Quietly wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Chu Mo's face was full of calm, but he also understood one thing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today's self is already the peak strength of the foundation building!

Originally, he still had some doubts about whether he could resist the master of the golden pill, but with the encounter with this Fang Tian, he finally understood.

Today's self is on the Jindan realm!

Only death!

Although he gave birth to a divine consciousness that belongs to the powerhouses of the Jindan realm, it is only so that when he faces the Jindan realm, he will not have the kind of suppression in the depths of the soul.

But!

This is enough, coldly looking at Fang Tian in front of him who was looking at him in shock, a sneer flashed on Chu Mo's face: To deal with this Fang Tian, he is enough!

Suddenly, Chu Mo looked in the direction of the puppet, and his voice became a little cold: "Kill them, don't leave any of them!"

The puppet generation's eyes that had just stopped because they had just been stopped by Fang Tian skyrocketed, and the terrifying palm prints between his raised hands pressed down towards the crowd.

"Damn, I want to see how you kill my disciple under my eyes!" Listening to Chu Mo's words, Fang Tian's murderous aura completely exploded, looking at the puppet generation who was making some moves, his whole body suddenly rushed towards him, and he didn't even pay attention to Chu Mo: "If you want to kill my disciple, then I will abolish your puppet!"

Although I was very curious about this puppet whose strength was up to the foundation building realm, and I also felt that this puppet was a little weird, it was just a puppet with a foundation and a heavy foundation, and it could be abolished with one palm!

And then, it's this damn remnant of the Thousand Machines Gate, Chu Mo!

"You forgot, your opponent is me!" Looking at Fang Tian who wanted to stop the puppet generation, Chu Mo sneered, took one step, and suddenly appeared in the middle of Fang Tian and the puppet generation, with a swipe of the clear sword in his hand, a terrifying sword intent turned into a three-fingered and three-foot green sword towards that Fang Tian.

Fang Tian, who originally wanted to make a move against that puppet, suddenly frowned, and the terrifying sword intent that erupted from the three-foot, three-fingered green sword composed of spiritual energy made him stop making a move to make a move beyond the puppet generation.

With a clench of his virtual hand, the terrifying flame giant palm condensed in the void and headed towards the three-foot three-fingered green sword, however, it was precisely because of the pause at this moment that without Fang Tian's obstruction, the giant palm of the puppet generation had already been patted.

Originally, he thought that with the appearance of the palm sect, this Chu Mo would be afraid of one person and one puppet, and his heart was already relieved, however, looking at the palm that was slapped, he was suddenly full of horror and despair.

"Not good!" The three-foot-three-fingered Blue Sword Moon Flame Giant Palm collided with a terrifying explosion, and countless sparks of sword qi burst out in all directions, however, when he saw the puppet generation's palm, and listened to the desperate cry for help in his ears, Fang Tian's face suddenly changed drastically.

However, it's too late!

Countless blood completely dyed the square that was originally paved with white jade at this moment, and countless visceral blood spurted out of the crowd at this moment.

However, this was just the beginning, without Fang Tian's stopping, the terrifying momentum of the puppet generation completely erupted, as if it had turned into an evil ghost, as if it was slaughtering all the disciples of the Pure Yang Sect!

The voices of wailing, despair, and crying for help continued to fill Fang Tian's ears, and at this moment, countless anger burned and erupted from his heart, but the moment he wanted to step out to rescue this Pure Yang Sect disciple, he was stopped by the terrifying sword intent that was comparable to the ten horrors of the foundation building.

Unwilling, angry, but could only watch the disciples of the Pure Yang Sect being slaughtered in front of his eyes, Fang Tian didn't understand, this Chu Mo was just a foundation and four layers, but why did he have an attack method comparable to perfection!

However, at this moment, he understood one thing, if he didn't solve this Chu Mo first, he wouldn't be able to stop the damn puppet killer at all!

Looking at Fang Tian with a face full of unwillingness and anger, Chu Mo Xu pointed at the Qing Sword, and stood in the void to look at Fang Tian, his face was full of coldness: "Do you know what it feels like?" Seeing your disciples being killed, but being held back and unable to save them, do you feel that kind of pain and unwillingness?"

"Chu Mo!" Fang Tian's face was hideous, his eyes were filled with countless bloodshots because of anger, and the terrifying murderous aura erupted wildly.

However, in the face of this look that seemed to be devoured alive, Chu Mo's face was not moved at all: "Back then, hundreds of innocent disciples of my Qianji Gate were often blown up just because of your anger, and the blood stained the Qianji Palace, and my uncle in charge was dragged by the thunderous dead wood, and he could only watch them die tragically under your hands one by one, today, have you ever experienced the sadness and helplessness in their hearts?"

"Chu Mo!" Fang Tian let out a long roar, and terrifying flames erupted from all around him, turning into a sea of fire, and between the surging of the sea of fire, a huge fire dragon several feet high formed,

With a terrifying momentum like devouring heaven and earth, he surged towards Chu Mo: "I won't kill you, I swear not to be a man!"

Anger, killing intent, at this moment, Fang Tian's heart was completely shrouded in these two emotions, and the desperate screams for help that kept coming from his ears completely made him fall into madness.

He never thought that his Pure Yang Gate would suffer such a disaster one day, and he never thought that the remnants of the Thousand Machine Gate in the past, a guy who was only four layers of foundation building, would be able to stop his steps!

He couldn't have imagined that he would actually watch his disciples being killed in front of him one by one!

Despair fell in front of you!

"Swear not to be a human being?" Listening to Fang Tian's roar, Chu Mo's face sneered: "Then I want to see how you are not a human being! I also want you to watch this Pure Yang Sect turn into hell with your own eyes, and let the disciples of the Pure Yang Sect stain the pure Yang with blood!"

Looking at the dragon that carried Fang Tian's anger, Chu Mo's face suddenly froze, this attack was far more terrifying and destructive than the monstrous flames at the beginning!

It was as if, under this fire dragon, the void was about to be shattered and devoured, and this blow was already a half-step golden pill!

However, it only has the power of a half-step golden pill!

It's not Jindan, then there's no need to be afraid!

At this moment, Chu Mo stared at the devouring fire dragon with a terrifying heat, and with a sword finger, the Shangqing Sword floated in the air, and the terrifying blue light skyrocketed!

At this moment, Chu Mo's void surged, the wind and clouds were surging, and the Shangqing Sword Qingmang rose into the sky, frantically absorbing the aura in Chu Mo's body.

At this moment, this Shangqing Sword seemed to skyrocket and become bigger, and the terrifying green mangs around it seemed to turn into substance, condensing into a spirit sword with a wide palm!

"After entering the realm of cultivating immortals, there have been two upgrades in the sword technique, the first time, after the heavenly product, I comprehended the sword intent, and even comprehended the second of the six styles!

An indifferent voice sounded in this void, and in the face of the fire dragon that came here, Chu Mo's voice seemed a little calm, and he lowered his head slightly and said to himself, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was talking to Fang Tian.

The slap-wide Shangqing Sword above the void, the rust on its body at this moment seemed to have diminished a few points in the degree, and the terrifying sword intent continued to erupt around it, and then it was swallowed in the degree, as if something was brewing.

The void, as if centered on the Shangqing Sword, seemed to be torn apart in the change of this scene, and then collapsed.

Suddenly, Chu Mo raised his head suddenly, and a fine light flashed between his eyes, as if, in this fine light, the space was shaken: "Now, I will come out of this third form to avenge the hundred and seventeen disciples of the Thousand Machine Gate!"