Chapter 1983

There is no rival under daozun.

Emperor Zhenwu was injured by Chen Mo, and even fell.

Such a situation makes the gods stupefied, confused eyes are looking at Chen mo.

When Chen Mo raised his hand, the original power of the five elements diffused from the palm, giving birth to the burning flame, the sharp golden awn, the soft water element, and the heavy earth gravity. The four forces became extremely powerful under the promotion of the wood property.

It seems that the friars of the five elements are dealing with emperor Zhenwu, which contains strong killing power.

"When you deal with the friars of the five elements, you are doomed to die one day."

"Emperor Zhenwu, let's die!"

As Chen Mo's voice fell, the power of the five elements penetrated into emperor Zhenwu's body and directly destroyed his internal organs, limbs and bones, which made emperor Zhenwu look extremely ferocious.

"Chen Mo, injustice has its head, and debt has its owner. I didn't expect that I would die under the attack of the five elements and fall into your hands. I'm not unjust." Emperor Zhenwu exhausted his last breath to say these words. His body broke up on the spot and turned into the power of Zhenwu flying all over the sky.

At this moment, everyone's heart was shocked and his eyes were jumping wildly.

"How is it possible that emperor Zhenwu should die under the attack of the origin of the five elements?"

If you did not see it with your own eyes, you could not believe your eyes. After the five row of monks fell down, there was only one essence, but their strength could not kill the emperor.

But with the exception of Chen Mo, Emperor Zhenwu would die.

Tiandaozong!

"Lord, find out the reason." In a magnificent hall, the famous white haired old man took back his hands. A heavy color crossed his brow. "After my speculation, because Chen Mo dealt with emperor Zhenwu, it would rain in the fairyland."

"Emperor Zhenwu can become the master of the immortal court. He has the spirit of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. Compared with Chen Mo, the rebellious generation, Emperor Zhenwu's death is a complete doomsday."

"Doom?" The leader of tiandaozong was a man in black. His brow frowned, and the air of forest diffused from his body, which made all the elders of tiandaozong embarrassed.

Tiandaozong has been standing in the fairyland for countless years. It has the right to exercise tiandaozong, and can kill those who violate tiandaozong.

However, Chen Mo is already a part of the way of heaven when he understands the law of the way of heaven.

After the last incident, people of tiandaozong hated Chen Mo to the bone.

Now Chen Mo killed emperor Zhenwu, which surprised all the strong members of tiandaozong.

Even the man in black at the moment had a cloudy look.

"What a Chen Mo! Emperor Zhenwu respected him as the master of Xianting, and he died in your hands."

Qin Xuantian, the leader of tiandaozong, is shining with his eyes. His cold hands are gradually pressed on the armrest. His eyes are gloomy. If there is a chill, he looks very ugly.

"Chen Mo was able to kill Zhenwu emperor Zun with the help of the five elements friars' original strength."

"Now that he has killed emperor Zhenwu, the original power of the five elements no longer exists, and he is seriously injured. In order to avoid another accident, let the people of the three immortals court deal with Chen Mo first."

Qin Xuantian's words fall, and the people of tiandaozong look at each other for a long time, even if they start to contact the strong men of the three immortals.

All kinds of information spread out from tiandaozong.

Soon, the elder of tiandaozong received the information from the two immortals.

"Suzerain, good news. Nanwuxianting is willing to send someone to deal with Chen Mo, and what he sent is Wutian Buddha."

"There is also good news in liudao Xianting. Against Chen Mo, 300 superior gods and five martial gods are dispatched, and the leader is the ancient cloud Lord God."

As these voices fell, Qin Xuantian looked happy and said with a smile: "the power of wudian Buddha and Guyun God is good. If they can deal with Chen Mo, they will succeed."

"But why didn't you send someone to deal with Chen Mo?"

Qin Xuantian's smile just came out was a little solidified.

Although Chen Mo can't be dealt with by the three immortal courtyards, the current fairyland is just like a standing position. Yaochi immortal court doesn't want to deal with Chen Mo, but obviously doesn't want to stand on the side of tiandaozong.

"Lord, as far as I know, there is a subtle relationship between Luoli and Chen Mo in yaochi Xianting."

At this time, Tian operator said: "once thousands of years ago, Luo Li and Chen Mo went into a pair, but somehow, Chen Mo suddenly disappeared."

As soon as this remark came out, Qin Xuantian looked moved, "a thousand years ago, was that not the age of the emperor of Donghua?"

"But now, why is Chen mo the inheritor of samsara daozun? Is there any connection between them and Donghua emperor?"

Qin Xuantian's aura suddenly appeared, and he had a whimsical idea.

Thousands of years ago, it was not only the era of reincarnation, but also the era of Donghua emperor.

However, the emperor of Donghua seemed to be a flash in the pan, leaving few records. Samsara daozun was active in the fairyland. Later, his whereabouts were also unknown. It was only when Chen Mo became famous that samsara daozun reappeared.

But for this Donghua emperor, Qin Xuantian is still extremely scared. He is a god like figure.

Zhenwu Xianting, with the death of Zhenwu emperor Zun, there is a sense of Xiaosha all around.

Countless strong people in Zhenwu fairy court look at Chen Mo, and their looks are very complicated.

It's not that they didn't want to deal with Chen mo.

But at the thought of Chen Mo's strength, these people began to retreat.

But at this time, Chen Mo slowly opens his mouth.

"Emperor Zun is dead. When will you wait until you surrender?"

"Hum, even if you kill emperor Zun, we are not afraid of you." Chen Mo, the main god of Zhenwu fairy court, stares at her eyes. She is extremely fierce and tries to fake tiger power.

However, Chen Mo smiles and doesn't speak.

Next to Ling Qingxue, Chen Mo's life law has restored her injury.

Looking at Chen Mo, she said: "little younger martial brother, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. It's easy to fight and hard to defend. Zhenwu Xianting is a mess. We must leave."

"The Third Elder martial sister's words are reasonable. Zhenwu Xianting will stay here for a while, and I'll ask for it when I'm strong."

Chen Mo takes a reluctant look at Zhenwu Xianting.

His strength is not strong enough, and there is no capable person. Zhenwu Xianting is a burden to Chen mo.

Chen Mo and Ling Qingxue look at each other and are about to leave.

"Ta! Tarts! "Yes

But at this time, came a series of heavy and powerful footsteps.

Chen Mo followed the sound and saw that he was a powerful general.

In their hands, they all have a top-notch artifact.

If you look carefully, there are 300 generals in front of them. There are five strong leaders in front of them. All of them are proud and powerful.

"Younger martial brother, there are three hundred superior gods and five martial gods. If my guess is right, there must be a leader." Ling Qingxue said solemnly.

Her words fall, Chen Mo spits out a foul breath.

Three hundred gods!

Five martial gods!

Another leader is the LORD God.

No matter how you look at it, such a huge lineup can almost sweep the sky.

Chen Mo is just a monk. Even with the help of Ling Qingxue, he is not their opponent.

However, this is just the beginning.

But on the top of the cloud in the distance, suddenly there is a golden light. The obscure Sanskrit is transformed into flying characters from the sky, and the lotus terrace appears in a moment.

The lotus stand is constantly rotating, emitting 360 degrees of glorious Buddha light. Even if there is a gold body rising from the central position of the lotus stand, the body straight into the sky sits on the lotus stand, just like a Buddha, which has the meaning of universal salvation.

He has big ears and fat head. His eyes are kind. When his hands are together, the golden light blooms out of his body again.

The next moment there will be a loud voice spread out.

"Little benefactor Chen Mo, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. There is no immortal court in the south, no Amitabha Buddha in the south.