Chapter 1285

Seeing Chen Mo's disbelief on his face, the friar calmed down consciously, then communicated with his peers consciously, but his eyes flickered all the time. Obviously, they couldn't understand Chen Mo at this time.

However, Chen Mo is still standing still, his breath is introverted, but it gives people a very strange aura. Between heaven and earth, there is no sound, and people's looks are especially dignified.

Yan Qingcheng's dry mouth slightly wriggled, and then, her eyes looked to the distant horizon, and her eyebrows could not help passing a smile, "have you finally come?"

As soon as he said this, monk Wuzhang couldn't figure it out, but they were so absorbed in the distance that even Chen Mo was looking at the distance.

I see a figure coming in the air. It's the evil spirit of killing the emperor. At the moment, the evil spirit of killing the emperor doesn't mean to do it. He comes to Chen Mo, his body is condescending.

"Chen Mo, I'm here to tell you that if you want to know the bones of the sword, you have to go through the dead sea. If not, you can't! If you wander here, you can't find the sword without dust. "

After that, he retreats quickly. Obviously, he is afraid of Chen mo.

After the last battle, the demon almost died in Chen Mo's hands. Even if he survives, he is afraid of Chen Mo and is afraid of falling into Chen Mo's hands again.

"What's going on?"

There are many unique monks in the group. They can see that the evil spirit of killing the emperor has the medium-term realm of transforming the deity. However, the evil spirit of killing the emperor is afraid of Chen mo.

Such a scene really scared them.

When is it that the powerful man who transforms God is so worthless that he is afraid of Chen Mo in Yuanying's realm.

What's more, the evil spirit of killing the emperor seems to be very terrible, and should not be afraid of Chen mo.

At the moment, Chen Mo looked at the demon and asked, "I want to know where the demon is? As for the whereabouts of the sword, I'm sorry, I'm not interested. "

Although jianwuchen was a great man hundreds of years ago, Chen Mo didn't know much about it. After all, no matter how strong he was, he was only the representative of the times.

What's more, there's a treasure left behind in the sword. It's already been excavated. Chen Mo's trip is just for nothing. It's not worth the loss. In this way, why don't Chen Mo stay where he is.

Seeing Chen Mo's indifference to the sword dust-free, the face of the demon who killed the emperor flashed a bit of struggle, and then, with a heavy look, he said: "Chen Mo, don't go, don't regret it. The bones of the sword dust-free, even in the past few hundred years, are still priceless. You're not interested, it doesn't mean others are not interested. Let's wait and see."

Looking at Chen Mo again, the evil spirit of killing the emperor broke up in the same place, but the voice left behind shocked the whole audience. The friars who wanted to retreat were ready to move at the moment.

"He is right. As a strong man hundreds of years ago, jianwuchen couldn't be so unbearable."

"If we give up this chance, we will regret it for the rest of our lives."

"So, even if there is danger ahead, I will find the clean bones of the sword."

Dozens of sanxiu are determined and resentful. They are not Chen Mo, they have so many peerless treasures.

What's more, there's never something to get for nothing, waiting for them.

"Mr. Chen Mo, goodbye." After thinking about it, someone immediately said goodbye to Chen mo.

Chen Mo nods, and San Xiu and others leave immediately.

"Chen Mo, don't we really look for the clean bones“ After those sanxiu left completely, Yan Qingcheng asked.

Chen Mo said: "don't worry. We need to find the way first. We don't have to find the bones of the sword, but we must die to kill the emperor."

With these words, Chen Mo looks around to find the way to the dead sea.

I don't know if I'm lucky. At the upstream of the dead sea, Chen Mo sees a raft coming down rapidly. The raft is made of five dark wood, and it's in a row.

Above the raft, it was empty.

"Chen Mo, here's the chance." Jian Xuanyun was very excited when he saw the raft.

He didn't come to Tianyuan to look for the sword.

The dead sea is hard to pass. It's Jian Xuanyun's fault. Now come out with a raft.

Jian Xuanyun subconsciously puts the danger behind him, and takes a step. It's obvious that he wants to get on the raft. After all, he knows that Chen Mo is not interested in Jian's clean bones.

Several disciples of Jianshan also stepped out of their legs and stood behind jianxuanyun.

"Martial uncle, this raft looks strange to me, but we have no other intention to find our ancestors."

The raft suddenly appeared, which made everyone feel strange. Although Jian Xuanyun knew that there was a problem, he didn't think much about it. He shook his head and denied, "no matter what, we must find the bones of Wu Chen's ancestors. Otherwise, how can we explain to the clan?"

As soon as Jian Xuanyun finished, the raft came to him. However, the raft was half a meter away from the shore. With the force of heaven and earth, it was inevitable that his life would be in danger.

At this moment, jianxuanyun's body shrank, and the rest of Jianshan's disciples did the same.

However, at this time, a figure flickered out. It was Chen Mo who stepped up to the raft, stabilized his legs and felt that the raft was as stable as Mount Tai.

"There's no danger. Come up“ Chen Mo said that Yan Qingcheng took the lead in taking a step. It was inspired by the Phoenix flame and twined with the red light.

With her legs on the raft, Yan Qingcheng put down her heart stone, patted her chest and asked, "Chen Mo, don't you think it's strange?"

"Just now, those scattered repairs went up the river, but they didn't find the bamboo raft. Normally, it's impossible unless they have an accident."

Yan Qingcheng finish saying this words, the eyebrow is only sad, feel the whole sky abyss all incomparably terrible.

Those scattered repairs are missing.

Including the raft now appeared, Yan Qingcheng was shocked.

"Don't think about it. They're all on the boat anyway." Ling Xuan stepped onto the raft, but she did not forget to say a word.

Later, Yang Dingtian also began to walk on the raft. Jian Xuanyun and others who stayed behind looked at each other, because they found that the number of people on the raft was full and it was difficult for them to stand on other people.

However, Chen Mo and Yan Qingcheng squeeze each other to make room for one person.

"Martial uncle, come on“ One of Jianshan's disciples said it wisely.

Jian Xuanyun didn't push away. He nodded and stepped out. However, Jian Xuanyun's right leg just stepped out, and the raft suddenly went down, causing Jian Xuanyun's body to fall into the water.

"Martial uncle...!"

"Sword Xuanyun..."“

When the crowd cheered, Chen Mo immediately took a step and grabbed the sword Xuanyun with his bare hands. The gravity between heaven and earth suddenly oppressed him, which was very majestic. Chen Mo could not help grinning.

"I can't cope with the change of momentum." Although Chen Mo is a peerless monster, he is not invincible. Facing the momentum of Tianyuan, he feels powerless.

Jian Xuanyun looks pale, looks at Chen Mo's appearance, and persuades him: "Chen Mo, let go of me. If I can come to Tianyuan with you, I will die without regret. It's a pity that I haven't found a clean grandmaster."