Chen Mo flicked his sleeves, and the storage bag on the corpse, pulled by his spiritual power, easily tore off the string around his waist and shot towards his position.
For a monk who would kill him as soon as he met him, Chen Mo just treated him in his own way, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
"This disciple of the Underworld Sect is not weak in cultivation. Maybe there will be some unexpected gains in the storage bag..." Chen Mo thought in his mind.
The process of raising his hand only took a few breaths, but the moment his fingertips touched it, the huge body of the desolate giant turtle suddenly shook, and a strong air flow roared past from the dark front like an overwhelming mountain!
Chen Mo was caught off guard and was hit hard by the sudden strong wind on the giant turtle, which made him breathless. The storage bag he was about to get was also thrown out by the shock.
"My storage bag!" Chen Mo exclaimed!
At the same time, the desolate giant turtle speeded up again for some reason. Chen Mo was bounced several feet high by it. Seeing that he was thrown down, Chen Mo suddenly thought out and took out a flying sword from his waist, holding the blade tightly with both hands. Stab downwards towards the body of the giant beast!
"——Pfft!"
It didn't sound like it was piercing flesh and blood. The flying sword pierced nine inches into the giant turtle's neck. Fortunately, it had suffered a wound here. If it were to pick a spot of intact skin, it might not be so easy.
Chen Mo couldn't care about that anymore. At this time, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his legs were hanging outside the giant turtle and swinging wildly. This was not the solution. Chen Mo's eyes moved, and he stepped on a damaged turtle shell with his left foot. The man is like a monkey hanging upside down from the front of the giant turtle's neck.
He was not the only one who was affected. Nearly a hundred cultivators hanging on the shell of the rotting giant turtle were all knocked to pieces. Chen Mo alone saw as many as five people being blown away!
Another cultivator was even more miserable. The moment he was blown out, he had no time to activate his spiritual power, and crashed directly into a sharp rock. A thin line of blood was cut from his chest, and then his internal organs were filled with blood. .... They rushed out and splashed out, broken and dripping, and the strong smell of blood quickly dispersed.
After the strong wind, there was a dense rain of gravel. These stones originally did not have much power, but under the blessing of the desolate giant turtle at full speed, each one was like a hot star, spraying wildly and indiscriminately from any position in the cave. Down.
For a moment, the cultivators surrounding the giant turtle were in a hurry!
No one knows when the gravel rain will stop. Some monks summoned a protective light curtain around them, and some used low-level spells to deal with it. Every gravel was shattered by the pop-up fireball. , and even worse, they directly took out the magic weapon that saved their lives, and clung to their last breath amidst the dense noise of clanking.
"What an idiot! You're wasting your spiritual power at this moment!" While still struggling to support himself, Ren Tao did not forget to snort and sneer at others.
"Brother Ren! Don't make mistakes at fifty steps! Since you and I have agreed to cooperate with each other, why don't we come closer here!?" A middle-aged monk who firmly grasped the corner of the tortoise shell pulled out from between his teeth. I squeezed out a sentence.
Unless absolutely necessary, Ren Tao didn't want to hand over his back to a strange monk, but he couldn't explain it clearly. He was just stalling for time, hoping that the rain of gravel was about to end, so that he wouldn't have to change positions.
"——Whoosh!"
Several hot stones smashed Ren Tao's purple light curtain. Before he could react, a star struck his left knee. The pain caused him to almost loosen his hand, "Brother Ren." Stop trying to be brave!" The middle-aged monk has been practicing for many years, and naturally saw his scruples, and said hurriedly: "Even if I want to harm you, I will never do it now, let's get through the difficulties together!"
"...Okay!" Ren Tao's expression changed. He originally wanted to arrange another layer of protection, but he reluctantly agreed to the cultivator's invitation. For no other reason than this man was also resisting the rain of gravel. , how can you have the energy to sneak attack on him?
In the first half-quarter of an hour when the gravel rain hit, there were many collaborations similar to the one between Ren Tao and the middle-aged monk. After all, if you were wary of others at this time, you would definitely be the first to suffer misfortune.
After fighting to this point, no one wanted to give up so easily, so a short-term alliance became the best way.
"Pa bang bang..."
With such a dense rain of gravel, even with the protection of heavy water fish scales, Chen Mo was always frightened. He seemed to be a carp in a pond in the rainstorm, and there was only the fierce sound of the rain falling into the pond. Other than that, there was no other sound. Nothing else.
"We can't go on like this!" Chen Mo thought something bad in his heart. Heavy water fish scale armor is a rare magic weapon. If it is damaged here, wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources?
Chen Mo's eyes flashed, and his consciousness quickly explored the surroundings at the same time. He wanted to find a new foothold in the circle of the tortoise shell.
However, just as he was looking around, the giant desolate turtle seemed to have arrived at its destination, and without saying a word, it crashed into a solid wall at the bottom of the abyss!
Just one impact caused half of its head to be missing. The solid wall was covered with its brown blood and red and yellow filthy smell. It is conceivable that many cultivators who exist on it will be What an end!
Several miserable sounds of pain suddenly came from the giant turtle, and then it quickly became quiet, as silent as death.
"——Ahem!"
As strong as Chen Mo, he was also shocked by the force of the giant turtle's forward impact, and the gravity of the turtle shell's counterattack. A stream of blood instantly overflowed from his mouth, and it also caused a lot of shock to his internal organs.
