Murdering Heaven Edge

Chu Mo took the virtual cross and left the Qin family here. He did not give a clear answer to Qin Yuzong’s going to the floating palace to do a law-protection. He is the father of Qin Shi, and he is his own elder. Therefore, even if this kind of thing is decided, it should be decided by Qin Shi.

The three ancestors of the Qin family here were very pleased with Qin Yuzong’s decision. They were actually afraid that Qin Yuzong would raise the conditions of “excessive”. For example, thoroughly trace the culprits who framed Qin poetry and framed him. If so, the whole Qin family would have to be hurt. I am also afraid that Qin Yuzong proposed to become the owner of the Qin family. This kind of thing, they promised not, and did not agree is not. In short, as soon as Qin Yuzong proposed it, they would immediately fall into a dilemma.

Fortunately, Qin Yuzong was reborn, and he was not willing to care about what the group of people had, and even gave birth to the thought of leaving the family. If he wants to go somewhere else, the ancestors of the three literate generations will naturally try to retain. But he wants to go to Chu Mo. This makes the ancestors of the three literate generations very happy.

The child is sensible!

Although Chu Mo did not directly agree, but in the eyes of Qin Lieyang, this matter should be no problem.

Therefore, Chu Mo left with a virtual ferry, and the three ancestors of the Qin family were equally happy.

In the interior of the Qin family, except for a few people who are a bit ugly, most other people are still very happy. Finally got rid of the bad luck of becoming a blood slave, only this thing, it is worth celebrating.

on the way.

Chu Mo released Guan Shizhen and Bian Kaiyu.

After the two guys came out, they all complained that Chu Mo had thrown them in the world for too long, and they almost forgot about them.

The vain was shocked by the existence of Kaiyu and Geshi, and he looked at Chu Mo: "Amitabha, the body of the lord"

Chu Mo nodded calmly: "There is a small world."

Looking at Chu Mo, I look at it, but I don’t know how to lie to me. Then I swear: "When can the small world survive in it for a long time?"

"Cough, my little world, it's special, or do you come in and see?" Chu Mo's face smirk, the world of the sky, he can really control. Through the continuous construction of the sacred gods, Chu Mo has gradually realized the deeper road, which is a way of dominance!

Although he has not fully realized the world of the sky, he can do it!

It is like an emperor in the world. He is the emperor of the king. He is the king of a country. Although it may not be able to understand every inch of land in his country, it is the supreme king of this territory. Well, what he knows is naturally something that others can't compare!

The same is true of Chu Mo. And he is learning to learn more.

The virtual swayed his head: "Small cockroaches can't go, afraid."

The three men sat on the body of the world, and went to the ancestral home of the Zhao family.

Chu Mo asked Xu Du: "I can see that those who have become enchanted are harmed to you. If you let you be supreme, can you succeed?"

Desperate to read a Buddha number, and then smiled bitterly: "Small martyrdom is shallow, it should not be able to achieve the supreme, especially the kind of the kind of magic, it is more difficult to succeed."

Chu Mo nodded, and his heart sighed, and there are still limits. Otherwise, he can let him go with the windrunner.

I came to the Zhao family here and refined them. The virtuality did not consume much. Chu Mo did not even use the resources of the Zhao family to come up with a pile of the best crystal spar to form a circle of law around the virtual side.

Zhao Jia up and down, naturally thanks to the actions of Chu Mo and Fu Du. But what's interesting is that they have been quietly leaving until Chu Mo and Fudu have done things. They still don't know who these two kind-hearted young people are.

A few days later, Chu Mo and his party returned to the Jiang family.

There is no such thing as the sect of the ancient swords, because there is no **** infection, so there is no need to go again.

Returning to the Jiang family, this tens of thousands of years of doing a good family of good and good, has become deserted. Because it was sealed by Chu Mo's usage, the ordinary outsiders could not enter at all, and the people inside could not come out.

Seeing Chu Mo and Fu Du, Jiang’s old lady Jiang En’s face showed a happy smile. Before he had received the news of Chu Mo. Although Chu Mo clearly told him that the realm of quasi-supreme, the virtuality may not be able to be improved. But Jiang En is still very happy.

After seeing Jiang En, I have already learned how the Jiang family is a family. The situation of Jiang En’s grandfather suddenly seems to be a try. Because Jiang En's body, there is no original magic species! He is also a monk who is infected as a blood slave. It’s just that the realm is too deep and difficult to level.

