Chapter 488

"Ha ha, good boy, even I was worried about you just now. I didn't expect you to pass the thunder formation so easily!" The old man laughed.

Chen Mo looked back at the old man and asked, "do you want to come in?"

Old man ha ha a smile: "of course!"

Chen Mo grabs at the void, and the thunder burst out all of a sudden, and the thunder bursts out one after another in a terrifying manner.

A group of warriors retreat in panic and look at Chen Mo in confusion. They don't know why this happens.

After a while, the thunder gradually weakened until it disappeared.

Chen Mo said to the old man, "come in!"

"Is that all right?" Some of the warriors couldn't believe it.

The old man was also slightly surprised, but he trusted Chen Mo more. He nodded, said thanks, and stepped forward carefully.

When passing through the position of the original array, no thunder fell down, and the old man passed safely.

"Really disappeared!" All martial arts are happy.

Xia Qing's beautiful face looks complicated. Looking at Chen Mo, there is shock, doubt and more anger.

"This boy, it's hidden!"

Chen Mo looks at Nie Xiaoqian and says, "let's go!"

"Yes

The two stepped directly into the palace.

In the palace, empty, eight huge stone pillars stand in the hall, two rows of red sandalwood chairs are placed side by side, covered with dust, and the first one is an oversized chair inlaid with a piece of crystal clear jade.

This is everything in the hall.

Chen Mo and Nie Xiaoqian stand at the door and look at the scene in front of her. Nie Xiaoqian can't help but feel a little lost: "we've worked so hard to come here to have a look at the dilapidated hall? Ha ha... " Nie Xiaoqian's smile is a little bitter.

At the rear, those soldiers who followed up showed their dismay when they saw the scene in front of them.

"Elder martial brother, you died in vain!" There are young warriors who wipe their tears.

Even those old people are also disappointed.

There is no road ahead. This is the last place of the empty mountain.

It's no wonder that people are lost. No one would have thought that it would take a lot of hard work and death to see this empty hall in the end.

However, Chen Mo didn't lose heart. He knew it would not be so simple.

Chen Mo's eyes begin to scan the hall. He can feel the powerful spiritual power fluctuation hidden here. He knows that the hall is not as simple as it seems.

At this time, clang a huge sound, the hall that huge stone gate suddenly strange automatic closing, the whole hall suddenly fell into a dark.

"What's the matter? Who shut the door The warrior exclaimed.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand and took Nie Xiaoqian's hand and solemnly admonished: "no matter what happens in a while, you are not allowed to leave me for half a step!"

"Yes Nie Xiaoqian clever nod, in the dark, no one saw her blush like ripe apple.

An old voice sounded in the empty hall, the voice desolate indignation, with a deep unwilling.

"Why, why did I see the door, but I couldn't get in? Why on earth?"

In the hall, the warriors looked around in panic, looking for the source of the sound.

"Who is it? Who is talking The warrior exclaimed.

A gust of shady wind whistling in the hall, people saw a middle-aged man in white who appeared quietly on the imperial chair inlaid with huge jade in the hall.

Darkness is nothing to the martial arts. All of them have found the existence of the scholar in white.

"Who are you?" Ahead, a young warrior asked.

The scholar in white looked just a middle-aged man, but his voice was very old: "I am the master here!"

In the hall, the feeling of desolation reverberates.

"You are Taoist Cangsong!" The old man beside Chen Mo exclaimed.

"Yes, you know me!" The scholar in White said in surprise.

The old man exclaimed in horror: "how can it be! Cangsong Taoist is a man of thousands of years ago. Even if his cultivation breaks through the divine realm, he can't survive for thousands of years. Who the hell are you? "

"I said, I am Cangsong. If you don't believe it, I can prove it to you! " Said the scholar in white.

"How to prove it? Taoist Cangsong was a figure of thousands of years ago. People who knew him died long ago. I also saw it from the classics. How can you prove it? " The old man asked suspiciously.

The scholar in white laughed and said, "what's the difficulty? Now that you've heard my name, you know where it is? "

The old man said, "this is cangyun hall, the cave of Cangsong Taoist in legend."

The scholar in White said with a smile: "that's OK. If I can control cangyun hall, is it not the best proof?""Then you will prove it." The old man said in a deep voice, his face gloomy.

"Watch it!" As soon as the scholar in white raised his hand, the stone gate which had been closed in the hall suddenly opened.

As soon as the scholar in white grasped it, the stone gate closed slowly.

The old man looked frightened and said, "you are really a Taoist Cangsong!"

"If it's fake, I'll replace it!" The scholar in White said with a calm smile.

All of them were shocked. A man who lived a thousand years ago suddenly appeared in front of him. The shock was enormous.

The old man looked at Chen Mo quietly and asked in a low voice, "what do you think, little brother?"

Chen Mo looked at the scholar in white with a slight disdain on his face and said in a flat voice: "just a God, I dare to call myself my own. I don't know how to live or die!"

"Mind?" The old man and a group of martial arts people looked puzzled and didn't understand what Chen Mo meant.

However, the Taoist Cangsong changed his face wildly, looked at Chen Mo and roared: "nonsense, I am Cangsong, Cangsong is me, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Chen Mo sneered: "strictly speaking, you are not even the mind, you are just the resentment of Taoist Cangsong. I'd like to know what you've experienced before you died, leaving such a heavy resentment! "

This time, Taoist Cangsong could no longer keep calm. He stood up suddenly, looked at Chen Mo and roared: "boy, I said, I am Cangsong, Cangsong is me, I am not a complaint!"

"Yes or no, you know that." Chen Mo said lightly.

"I'll kill you!" Cangsong Taoist becomes angry and pours at Chen Mo suddenly.

"Go away!" Chen moling drinks and punches.

Bang!

Cangsong Taoist is beaten by Chen mo.

"Boy, you are not a warrior, you are an ancient descendant!" Cangsong Taoist looked at Chen Mo with shock and exclaimed.

Ancient descendants?

The eyes of the people looking at Chen Mo are full of doubts.

This time, Chen Mo more firmly believes in his own judgment. In that remote era, there must have been a very prosperous civilization of cultivating immortals on earth.

Like an Baitian's evil spirit, Cangsong Taoist regarded himself as the descendant of ancient immortal cultivators.

However, they certainly don't know that there are many immortal cultivation stars in the sky, where there are very powerful immortal practitioners.

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