Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 146. Chapter 147.

The man with golden glasses hesitated and dared not leave. He didn't understand why Chen Mo, the Demon Lord, wanted to help people like himself to overthrow the empire. He was afraid that all of this was a conspiracy between Chen Mo and the empire. Group of people.

However, judging from the performance of the demon Chen Mo just now, he can directly obtain information and information from the dead. The man with golden glasses even thinks that Chen Mo can not only obtain information, but also directly obtain memories.

If it is to completely eradicate people like yourself, why bother to go round and round?
As long as the Demon Venerable kills himself and extracts his own memory, he can easily obtain a list of like-minded people. So what exactly does the Demon Venerable want to do?Did you really let yourself go so easily?

In fact, many troubles in this world come from the fact that some people think too much of their importance in other people's hearts. If we can have some self-knowledge, then we can reduce a lot of troubles.

Chen Mo really doesn't care about this man with gold spectacles, so when he sees that this man hasn't left, Chen Mo doesn't care. This man with gold spectacles likes to leave. If it is more important to complete his so-called career, then continue to wait here.

So even though the man with golden glasses was standing not far from Chen Mo, Chen Mo still started his next move.

He looked up through the glass window and glanced at the huge soul-refining banner in the sky outside the window. At this moment, the soul-refining banner covered the city like a sky and covered the sun. For this city, it seemed that the doomsday had come. generally.

His powerful sense of hearing far surpassed that of ordinary people could still faintly hear the movement of the civilians on the street who were frantically fleeing, as well as their terrified cries.

"Run for your life!"

"It's too dangerous here!"

"What's wrong with this world, first the gods, and now this legendary magical scene appeared in the empire!"

These are relatively normal words, and Chen Mo can still hear some less serious words.

"This must be the revival of spiritual energy! Ah ha ha ha, the opportunity has come!"

No matter what, Chen Mo still felt that this spectacular scene should have achieved what he wanted to achieve.

His purpose is very simple and not complicated. First of all, Chen Mo just wants to intimidate people in this world, let them understand that Chen Mo is powerful and not easy to provoke, so that when the world becomes chaotic, there will be people who don't open their eyes every day. Run to die.

The second is to give this world a shot, that is, this world really has cultivation methods or magic methods, lest when Chen Mo starts to spread his own cultivation methods, none of these people know the goods, and they are not do not practice.

Now that Chen Mo felt that his goal had been achieved, he naturally didn't need to consume so much mana to maintain the full operation of the Soul Refining Banner.

So Chen Mo raised his hand and waved at the soul-refining banner in the sky very casually, and following such a wave, the soul-refining banner that created a scene like the end of the world immediately spun obediently while shrinking, and finally dissolved Made a streamer, and then flew towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand to grab it casually, and naturally grabbed the streamer in his hand, spreading out a small streamer and lying quietly in Chen Mo's palm.

The man with gold spectacles who hadn't left yet saw that Chen Mo manipulated the extremely powerful soul banner with such ease and ease, and secretly felt a lot about Chen Mo's strength.

He couldn't help being quite confident in what Chen Mo said about the death of the emperor, and he gradually believed in Chen Mo's strength, but he couldn't figure out why a high-ranking demon like Chen Mo would want to help a low-level people like him .

After all, this man with golden glasses doesn't know what it means to worship the gods, nor does he know what it means to be a happy person.

Chen Mo took the shrunk Soul Refining Banner and fell to the ground. The Soul Refining Banner without any pockets made a jingle like a bag.

Accompanied by this jingle, a figure was shaken from the soul-refining streamer out of thin air, and fell heavily on the floor.

The man with glasses fixed his eyes and saw that this figure was none other than the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince was shaken and fell heavily to the ground, but he didn't wake up. If it wasn't for the rising and falling chest, which proved that he was still alive, people would really think he was dead.

An ordinary person enters this soul-refining streamer, even if Chen Mo didn't intend to refine it on purpose.

After being impacted by the power of the soul-refining banner, they will naturally faint, and even suffer from a certain degree of dementia.

But this is also good, lest this person yell when he sees Chen Mo, and pollute Chen Mo's ears for nothing.

