Jiang Chen suddenly exerted his cheeky and stubborn spirit: "This is your territory! You don't know, it's too! I don't believe it! Senior brother, senior brother!"

Antonye suddenly had the urge to sweep it to the edge of the sky!

He shouted, "Get out of here!"

Jiang Chen was bored, and he was not angry, he vented just now, and almost scared a Qingluo Zhenchuan who was the seventh of the Eight Sects, he was happy in his heart, and he didn't care much about An Dongye's scolding.

Jiang Chen returned to the base camp of the Spirit Wind Battle Group and said to the women: "It seems that we will not know what happened until Xiaomo comes out, this kid, I guess what kind of adventure it is, his luck is really enviable!"

Feng Yiyi exhaled a long breath and said, "That's good, that's good!"

Mo Ling grinned and said, "My brother's luck is naturally invincible in the world, no one can compare!"

Qiao Xi's eyes were also full of smiles, since he met Cheng Mo, he has been constantly having adventures, and he is always surprising.

......

Cheng Mo was in the ancestral hall, shrouded by the boundless vicissitudes of life, his thoughts were flying with it, as if he had dreamed back to the ages, and experienced a period of bloody stories and immortal romances.

The aura of the ancestors in these ancestral halls has long since worn out their will, and what remains is the perception of cultivation, the experience of life, and the countless chanting techniques!

Cheng Mo was overjoyed, the cultivation perception and life experience of these ancestors are boundless wealth, and the countless recitations and recitations have turned his cultivation path into a path to heaven.

He comprehended and practiced in this boundless sea of thoughts, removing the false and retaining the true, exercising his spirit, and honing his spells.

His spirit gradually transformed, no longer naïve, gradually matured, thinking more completely, and he was more confident and comfortable in the interaction between people.

In addition, there are all kinds of miscellaneous studies, herbology, mechanics, forging, mechanism studies, music and dance, secret studies, forging pills, Hua, Fu Yin studies, formation studies, supernatural powers, archaeology, Tianshi studies, Dongtian blessed earth studies, Shang Jia studies, architecture, five elements of Shengke, Bagua fortune science, four seasons agricultural time and other miscellaneous studies, he knows all in his heart.

For a while, he realized it, calculated the time, and a day had passed!

With the end of his comprehension, the aura of this ancestor hall changed suddenly, and Cheng Mo was in it, and he immediately had an induction!

This time, the qi of experience dissipated and turned into the qi of rhyme!

This rhyme and qi is vast and majestic, surrounding Cheng Mo in it, refining his mental power, forging his thoughts, increasing his soul, and condensing his divine sense.

Cheng Mo was shrouded in the aura of this rhyme, and his whole body was warm, as if he was soaking in the fountain of life, the green spring, his mental power suddenly soared, his potential was violently stimulated, and then he directly broke through the middle level of the fifth turn, reaching the level of the fifth turn high level!

When the realm reached the fifth turn high level, Cheng Mo laughed and was in a happy mood.

After he received the most precious inheritance of this Holy Nian Sect, his entire vision was different.

He gathered his breath and shouted: "Give me condensation!

The aura of this Patriarch Hall is completely in line with him!

As soon as his mind moved, a wave of thought came out: "Spirit Wind Battle Regiment!

In this ancestral hall, his divine sense seemed to be boundless, and any movement outside, he knew that now there was a Qingluo Sect of the Black Abyss sect coming to fight the autumn wind, and his heart was suddenly furious.

The aura of this ancestral hall did not stop, and Cheng Mo immediately decided to let the Spirit Wind Battle Group come in and rhyme!

How much they can comprehend and improve depends on their talent!

These members of the league will all be disciples of the Holy Nian Sect in the future, and in the future, he will divide the rankings and distribute benefits according to the loyalty of these people.

The Spirit Wind Warband received the summoning order and immediately executed it in unison, and everyone entered the Ancestor Hall in the order of formation!

An Dongye was shocked inexplicably, he also wanted to go in to see what was going on, but Cheng Mo didn't allow it, he could only be outside the door, blocked by the aura, and couldn't get close.

An Dongye shouted: "Little junior brother, what is going on! I, senior brother, are you going to be excluded?"

Cheng Mo lowered his head and thought, although Anton Ye had a lot of sins before, but now he is also a member of his own side, if he is excluded, foreign enemies invade, and if they can't work together, it will increase a few variables!

Cheng Mo said: "Senior brother, the Ancestral Master Hall has gathered a high-level rhyme qi! Call your battle group to come, let's rhyme together! Raise the realm and resist foreign enemies together!"

