Chapter 489 Heart Devouring Sword Formation

It seems that the immortal cultivators on the earth did not go out of the earth, otherwise they should be able to see the myriad races in the starry sky in the myriad worlds of cultivating immortals.

Or maybe they walked out of the earth, but An Baitian and Taoist Cangsong didn't walk out of the earth.

But all of this is just Chen Mo's guess. No one knows what happened in that distant era.

Chen Mo looked at Taoist Cangsong's resentment, and said lightly: "I am not a descendant of ancient times, I am just an ordinary earth human being. I really want to know what happened before you were alive, so that you have such a strong resentment!"

Taoist Cangsong's resentment can almost be hidden from the eyes of all warriors, making them mistakenly think that this is Taoist Cangsong himself.

One can imagine how powerful this resentment must be!

Taoist Cangsong didn't deny his resentment this time, but his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he stared blankly at the sky, revealing a hint of memory.

"Since you are a descendant of ancient times, maybe you can give me an answer." Taoist Cangsong looked at Chen Mo with a look of expectation on his face.

"Then you have to tell me what happened first!" Chen Mo said blankly.

Taoist Cangsong seemed to remember something that made him extremely angry, and couldn't help raising his voice: "Back then, my strength had already broken through the divine realm, and I became an immortal admired by everyone, but I know this is not the end, but just the beginning."

The breakthrough to the divine realm has only just begun!

All the warriors were dumbfounded. If breaking through to the divine realm is just the beginning, then what are they who have not even reached the level of a master?

Chen Mo suddenly thought of a sentence that Elder Jin once said: Wu enters the innate, and practice begins.

Innate, that is, the divine realm in the mouth of warriors. Many warriors don't understand this sentence, but if combined with Taoist Cangsong's words today, the meaning of this sentence is already very clear.

However, the warriors were even more puzzled. The divine realm has not appeared for hundreds of years. If the divine realm is only the beginning of practice, wouldn't it mean that there is no warrior in the entire Chinese martial arts world who can be regarded as a qualified practitioner!

What does the so-called practice refer to?

Taoist Cangsong looked up at the dark top of the palace, his eyes were full of anger, and his voice was filled with deep unwillingness: "I clearly saw that place, but I couldn't enter it no matter what. I don't know if it is Why, could it be that the heavens have closed the fairy gate?"

"Or, only closed the fairy gate to me?"

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!" Taoist Cangsong roared to the sky, looking crazy.

Chen Mo didn't know where the place he saw was, but Chen Mo felt that he must not have transcended the earth.

Taoist Cangsong is not an immortal cultivator. Strictly speaking, he can only be regarded as a warrior who is stronger than the ancient warriors. In his era, the classification of cultivation levels has followed the standards of warriors.

If he is an immortal cultivator, above the divine realm, it should be the Golden Core, and even an immortal cultivator of the Golden Core realm, it is impossible to transcend the earth.

"Where is he talking about?" Even Chen Mo was a little confused this time.

It seems that the earth is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface. If the earth once had a prosperous civilization of cultivating immortals, even if it fell, it would not be possible to fall to the current state.

In the dark, what is hiding?

"Where is the place you saw?" Chen Mo asked tentatively.

Taoist Cangsong suddenly looked at Chen Mo with resentment, with a look of disappointment on his face: "Why, don't you even know? You are a descendant of ancient times! If you don't even know, it seems that the fairy gate is really closed!"

Chen Mo said: "The fairy gate is not closed, what you see is not a fairy world at all."

"Nonsense, that's the Immortal World!" Taoist Cangsong retorted with anger on his face.

Chen Mo's face was flat, and he didn't argue with him, but said lightly: "Immortal, there will never be a world! The fairy world that can be seen is not the fairy world at all!"

"Immortal, there is no boundary!" Taoist Cangsong muttered to himself, as if he had realized something.

"Boy, you are indeed a descendant of ancient times. Your realm is very high. Even if I was alive, I was afraid that I would not be as good as you." Taoist Cangsong said with a smile, but his smile was a little weird.

"However, since you are here, don't even think about going out!"

What's the meaning?

The warriors looked puzzled.

Chen Mo said expressionlessly: "What do you want to do?"

Cangsong Taoist looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Of course I will kill you, absorb your cultivation base, and then accomplish what I have not done in my previous life!"

What!

Everyone was shocked!

Nie Xiaoqian asked suspiciously in a low voice: "Chen Mo, what he means is that after absorbing the cultivation of us people, can we be resurrected?"

Chen Mo nodded: "It should mean that. However, he is dreaming!"

"Dreaming? Boy, since you came here, don't even think about getting out alive!" Taoist Cangsong laughed loudly.

"Even when you were alive, I might not be afraid of you, let alone you are just a wisp of resentment now." Chen Mo said coldly, with a bit of disdain on his face.

"You're right, I may not be your opponent, but what if we add the sword array left over here?" Taoist Cangsong smugly patted the jade on the seat, and the seat suddenly exploded. A golden light rose into the sky.

Countless fluorescent lights suddenly appeared in the dark palace, like fireflies in the night sky.

But everyone knew that it would definitely not be fireflies, but countless sharp swords, countless sharp swords shining with cold light.

"Let you taste the power of this heart-biting sword array!" Taoist Cangsong said with a sneer as he sat on the suspended grand master's chair.

Chen Mo's face is serious. The power of this sword formation is definitely not something that warriors can arrange. It is probably a large formation left by those immortal cultivators in ancient times.

It seems that this place is the same as Yaowang Valley, Taoist Cangsong is not the real owner of this place, but a dove occupying the magpie's nest.

The real master should be the An family in the pagoda.

Chen Mo confessed to Nie Xiaoqian: "This sword array is powerful, and we will save our lives at all costs!"

"En!" Nie Xiaoqian nodded solemnly.

"Boy, after I kill you, I can take care of these ordinary warriors slowly. When the time comes, I can choose a good one to seize, and I can be resurrected." Taoist Cangsong said with a grinning face.

Chen Mo said coldly: "It also depends on whether you have that ability!"

"Go to hell!" Daoist Cangsong pointed his hand, and countless sharp swords in midair immediately stabbed at Chen Mo.

These sharp swords are not ordinary soldiers, but sharp swords completely transformed from spiritual power, which can directly hurt people's souls.

If he was injured by these spiritual power swords, even Chen Mo would be seriously injured.

"Be careful!" Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help exclaiming.

Countless spiritual power swords attack indiscriminately, Chen Mo can't dodge at all.

Those spiritual power swords were all inserted into Chen Mo's body, and almost none of them failed.

"Chen Mo!" Nie Xiaoqian shouted in horror.

Li Ze's face was serious, and he seemed to be in disbelief: "He, did he die like this?"

A look of surprise appeared on Yang Mingyu's face: "I really didn't expect that you died here, you died well!"