The Seventh Prince was released at this moment, naturally not to see his dead body.

In the Soul Refining Banner, apart from the Seventh Prince, there are also the souls of hundreds of people who offended Chen Mo.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand towards the soul banner and grabbed it casually, only to see a big hand reaching into the strange space suddenly.

This hand seems to have a special magical power, just stirring it in the soul banner, the souls drawn from the soul banner are like sucking swallows returning to the forest, and they are caught together by this magic claw.

Afterwards, a green light ignited on the devil's claw, which was the light formed only after the devil's energy was burned.

This kind of flame formed by the burning of devil energy can easily refine the soul into a material similar to that of a devil. Now that Chen Mo's strength has improved greatly, it is much easier to want a devil than before.

It's just that the quality of the monsters trained by this method is really too low, like mass-produced industrial defective products, without much potential, and can only be used for stockpiling.

As Chen Mo's strength is limited now, so Chen Mo will not slaughter strangers for no reason, and use it to refine demons in batches. After all, it is not worth it, and it is easy to lose merit. Now that he has experienced the benefits of merit, Chen Mo will not waste it at will. .

As for the batch refining this time, it just happened to happen. It can only be said that these souls are too unlucky.

With such a faint light on, those souls that had lost consciousness because they were pulled out of their bodies instinctively felt fear, just like a lamb meeting a hungry tiger, instinctively began to tremble.

They instinctively want to escape, but as long as they enter the Soul Refining Banner, there is no chance of escape.

"Feast."

With Chen Mo's lips slightly opened, a clear word was spit out, and the flame with the gloomy light burned these souls.

Touched by this flame, all the souls were transformed into demon heads, and these magic flames seemed to be contagious, one spread two, two spread four, and after a while these hundreds of souls were all transformed into monsters. devil.

Sensing these monsters, Chen Mo showed a smile like a hard-working old farmer.

It's a pity that these monsters were all forcibly transformed, and none of them had the talent possessed by real monsters.

As the refining of the demon head was completed, Chen Mo's face remained unchanged, and his palm shook again.

A vortex with strong suction was generated in his palm, and all these demons were gathered together again.

"Practice!"

These hundreds of demons were compressed crazily by Chen Mo, then refined, and finally compressed into a small emerald green bead.

A low-grade magic weapon condensed by hundreds of demon heads was instantly refined.

If someone stares at this bead and examines it carefully, they will clearly see the densely packed human faces and the faint fire light in this magic bead.

All this takes a long time to read, but it only takes a few seconds to actually happen.

The man with gold spectacles who was watching from the side only saw Chen Mo put his hand into the magic weapon in his hand out of thin air, and then he seemed to grab it randomly, and then took out his hand, and there was an extra emerald green on the hand that was taken out. Orb.

After seeing this orb with an unlucky color, the man with golden glasses couldn't help but tremble, as if the orb was like a bomb that would explode at any time.

In fact, this person's perception is not wrong, and there is no difference between this thing and a bomb. The only difference may be that the power and form of the explosion are different.

Ghost Hundred Hate Orb: A magic weapon condensed from hundreds of batch-refined demon heads, which is forcibly kept in shape by a powerful force.

After being detonated, it will release terrifying power, and the hundreds of devils inside will kill endlessly until all the devils are wiped out or their mana is exhausted.

A one-off magic weapon.

This is Chen Mo's Tianzi's reminder to Chen Mo. It is obvious that Chen Mo rushed to use this thing only once, and specially strengthened its power so that the low-grade magic weapon can exert the power of the middle-grade magic weapon, but the price is also obvious. The gadget becomes a one-off.

This thing is good, after the world is in chaos, collect some souls to refine a batch of Ghost Soul Hundred Hate Orbs.

But just as Chen Mo had this idea, he immediately dispelled it.

Because as soon as the bead was taken out of the soul-refining streamer, Chen Mo sensed that his merit had dissipated a few wisps out of thin air. Obviously, this was humanity's punishment for Chen Mo's private refinement of mortal souls.

