Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 28 29. Is there a hard bone, no

With the rotation of the earth, the sun no longer shines on this land.

The infinite light and the departure of mighty power made the visibility in the fog drop to the lowest again.

In this environment where you can't see your fingers, there is a giant beast with a height of seven feet and more than ten meters walking.

Suddenly it seemed to sense something, raised its head like a water snake, and looked in the direction of the supermarket where Chen Mo was.

It walked all the way, just when it came to the place where the big meat ball died.

All of a sudden, it saw a little aura emerging from the place where the big meat ball died. Along with these auras, it also felt four kinds of auras!
The aura is powerful and magnificent, just like the giant beast that has existed since ancient times.

Just a breath of breath made the monster sense the cat like a mouse.

Monsters don't have much wisdom, but it is the instinct of creatures to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

It instinctively turned around and ran, wanting to get as far away from this breath as possible.

The Four Sacred Beasts are like divine beasts in China's Immortal Dao. How could this monster dare to provoke the aura they exude, even if the aura was tricked by Chen Mo using phaseless mana to imitate Taoist mana.

That was not something the monster could offend.

Exuding the breath of the Four Saints is the large formation drawn by Chen Mo with his own blood.

The scarlet magic circle is somewhat holy at the moment, this is the aura of the gods.

And there is a soul banner standing in the big formation.

There is a young man sitting cross-legged under the soul flag.

At this moment, the young man's eyes are slightly closed, his hands are knotted, and his body's breath is floating. It seems that because he has just made a breakthrough, his breath is unstable, causing a faint glory to emerge from his body.

This person is Chen Mo who has just broken through the first level of Qi training and officially entered the stage.

He had just entered the stage, and he couldn't contain his spirituality for a while, but he didn't expect to attract monsters. Fortunately, he left behind before he entered the samadhi.

A few hours later, the light on Chen Mo's body was finally drawn back into his body, and his aura tended to stabilize!
"call!"

This practice is really time-consuming.

Chen Mo sighed in his heart.

Stretch the body, stand up slowly, stretch out the right hand, grab the air, and draw the mana.

The tall and tall soul banner immediately flew up out of thin air, and circled a few times in mid-air.

Every time it turns around, it shrinks a few minutes, and when it flies into Chen Mo's palm, it is only one foot long.

With a shake of the hand, the face of the soul flag rolled up on the flag pole automatically, and was then hidden by Chen Mo's body.

When I was just practicing.

After Chen Mo took advantage of the warm current to break through the first level of Qi training, he calculated the amount of warm current, and it was impossible for him to climb to the second level of Qi training, so he didn't continue to practice accumulation.

Instead, let all the warm currents be turned into refining mana power.

At this moment, Chen Mo's mana accumulation is no longer calculated according to silk.

Instead, one piece of mana has ten shreds of mana. He now has three strands of mana. His own strength has risen to an unknown number of steps, but he has not yet reached the upper limit he can hold!

Or is the restriction of not being able to directly absorb spiritual energy too great, isn't it that people in this world are treated differently like this?

Is this discrimination?

It is said that before the end of Dharma, the amount of mana in a monk's body was calculated according to the state. When the state reached, the mana also arrived.
But at that time, it seemed that the realm was not easy to break through. Anyway, in the inheritance of the Demon Sect, Chen Mo did not see any record of going from a mortal to the first level of Qi training in one day!

The most genius record also seems to be 30 days.

Chen Mo didn't doubt that he was a genius in practice, otherwise his master would not have asked him to accept him as a disciple.

It's just that Chen Mo himself doesn't believe that he is so talented!

So it must be the effect of this strange warm current to be able to practice Qi successfully in a day.

I don't know what this strange warm current is?
For things that he can't understand for the time being, Chen Mo's choice is to temporarily put them aside.

Gathering his mind, he looked at the Demon Suppressing Formation that had completely lost its aura as the soul banner was put away. Chen Mo knew that he had to find a place to hide quickly and practice a magical technique!
Although he has also advanced, but after all, he has not practiced supernatural powers and spells. When he encounters a monster like a big meat ball, he may have to use the devil in the soul streamer.

It's just that the devil has already been fooled once, and I'm afraid it won't be easy to deceive him the second time.

If this devil ran away, the soul banner would naturally be considered useless.

Chen Mo raised his foot and was about to walk towards the supermarket.

Suddenly his brows frowned, he had a whim, and he faintly felt that there was an opportunity that he hadn't taken yet!
After careful understanding, it turned out that there was something in the body of the big meat ball that was faintly attracting him.

Could it be that this good fortune is not just Ying's rapid improvement in his own practice after killing this big meatball?
What treasure should I give myself?
But is there any treasure in this big meat ball?
Chen Mo was thinking like this, but he didn't directly walk towards the corpse of the big meatball.

Instead, he checked his body carefully with magic power, and even used non-phase magic power to transform into Buddhist magic power and Taoist magic power, and used a blow and a purification mantra on himself.

After confirming that his physical and mental state were normal, Chen Mo walked towards the big meat ball.

The body of the big meat ball was very huge, even if it was burned by the magic flame, it was not completely burned, and there were some residues.

A large amount of burnt ash was mixed with flesh and blood, and at the same time, a stench wafted in the air. The stench felt like burnt pig intestines mixed with corruption and blood. It was hard to describe.

As soon as he got close, Chen Mo's brows could not help but frown due to the unique smell.

Chen Mo held his breath, and impatiently touched into the coke, searching for it.

Fortunately, the corpse was basically burnt, even if it wasn't burnt, it was dried out and not sticky, so it didn't look so disgusting.

Unfortunately, this big meat ball is really too big, and its body is naturally too big. Looking for something is naturally like looking for a needle in a haystack, with no results.

Walking out of the corpse of the big meatball, Chen Mo shook his hands, his face a little ugly.

He doesn't have so much time to look for a needle in a haystack here. If he has this time, he can start thinking about and practicing a supernatural power.

But Chen Mo naturally wouldn't just give up his chance.

He walked quickly towards the supermarket. It was a waste of time to search by himself, but he was not the only one here.

There are a group of American big men in the supermarket. Isn't this all free labor?
what?
They won't be so obedient, they yearn for freedom!
Well, I don't know how many such hard bones can exist.

The answer is none.

But Chen Mo used a little trick!

(End of this chapter)