Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

Chen Mo looked at Wan Changru and said coldly, "Isn't he disappointed?"

Wan Changru gradually recovered his composure and looked at Chen Mo with a gloomy face: "It's really disappointing. You don't even know how many people are expecting you to die."

"You planned the accident!" Chen Mo asked.

Wan Changru's expression was indifferent: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"In front of me, you don't need to hide, you know my methods!" Chen Mo stared coldly at Wanchang Confucianism.

Wan Changru looked at Chen Mo without being timid, and said solemnly: "If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense. Now it is a society under the rule of law. Even if you are from the martial arts world, I can sue you for slander!"

"Evidence?" Chen Mo sneered, "Do you need evidence for what I do?"

Chen Mo broke out with an undisguised killing intent. If he hadn't cared about the Huaxia official, Chen Mo would have killed Wanjia long ago.

Now Wanjia dares to play black hands on Li Sufang and Wen Qing. Even if they break with the Huaxia official, Chen Mo will not leave Wanjia this time bomb that will detonate without knowing when.

Chen Mo slowly walked towards Wan Changru's desk, as if death descended.

Wan Changru was frightened. He knew better than anyone that the shameless young man in front of him was a genuine executioner.

"what you up to?"

Wan Changru swallowed hard and felt the air became a little depressed, especially the monstrous killing intent emanating from Chen Mo, which was like a huge steel palm that strangled his throat and made him breathless. .

"Punish you three tribes!"

Chen Mo said lightly, but his voice was like coming from Jiuyou Hell, which made people creepy.

"Dare you!" Wan Changru roared in horror.

"My second brother is a high-ranking military official, and my third brother is a deputy leader of the city. If you dare to move me, Huaxia officials will not let you go!"

Chen Mo remained unmoved, and said lightly: "So what?"

Chen Mo reached out and grabbed Wan Changru's wrist, and with a light stroke, a blood sword flew out.

Chen Mo slowly stretched out his hand, just to hold the blood sword in the void: "Since you dare to slap my family, you have to bear the consequences!"

"I want you to see with your own eyes that the three tribes of the Wan Family will die in front of you!"

Chen Mo also pointed to a sword, and drew a magnificent array in the void, which took ten minutes to complete.

Finally, Chen Mo volleyed the blood that he had taken from Wan Changru to the great formation.

A burst of spiritual power was shot, and the entire array was instantly activated, emitting a blood-red light, which looked like the door of **** opened!

"Blood chasing the soul formation, punish the three tribes of this blood!"

Waves and ripples radiated out from the room in all directions, following the mysterious and complicated avenue of **** patterns between heaven and earth, following the blood of the three generations of Wanchang Confucianism.

Wan Changru was horrified. Although he didn't know what Chen Mo was doing, he could feel the fear that came from the depths of his soul.

Wan Changru exclaimed: "What are you doing? You are from the martial arts world and cannot interfere in the world of secular affairs. You may not be afraid of official anger, but do you want your family to bury you with you!"

"stop it now!"

Chen Mo didn't pay attention to him at all, and slowly injected spiritual power into the Bloodline Soulchaser Formation.

In the void, the Blood Chasing Soul Array is like a holographic projector, with faces emerging one after another, all of whom are direct blood relatives of Wanjia.

In a quiet room, Wan Wenyou is wearing casual clothes and reading in a wheelchair.

A strange wave in the void that was invisible to the naked eye was connected to Wan Wenyou.

Suddenly, his face changed, and a gray flame erupted from his blood, instantly becoming a burning man.

In the picture, you can only see Wan Wenyou falling from the wheelchair and rolling on the ground, but no sound can be heard.

But anyone can feel the heart-piercing pain of Wan Wenyou.

As soon as the picture turned, Wan Changfeng, who was speaking to a group of soldiers on the military training field, suddenly burned with grey flames all over his body inexplicably. A group of panicked soldiers quickly lifted water and poured water on Wan Changfeng.

But the gray flame burned from the inside out, and the ordinary water could not be extinguished at all. A group of soldiers could only watch Wan Changfeng be burned to ashes.

Then, the picture changed again. The deputy leader of Hanyang City, Wan Yuxiang, who was presiding over the meeting in the conference room, also burned without warning, and a gray flame engulfed him.

But this gray flame burned no other objects except the people of Wanjia. Because this is the fire of the law only for blood, the combustibles of this flame are only those who carry the blood of thousands of families.

Wan Changru was horrified at the scenes that appeared in the Bloodline Soul Pursuit Array, but he didn't believe it. He felt that all of this was a blinding technique used by Chen Mo.

However, until a young man from a subsidiary of the Meihua Group suddenly appeared, Wan Changru suddenly lost his attitude.

"No, no, stop, stop!"

This young man, Chen Mo, didn't know him. He was the illegitimate son of Wan Changru, a spy who had been planted in the Meihua Group a long time ago.

He hides it well, but in front of the bloodline chasing the soul formation, all disguise is of no use. The bloodline laws that exist between heaven and earth will wipe out all the bloodlines within the three generations of Wan Chang Confucianism.

Unless the strength of a member of the Wanjia surpasses Chen Mo, none of the three generations of the Wanjia can escape.

The same scene is being staged in various cities at the same time, even the daughter of Wan Changru, who is far away in the United States, has not escaped the bloodline chasing the soul.

Wan Changru knelt in front of Chen Mo with a puff, tearfully kowtowing his head and begging for mercy: "Stop, I beg you, stop! I'm willing to do anything you want, please leave a way for my Wanjia!"

Wan Changru once assumed many ways for Chen Mo to retaliate. He felt that no matter how Chen Mo retaliated, even if he killed him, it was within the range he could bear.

However, the means of the great cultivator of God Transformation is not what a mortal can imagine.

The means of revenge that Chen Mo chose, let alone Wan Changru, couldn't bear it, even the entire Wanjia could not bear it!

The Wanjia tribe, this is equivalent to erasing all the people who have a relationship with Wanjia from this world, which is equivalent to completely obliterating the existence of Wanjia!

Wan Changru could not accept it, or even imagine it!

At this moment, the second-generation characters of Wanjia have been killed, and it is the third-generation Wanjia's turn immediately.

Chen Mo slowly stretched out his hand, preparing to end the blood chasing formation.

However, thinking of what Wanjia had done to him in the previous life, Chen Mo raised his hand and slowly lowered it.

In his previous life, he had always believed that Li Sufang had died in a car accident. Until today, he did not understand that all of this was a conspiracy of Wanjia.

Chen Jingye, who was struck by Li Sufang's death, was depressed and died soon after.

Then it annexed the Meihua Group and forced Chen Mo to almost commit suicide. In order to protect Chen Mo, Wen Qing committed herself to marrying Wan Wenyou.

After ruining Wen Qing, the Wan family broke their promises and continued to suppress Chen Mo, eventually forcing Chen Mo to commit suicide by jumping off the building.

When Wen Qing learned the truth, she was ashamed and frustrated and hanged herself in the Wanjia villa.

If Chen Mo happened to be taken away by the Immortal Emperor Donghua, he would have to cry out in the underworld.

Even after six hundred years, this painful experience is still a pain that Chen Mo can never let go of!

Those blood feuds are today, and they are still like yesterday to Chen Mo.

"Wanjia, you owe me too much!"