The Dust Bead blew up a rapidly churning dust wave, like a ferocious roaring dragon head. In an instant, strong winds blew up, and flying sand and rocks on the hillside blocked everyone's sight.
Chen Mo was afraid that he was not dead, so he immediately rushed to the side of the red-haired young man. The other man's body became a little unreal, but his face still maintained a calm expression. How could Chen Mo care about this? He raised his hand and stabbed him with a sword. Towards his neck.
"Shua..."
The illusory Kong Yi was disturbed by the sword energy, and his straight body suddenly collapsed. As the strong wind blew by, it instantly turned into a fine wisp of dust and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.
Chen Mo threw his sword away, looking a little stunned. He didn't expect that the power of the Chen Mo Bead was greater than he expected, and he didn't even need to make any subsequent preparations.
"No...where is this person's storage bag?"
Chen Mo quickly realized the most important point and looked around with his eyes wide open.
Although the fight with Kong Yi was brief, Chen Mo had already used up all his trump cards. If he even lost the vial of magic weapon that could make people freeze, this fight would really be a big loss.
"Senior Brother Chen, come up quickly! There are more and more centipedes!!"
Although several disciples of the Fuyun Sect caught a glimpse of Chen Mo being attacked in a hurry, the distant water could not save the nearby fire, so they could only be anxious. But now they saw that the powerful enemy was neatly dealt with, and they were excited. As you can imagine, after repelling another wave of centipede monster attacks, An Zihan hurriedly shouted to Chen Mo, who was a few feet away.
Chen Mo immediately responded: "You go first, don't worry about me!!" At the same time, the figure hurried down the mountain.
Now, the only possibility is that Kong Yi's storage bag was blown away by the impact of the heat wave. Regarding that strange vial, Chen Mo had a feeling that it was worth mastering it even at the risk of being shattered. of!
"Senior Brother Chen is crazy!!" An Zihan didn't understand what was going on. When he saw Chen Mo running down below desperately, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and shouted to the other disciples: "Let's go! Ignore him. , get out of here quickly!"
Centipedes with second-level cultivation can not only protrude their stings, but can also eject corrosive acid from their mouthparts. As the five people gradually advanced, their pace became more difficult, approaching the top of the mountain three feet away. , the monster centipede was a black mass, stacked up like ants out of a hole, blocking the way. Countless yellow juices were flying all over the sky, leaving several monks of the Fuyun Sect too busy to take care of them.
Several people relied on each other, and their weapons were swung airtight, blocking the invasion of the centipede swarm. White Birch's halberd turned into three jet-black lightnings and stabbed out one after another. Each blow could accurately kill the flying second-order people. centipede.
As another centipede sprayed from its mouth, he leaned back and barely escaped the acid. However, unexpectedly, the third-order centipede that had been hidden for a long time suddenly burst out from a distance of one foot and headed straight for him. Coming between the eyebrows!
"Junior Brother Bai, be careful!!" Lu Tian exclaimed, trying to stop him but it was already too late.
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Chen Mo's guess was correct. Kong Yi's storage bag was blown several feet away and was now hanging on a dead branch of a tree. He was overjoyed and was about to use his spiritual power to hook it over. The Thunder Eagle in the sky, which had long since recovered, seized this opportunity and launched another round of attacks on him!
"These damn monsters!!"
Chen Mo cursed secretly and had no choice but to take out the White Deer Umbrella again to block the response. But who would have thought that after killing several monks from the Jiu Sha Palace, the Thunder Eagle King actually returned to the mountainside and attacked Chen Mo. The position swooped over!
After all, the White Deer Umbrella's defense level is limited. Since entering the Forgotten Land, it has been protecting Chen Mo from wind and rain. In addition, it has resisted too many thunderball attacks while climbing Qimao Mountain, and the umbrella has already left traces on it. Signs of irreparable damage.
This blow was too fast. If Chen Mo didn't want to be pierced through the heart, he could only activate the power of the White Deer Umbrella to the extreme. The clear sound of the deer's roar collided violently with the sharp eagle claws. It emits a brilliant and dazzling green light!
The next moment, Chen Mowa, who was holding the White Deer Umbrella in his hand, spit out a mouthful of blood. This blow seemed to be pressed down by a heavy mountain, causing his internal organs to tremble violently.
As for the White Deer Umbrella, the appearance was even more tragic. The frame was completely broken in an instant, and the cloth strips on the umbrella were also torn to pieces by the eagle's claws. The magic weapon was destroyed. Chen Mo, who was connected to it, naturally felt the same way, and kept hearing the news in his mind. The dizzy feeling almost caused him to faint on the spot.
