Murdering Heaven Edge

At this moment, Chu Mo’s mind suddenly appeared a picture, it seems to be an incomparably grand world, the world is vast and borderless!

The mountains and rivers are magnificent, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the atmosphere of various avenues rises from the earth and rises into the sky, rushing into the endless sky. The sound of a magnificent avenue is constantly sounding like a chanting, as if it is a debate.

It seems to be a world of extremes. Everything in this world looks so real and incredible.

Huo Di!

A huge incomparable palm, like crossing an infinite galaxy, seems to span the ages of the ages, and the long river of time flows through the fingers. It suddenly appeared, and the slap in the face!

This palm appears too abrupt and too fast!

The palms are so incredible, the endless stars in the sky, like the dust in the palm of your hand, in the moment when the palm of your hand stretches out, I don’t know how many stars are broken, or the infinite power brought by this palm Zhenfei.

This hand seems to be equivalent to a vast and unparalleled avenue, like a boulevard!

In the face of this sudden shot of the palm, Chu Mo has no way to react!

In contrast, he is too small!

At this moment, Chu Mo even forgot the fear, but also had no fear at all!

Time is at this moment, like a complete stagnation.

Chu Mo feels his own way... everything in his own seems to be dying!

He has a feeling, the next moment... he will completely dissipate in this world. That is the true meaning of death, and even a touch of obsession can not stay.

But on the contrary, he actually has a feeling of relief!

This is very wrong!

No one will have a little obsession before dying. Anyone... has his concerns and attachments.

This is simply the way of Chu Mo, in front of the road represented by the palm of the hand... in a position that has been thoroughly crushed!

Don't talk about the heart of rebellion, he can't give birth to any thoughts!

At this moment, in the void, there was a cold scream, and there was a jade, flying from the far air, the speed was so incredible, Chu Mo was completely out of time to feel the breath of the jade. Just seeing that big hand trembled, and quickly took it back!

Then, the jade chased in the direction of the big hand.

boom!

Chu Mo felt a black in front of him, the beautiful and extreme world, instantly collapsed.

He woke up.

Then he found out that he still held the handle of the axe and stood still in a motionless position.

Everything that has just been experienced is like a dream like a real fantasy.

But Chu Mo knows that it is definitely not a dream!

Just now, he merged two kinds of avenues, and in the body gave birth to a million moments, was sensed by a certain existence, and directly shot him!

Then, there was another existence, and he saved him with the jade.

Chu Mo even thought of the prophecy that they mentioned when they first saw their parents in memory. Reminiscent of the picture just now, Chu Mo even guessed some of the causes and consequences.

He is angry but not angry. He even immediately left all thoughts about this matter directly behind his head.

Don't dare to think again!

Because you can't think about it!

Chu Mo took a deep breath and glanced at his body.

I don’t know when he has given birth to new meat. Every inch of the whole body is full of unimaginable terrorist power!

It seems that as long as one thought, you can truly destroy the earth!

This kind of power is simply terrible. He was somewhat scared by himself.

Then, Chu Mo picked up the axe in his hand and whispered: "Predecessors, thank you!"

Then, Chu Mo bent over, picked up a piece of wood, picked up the axe, and slammed the wood. There was a faint smile on his face.

In his body, countless kinds of roads in countless pedestals are too naive, need to be comprehensible, and need constant tempering.

Therefore, Chu Mo began to seriously and set off firewood.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Each of his axes is full of mysterious rhythms. The firewood that is opened is neat and the size is the same.

His hands are very white, crystal clear, and there is no point in it. The flesh that has re-growed is also crystal clear and exudes a radiance.

But the magic is that his realm, without any change, still stays at the peak of Zhenxian.

Just like the old Taoist priest at the door, the realm of this kind of thing, in some cases, does not mean anything.

Looking back at the old Taoist at the door, Chu Mo suddenly chuckled. He raised his hand and pointed a finger, a faint finger, slamming into the body of the old Taoist.

The old Taoist trembled fiercely, and then the whole person was completely restored to normal. He looked at Chu Mo, and his eyes were full of unspeakable complexities. For a long time, gently sigh: "You have succeeded."

Chu Mo smiled slightly: "Is it successful? I don't know."

"Kid, you are destined to step on the path of endless glory, don't be so stinky." The old Taoist turned his eyes: "Don't chop firewood, it doesn't make much sense to you. Come over. , accompany me to drink!"

Chu Mo thought for a moment, nodded and put the axe down.

The old Taoist suddenly said: "Can you still pick it up?"

Chu Mo reached out and grabbed the axe and grinned. "Would you like to help you with some firewood?"

The old Taoist smacked his mouth and shook his head: "Forget it."

Chu Mo put down the axe, walked to the old Taoist, and gave a serious gift: "Thank you for the goodness of the predecessors!"

"But, even if I am not here, you will succeed." The old Taoist whispered in a complicated face: "So, no need to thank me."

Chu Mo still went on this ritual, and then went on another ceremony: "This is thank you for my mother!"

The old Taoist stunned, directly squatting there, staring at Chu Mo, his eyes stunned: "You... you know?"

Chu Mo took out the token of the Taoist door, and some smiled awkwardly: "I know a little bit, or will the seniors give me a good talk?"

"Uh huh..." The old Taoist swayed his head like a rattle: "You know how much you know, and you have nothing to do with me. Don't run to ask me about this, I don't know anything. Or accompany I drink, or I will get out of the way."

At this time, in the chicken house over there, the **** stretched out his head and looked at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo pointed the **** with his hand: "Would you like to stew it under the bar? It's so fat... it should be enough for us to eat."

Hey!

The **** shrank his head back in an instant.

The old Taoist couldn't help but laughed happily: "Ha ha ha ha, kid, do you know, what has the lord been bullied by for so many years? I didn't expect it to finally meet people who are afraid!"

There was an impetuous voice in the chicken coop: "Old guy, you dare to talk nonsense, and the Lord will not let any hen give you an egg!"

"..." Chu Mo is full of black lines, looking at the old Taoist without a word: "Just because of this? You are not finished after stewing it?"

The old Taoist sighed: "Can't stew! Stewed it, the hen is even less working..." (To be continued.)