This almost didn't hurt Chen Mo to death. No matter how many one-time low-grade magic weapons, they are not as important as Chen Mo's little merit.

Although the idea of ​​refining this thing again was completely canceled by Chen Mo, but since the one on hand has been successfully refined, it cannot be wasted.

Chen Mo put away the soul-refining flag, and then held the magic bead in one hand, combined the fingers of one hand into a sword finger, and gesticulated at the Seventh Prince in the air.

A magic circle appeared on the Seventh Prince out of thin air.

With the Seventh Prince as the core, this magic circle lit up circle after circle of light.

Then Chen Mo flicked his finger lightly, and the magic bead fell into the body of the Seventh Prince, and was deeply buried in the altar that ordinary people could not perceive at all.

With the level of technology in this world, it is impossible to find out that the Seventh Prince was tampered with by Chen Mo.

After doing all this, Chen Mo took another look at the man with gold glasses who hadn't left yet.

He opened his mouth and said, "Commander Zhu is coming soon."

After speaking, Chen Mo didn't pay any attention to the man with glasses. He took out the flesh and blood banner, waved his right hand, and rolled it up. At the same time as the Seventh Prince, his whole body turned into a stream of blood.

In an instant, she returned to Xu Wenwen's side.

At this time, she was obediently obeying Chen Mo's instructions and staying in the protective circle Chen Mo set up for her, holding tightly on the white bone flag that Chen Mo left her.

The moment Chen Mo appeared, Xu Wenwen was a little startled. After seeing clearly that it was Chen Mo, she directly opened her arms and rushed towards Chen Mo.

This little person is too short, his head can't be buried in Chen Mo's chest at all, and it is directly attached to Chen Mo's abdomen.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Chen Mo patted Xu Wenwen's back to comfort her. After a while, Xu Wenwen finally recovered from the excitement.

She blushed and took a few steps back, trying to break free from Chen Mo's embrace, but Chen Mo was stubborn and did not let go. After trying a few times, she didn't try again, but even her own neck was bright red One piece, totally ashamed.

At this moment, a golden dragon seemed to swim over from the sky.

Taking a closer look, Captain Zhu is rushing towards here in a hurry. In order to hurry, he even directly activated his will martial arts.

That's why people can see from a distance that it looks like a golden dragon roaming in the city.

"Huh, huh."

After seeing Chen Mo from a distance, Commander Zhu immediately put away the Martial Arts of Will, panted and stopped, and did not approach Chen Mo immediately.

He was afraid that Chen Mo was still in a state of rage at the moment, and he would be wronged if he approached him now and was directly beaten and killed by Chen Mo indiscriminately.

Panting for breath, he observed the surroundings. When he saw the corpses, he was already thinking about who these people belonged to.

When he saw the Seventh Prince's body lying not far from Chen Mo's feet, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, this is troublesome.

But he breathed a sigh of relief later, because he saw that the seventh prince's body and chest were still rising and falling in a regular manner, which at least showed that the seventh prince was not dead yet.

As long as he didn't die, he could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

After a while, he finally calmed down his breath, so he bowed his hands to Chen Mo, and then said respectfully: "Master Mozun, let me apologize to you here, all of this is our fault." I will truthfully report the responsibility to the current Holy Majesty, and let him severely reprimand the Seventh Prince.

Can I handcuff this sinner now? "

This leader Zhu said that he wanted to take over the seventh prince first. Chen Mo, who had a plan, should have been happy, but in order to prevent people from seeing something strange, there was also Chen Mo's own greedy personality. Can't throw it away.

So Chen Mo said: "I can give this person to you, but I have to pay more."

As he said that, Chen Mo kicked the Seventh Prince with his feet, and at the same time lost a mana into his body.

Immediately, the Seventh Prince woke up as if he had been given a shot in the arm.

As soon as he woke up, he felt unbearable pain all over his body. He wanted to yell at him immediately, but at this moment, a terrifying aura pressed down on him, making him clearly feel that as long as he dared to yell, he would be beaten.

In an instant, he was scared, lying on the ground like a maggot, wriggling and trying to stay away from the source of danger.

(End of this chapter)