Hu Zongquan laughed wildly again, and then his expression suddenly turned hideous, his hands were pinching lotus prints, and the only remaining spiritual energy in his body was running wildly, and as a small cyan sword gradually condensed, the fierce qi sword around him vibrated and emitted a piercing and sharp sword sound.

In the blink of an eye, the qi sword condensed into a spherical shape, and then bloomed green lotus, and a strange aura rippled, Chen Mo only felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, his heart was beating wildly, his eyes were condensed, and he saw that Hu Zongquan was running the spiritual technique at the critical moment, and the spiritual power in his body surged out and injected into the bamboo water sword, inserting it into Hu Zongquan's eyebrows.

Hu Zongquan's spiritual sense noticed, his pupils shrank suddenly, his heart was awe-inspiring, his left hand was blocked in his heart, although he relied on the magic weapon to block the bamboo water sword, but his palm had been penetrated, he grabbed it fiercely, but he saw that it had pierced his forehead, and the ghost blue spirit fire in it rushed to his face, and he let out a muffled snort in pain.

Hu Zongquan groaned in pain, his expression suddenly became hideous, and without waiting for the Qinglian Sword Technique to be completed, he controlled the fingers of the right palm of the small sword, and shouted loudly: "Go to death." ”

But just as his middle finger was about to pop out, an inch-long snake with an inky body and bare feet and a dark blue pattern on its back climbed up to Hu Zongquan's right palm at some point and bit it hard.

A layer of ice crystals appeared on the outer layer of Hu Zongquan's body and the small sword, and then began to turn black.

Hu Zongquan was trapped in the ice crystals, condensing his spiritual power to the extreme, and finally breaking the ice seal of the small sword, but the trajectory was slightly offset.

The small sword carried a strong sword qi and swept three feet away from Chen Mo's right shoulder blade.

Although it didn't hit Chen Mo, his entire right arm was scraped by the surrounding sword qi, and for a while, flesh and blood flew sideways, revealing Sensen's white bones, and his entire right arm instantly drooped down, and the intense pain made Chen Mo almost pass out.

Chen Mo gritted his teeth, a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, and he released the cold fire snake, which made his cold fire poison explode again, and he was trapped internally and externally, making him unable to move for a while, and he wanted to pass out several times.

At this time, Hu Zongquan in the ice crystals struggled more and more weakly, and the body protection magic robe completely lost its light, and when he was dying at the end of his life, he regretted it, why didn't he go all out in the first place...

The dark blue spiritual fire was burning half of Hu Zong's entire body, and the other half was covered with frost and ice, and the flesh and blood in the ice had turned black into ashes.

Seeing that Hu Zongquan was finally dead, Chen Mo's heart relaxed slightly, took a pulse nourishing pill, slightly adjusted his recuperation, sealed the bleeding of his left arm, and then walked towards the puddle of ashes left by Hu Zongquan.

Hu Zongquan is the top genius of this generation of the Sword Pavilion, and he has built a foundation with ten layers of Yangyuan, and there must be a lot of good things in his family.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Chen Mo's expression moved, and as soon as he beckoned, a bag with exquisite formations carved on the ice blue surface fell into his hand.

Hu Zongquan was dead, and the spiritual imprint on his belt was slowly dissipating, and Chen Mo broke it without much effort.

After a little investigation, Chen Mo suddenly felt that the danger of the past few days was worth it.

The bag itself is already priceless, and the space inside is hundreds of zhang square, which can be called the heaven and earth, not to mention the accumulation of a large number of medium-grade spirit stones, cherished spirit plants, and exquisite jade boxes.

Chen Mo was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't continue to investigate, such a big movement in the Burial Sword Valley would definitely attract the attention of the cultivators, and he should leave quickly now.

As soon as the spiritual sense moved, the Cloud Piercing Boat reappeared, Chen Mo sat cross-legged in it, put down twenty medium-grade spirit stones, and drove the Cloud Piercing Boat out of the Burial Sword Valley.

Half a day later, in a remote mountain range in the Song Kingdom, the mountains were covered by heavy snow, and the ancient trees were green, Chen Mo dug a cave, covered with huge stones, and forbade and isolated.

After swallowing a Yang Mai Pill, Chen Mo did not rush to find out, but while repairing his injuries, he passed the events of the past few days from his mind.

One of them is that he was too careless when he met the female cultivator Kongsang, and he didn't see through his scheming to delay time, so that he almost fell into the hands of Hu Zongquan, and if he made a move next time, he would need to be more decisive, or set up a ban on isolation.

The second is the enlightenment given to him by the Blood Spirit Pill, if he wants to get something, he must pay something, if he estimates the cold fire poison and refuses to swallow the Blood Spirit Pill, he is afraid that he will already be dead at this time, and now although he is highly poisoned, he will still be alive after all.

As long as you save your life, you always have a chance.

The third is that his cultivation is too low, if he is also a foundation, how can he almost lose his life, his cultivation is really cruel, and now that the chaos is coming, he must quickly improve his cultivation.

I also summed up a few lessons in my heart, and began to take stock of my gains and losses.

The silver talisman given to him by Elder False Dan was not used, this was the treasure at the bottom of his box, as long as it was not the last moment of life and death, he would not use it easily.

The two thunder talismans made were completely consumed, and now there is only one rune paper left, and it is still necessary to refine the rune paper, collect the blood of the demon beast or the thunder fire vine liquid, and continue to draw the thunder talisman.

The experience of fighting with Hu Zongquan also gave Chen Mo a new understanding of its power, according to his calculations, if he had three thunder talismans at that time, Hu Zongquan would be killed by bombardment, and if there were four, Hu Zongquan would have no power to fight back.

If it was replaced by a cultivator in the early stage of ordinary Qi cultivation nine-layer foundation building, one thunder talisman would definitely make him seriously injured, and two would be dead.

If the other party has a magic robe to restrain thunder, he will have no choice but to slip away.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo was full of gratitude to Qin Lao.

If there is no cloud-piercing boat this time, he will have no life, but because of this, the cloud-piercing boat is also greatly damaged, which is really heart-wrenching.

The bamboo water sword, which has made good achievements, is now damaged, and its power has been reduced a lot.

The power of the heather vine spirit armor is already insufficient for him, and if he refines it, he must at least cultivate the heather vine into a medium-grade and make it into a magic robe.

It is worth mentioning that the Biye Spirit Weapon, under the urging of his Wanmu Changchun Jue, can trap Hu Zongquan for a moment, although its power is not as good as the magic weapon, but it is already above the spirit weapon, which is a good harvest.

As for the spirit stones, talismans, etc., they have long been consumed, and now all that is left is the bag of gaffles that he snatched from Hu Zongquan.

I took out the bag and held it in my palm, I barely felt any weight, and there was a subtle feeling of coldness, as if it was holding a cold mist.

The spiritual sense probed into it and probed carefully, only then did he know that there were two thousand middle-grade spirit stones, but there was not a single low-grade spirit stone, obviously Hu Zongquan did not put in his eyes the low-grade spirit stones that other cultivators spent a lot of time and could not get.

Secretly sighing about Hu Zongquan's wealth, Chen Mo continued to investigate.

In addition to the medium-grade spirit stones, there are more than 100 spirit plants below the Yellow Order Rare Species in the bag, and a few of them are also accessories for drawing thunder talismans, and there are also a few bottles of demon beast blood, but there are no thunder attributes.

After inspecting the Yellow Rank Spirit Plant, Chen Mo's Spirit Sense hit the rows of jade boxes.