A flawless white lotus rose suddenly after three flying swords passed by.
With Chen Mo's distant finger, the killing move composed of sharp sword energy began to fly and spin rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, countless silver-white filaments poured out crazily from inside the lotus.
Hundreds of silver sword energy followed the direction he pointed, like fish swimming towards the wide sea. No matter the rocks, passes or dangerous peaks, they were not enough to stop them!
Chen Mo looked at his technique in surprise.
The power of this blow was far beyond his imagination. The crisscrossing sword energy struck the wound on the flank of the giant beast dozens of feet away, and the sound of swords clashing could be heard endlessly.
But with the foreshadowing of the first fifty or so silver rays, the extremely hard skin burst open with a bang after a period of distortion, splattering out a large stream of ink-colored blood.
The sudden change shocked all the cultivators present. With the huge burst of blood, everyone's attention was attracted.
In this moment of life and death crisis, there is actually a monk who is squandering his spiritual power. He would just run away. The most puzzling thing is, why did he go to such a thankless effort to bombard this giant puppet beast that has been dead for many years?
"Who is this person?! What a domineering power of sword energy!"
"too strong......"
"Could it be...could there be a master in the foundation building stage here?!"
Before some of the monks could recover, they suddenly heard someone shouting in surprise:
"Who did this? Fellow Taoists, come in quickly! You can avoid the shock power of the giant turtle here!!"
"What....."
"How can it be?!"
When everyone looked at the bursting wound, the black blood had dried up. Behind the dried position, a half-foot-wide incision had been opened. That was the monster's abdomen. As long as they could hide in, they might be able to escape from the giant turtle. Save a life.
"Quick! Let's all attack together and blast this place away! If it's too late, we'll all die here!!"
The monks who had shouted loudly had clearly realized before they started shouting that this was something that could not be accomplished by one person alone. Now they were all grasshoppers tied to a rope, and only a temporary alliance could have a way out!
Otherwise, who would be stupid enough to announce the chance of survival so loudly?
"Okay, fellow Taoist, let me help you!"
"Go! Ice Thorn!"
"Even I can contribute a small amount..."
The colorful stream of light reflected by the spells and countless spells continuously bombarded the wounds caused by Chen Mo previously.
The giant turtle took another three steps back. Just as Chen Mo expected, the cultivators began to cooperate in a compromise. Since he performed the spell near the neck of the giant turtle, most of the cultivators behind him were hanging on the tail and did not look at it. It makes sense.
"It should be in time..."
Chen Mo watched all this quietly.
If he had done it himself, he could have opened the wound in his abdomen, but in that case, his own strength would be exposed. No matter when and where, Chen Mo would keep a low profile in his heart.
It is not a good thing for a big tree to attract wind. First of all, Chen Mo is not a murderer. There is no need to clean up all the cultivators here.
Secondly, this is just a trial in the secret realm, and one day it will eventually go out. Chen Mo can't help but let every fish that slips through the net go, and the bloodbath of other sect disciples has spread to the ears of other sects. Chen Mo still Are there any down days?
The giant rotting turtle slowly retreated, about seven to eight feet away. At this moment, the gap in its abdomen was finally opened by these monks. It was full of rotten flesh and blood, exuding a strong stench. the smell.
"Firestone!! Come in and bring your own firestone!!"
A monk rushed in at the lead, the weak firelight in his hand flickered for a while, and then disappeared into the vast darkness.
Every monk would store some of these luminous stones. Seeing that more than ten cultivators had stepped into his abdomen, Chen Mo's eyes moved and he drew a long trajectory in the air, aiming straight for the hole in his abdomen that had been formed. .
Of course, Chen Mo did not release Condensing Light Refining Color. This layer of shield could be retracted and released according to his will. It only took a while for Chen Mo to understand the trick, so it was not too awkward to use.
"What a useless beggar, get out!"
Although the hole in the abdomen is open, there are so many cultivators who want to hide that they can't squeeze in. How can they let the extra people get a share of the pie?
In an instant, six or seven terrifying attacks, like howls from the underworld, hit the skinny figure.
"court death!"
Chen Mo didn't want to cause more trouble, but these monks insisted on provoking him. The flying sword from before turned into a blue thunder, and when he thought about it, it suddenly shot out in a sword-drawing style!
"——Whoosh!"
The originally powerful attack was like a paper toy before the rapid thunder. A single sprint easily wiped out the joint attack of six people!
The deadly lightning did not stop, but accelerated again on the spot, heading straight for the cultivator who was casting a spell towards Chen Mo.
"Hurry up!!"
The cultivator's pupils shrank, and his hair stood up involuntarily. He swore that this was the fastest speed in his life, and a small iron-like shield was quickly blocked in front of him!
As soon as this object appeared, a chilling aura surrounded him, and the monks who were close to him felt that even their breathing had stopped.
Unfortunately, with half-step of foundation-building cultivation as his foundation, the speed of the sword-drawing gesture was far beyond what he could fully comprehend.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo landed near the turtle's belly. The moment he raised his hand to recall the flying sword, the head also fell to the ground with a thud from behind the small shield.
Without the blessing of its owner, the small shield's aura collapsed and dissipated almost at the same time. Chen Mo flicked his wrist, and the magic weapon and the man's storage bag fell into his hands.
The remaining five people who had taken action were so frightened that they turned around and ran away!
No one dared to delve into whether the flying sword cut off his head first, or whether it broke through the barrier and then decapitated him, but no matter what the situation was, the person in front of them was an existence they could not mess with!
Outside the giant turtle, the fierce wind roared continuously.
After witnessing Chen Mo's ability to instantly kill the same level with one breath, the dozen monks at the end escaped faster than a rabbit. The queue that originally took a while to end, all got into the belly of the giant turtle within a few breaths.
At this point, except for those who jumped down to escape when they saw the situation was bad, and the monks who were fighting with Meng Qianqiu in the turtle shell, there was no life on the giant turtle.
Even if there is, it will be dead after this impact.
At this time, the giant turtle charged forward again, but Chen Mo did not dare to stay any longer. He also hid in the demon's belly with a string of glowing crystals.
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