There will be such a big change in this breakthrough, Chen Mo guessed, one is that the spiritual energy in his body has been calcined by spiritual fire, pure and condensed, and has a deep foundation, and the second is this blood elixir.

He already had a spiritual fire in his body, and after taking this Blood Spirit Pill, the power of the Blood Spirit Pill was increased to a certain extent, so that the six-layer small circulation of Qi training that Chen Moxin had opened up was much stronger than other small circulations.

But blessings and misfortunes lurk, and it is a good thing to increase cultivation, but this also means that the cold fire poison formed in his body at this time is also several times stronger, and it is more difficult to eradicate, and the time for the cold fire poison to attack is also greatly shortened.

Finally, Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes, and at that moment, a strange snake flashed through his eyes like lightning.

Chen Mo's spiritual sense moved, and the phantom shot out like lightning, crashing into the thunder stone wood a few zhang away on the opposite side.

The surface of the thunder stone wood suddenly condensed ice crystals to freeze it, and its xylem turned black in a blink of an eye, turning into fly ash, and in a short time, the thunder stone wood that was baptized by thunder and was as hard as the spirit armor was eroded out of a big hole, and it fell down violently, smashing on the branches of some thunder stone trees, making a cracking click.

But then, Chen Mo's face was red and blue, his face was distorted, and his body spasmed slightly, making him look extremely bewitching.

After a while, Chen Mo recovered, although he already had the poison of cold fire in his body, he was now at the sixth level of Qi training, and he could finally refine the Thunder Talisman.

He took out a stack of rune paper from the grub, a total of six sheets, white in color, all of which were made of spreading pampas grass.

Looking at the six rune papers, Chen Mo's heart was full of murderous intent: "Hu Zongquan, I will give you a big surprise this time." ”

After making a seal, a cyan rune paper floated in the void, and Chen Moti put his talisman pen full of thunder fire vine liquid, and began to draw.

With the previous comprehension and foundation, Chen Mo was quite easy to draw at this time, but after all, he had not painted it completely, and after consuming three pieces of white rune paper, Chen Mo had drawn the first thunder rune.

At the moment when Fu Cheng was formed, the Burial Sword Gu, thousands of thunder stones and trees all had a trace of thunder power surging towards Chen Mo.

When he looked at the thunder talisman that was as light as a feather in his palm, but the surface was white, Chen Mo was a little more confident.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, perhaps because of the Feng Shui gathering in the Burial Sword Valley, there is some shielding effect, and Hu Zongquan only found it here today.

Above the valley, Hu Zongquan's imperial sword floated down, looked at Chen Mo, who was no longer running away more than a dozen zhang away, and sneered: "Why, if you don't run, you have figured it out and are ready to submit to me." ”

At this time, Hu Zongquan's eyes had long since lost his previous appreciation, but a trace of anger appeared, and his words were full of banter and coldness.

The monk in his dignified foundation building period even built the foundation with the ten-layer foundation of the Yuan Cultivation Technique, and chased a little cultivator who practiced qi with all his strength, not to mention, he mobilized many forces, but he still let this little slippery head escape again and again.

Originally, he still had the intention of taking Chen Mo as a subordinate, but at this moment, he just wanted to capture Chen Mo, perform the soul searching technique, and seize his secret, but... Thinking of the silver talisman... Hu Zongquan's eyes narrowed slightly

Chen Mo stood proudly among the thousands of thunder stones, the mountain wind blew, his ragged clothes and armor trembled, and a pair of eyes were surging with cold light, looking directly into Hu Zongquan's eyes, not afraid at all.

Listening to Hu Zongquan's words, Chen Mo suddenly smiled: "Do you know what the name of this place is?"

"The Valley of the Buried Sword is the Valley of the Sword of the Sword Pavilion that is to bury you. As he spoke, he pointed to a thunder stone tree behind him.

The three words 'Burial Sword Valley' on the Lei Shimu are huge, the handwriting is a little crooked, the nicking is very new, and there are still sawdust on it, which is obviously not long after it was carved.