But even so, he did not forget the ultimate goal. Taking advantage of the moment when the Thunder Eagle King was destroyed by the White Deer Umbrella and flew away, Chen Mo endured his physical discomfort and snatched Kong Yi's storage bag. Don't say anything, turn around and run away, running for your life in the previous direction!
More than twenty monks at the peak of Qi refining were resisting the Eagle King. At the time, they thought it was nothing, but once he was left to deal with it alone, Chen Mo understood how domineering this guy was!
"This Thunder Eagle King can almost be said to have stepped into the ranks of fourth-order monsters with half of its feet. Otherwise, why would it be so difficult to deal with!"
Chen Mo used the long knife of the young man surnamed Cui to chop down the centipedes blocking the road, while looking at the position of the Thunder Eagle King behind him with vigilance. Although he had lost the protection of the White Deer Umbrella, the Silver Flower Mirror that had followed him all the way was still there. Now, it is a piece of cake to restrain the thunder beads launched by ordinary Thunder Eagles with the gray aura of destruction.
Chen Mo had already planned that if the Eagle King pounced on him again, he would use the third form of the Qianxuan Dun Sword to have a head-on confrontation. Even if he lost, he would still try his best to chop off the eagle. claw.
Otherwise, after being harassed five times and three times like this, Chen Mo would always be exhausted, so he might as well show off a powerful blow to teach this monster a lesson, and instead go to trouble other monks instead of messing with him.
The wings of the Thunder Eagle King flapped in the air, and the sharp eagle eyes turned strangely for the first time. It seemed that he felt the difference between this person and other monks. It was a bit difficult to succeed in the attack. It was better to ambush those who came from the west. The monk running away.
Even though it has no intelligence, he can roughly judge the strength of the enemy. It turns its target and focuses on several monks in Sunset Valley, making everyone scream in pain!
On the other side, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Thunder Eagle King had changed the target of his attack. The speed of chopping centipedes in his hand continued to increase. In addition to dealing with the occasional attacks from a few Thunder Eagles, the rest of the dangers It can be ignored.
After all, he was not the only one climbing Qimao Mountain. Most of the thunder beads were attracted by the monks from the other two sects.
"Senior Brother Chen, please come and save Bai Hua!! He is dying!!"
After about half a cup of tea, Chen Mo fought his way to a position close to the top of the mountain. Suddenly he heard Lu Tian's sad voice, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly arose in his heart. He moved three minutes faster with his hand and split the nearby Behind the swarm of centipedes, he dodged in front of a few people and easily spotted Bai Hua, whose lips had turned purple. He was being held behind An Zihan's back with a sluggish expression. His hands were hanging down weakly, and his breath was as thin as a breath. Silk.
"Get out of the way!!"
Chen Mo yelled angrily, and immediately threw nine flying swords. As he was making seals with one hand in the air, one after another terrifying sword energy bombarded him alternately from the sky, forcibly blasting out a path forward from the pitch black. , the sword light was incomparable, and countless centipede corpses were scattered everywhere, which made several disciples of Fuyun Sect feel horrified!
Taking this opportunity, Chen Mo and a few others broke out of Centipede's encirclement and took the lead to reach the peak of Qimao Mountain. Looking around, they could see a panoramic view of nearly a hundred feet, with only countless gravels. As for the traces of the monsters, Not a single one was found.
The centipede group and the Thunder Eagle seemed to be afraid of something. After a few people reached the top of the mountain, to Chen Mo's surprise, they did not follow. This gave Chen Mo a chance to save people. He hugged Bai Hua's body and walked quickly for another thirty years. Duozhang leaned his back against a stone. Chen Mo took out a healing elixir of the highest quality from the storage bag and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
Zhao Qingyun, An Zihan, Zhou Qi, Lu Tian and others watched the scene in front of them in silence, with sad expressions on their faces.
Chen Mo felt his pulse with his left hand, and his heart went cold. The poison of the third-order centipede could not be resisted by the body of the same monk. At this moment, the poisonous gas had already attacked his heart. Even if the Golden Pill monk took action, it would be difficult to save Bai Hua's life. .
"I'm sorry...Junior Brother Bai..."
For the first time in the world of cultivation, Chen Mo felt ashamed and remorseful. As the leading monk of the Fuyun Sect, the death of his fellow sect was like a slap in the face to him. As soon as he said a few words of apology, he sighed. , I can’t talk anymore.
