Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

In fact, the divine realm of the warrior is not the same as the divine realm that Chen Mo understands, and the divine realm of the warrior is not as powerful as Chen Mo imagined.

Chen Mo's vision and strength are many times higher than those of the warriors on earth, and the gods in his eyes are naturally higher than the real gods of the martial arts world.

This is like a poor man and a rich man. In the eyes of the poor, 10,000 yuan may be a lot. However, in the eyes of the rich, 10,000 yuan is his meal.

And Chen Mo is naturally the rich man, and he is still rich and oily.

Nangong Yu snorted coldly: "You are right, I have not fully reached the God Realm, but it is enough to deal with you. Sometimes, as long as the ‘quantity’ reaches a sufficient level, it will naturally cause ‘qualitative’ mutations!”

"Now, I let you see what I got from my 30 years of retreat!"

This time, Nangong Yu was not bluffing, his figure disappeared directly in place, and the next moment he had come before him, the speed was not at all lower than that of Chen Mo.

"Although I haven't reached the **** realm completely, I can do all the means of the **** realm, and I will be more than enough to deal with you!"

Nangong Yu made a dozen punches in one breath, and the power of each punch seemed to be able to tear the void.

Chen Mo didn't dare to neglect, and acted cautiously. The two figures interlaced, hitting from the ground to the air, and then from the air to the ground.

The powerful fist and wind made the Chen family who were kneeling on the ground frightened.

They are just ordinary people, and any fist blow on them is enough for them to lie in bed for a month.

The martial artists onlookers kept their eyes on them, looking at the endless figures of Nangong Yu and Chen Mo, screaming again and again.

"The speed of these two people is too fast, with the strength of the pinnacle of my inner realm, I can hardly see their attacks!"

"I can't see clearly anymore, I can only see two blurred figures flying around."

"It's not that you can't see it, it's that their speed has reached a certain level. If you can hit a dozen punches in one breath, maybe you can see their attacks clearly."

"Nangong Yu is a figure decades ago. It is reasonable to be strong, but Master Chen does not seem to be more than twenty years old. Why is his strength so strong?"

This young warrior asked the doubts of most people present, Chen Mo's strength was too strong, and it made people doubt whether he would be an old monster reincarnated and rebuilt.

The few hidden old monsters sneered and said: "There is never a lack of genius in this world. In martial arts, the most important thing is understanding and roots, followed by cultivation methods. These points should be completely ignored by Master Chen. They are all standing, and it is expected to have this kind of strength."

"So, I am really curious about what kind of exercises Chen Mo is practicing?" The young warrior said with bright eyes.

In midair, the battle between Nangong Yu and Chen Mo has become more and more intense, and their attacks have become slower and slower with the passage of time.

However, the center of their battle, the space there seems to be different from other places.

That is a sign of spiritual energy being drained.

Ordinary warriors have limited Heaven and Earth Elemental Power that can be absorbed, but Divine Realm Warriors are different. Each of their punch attacks has a huge power, and this power is supported by a massive amount of Heaven and Earth Elemental Power.

This is the reason why Chen Mo spent so much thought in the battlefield of the Five Nations, exchanging spirit stones from the players of various countries.

The strength of the immortal cultivator, every time it improves a small realm, it requires huge spiritual power assistance, far more than the spiritual power required by the martial artist to practice.

Although Chen Mo and Nangong Yu's speed has slowed down, their strength in each attack has grown stronger.

boom!

The two punched each other again in mid-air, and then separated.

Neither of them chose to continue the attack, but stopped and looked at each other.

Nangong Yu said with a serious expression: "Master Chen, I'm very curious, where did you come from? Your technique does not belong to any branch of the Chinese martial arts world! And you are so young, you can have such strength. , This is totally unreasonable in the martial arts world!"

"Could it be that you are not a warrior at all?" Nangong Yu said at the end, suddenly his face changed, as if thinking of something.

Chen Mo said indifferently, "It doesn't matter where I come from. The important thing is that if you have this strength, you will die today!"

Nangong Yu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, boy, you are really arrogant, no wonder you even dare to kill people from my Nangong family!"

"If you think that the realm of the gods has this strength, then you are very wrong, the realm of gods, even if I can't fully reach it, it's the realm of gods! It's not something you can understand!

Chen Mo sneered: "I have become an ant instead."

"Stop talking nonsense, let me see what I can do! It's late, don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

Nangong Yu suddenly shouted: "Rampant!"

"Success!"

Nangong Yu jumped up and pointed at the sword, and pointed diagonally at the sky.

"I show you the transition from'quantity' to'quality'!"

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Power around Nangong Yu suddenly became restless, and Chen Mo could feel that the huge Heaven and Earth Yuan Power was converging on Nangong Yu's body.

A dazzling golden light appeared on Nangong Yu's hand, exuding a dazzling brilliance in the sun.

The martial artists around felt the change of the heaven and earth's vitality, looking at the dazzling golden light in Nangong Yu's hand, they felt a sense of trepidation.

A trace of suspicion appeared on the faces of those old monsters. Suddenly, one of them was shocked and said: "This is the stunt of Nangong Yu's fame for decades, the scorching sun!"

"Hey Sun Yao, back then, Nangong Yu was almost invincible among the martial artists of the same level with this skill. Now that his cultivation base breaks through again, I am really curious about what the Sun Yao who reaches the realm of God will be like once he uses it. power?"

Chen Mo looked at the dazzling Nangong Yu in the midair like a small sun, and couldn't help but be surprised: "I actually felt in him the spiritual power that a cultivator has!"

"He actually cultivated spiritual power!"

"Using martial arts techniques to cultivate spiritual power, this person deserves to be the first master of thirty years ago!"

At this moment, Chen Mo admired Nangong Yu.

Chen Mo has understood those cultivation techniques in the martial arts world, and knows how difficult it is to cultivate the spiritual power that a cultivator possesses through those cultivation techniques in the martial arts world.

However, Nangong Yu actually succeeded.

"This is what he said about the change from quantity to quality, and he really did it!"

Li Sufang's face was pale, and she firmly grasped Chen Jingye's arm: "You said Xiao Mo can win?"

Although Li Sufang is a strong woman, she is a mother after all, and her concern is chaotic.

Chen Jingye patted his hand and comforted: "Don't worry, Xiao Mo will definitely win!"

Chen Kuang knelt on the ground, looking at the Nangong Yu in the sky like a round of scorching sun, with a grim look on his face: "Chen Mo, you are dead, you are dead!"

Nangong Yu was suspended in the air, like a **** like a devil, and laughed wildly up to the sky: "Ant, let you see my true strength!"

"Scorching sun!"

With a loud roar, Nangong Yu pointed at Chen Mo, and the dazzling sun in the sky slammed down at Chen Mo.

"what!"

The little girl Chen Keer couldn't bear to look straight, closed her eyes in fright, clenched her small fist and prayed for Chen Mo secretly: "Brother Chen Mo, you must win!"

The powerful force stirred up gusts of wind, and Chen Mo's clothes fluttered, and his hair kept dancing, but Chen Mo remained motionless, standing quietly on the spot, like a giant facing the storm alone.