This was still protected by the heavy water fish scale armor. Chen Mo thought to himself that he didn't know how many monks would die under this sudden impact!
What made Chen Mo even more horrified was that the desolate giant turtle slowly moved backwards. It seemed like it was going to make such a collision? !
"No! If you hit me again, I will be seriously injured!" Chen Mo's pupils shrank. He didn't know what kind of situation Meng Qianqiu and others were on the turtle shell, but what he knew very well was that if he suffered like this again, he would no longer be able to fish in troubled waters. Feel confident!
"Is it possible that we really have to go to this point..."
Chen Mo's thoughts hesitated at this moment. The black stone hidden in Chen Mo's Dantian was the biggest secret of his practice so far.
Before joining the Fuyun Sect, he had used the fifth level of Qi refining with Yin spirit power to fuse with black stones, and escaped with his life from the hands of the elite disciples of the demonic path who had perfected Qi refining.
Now Chen Mo is even better than before. With the help of Qingqiu Fox, Chen Mo's cultivation at the fifteenth level of Qi Refining is even higher than the same level. The black stone is always in a saturated state. What kind of momentum can be generated by the fusion of the two? ? !
"No need at this time, wait until later!"
Chen Mo saw the giant turtle rushing towards the solid wall like crazy again. He decisively uttered two long-lost words. This was also a trump card that he had not used in the past six years!
"Fusion..."
With a thought in Chen Mo's mind, the black stone instantly turned into black mysterious spiritual power. It was different this time. After passing by the jade plate in the Dantian that contained 30% of the vitality spiritual power, what flowed through his body was instead The silver-gray spiritual power that has never been seen after mixing black and white!
"Click" sound! !
The silver-gray spiritual power turned into swift lightning and struck hard at the jade plate on Chen Mo's dantian. After a moment of lightning-fast pain, silver-white brilliance slowly gathered in front of Chen Mo!
This misty silvery snow was better than any protection Chen Mo had ever seen. Everything was formed in the blink of an eye. It was like a transparent cocoon, tightly wrapping Chen Mo inside.
At the same time, the second impact of the desolate giant turtle came again!
"—Boom!"
A roar like thunder resounded through the passage, and the spiritual energy in the space was mixed and chaotic. Chen Mo protected himself tightly and prepared to resist.
However, he was surprised to find that those twisted sound waves and air waves, after passing through the silver shield in front of him, had very little remaining power, and dissipated in front of him with a light wave.
"This...this is...condensing light and color!!"
Different from Chen Mo's surprise, more screams came one after another. Some smart monks jumped off the giant turtle after the first impact. Although the chance journey was interrupted, luckily they saved their lives!
The monks who died in the second impact were obviously those with blind confidence.
This time, the giant turtle's head had lost its shape and almost turned into a puddle of mud. However, its limbs did not stop. After a brief stagnation, the giant beast climbed up little by little and slowly moved backwards again. The earth recedes!
Chen Mo had no time to immerse himself in the excitement of possessing the Condensing Light Refining Color before he had to face this third violent impact. He was sure that he could take it, but if he resisted with brute force, it was obviously not a rational approach.
"Besides, I'm not a real foundation-building monk yet..."
What is commendable is Chen Mo's calm mind. He once consulted some foundation-building elders and deacons of the sect. Once a cultivator breaks through and becomes a foundation-building monk, what he has in his body is no longer spiritual energy, but a physical spiritual fluid. With this The spells and magic weapons triggered by this kind of spiritual creature are completely different from those in the Qi refining period.
As early as the first time, Chen Mo took an inward look at the situation inside his body. His spiritual power was neither the spiritual fluid after foundation establishment nor the spiritual energy during the Qi refining period, but something in between. The extremely high humidity in the spiritual mist, in other words, at this moment, he can only be called a half-step foundation builder!
"The thickness of the Condensing Light Refining Color is also shallower than that of those true foundation-building monks..."
There is no need to compare it with Yan Zun's. Chen Mo could tell at a glance that it was an extremely crude body protection barrier, something that could be easily broken even without a sharp blade.
Chen Mo recalled that Meng Qianqiu's condensing light and color on the Ruins Bridge seemed to be on par with his current situation. He really didn't know if the two of them competed, whose silkworm cocoon would be better?
"It doesn't matter so much, just hide for a while!!"
Even though he was vaguely aware that he was now the strongest person here, Chen Mo had no intention of killing all the monks in one fell swoop. Who could not have a few trump cards in his hand? He would definitely become the target of public criticism, so he had better stay out of sight first. Let’s talk about this round of impact!
Moreover, Chen Mo has integrated more than ten breaths, and the operation in his body is exactly the same as normal. According to the previous rules, it is not a problem to maintain the half-step foundation building for twelve hours.
I just don’t know where he will be in a coma after the fusion time, and I don’t know how weak he will be. Maybe a random monk can kill him.
"go!"
Chen Mo made a hand gesture with both hands, and when the giant turtle retreated, he shot out three flying swords. They were also the second form of Qianxuanjian Jue before. The power of Lian Destroy Ten Thousand Traces seemed to have been increased by more than three times. Together with the flying swords cast by Chen Mo, They were all buzzing and trembling violently, which was a sign that they would soon collapse under the pressure of the caster!
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