Chapter 1895 South Wuxian Court

Chapter 1895

Are you a strong immortal?

After saying a word, hot eyes immediately fell on the body of Taoist Huangyu.

However, everyone quickly shook their heads, because they felt the aura of the immortal and strong man from the body of the desolate Taoist, but instead there was a kind of chaotic primordial aura that permeated the air.

Feeling this situation, everyone had unquestionable expressions on their faces.

Obviously, none of them believed that the desolate Taoist would be a strong immortal.

But at this moment, the desolate Taoist was not exposed to his guilty conscience, but his eyes were full of arrogance.

"Everyone, I am indeed not a strong immortal, but I am a half-step immortal, and I have joined the Nanwu Immortal Court. I believe everyone here should have heard of the Nanwu Immortal Court?"

should!

Everyone rolled their eyes and were almost speechless.

Not only should they have heard of Nanwu Immortal Court, they are like thunder.

After all, the only four immortal courts in the entire fairy world include Nanwu Immortal Court. Although this desolate Taoist is only a half-step immortal master, his joining Nanwu Immortal Court makes everyone dare not easily provoke him.

So everyone looked at the desolate Taoist again, with a touch of fear on their faces.

"Everyone, as I said just now, there is only one palace, but there are hundreds of people here. In order to compete fairly, I think it is necessary to eliminate some low-level monks."

After the desolate Taoist said this, his eyes scanned the audience.

Relying on the Nanwu Immortal Court behind him, he no longer puts everyone in his eyes, but everyone has no dissatisfaction with the desolate Taoist. From this, we can see the horror of the Immortal Court.

Chen Mo glanced at the desolate Taoist indifferently, and then when his thoughts fluctuated, he scanned the entire location of the Dead Sea. Under his spying, the Dead Sea showed signs of immortality.

"It seems that there are really fallen gods here."

Chen Mo has seen the gods of Qiankun and Lingtian before, and he is familiar with the power of the gods. The position of the Dead Sea is fluctuating with divine power. This must be a fallen god, otherwise it cannot be explained. How can the location of the Dead Sea be There is a surge of divine power.

At this moment, the desolate Taoist's eyes flickered, his eyes looked around, and soon fell on Chen Mo's body, "Interesting, the monks who have crossed the robbery also came here to search for treasures, and they really don't know how to live or die!"

What! And the monk who crossed the catastrophe? "

Everyone was astonished and looked at the position where Chen Mo was. They confirmed again and again that Chen Mo did have the realm of transcending tribulation, and thoughts of disdain suddenly crossed their minds.

"When! The cultivator who crosses the robbery can also run around, kid, aren't you afraid of death?"

It was a young man who spoke.

But he is different from Chen Mo, he has the aura of the primordial realm blooming outside his body, which makes everyone know that he is the proud son of heaven, so looking at this man is also fanatical.

But they looked at Chen Mo again, and shook their heads immediately, "The same monks are not much different in age, but he is in the realm of crossing the tribulation, and others are in the realm of grandmist."

"And the worst thing about him is that he has no self-knowledge, even a cultivator who has crossed the robbery dares to come here to look for treasures."

Everyone's words and words were all meant to look down on Chen Mo.

What's more, when looking at Chen Mo, he has a superior demeanor.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mo smiled.

"Sure enough, even Hongmeng Immortal Venerable is so vile, it's hard to become a master."

Chen Mo's words were not too big, but in the silent atmosphere, they were like a heavy bomb that exploded in everyone's hearts, spreading out a monstrous anger.

"Boy, I wanted to teach you a few words, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant and ignore us. It's just right, we want to teach you a lesson and let you know our interests."

"Let's go together and teach this kid a lesson."

Seemingly becoming angry from embarrassment, several Hongmeng monks immediately surrounded Chen Mo.

However, at this moment, Honglian and other five people also came out.

They have gathered the power of the five elements and the coercion of the grandmist, and their overall combat effectiveness has surpassed that of the strong man of the grandmist.

Even in the face of the half-step immortal, Hong Lian and the others looked contented and fearless.

Seeing this scene, the few people who were supposed to face Chen Mo immediately retreated.

"Taoist desolation, these are the Five Elements monks from the Holy Land of Reincarnation. They are stronger than me but not weaker." Someone looked at Honglian with a hint of fear in his expression.

The Holy Land of Reincarnation is also a well-known force in a hundred miles, not only because of Daoist Reincarnation, but also because of the five people, Honglian, whose overall combat effectiveness is comparable to that of a half-step immortal.

Because of this, few people deal with the Holy Land of Reincarnation.

At this moment, Taoist Desolation did not expect that someone would help Chen Mo.

Thinking of this, the desolate Taoist took a few steps, and then looked down at Honglian.

"Several, you are all here to search for treasures, but you shouldn't bring a guy who is a cultivator who has crossed the robbery. The old man advises you, take him away immediately!"

With that said, the desolate Taoist flicked his sleeves, looking graceful, but it made Hong Lian and the others look a little ugly.

Chen Mo is the Holy Lord of their Holy Land of Reincarnation, and Chen Mo's combat effectiveness may not be lower than that of the desolate Taoist.

But the desolate Taoist in front of him is pretentious and doesn't take Chen Mo seriously.

This made Honglian very angry when she saw it.

Immediately, Honglian said indifferently: "Taoist desolation, everyone is here to find the palace of the gods, and you want to eliminate my holy master, don't you think it's too deceitful?"

"Your Holy Master?"

After hearing this, Taoist Desolate's eyes flickered endlessly, and then he shook his head a little and said, "The old man has never heard that there is a Holy Lord in the Holy Land of Reincarnation. After all, the Daoist of Reincarnation has disappeared for hundreds of years, and the five of you are mutually restrained. I didn’t find a suitable Holy Master, now you tell me that a mere cultivator is the Holy Master of your Holy Land of Reincarnation, you want to deceive everyone, so just say it.”

The desolate Taoist didn't believe that Chen Mo's combat power would reach the level of Hongmeng, but such a monk who crossed the catastrophe turned out to be the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Reincarnation, which made the desolate Taoist very envious of Chen Mo.

However, at the moment Chen Mo didn't have much explanation at all.

Because he found that the Dead Sea in the distance already had a familiar force emanating from it.

"What's going on? Why does this Dead Sea give me a feeling of deja vu?"

Chen Mo frowned, but at this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly brewed from his bosom.

In an instant, Chen Mo felt that his body was not in control, and he rushed towards the Dead Sea.

Whoosh whoosh!

The speed was so fast that everyone saw that Chen Mo had disappeared before they recovered.

"Damn it, this guy actually took a step ahead of us, everyone immediately followed."

Everyone shouted loudly, and immediately drove Guanghua to chase Chen Mo.

The desolate Taoist blinked his eyes, and said in disbelief, "This guy is not a cultivator, but how could he be so bold that he would compete with us for the god's treasure."

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