"Senior Brother Chen, am I hopeless?"
Bai Hua's voice was extremely weak, and you could only hear it clearly if you were close. The two tiny holes between his eyebrows were still dripping with purple blood, which dripped down and stained the Fuyun Sect's robes.
An Zihan and others' eyes were red, their lips were pursed, and they all turned their heads away. No one dared to tell him the cruel truth.
Chen Mo also had mixed feelings in his heart. An hour ago, he was calling his senior brother, but now he was separated from the yin and yang. This depressed mood was uncomfortable, so he chose to remain silent.
Bai Hua's hands suddenly felt an inexplicable strength, supporting the ground and arching his body upwards. With this momentum, his eyes became brighter again, and he said intermittently: "This is what my destiny is... ...It has nothing to do with these senior brothers...Stop blaming yourself..."
"Junior Brother Bai, if you have anything else you want to say, let's say it together," Chen Mo sighed and said slowly.
"I still have some elixirs in my storage bag... take them and... divide them. This is what I... can do... my last contribution..."
After saying that, Bai Hua squeezed out a smile on his face, as if he wanted to show it to Zhao Qingyun: "Brother Zhao... I'm going to take the first step. You must succeed in building the foundation, otherwise..."
Zhao Qingyun's tears flowed uncontrollably. It was obvious that the two of them had a very good relationship in Fuyun Sect. At this moment, he knelt down and held Bai Hua's hand tightly. He said in a trembling tone: "Don't worry, brother! I, Zhao Qingyun, will always be with you." I remember having a friend like you..."
"So good..."
Chen Mo turned his head and didn't take another look. He only heard Bai Hua's voice getting smaller and smaller, until he completely disappeared. Then he faced everyone again and said in a low voice: "Bury Junior Brother Bai on the spot and rest." In just one stick of incense, we set out again."
If the monks were killed instantly, they had never felt like this. Seeing their fellow disciples fall before their eyes, they felt helpless and frustrated. This was the first time for several of them to encounter this situation. After listening to Chen Mo's order, they all responded in a low voice. yes.
Chen Mo had consumed a bit too much spiritual energy in the previous fight, so he took this opportunity to refine a few pills to ensure that he was at his peak at all times. Bai Hua's death made Chen Mo solemnly learn a lesson. If there is another incident in the future, If you have the opportunity to be a leader, you must put the safety of yourself and your team members first, and everything else is secondary.
After all, monks only have hope when they are alive, and there is nothing when they die.
The insights gained from using blood in the Forgotten Land benefited Chen Mo a lot in the following hundreds of years of cultivation. Relying on the strength of his teammates in the team, Chen Mo was saved several times, which I won’t mention here.
The time for a stick of incense passed quickly. The four of them made a simple grave bag at a very remote place on the top of the mountain and buried it together with Bai Hua's magic weapon halberd and storage bag. An Zihan wanted to put it on the wooden sign He was about to carve Bai Hua's name, but Chen Mo stopped him.
"Don't let outsiders disturb Junior Brother Bai's purity, that's all."
Chen Mo glanced at the paved grave and slowly said to everyone: "People cannot be resurrected after death. Naturally, the remaining monks need to live more cautiously. I made a rough observation here while you were digging the hole. In one circle, the entire top of the mountain is basically safe, as long as we don't provoke those demonic snakes under the boulders."
After seeing the traces of many stones being moved around, Chen Mo finally understood the reason why the centipedes and the thunder eagles refused to come up. This Qimao Mountain has become the territory of the monsters, and their territories cannot be violated. , once they cross the hillside, they are out of their control, so naturally they won’t pursue them.
Chen Mo relied on his powerful spiritual consciousness to detect the demonic snakes under several rocks. Although they were all second-level existences, they were all sleeping. Unless they were deliberately provoked or accidentally hit the boulder, they would not take the initiative. attacked.
Chen Mo briefly discussed the situation with a few people, and then asked An Zihan to take the lead in clearing the way. Lu Tian and Zhou Qi were behind, and Zhao Qingyun was the pioneer to explore the way, exchanging information with a few people. Chen Mo sat in the center, commanding the troops. Control the overall situation and prevent the Centipede Swarm incident from happening again.
The journey across the top of the mountain went particularly smoothly. Under Chen Mo's command, he did not encounter any monsters. As for the disciples of the other two sects, they had just reached the top at this time, and several people from the Fuyun Sect had already left them far behind. later.
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