Andong Ye was overjoyed and let out a roar, and suddenly his newly formed Flame Annihilation Battle Group gathered in front of this Ancestor Hall.

He didn't speak, but only sent out a message with divine thoughts, and asked the members of the group to enter in turn and perform rhymes.

Several representatives of the Qingluo Sect were extremely puzzled, and they immediately felt a little uneasy when they saw that all of them had entered the Ancestor Hall.

Cao Fang shouted, "Senior Brother An, what are you doing here?"

An Dongye smiled coldly and ignored it, as all the battle groups entered, he was also the last to enter the Ancestor Hall!

Cao Fang looked at the closed door, thought for a long time, and finally said to the person next to him: "Zuo Liang, be careful, go over and see, what's going on!"

The one called Zuo Liang was a black-faced man, holding a nine-ring knife in his hand, and when he heard this, he nodded slightly to Cao Fang, and then walked towards the ancestral hall.

But when he reached a distance of ten meters, he could no longer move forward, and there was an invisible aura that stopped him.

Zuo Liang said: "Senior Brother Cao, here, you can't move forward. ”

Cao Fang said: "Give it a try!"

Zuo Liang hesitated slightly, gritted his teeth at the end, and the nine-ring knife swung out, which was slashed at the aura.

With a sound like a rupture of cloth, Zuo Liang's nine-ring knife bounced back and hit his chest, he staggered back, and with the last mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Cao Fang gasped, this Zuo Liang's cultivation is the fourth realm of impulse qi!

Coupled with the third-order spirit soldier Nine Ring Knife in his hand, the attacks he sent out were at least 10,000 catties, but they were bounced back alive and injured themselves!

He said, "Senior Brother Zuo, how are you?"

Zuo Liang opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but a mouthful of blood spit out, which was actually mixed with pieces of internal organs!

Cao Fang was shocked, and hurriedly reached out and pressed his hand on Zuo Liang's vest, wanting to get through his true qi and suppress his injuries.

Who knows, as soon as he came into contact with Zuo Liang, he immediately felt the breath of the Dao Dao scurrying around his body, and in his personal feelings, all the internal organs of Zuo Liang were ground up, confused, and turned into a pot of porridge!

Cao Fang was furious and shouted: "Andongye, why did you kill my junior brother!"

Immediately, I heard Cheng Mo's words: "This person has no reason to attack my Holy Nian Sect Ancestor Hall, the crime is unforgivable, if there is another offense, even the whole corpse will not be left!"

Cao Fang was shocked by his voice, and suddenly couldn't help but take a step back, his heart was full of anger, thinking that their brothers, in the black abyss, walking there, are not admired and sought after, who knew that when they arrived in this dilapidated place, they actually lost one person for no reason!

In his heart, he hoped that Dao Venerable Luo Kang would come soon, so that he could wipe out this group of bastards and pocket all the wealth of the Holy Nian Sect.

But he didn't dare to say much at this time, only hid this hatred in his heart and scolded secretly.

This rhyme can be described as a milestone for these two warbands!

As the rhyme progressed, within the two battle groups, there were spies who were singled out, and there were more than 300 people in the new group of Andong Ye, all of whom were carefully selected by his original remaining team and Congxin among the nearby sects.

But among these more than 300 people, more than 100 people with impure minds were singled out, and these people were all killed one by one by the angry Antonye and thrown out of the ancestral hall.

And among Cheng Mo's Spirit Wind Battle Group, one person was also found again!

This person has a firm mind, in order to blend in with the war group, he actually hypnotized himself, forcibly covering his own will with the idea of allegiance to the war group, but this time he was crushed by the powerful mental power that was everywhere in this ancestral hall, thus revealing his feet!

Cheng Mo detained the man aside, controlled his movements with a seal, and began to interrogate.

Jiang Chen saw Cheng Mo interrogating the prisoner, and he also gathered aside and watched.

Cheng Mo glared at Jiang Chen: "Get out and cultivate!"

Jiang Chen laughed and said, "You let go of that prisoner and let me come!"

Cheng Mo was speechless, he stepped back with his back, and watched how this kid interrogated.

Jiang Chen walked up to the man and said with a sneer: "Brother, we have been together for a long time, if I am not mistaken, you are called Xu Fan, Ben Shao's means, you must have already understood, let's talk about it, it took so much effort to hide it, which side is the force!"

Xu Fan closed his eyes and ignored him at all, just his throat moved slightly, as if he was swallowing something.