Chapter 53: The Battle of the Takeover (Part 2)

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"You want to take away me?" Chen Mo frowned as he looked at the man in front of him who couldn't see his face clearly surrounded by an evil black mist.

"Oh, you're smart. The man laughed, "Yes, I like your body very much." The seventh layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, I have just opened the 'hand knack', and there are still many secrets in my body, even I can't see through them. Your generation of Qiyang Sword Master, very good, very good. ”

Almost in just a few glances, the man saw through Chen Mo's details.

Chen Mo's face was gloomy as water, there was an indescribable aura on this man's body, there was no living qi on his body, this body, he could see, was a primordial illusion, and there was no substance.

This is a primordial god who has fallen into the devil's path, and his evil aura is awe-inspiring.

But he and the person in the bloody clothes building that Chen Mo met after the battle of Jin, the aura was different.

The remnants of the Bloody Cloak Building have already escaped, and if they are among the six peaks, they can definitely be detected.

Obviously, counting Yu Jin, Wang Xiaoque, and the remnants of the bloody clothes building who escaped, this is the fourth person of the Demon Dao.

To say that he is human does not seem to be accurate.

Because he only has one primordial god, his strength has dropped by almost half.

Even so, this is also a primordial god above the realm of the void spirit, and his aura is unmatched, which is not something that Chen Mo and the others can deal with.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Chen Mo again.

At the same time, secretly, the spiritual power of his body was quietly transported to his hands, and he secretly accumulated sword momentum.

The man smiled: "What am I? I am a person who dies in vain, who has a grudge, and who becomes a demon at a moment's notice! Boy, give me your body, and I will not only avenge me, but also make your name resounding all over the world! Come on!"

As soon as the word 'come' fell, the man suddenly made a move, and a jet-black pillar of light shot out from his palm, approaching Chen Mo's eyebrows.

"The clutches of the unjust soul!"

This pillar of light struck out, and small ghosts and ghosts of all sizes appeared inside, crying out and struggling in misery, as if they had been extracted from the eighteen layers of hell.

When he landed, the entire secret room was full of gloom and ghosts.

It's like a ghost has arrived.

The realm of the void spirit, with one palm, is an earth-shattering move that affects the soul of the gods.

Before this pillar of light came to the front, Chen Mo and the others felt that there was a ghost crying wolf howling in their ears, which was extremely tragic, and in front of them was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a cemetery of unjust souls.

There was a deep sense of grievance, despair, and unwillingness in my heart!

This kind of negative emotion hit, Xing Hao and the little white fox were like being poisoned, their faces were like ashes, there was no trace of anger, their foreheads were stained with ink, and a heavy evil aura enveloped them, making them unable to straighten their waists, and they were very painful.

This kind of divine soul attack is simply not something that their realm can withstand.

The little white fox's demonic power originally had the seventh layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, but after eating the demon python soup, he was promoted to the eighth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, and his face was slightly better.

As for Xing Hao, he had just been promoted to the fifth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, and he hadn't opened his 'mind' yet, and his knowledge of the sea was very fragile, and he was crushed by that kind of terrifying image in an instant, and he was about to collapse.

Taking away Xing Hao and the little white fox is a breeze for a man.

It's too fragile, these two guys' knowledge of the sea is vulnerable.

However, the launch of 'Snatching She' has a huge loss to the original gods, and basically it can only be launched once in decades.

So he wouldn't have wasted such a precious opportunity to give up on these two people with such inferior qualifications.

On the other hand, Chen Mo, the 'Bodhi Tree' in the world of Zhihai shook wildly, the Buddha quickly recited the scriptures, and the entire world of Zhihai was full of Buddha's light, and the charm and spirit entered it, and it was illuminated by the Buddha's light into a wisp of green smoke in an instant.

Chen Mo has been impregnated with Buddha nature by the 'Nine Heavenly God Buddha Statue' since he was a child, his understanding is transcendent, and he has also opened his 'discerning eyes'.

He also practiced the "Heavenly Fu Cold Current Technique", and experienced the tempering of the 'Blood Sea Great Terror' and the 'Fire Burning Sword Intent', and the solidity of the sea world was beyond the ordinary spirit fetus realm.

I'm afraid that even the sea of knowledge in the realm of the void spirit is not as powerful as him.

These little vain vains can't break into his sea world at all.

Seeing that the 'Unjust Soul Clutche' was about to be killed in front of him, Chen Mo's right hand shook, and he suddenly took out his sword.

"Cloud piercing sword, slash!"

The Qiyang sword came out, and a brilliant golden light lit up, like the rising sun in the east and the blazing sun.

A sword aura suddenly slashed out, as if breaking through the thick clouds, and suddenly turned into a golden dragon, the dragon horns were glowing, the dragon beard was long, the dragon claws were sharp, the body was tall, and the dragon was terrifying.

Piercing the clouds with sword intent, it can transform the dragon into a sword.

On the body of this golden dragon, countless 'swastikas' characters float, which are the marks of the kingdom of gods and Buddhas.

This sword qi is blessed by the scriptural power of the Nine Heavens God Buddha.

The sword qi has Buddha nature, slashes through the void, and breaks ten thousand laws with one sword!

