Chapter 169

Boom!

The stone wall was cut open by a powerful sword and collapsed.

As the smoke and dust dispersed, people began to suck in the cold air.

Behind the stone wall is a big pit, green fluorescence like tens of millions of fireflies, scattered in the pit.

It's not a gem, it's not a glowing insect, it's a phosphorous fire from the bones after death, commonly known as ghost fire.

In front of this huge hole, it turned out to be a mass grave!

Inside are dense, white bones like withered vines, and countless skulls.

This is the source of evil spirit!

"Ah! Is this hell? " Nie Xiaoqian was so scared that she lost her face. She just felt that it was the same as the only shot in the movie.

Even Ying Yixiong couldn't help taking a breath: "how can there be a mass grave in this deep mountain! Are these people all killed by yinlingzong over the years? "

Chen Mo's eyes are burning. Everything in the mass grave can't escape his eyes. There are not only bones in the pit, but also some decadent old rifles. Some rifles are equipped with rusty sharp bayonets.

"These people were not killed by yinlingzong, but by an army!" Chen Mo makes a faint voice.

Shao Zongzhu sneered: "yes, what is buried here is an army. It seems that it was a combat experienced team in those years. Only this kind of indomitable iron soldier can release so much evil spirit after death

Nie Xiaoqian looked thoughtful and suddenly said, "I seem to have just heard of this period of history. There was a troop of more than 10000 people operating in Fengshan county. At last, the troop suddenly lost contact. It is recorded that the army should have gone to the front line and died for the country. It was here that it was damaged! "

Chen Mo shook his head and said faintly: "they are not going to the front line to die for their country, but they are framed by their own people. Only when the evil spirits do not disperse can they retain their strong evil spirit, and do not disperse for decades!"

Nie Xiaoqian instantly wanted to understand that this army might have died in internal fighting.

The young master said with a scornful smile: "these stupid soldiers are useless when they are alive. They have helped me when they are dead. It's a pity that so few people die. If millions of soldiers die here, my evil spirit and physical training can be practiced to the highest level! "

In Chen Mo's eyes, there is a strong sense of killing, and a wave of anger comes to his mind. Although he has long jumped out of the secular world, those soldiers who died in order to resist aggression are still highly respected by him.

What's more, these heroes who defend their country will continue to respect him even if he becomes immortal one day!

"Disturb these souls to rest in peace, you, damn it!"

Chen Mo's face is cold, his voice is not emotional, his eyes are gray and chaotic, like a demon.

"Ha ha, boy, I admit you have two talents, but here I am God. With the constant supply of evil spirit, I am invincible! "

The young master took a deep breath, his body began to grow, and finally he became a middle-aged man in his eighties, with a face full of evil.

Maybe that's what he is.

Beside Chen Mo, Chen Songzi, who wants to save face, cheers coldly: "don't be arrogant, I'll try you!"

"Start the mountain!"

Just now, outside the cave, Chen Songzi was swept away by the big array. Now he's going all out.

Bang!

Chen Songzi takes an angry hand and uses the Tianxuan three fists taught by Chen Mo, which is enough to sweep the master of true Qi.

The strength of the young master is equal to that of the martial arts master. Chen Songzi is confident to fight!

The young master was smashed into the ground, and there was a big pit in the shape of a man on the ground. Even a master would die.

"Hey, I said, you can't kill me. Here I am God!"

The dark and horrible laughter rang out from the ground. The little Lord was covered with blood and crawled out of the big pit. The wound on his body healed slowly with the speed visible to the naked eye.

"Lao Dao, you have a good fist. It's a bit like that boy who broke my evil spirit. Did he teach you that?" Little Lord looked at Chen Songzi and said with a smile.

"Unfortunately, although you are strong, how many times can you use the attack like that? Your true Qi will eventually be exhausted, and I will never die here. When your true Qi is exhausted, it will be the time for me to frustrate you. "

Chen Songzi's face was heavy and said: "young master, he doesn't attack. It seems that he is deliberately saving his strength. When we are exhausted, it will be dangerous! Why don't we leave for a while and wait for some way to kill him! "

Chen Mo didn't speak, but looked at the arrogant little Lord and said, "do you really think I can't kill you?"

"Now I'll let you know what a real cultivator is!"

Chen Mo reaches for a move, and a jade pendant floats in the air.

Chen Mo points with his hand and penetrates with a spiritual force to activate the Sanwei zhenhuo array.

A tongue of fire came out of thin air and ignited Shao Zong Zhu's whole body in an instant.

"Ha ha, my body has already reached the point where fire and water do not invade. Do you still want to kill me with this kind of pediatrics? Dream... "

Before he finished his words, the young master suddenly screamed in horror: "how can it be? Why can this fire hurt me

The young master rolled on the spot and wanted to put out the fire on his body, but it was not an ordinary fire, but a Sanwei real fire that would be like a tarsal maggot once infected.

"Boy, what kind of fire are you? Why can't I put it out! " The little Lord kept rolling on the ground, like a personal fireball.

"This is Sanwei zhenhuo! The great sage of Qi Tian was almost burned to death, not to mention you. " Chen Mo light way, the face has no facial expression.

"What bullshit? It's all deceiving. Do you think I'm stupid?" The little Lord roared.

Chen Mo is not talking. Sanwei zhenhuo has begun to burn the body of the little patriarch.

In fact, the three flavors of true fire are the essence, Qi and spirit of the practitioners infiltrating into the fire. If there is no powerful cultivation to contend with, before long, the young master will be destroyed.

"Ah, it hurts! What kind of fire is this The little Lord roared and rolled on the ground, but he couldn't put out Sanwei zhenhuo.

"Spare my life, spare me, I will submit!" Master Shao kneels down in the fire and kowtows to Chen Mo for mercy.

Chen Mo snorted coldly: "even the souls of those soldiers dare to disturb, how can they spare you!"

"I'm wrong, master. Please forgive me. I know I'm wrong! Lord, Lord, help me The shrill voice of the young Lord reverberated in the cave.

For a moment, the body burned to ashes, and a transparent figure struggled to escape, but it was quickly burned into nothingness by the flames.

Both the form and the spirit are destroyed!

"This is the legendary destruction of both form and spirit!"

Ying Yixiong's heart is broken, and he respects Chen as if he were a god!

Chen Songzi is also the first time to see Chen mo use this method, scared to silence.

Nie Xiaoqian is to cover small mouth more, force oneself did not cry out a voice.

It's a terrible way to burn people alive.

With the death of the young master, Sanwei zhenhuo also went out, but in the place where the young master burned to ashes, a piece of dark wood was left.

Chen Mo reaches out and grabs the void, and the wood automatically flies into his hand.

Chen Mo moved in his heart and said happily, "it's a congenital spirit tree! That guy must have devoured the congenital spirit wood, so the body has a strong regeneration ability. "

"In this guy's hands, the congenital spirit wood is just a tyrannical thing. Even if it is used to cultivate immortals, the congenital spirit wood is rare. It is the material for refining top-level pills and magic weapons!"