Chapter 125

"I didn't expect that Moyan valley was colluding with the soul hall. I'm careless."

The thought flashed in his mind, which was the disaster caused by not remembering the details of the original work. If Chen Mo knew that magic fire valley was colluding with soul hall, Chen Mo would never be so reckless.

"If I guess correctly, you are the chief leader of Lingyan Pavilion." a hoarse and strange voice came out in the black fog.

"That's right." since the other party can guess Chen Mo's identity, Chen Mo's whereabouts in the black corner area are obviously exposed.

In that case, Chen Mo didn't hide it at all.

When the words fell, the people below were shocked. The master of Lingyan Pavilion, who is rumored to be able to kill the powerful, came to the magic fire valley.

Magic burning Valley, when did you provoke Lingyan Pavilion?

Han Feng, on the side of the black fog, tightened his heart and clenched his fist with his hand hidden in his sleeve robe.

This day, still came.

Chen Mo's eyes swept from the black fog and moved to the middle-aged man wearing a herbalist robe. The badge proving the level of the herbalist on his chest proved the man's identity.

"It seems that you are Han Feng!" Chen Mo said in a deep voice.

Han Feng nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Chen Mo directly opened the door and asked the mountain, "where's my teacher?"

Han Feng was also very direct. His lips gently opened: "I'm dead."

Chen Mo's sword eyebrow frowned, his flashing eyes burned a touch of anger, the spear of the dark god condensed in his hand, raised his arm, and the spear tip pointed at Han Feng: "whether it's true or false, you're dead!"

"Jie Jie, it's the first time someone let his people die in front of him. He deserves to be the general leader of Lingyan Pavilion. He has extraordinary courage."

With the voice of Yin pity, a mysterious old man in a black robe came out of the black fog. At the moment he walked out, the black fog behind him immediately poured into the robe.

"Since the medicine dust died in your hand, the burning decision should also fall into your hand. Jie Jie, I really can't think of a reason to let you go of so many good things." the mysterious old man's words seem to be determined to eat Chen mo.

Chen Mo's Jianmei frowned again. Many people know that the medicine dust has bone spirit and cold fire, but few people know how to burn.

If the mysterious old man can know the burning decision, his identity is the same as Han Feng. His previous relationship must be very close to Yaochen.

"Want to burn?" Chen Mo smiled. Suddenly, a copy of burn appeared in his hand and said, "if you tell the teacher whether the death is true or false, what is the cause of death, and your identity, this burn will not be given to you!"

With that, Chen Mo looked at the mysterious old man with joking eyes.

Looking at the burning decision in Chen Mo's hand, the eyes of the mysterious old man and Han Feng became hot.

But the fire was hot. They didn't lose their sense of propriety.

The mysterious old man's dry face showed a sneer: "just take out a book and you can burn it. Do you think I will believe it?"

"Believe it or not." the bone spirit cold fire rose from Chen Mo's arm and spread towards the burning decision on his hand, saying, "the burning decision in my hand is only a single copy. If you don't say it again, it will disappear."

The words fell, and the bone spirit cold fire suddenly jumped up and spread to the position of Chen Mo's wrist.

Seeing this, they were surprised. The mysterious old man didn't dare to gamble. In addition, it was no big deal to tell Chen mo. they immediately said, "Han Feng's hand, Guhe took something that shouldn't belong to him, and naturally he can't live."

"You..." Han Feng looked indignant when he heard that the mysterious old man sold himself in the twinkling of an eye.

"What did you take?" Chen Mo looked at Han Feng's eyes as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Tianjie fighting skill." the mysterious old man said with a sly smile.

The words fell, and everyone's breath was much shorter below.

This is the legendary heaven level fighting skill.

Chen Mo's face was indifferent.

"Don't you move?" the mysterious old man was surprised to see that Chen Mo's eyes didn't fluctuate.

"Of course."

"But why did you..."

"Because it will be mine soon."

The words fell, not only the people below were stunned, but also the mysterious old man and Han Feng.

The mysterious old man sneered, "it seems that you don't know your current situation."

"What's the situation?" Chen Mo also sneered, "is it based on your strength?"

Hearing the speech, the mysterious old man's face changed, but he didn't show his breath. He was seen through at a glance.

"Well, I'm lazy to talk nonsense to you. Tell me who you are!" Chen Mo's eyes were sharp.

"Why don't you tell me? I'm an eight grade herbalist. The world calls me old man Mu Gu." the old man Mu Gu's hoarse voice has a sense of pride.

"Oh." Chen Muru suddenly realized and immediately played with the taste: "it's a strange disciple who was expelled from the school! Who should I be?"

Contempt, naked contempt.

When Han Feng heard this, he felt a trace of schadenfreude in his heart.

This is what old man Mu Gu hates most. His teeth are clicking. Sen Leng said, "boy, I must arrest your soul and suffer from thousands of cuts."

However, as soon as his voice fell, the bone spirit's cold fire burned the copy of the burning decision in an instant.

"Oh, sorry, my hands are shaking."

Chen Mo's pondering expression, which has a look of shaking hands.

Han Feng's look changed and looked into Chen Mo's eyes with a touch of ruthlessness.

The old man Mu Gu's face was ferocious, and his blood red eyes looked like a madman. He had been looking for it for so long, just to burn it.

Now the burning formula has been destroyed, which is almost like taking half of the life of the old man Mu Gu. He angrily said, "you want to die!"

The figure of old man Mu Gu dissipated. At the next moment, the space behind Chen Mo was distorted, and a dry claw grabbed Chen Mo's head.

Chen Mo noticed the sound of breaking the air, but he didn't hide.

Boom!

Just when old man Mu Gu thought he was going to crack Chen Mo's head, he only felt that his sharp claws were grasping on a piece of fine steel, and the resulting shock broke his finger bones.

Accompanied by the low sound of pain, the figure of the old man Mu Gu emerged in the upper left behind Chen mo.

The old man Mu Gu looked at the ghost shadow around Chen Mo's body with a heavy face and was extremely shocked.

He felt the breath of death in the virtual shadow.

The moment the virtual shadow appeared, everyone around felt a palpitation.

"Now it's my turn."

Chen Mo's figure flashed out, and his attack target pointed at Han Feng.

Because with his current strength, he can kill Han Feng.

It's hard to kill old man Mu Gu.

Seeing Chen Mo's figure flying towards him, Han Feng looked flustered. Although he was the peak of fighting the emperor, his real strength might not be able to beat his peers.

Let alone Chen Mo, who has the strength to kill douzun.

Chen Mo's speed was faster than the old man's imagination, but he didn't mention Han Feng's intention to resist.

Just when Han Feng was dying.

"Presumptuous!" a breath of the holy one came.