Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

Xiao Hong, of course, is the name Yan Qingcheng gave to Jiaolong. It sounds a bit feminine, but it is originally a female, and this name is also very appropriate.

Moreover, Jiaolong liked this name very much, because Yan Qingcheng had the deep veins of Heavenly Phoenix, and Jiaolong was very close to her.

More than a dozen powerhouses in the gods are as small as ants in front of the dragon. However, they can control a small area of ​​the world.

If Jiaolong is given some more time to grow up, perhaps these powerhouses of the gods are just presenting food in front of it. But now it can't help so many powerhouses of the gods.

Although the defense power of the dragon is amazing, but after a long time, it can not withstand the siege of more than a dozen strong gods.

Failure is only a matter of time.

In the room, Chen Mo's breath fluctuations have gradually stabilized, and the aura that escaped outside began to gather quickly. After a while, Chen Mo will be able to end the retreat.

Outside, the Jiaolong still hovered in the sky, but occasionally there would be a burst of dragon blood scattered, which looked very miserable.

"This beast is really resistant to beatings, and it was able to withstand our joint attack for almost an hour. Everyone, we can't delay for too long, we must solve Master Chen as soon as possible!" Lin Wannian said in a deep voice.

"Brother Lin is right, this flood dragon must be solved!"

More than a dozen powerhouses of the gods, scattered in all directions in the air, blocked all the way of the dragon.

The dragon was tossing back and forth in mid-air, roaring in anger, but it was like a giant beast kept in a cage, unable to break free.

"cut!"

Lin Wannian let out a cold cry, running ten percent spiritual power, and drew a sword at the head of the dragon.

The powerful Dahe sword intent, with a continuous momentum, slashed towards the dragon.

"cut!"

The Hollow Sect elder also swung a sword at the Jiaolong, and the momentum of this sword was not inferior to that of Lin Wannian.

"cut!"

The elders of the Jiuhua Sect, Wushan Sect, the Crimson Sect, and the elders of the eight major families also issued their strongest attacks.

This blow is bound to cut the dragon under the sword.

Yan Qingcheng looked at the violent sword aura in mid-air, crying desperately in his heart: "Xiao Hong..."

The dragon also seemed to feel the danger, and began to rush left and right like a headless fly, but it was unable to break through the encirclement of more than a dozen powerful gods.

"cut!"

More than a dozen strong people spoke in unison, and their voices echoed between heaven and earth, like a reminder of life and a will to judge.

Ouch!

The dragon raised up to the sky and let out a roar, stirring up the clouds and fog of the animation sky, trying to break through the cage and escape to the sky.

It's a pity that all the powers of the gods can control a small area of ​​the world. In front of more than a dozen powers of the gods, it can't escape at all and can only resist.

More than a dozen powerhouses of the gods, more than a dozen powerful attacks, divided the sky into pieces, and the dragon in the center of the storm vortex, like a lone boat in the sea, is shaken by wind and rain, and may capsize at any time.

boom!

A dozen powerful attacks finally met in an instant, bursting out with a dazzling light.

Everyone couldn't help closing their eyes, even Lin Wannian and others were no exception.

After the light passed, everyone opened their eyes.

At that focal point, the power of more than a dozen powerhouses of the gods was gathered, and the space was torn apart, and a vacuum zone appeared for a moment.

However, the figure of Jiaolong disappeared at this moment.

"That flood dragon seems to have been blasted into scum by our joint attack!" Lin Wannian said with a big smile.

"Haha..."

Everyone was very confident in their own strength and smiled triumphantly.

"not necessarily!"

Suddenly, a flat, but very powerful voice sounded behind everyone.

"Who!" Lin Wannian and the others turned their heads and looked in anger.

Chen Mo stood quietly in the void, and a fiery red three-foot dragon was surrounding him, circling and jumping for joy.

Yan Qingcheng looked at the figure in the sky, tears bursting into her eyes.

"Finally... it's out!"

Chen Songzi, who fell on the ground, looked at Chen Mo in mid-air with a smile of relief.

"You are...Master Chen!" Lin Wannian asked with some doubts looking at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo's face was flat, but his voice was utterly cold: "Aren't you trying to kill me? It's so difficult that I don't even know me?"

Lin Wannian looked at Chen Mo up and down, feeling surprised: "It's really strange, I can't see this kid's cultivation base? What secret method does he use? Is it a treasure obtained from the Ice Palace?"

Lin Wannian's eyes immediately revealed a touch of heat.

"Master Chen, hand over what you got in the Ice Palace, and we can consider sparing you!" Lin Wannian said coldly, as if ordering someone to lay down.

Chen Mo looked at everyone coldly and said, "If you want to grab my things, it depends on your qualifications."

Lin Wannian sneered: "I really want to try."

"Come then." Chen Mo stared at him with a calm expression on his face.

"Okay!" Lin Wannian's face was solemn, his sword pointed diagonally at the sky, and the strongest skill when he shot: "Dahe Jianyi!"

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, like the Milky Way rolling backwards, unparalleled in power.

Chen Mo didn't move, watching the surging sword intent come by.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo suddenly appeared behind Lin Wannian, and no one could see exactly when Chen Mo moved.

A golden light flashed, and Lin Wannian's head suddenly fell.

Nine layers of condensed energy, terrifying!

"what!"

The rest of those who are strong in the **** realm looked at the sky with a look of disbelief.

Those warriors below opened their mouths even more, unable to close them for a long time.

Chen Mo stood where Lin Wannian stood, like a **** looking down on sentient beings,

"It's your turn!" Chen Mo's voice was cold, as if he had crawled out of **** and came to collect debts.

The remaining strong gods stepped back in shock, looking at Chen Mo with a horror.

The Heaven Slashing Sword hovered around Chen Mo with a touch of golden light.

Chen Mo paused step by step and walked towards the nearest powerhouse of the gods.

"Aren't you looking for something from me? Then come and get it!" As he said, the Heaven Slashing Sword suddenly disappeared, strangely appearing behind the **** realm powerhouse, passing through his heart.

"Ah!" The **** realm expert screamed and fell from midair.

The rest of the crowd hurriedly backed away in fright, gathered together, and stared at Chen Mo vigilantly.

"I didn't expect Master Chen's strength to be so terrifying. It seems that we must unite to have the possibility of fighting him!" The white-clothed warrior said solemnly.

"It makes sense!"

"If you believe me, then listen to my command, and let's work together to kill Master Chen!" said the white-clothed warrior.

"it is good!"

Chen Mo looked at the crowd with a calm expression and did not take their words to heart.

The strength of Nine Condensing Qi is already equivalent to the broken body realm in the **** realm.

What's more, Chen Mo himself is a cultivator of immortality, and his strength is much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists.

Therefore, with Chen Mo's current strength, even if one person fights a dozen or so gods alone, it is not a problem.

The white-clothed warrior confessed to everyone and shouted: "Everyone prepare, attack!"

The remaining dozens of powerhouses in the **** realm jointly launched an attack, and their power should not be underestimated.

Chen Mo's figure disappeared in place, and a huge figure appeared in front of everyone. The figure held the cyan giant sword in his hand and swiped at the sky.

The avenue of nine swords cuts the sky.