Looking at the dazzling big characters, Hu Zongquan's face turned blue with anger, and his eyes were calm, a small Qi cultivation period cultivator dared to tease him.

For a while, the breath around his body rippled slightly, and his spiritual power began to roll, but the next moment, Hu Zongquan suddenly woke up, and only then did he realize that this kid was deliberately provoking him and disturbing his mind.

Before, he wanted to plant the seed of inner demons in Chen Mo's heart and control his mind with the method of punishing his heart, but he was seen through by him.

I don't want this kid to learn very quickly, so I put another one for him today, trying to mess with his mind.

I have to say that this Chen Mo is really good, if time passes, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not become a role like Ye Piaoling, with his meticulous mind and ruthless and resolute heart, once he grows up, the danger level is even above Ye Piaoling.

Thinking of this, Hu Zongquan was even more determined to kill.

Seeing that Hu Zongquan was awake almost instantly, and didn't give him the slightest chance to start, Chen Mo sighed secretly, this Hu Zongquan really deserves to be one of the three heroes of Chen Guo, this plan can't be successful, let's fight hard over there.

The next moment, Chen Mo violently used his spiritual power, and in the face of such a strong enemy, he had to be the first to strike.

The spiritual power in the body flowed, and with a stomp of his right foot, the spiritual power in his body instantly surged out in all directions, and six fireballs suddenly appeared in front of him, all of which were the size of fists, and a wisp of blue burned in the red flames, and the power was several times higher than the fireball technique a few days ago.

The surrounding air heated up sharply, and swept out with lightning speed, baking six traces in the vast snow, and the heat steamed, revealing the pitch-black scorched earth.

Hu Zongquan raised his eyebrows, the little Qi cultivator actually had such a spiritual fire, and a trace of greed appeared in his heart with suspicion at the same time.

Raise your arm lightly, spread your right palm, and the movement seems slow, but it is extremely fast.

During the foundation building period, the cultivation was running rapidly, and I don't know how many times the spiritual power condensed by Chen Moxiong was poured into his palm.

In the blink of an eye, a white ball of light with a diameter of one foot condensed, and then instantly became the size of a foot, and then there was a piercing and sharp sound of breaking the air from inside.

The ball of light gradually became transparent, and the naked eye could see that the sword qi in the shape of thin needles was constantly trembling, and he saw Hu Zongquan clenching his fist violently, the back of his hand facing inward, and the palm facing Chen Mo, even if the inner breath was separated by more than ten zhang, it also made Chen Mo clearly feel that a sharp aura was suddenly emitted.

Chen Mo's heart was awe-inspiring, he didn't dare to rely solely on the fireball technique, it was time to activate the ambush hand he had laid, and the seal in his hand changed, and it was the Wanmu Changchun Technique that was cast.

Although the Wanmu Changchun Technique is a spirit planting technique, it is also an attack spirit technique, and what Chen Mo can comprehend at this time is to increase the power of the spirit plant refining spirit weapon.

The spirit trick was played, the spiritual sense moved, and in an instant, in the snow near Hu Zongquan, a blue light lit up, and then hundreds of babies with the thickness of their arms, dark green rattans surged out like a tide of snakes, winding towards Hu Zongquan.

Although Hu Zongquan instantly noticed something unusual, the rattan stretched out too fast, the distance was too close, and he was performing spiritual skills, and he couldn't dodge for a while, and was entangled by the rattan.

At this time, the fireball technique had arrived, Hu Zong's whole color sank, and he suddenly opened his palm, and the dense fine needle sword qi condensed in his palm like a rainstorm pear blossom instantly cut a funnel-shaped hole in the dense rattan in front of him, and under the urging of his spiritual sense, the spiritual fire was impacted into dotted flames.

Part of the red flame was extinguished, but the faint blue flame ignited the rattan, and as soon as it touched the rattan, it ignited instantly, and in the blink of an eye, it became a huge fireball, burning Hu Zongquan in the center, and the blazing high temperature made the surrounding thunder stone and wood burn. 8)