Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 629
In fact, the God Realm of the Warrior is not the same as the God Realm that Chen Mo knew, and the God Realm of the Warrior is not as powerful as Chen Mo imagined.

Chen Mo's vision and strength are not only many times higher than those of the warriors on the earth, the divine realm in his eyes is naturally higher than the real divine realm in the martial arts world.

This is like a poor man and a rich man. In the eyes of the poor, 1 yuan may be a lot.However, in the eyes of the rich, 1 yuan is just the price of his meal.

As for Chen Mo, he is naturally the rich man, and he is also a rich man.

Nangong Yu snorted coldly: "You're right, I haven't fully reached the divine realm, but it's enough to deal with you. Sometimes as long as the 'quantity' reaches enough levels, it will naturally cause a 'quality' mutation!"

"Now, I'll let you see what I've gained from 30 years of retreat!"

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

"Although I haven't fully reached the God Realm, I know all the means in the God Realm, and it's more than enough to deal with you!"

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

Chen Mo didn't dare to be negligent, and responded cautiously. The two figures crossed each other, hitting from the ground to mid-air, and then from mid-air to the ground.

The powerful punching wind made those Chen family members who were kneeling on the ground tremble with fear.

They were just ordinary people, a random blow to them would be enough to keep them lying in bed for a month.

The surrounding martial artists stared intently at the tossing and turning figures of Nangong Yu and Chen Mo, and screamed again and again.

"The speed of these two people is too fast, with my strength at the peak of the internal realm, I almost can't see their attack clearly!"

"I can't see clearly anymore, I can only see two fuzzy 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 punch more than a dozen punches in one breath, maybe you can see their attacks clearly."

"Nangong Yu is a person who became famous decades ago. It is reasonable to be powerful, but Master Chen does not seem to be more than 20 years old. Why is he so powerful?"

This young warrior asked the doubts of most people present. Chen Mo's strength is too strong, so strong that people wonder if he might be some old monster reincarnated and rebuilt.

The few old monsters in the world sneered, and said: "There is never a shortage of geniuses in this world. In martial arts, the most important thing is understanding and root, followed by skills. Master Chen should not understand these points at all." They are all standing up, and it is expected to have this kind of strength."

"So that's it. I'm really curious what kind of exercises Chen Mo is practicing?" The young warrior said with his eyes shining.

In mid-air, the battle between Nangong Yu and Chen Mo became more and more intense, and their attacks became slower and slower as time went by.

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

That is a sign that the spiritual power has been drained.

Ordinary warriors can absorb only a limited amount of heaven and earth energy, but god-level warriors are different. Each of their punches has enormous power, and this power is fully supported by a large amount of heaven and earth energy.

This is the reason why Chen Mo spent so much time in the five-nation battlefield to exchange spirit stones from players from various countries.

Every time a cultivator's strength increases by a small level, it needs huge spiritual power assistance, which is far more spiritual power than a martial artist needs for cultivation.

Although the speed of Chen Mo and Nangong Yu was slowed down, the power of each attack became 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 skills don't belong to any branch of Kunlun Martial Dao at all! And you are so young, you can have such strength , this is completely unreasonable in the martial arts world!"

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

Chen Mo said lightly: "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 dare to kill even my Nangong family!"

"If you think that the strength of God Realm is only this level, then you are totally wrong. God Realm, even if I haven't fully reached it, it is still God Realm! It's not something ants like you can understand!"

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

"Stop talking nonsense, let me see your real ability! It's too late, don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

Nangong Yu suddenly shouted: "Rampant!"

"Suffer to death!"

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

"I'll show you the transformation from 'quantity' to 'quality'!"

The energy of heaven and earth around Nangong Yu suddenly became restless, and Chen Mo could feel the huge energy of heaven and earth gathering towards Nangong Yu.

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

The warriors around felt the changes in the energy of the heavens and the earth, and looked at the dazzling golden light in Nangong Yu's hand, and felt a sense of fear.

A trace of suspicion appeared on the faces of those old monsters. Suddenly, one of them was shocked: "This is the stunt that Nangong Yu has been famous for decades, and the sun is shining!"

"Lie Riyao, back then Nangong Yu was almost invincible among warriors of the same level by relying on this unique skill. Now that he has made another breakthrough in cultivation, I'm really curious what will happen once Lie Riyao, who has reached the divine realm, uses it power?"

Chen Mo looked at Nangong Yu who was shining like a small sun in mid-air, and couldn't help being surprised: "I actually felt the spiritual power in him that only a cultivator can have!"

"He actually cultivated spiritual power!"

"Using martial arts to cultivate spiritual power, this person is indeed the No. 30 master 1 years ago!"

At this moment, Chen Mo admired Nangong Yu.

Chen Mo has learned about the cultivation methods in the martial arts world, and knows how difficult it is to cultivate the spiritual power that only immortals can have through those cultivation methods in the martial arts world.

However, Nangong Yu succeeded.

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

Li Sufang's face was pale, and she held onto Chen Jingye's arm tightly: "Do you think Xiao Mo can win?"

Although Li Sufang is a strong woman, she is a mother after all, and caring makes chaos.

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

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

Nangong Yu was suspended in mid-air, looking up to the sky like a god like a demon, laughing wildly: "Ant, let me show you my true strength!"

"The sun shines!"

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

"what!"

The little girl Chen Ke'er couldn't bear to look directly at her, she closed her eyes in fright, clenched her fists and prayed secretly for Chen Mo: "Brother Chen Mo, you must win!"

The powerful force stirred up gusts of wind, blowing the corners of Chen Mo's clothes, and his hair kept dancing, but Chen Mo didn't move, standing quietly at the same place, like a giant facing the storm alone.

(End of this chapter)