There was a bang, and the golden dragon collided with the inky pillar of light, and the screams of thousands of unjust ghosts continued.

I saw that the golden dragon did not hesitate to tear the entire pillar of light to pieces, swallowing all the fragments of ink gas in one gulp, and its abdomen suddenly swelled and exploded.

This sword aura also vanished.

Chen Mo wiped the sweat from the corner of his forehead and exhaled.

With this sword, he had been gaining momentum for a long time, draining one-third of the spiritual power in his body.

He knew that this was just a temptation by this man, and the skill of this palm was not very strong.

An even more terrible battle is yet to come!

And even if that clutch had been broken by Chen Mo's sword, the little white fox and Xing Hao didn't wake up, they fell to the ground, struggling, sweating profusely.

The influence of the divine soul of the Void Spirit Realm, without the Nine Heavens God Buddha statue in Chen Mo's body, was not so easy to disperse.

Chen Mo had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight first, now was not the time to save people.

Seeing that he had missed his palm, the man did not look particularly disappointed, but laughed happily.

"Yes, you're really good. With your genius and outstanding body, in my life, I can achieve the realm of the earth spirit, and even the realm of the heavenly spirit! Your body, I want to decide!" The man laughed loudly, his eyes locked on Chen Mo, causing a chill to rise up from Chen Mo's spine.

With a few fingers, a piece of sawdust on the ground flew into his hand, transforming into a spirit sword.

In the realm of the void spirit, you can 'plant and trees are soldiers', which means that whatever you get can be transformed into a magic weapon that you can take advantage of.

But in nature, it is definitely much weaker than the magic weapon that is really built with heart.

However, the man held this inferior spirit sword in his hand, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly became extremely terrifying.

In his whole body, there was a sky-high sword intent soaring out, as if the sword god had descended into the world, and he could shake the five mountains with a sword and provoke the vicissitudes with a sword.

The man adjusted his posture slightly, and the sword in his hand swayed accordingly, but when he raised his hands and feet, his spirit seemed to be subdued.

In an instant, Chen Mo was a little distracted!

"What kind of kendo is this? Under the suppression of the Nine Heavens God Buddha statue, Chen Mo came to his senses.

But he felt that this sword path was familiar and extremely familiar!

The man suddenly drank: "Dementor Sword, slash!"

The man suddenly slashed out with a sword, and the entire space seemed to be shaking, and the sword light was everywhere, and he didn't know where a sword was about to fly out.

Obviously, the man was floating in mid-air, and he was still maintaining the posture of a sword in his hand, clearly a sword move that was about to be struck out of his hand, but at this moment, he didn't kill from there!

His sword moves, as soon as he made a move, were hidden in the countless sword lights, making it impossible to tell from which direction to defend and resist.

But at this moment, Chen Mo woke up as if he had been hit by a blow.

Dementor Sword!

This is the Soul Sword!

In the entire Six Spirits Sword Sect, everyone knew that Elder Zhao Hao had never received a true disciple in his life, and he had never seen anyone who could obtain its essence.

Because the cultivation of this sword path is too difficult, too terrifying!

To endure the torture of ninety-nine eighty-one divine souls, to feel the sword intent, and to read through the three hundred and eighty "Soul Sword Spectrum", practice three thousand nine hundred and eighty swords a day, and accumulate over time, in order to achieve enlightenment.

Such a terrifying sword path, apart from Elder Yu Heng Peak 'Zhao Hao', who else can show it?

"You are Elder Zhao Hao?!" Chen Mo exclaimed without hesitation.

The man was startled and said, "You can actually recognize me." ”

"Dementor Sword Dao, who doesn't know?" Chen Mo closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, opened his eyes, and instantly found the direction of that sword move, and suddenly slashed out a sword.

Even when he spoke, he did not let his guard down in the slightest.

A fighting instinct has been formed!

Above the air, among the countless sword lights, an incomparably bright light suddenly flashed, a sword groan sounded, and a pitch-black sword qi suddenly stabbed out, like an assassination sword stretched out in the night, tricky and terrifying.

However, with the blessing of the two Buddha lights, coupled with the Cloud Piercing Sword Intent that had already sprouted, Chen Mo slashed out another 'Cloud Piercing Divine Sword'.

The golden dragon reappeared, and it was bright and bright, but it was easily pierced by the pitch-black sword qi in an instant, as simple as cutting vegetables.

Zhao Hao sneered: "It's a pity, even if you recognize me, I won't show mercy." I am no longer the original Zhao Hao. ”

The power of that pitch-black sword qi did not weaken in the slightest, destroying and decaying, and piercing Chen Mo's eyebrows.

At this moment, Chen Mo's chest was full of blood, and a spirit bead that glowed with dazzling blood suddenly flew out!

In an instant, the incomparably terrifying pitch-black sword qi was completely devoured.

The strange scene of the entire space also disappeared with the death of the sword qi.

Chen Mo held the blood-colored spirit bead in his left hand, and held the Qiyang Sword in his right hand, calm and calm.

"What is this?" Zhao Hao was extremely surprised, he originally thought that Chen Mo would definitely die under his 'Dementor Sword', and he was about to succeed in taking it, but he was blocked by this strange blood-colored spirit bead!

"Something that can overcome you. Chen Mo smiled indifferently.