and he doesn't know how far he has gone, but in addition to the mountains and snow, where can he see half of the ocean and islands?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn't help but look up at the blood-colored sky: "Here... Where the hell is it?"

With a low voice, Chen Mo withdrew his gaze, straightened the senior brother behind him, and continued to move forward.

Before Chen Mo could take two steps, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Little friend... Let's stay. ”

This voice of Youtun made Chen Mo feel shocked, who actually came behind him silently?

If this person has bad intentions...

Chen Mo turned around slowly, and saw a middle-aged man in his forties standing behind him, with slightly frosty temples, wearing a blood-colored robe with gold trim, and his bearing was graceful, like a secular scribe.

What shocked Chen Mo was that from this person's body, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, only the breath of an ordinary person.

Is this person in front of you a mortal?

How is this possible?

How could a mortal approach him silently, how could he enter the central realm, and survive until now in this central realm where he had almost lost his life several times?

Chen Mo's heartfelt vigilance instantly lifted twelve points, ready to urge the little five elements magic robe at any time, and at the same time touched the gin bag.

Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe smiled slightly, and looked at Chen Mo in his eyes full of vicissitudes, there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, he just said: "Xiaoyou don't have to be nervous, there is no malice in the bottom." ”

When Chen Mo heard this, his heart sank, and he slowly spoke: "I don't know where your Excellency is, how to call it?"

The middle-aged scribe looked at it when he heard this, and his deep eyes looked at Chen Mo, making Chen Mo feel that the secrets on his body seemed to be seen through in an instant, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

At this time, the middle-aged scribe smiled slightly, and there was a bit of vicissitudes in his words: "Where is it?" I can't remember clearly, but since that year, an immortal master passed by and turned into me, and I have been here, even if it is a person here, as for the title? I haven't mentioned it for a long time, the immortal master called me a thousand mountains of blood back then, if you don't mind, then call it so!"

The middle-aged scribe's words made Chen Mo feel very weird, and he said vigilantly: "I don't know why Your Excellency secretly followed Mo?"

The scribe smiled slightly, and finally said: "Xiaoyou don't have to be tempted, I just arrived not long ago, and I came here this time because Xiaoyou took one a day ago... What you call a spiritual plant. ”

Chen Mo's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he instantly remembered refining the root Xuancao, and the small five-element magic robe was instantly activated, and the thunder talisman in his hand fell into his palm.

He said slowly: "What Your Excellency means, Mo doesn't understand. ”

Seeing the thunder talisman flashing in Chen Mo's palm, the middle-aged scribe's eyes flashed, but he was not afraid at all, and reached out to grab the thunder talisman.

Chen Mo's figure retreated suddenly, instantly activating the thunder talisman, but the middle-aged scribe did not chase after him, as if he was waiting for Chen Mo to release the thunder talisman.

The next moment, the thunder talisman flew into the void, and a thunderbolt instantly slashed down, but the strange thing was that the thunderbolt did not slash at the middle-aged scribe, but slashed thousands of miles away.

Under the blood-colored sky, at the bottom of the lake where the two dragons grabbed the pearl and the dragon heads converged, three thunderbolts struck the black jar on the black platform, and the black jar trembled violently, and a trace of crack appeared.