Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1792

Time passed silently, the sun was hanging for nine days, and everyone waited for the appearance of the big man with a scorching temperature.

The more this time, the more shocking it is.

Shengzi Xueyun and a group of outer disciples came to Luoshui Holy Land.

But none of them are big names.

It can be seen from this that the next big person to appear is either an elder from the Luoshui Holy Land or a higher-level disciple.

Only they can make everyone concentrate on waiting for each other's arrival.

I don't know how much time has passed, and just when everyone was complaining, suddenly thunder and lightning flashed above the sky, the wind was strong, and the brilliance that soared ninety thousand miles soared to the sky.

In an instant, the wonders of heaven and earth, the new sky of Vientiane, the shocking scene made people unable to take their eyes off.

Half a sound later, the brilliance dissipated, the wind receded, and the thunder light disappeared, but at the position above the sky, a peerless figure appeared, his eyes were like thunder, and he suddenly showed a strong fighting spirit.

Seeing this person, people from the Luoshui Holy Land came out one after another, "I have seen the Holy Son."

After the voice fell, countless people froze on the spot.

What's more, he looked at Xueyun in bewilderment.

"Isn't he the Holy Son?"

"Why is the person who comes out now, also the Holy Son, and judging by his status, he is only higher than Xueyun."

Xueyun's expression changed drastically when he heard the discussion from the crowd, and he said coldly: "You people are illiterate. When you see the disciples of Luoshui Holy Land, you call them Holy Sons. I can tell you honestly, this is the name of our Luoshui Holy Land. Son."

"And he ranks first among all the disciples."

"what?"

Everyone was even more surprised and their eyes were horrified.

Xueyun had already made them unattainable, but they didn't expect that the Holy Son who appeared in front of them was the No.1 of Luoshui Holy Land.

Especially the age of the other party, who is not much different from everyone else, but he is already a top-notch peerless evildoer.

For a moment, everyone looked at Luo Dong with respect in their eyes.

And Luo Dong just glanced at the crowd, and then looked at where Chen Mo was.

Swish!
Chen Mo's body trembled suddenly, and he looked back at Luo Dong solemnly, only to see the other party striding over, looking at Chen Mo, with an unquestionable tone on the corner of his mouth.

"You are Chen Mo?"

As the voice fell, countless people knew that Chen Mo was the person Luodong was looking for, no matter how stupid they were.

But what they didn't understand was why Chen Mo made Luo Dong pay so much attention to him.

He didn't hesitate to go out of the mountain in person to find Chen Mo in the martial arts field where the martial arts competition was recruited.

Facing Luo Dong's questioning, Chen Mo didn't speak, but his eyes said everything.

"Since you are Chen Mo, hand over the Samsara Sword, and I will spare you."

After Luo Dong finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand, signaling Chen Mo to hand over the Samsara Sword.

At this moment, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Chen Mo breathed slowly, looked at Luo Dong and said, "You and I don't know each other, why should I hand over the Samsara Sword to you?"

"Why?"

Luo Dong frowned, and the aura of a powerful Mahayana erupted out of his body, turning into a monstrous coercion like an abyss like a sea, crushing Chen Mo's body hard, causing Chen Mo to fall to the ground on the spot.

The corner of the mouth is coughing up blood, and the eyes are also dim.

"I am the Holy Son of the Luoshui Holy Land. I want you to die on the third watch. King Yama dare not keep you until the fifth watch."

"Here, I, Luodong, am the sky. You can refuse to accept it, but you must hand over the Samsara Sword to me."

After saying this, Luo Dong's aura erupted again, and it was countless times more terrifying than before.

Chen Mo was the first to bear the brunt, only feeling that there was a mountain pressing down on his body, and he couldn't move.

The strong men in the late stage of Mahayana are no longer what Chen Mo can deal with.

Especially outside Luodong's body, Chen Mo felt the familiar power of reincarnation.

Obviously, this Luodong should have controlled the power of reincarnation and needed the reincarnation sword.

"Chen Mo, if you haven't handed over the Samsara Sword, when will you wait?" Seeing that Chen Mo hadn't handed over the Samsara Sword, Xueyun next to Luodong said harshly, "This is the real Holy Son of Luoshui Holy Land, he wants you You can't live if you die, he wants you to live, you can't die."

"Only surrendering the Samsara Sword is your best choice."

Originally, Xueyun was worried that Chen Mo would compete with him for Xue Bing.

But now that Luo Dong came forward to deal with Chen Mo, it was equivalent to winning without a fight.

So at this time, Xueyun was still very proud.

"Hehe...!" Facing Xueyun's hot and cold ridicule, Chen Mo chuckled, looked at Luodong and said, "If you want the Samsara Sword in my hand, I will give it to you. If the disciples of Luoshui Holy Land are all This kind of virtue is destined to be notorious."

"You dare to reject me?"

Luo Dong's expression changed slightly, and he said coldly: "You have to think about the consequences of rejecting me. I can guarantee that you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

"If that's the case, I, Chen Mo, would like to learn how powerful the Holy Son of Luoshui is."

Fearless, Chen Mo got up and stared at Luo Dong.

Qian Biluo tugged on Chen Mo's sleeve, and said via voice transmission: "Chen Mo, you must not mix with the disciples of the Luoshui Holy Land. After all, there are green hills left, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood."

Chen Mo turned his head and smiled, looking at Qian Biluo, "If I, Chen Mo, were really afraid of death, I wouldn't be here today, Master Qian, I rescued you a few days ago because I understand that courage is sometimes can decide everything."

"but……!"

Qian Biluo wanted to speak, but saw that Chen Mo ignored her and turned to Luodong.

The reincarnation sword in his hand is already ready to go, blooming endless power of reincarnation.

"The Sword of Reincarnation is in my hand. If you want it, just take it away." Chen Mo said as he walked, "But if you can't take it away, I, Chen Mo, will eat a piece of meat from your body today."

Hearing this, Luo Dong was furious for the first time, and then suddenly slapped Chen Mo's Tianling Gai with his big palm.

"I, Luoshui Holy Land, can't allow you to provoke me, and I, Luodong, am an existence that you cannot provoke."

"Death to me."

With Luodong falling down, the big palm was already unstoppable, the endless churning force was turbulent, sweeping out the power of destruction, everyone watching this scene felt a pity for Chen Mo.

No matter how unfair you are, it is not worth mentioning in front of Luoshui Holy Land.

"Samsara Sword Jue, cut."

Chen Mo slashed at Luo Dong with the Sword of Samsara, and the power of Samsara locked onto Luo Dong's body.

The void vortex appeared immediately.

But what Chen Mo didn't expect was that the void vortex was smashed open by Luo Dong.

There was a bang, and the earth flew up.

Chen Mo's body backed up fiercely, spitting out blood, Qian Biluo saw Chen Mo was injured by Luo Dong, she gritted her teeth, and suddenly appeared behind Chen Mo.

He stretched out his jade hand and hugged Chen Mo in his arms.

For a time, the world was silent.

Looking at the worried look on Yi Ren's face, Chen Mo felt relieved.

"I didn't expect that you were willing to come out to save me. It's really an enemy that should be resolved rather than knotted."

"Thank you, Master Qian...!"

(End of this chapter)