"So, isn't there a way?" Chu Mo looked at the virtual, whispered: "You don't want to force yourself."

Because Chu Mo on the road, it is faint to feel that it is influential to himself to do this. But even if it is a sacred god, there is no problem with the body of the vain. Plus, I have always insisted that there is no problem. Chu Mo can only believe his words.

Dummy smiles and whispers the Buddha: "Amitabha, Xiao Yan does his best."

The foundation of the Jiang family is not comparable to the small family of Zhao. Chu Mo did not be polite with Jiang En's grandfather, directly let him take out a lot of resources to form a circle in the void. The fugitiveness began to progress.

A big Buddha rises from behind the vain, and stands on the ground and recites the scriptures.

The lotus light under the futuristic seat is shining, and the light emitted is more dazzling than the sun.

The sound of the chanting of the vain begins directly.

There is not much preparation and no nonsense.

Here in the Jiang family's ancestral home, countless people sit cross-legged and put a hollow god, letting the scriptures cleanse their hearts and spirits.

A black qi, rising in the void, forming a demon king.

Chu Mo squinted at his eyes, and he was a little scared. These devils and kings seem to be more powerful than the Qin family.

The year of the **** family is longer, and the degree is naturally deeper.

However, this time, Chu Mo did not wait for the virtual shot, he began to swear the Buddha's six-word mantra, to suppress the magic of these devils.

The six-character mantra of Buddhism is indeed arrogant, and Chu Mo has earnestly realized these days. This time, it will be displayed more powerfully than in the past.

The laws of the demon kings have shattered and then completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Chu Mo can clearly see that the more powerful the monk, the more black and black the body will emerge. Basically, those powerful demon kings are all made up of black gas from the monks above the emperor.

As for the strongest old man Jiang En, the blackness of his body is the strongest, and compared with other people, the blackness of Jiang En is the most difficult to get out.

A little bit, intermittently going out, and occasionally stagnating, the expression on Jiang En’s face is also full of pain. It is like enduring great torture. But there was no sound.

As the pillar of the Jiang family, the old lady Jiang En does not want anyone to see his fragile side.

Even if he had a lot of pain, he would bear it himself.

The vast energy, continuous, like a flood, into the body of the virtual.

The vain treasure is solemn, and the whole body's body is emitting golden light. He himself is already like a Buddha.

The grand Buddha sounds through this world, constantly cultivating every Jiang family.

Chu Mo has some worries about watching the vain, don't look at the vain now like a god, like a Buddha, but in the perception of Chu Mo, he is getting weaker!

Even if there are endless resources in supply, the virtuality is still weak and fast.

Chu Mo’s heart suddenly slammed at this time, and the heart said: This Xiaohe, shouldn’t it be burning his own blood?

In my heart, Chu Mo looked up and looked at the direction of the virtual cross. Through the golden light, the face of the solemn face of the treasure was still invisible.

Although the sinister sin became the lord of Buddhism, Chu Mo’s knowledge of Buddhism was not proficient, and he could not even understand it. He will be a Buddhist monk, and there is only one six-word mantra. Although it is the strongest, this is a means of attack by Buddhism. In the case of the virtuality, Chu Mo can be said to be completely ignorant.

Chu Mo is very hopeful that the virtual will be fine and safe. The value of this small sum is definitely much higher than that of Chu Mo! At least at this stage of the present, in the view of Chu Mo, this is absolutely the case.

After all, Chu Mo has no such ability.

After one day and one night, the vast majority of people on the Jiang family have been completely erased from the brand of the Mozu and successfully succeeded. But there are still a few high-level, black air in the body, still taking it outside.

The vast resources that the Jiang family have come up with have been exhausted. Chu Mo also directly took out a large number of the best crystal spar, turned into endless energy, and was constantly absorbed by the virtual.

After a few more hours, those high-ranking monks were all thoroughly successful.

Today, there is only one old man, Jiang En.

Looking at the solemn face of the virtual treasure, it also showed a trace of fatigue.

Has it finally become difficult to control? Chu Mo’s heart raised strong concerns.

But the vain has not stopped. The voice of his chanting has been very stable and there has been no change at all.

After the vain, the statue of the great Buddha who stood in the sky, also constantly issued a grand Buddha voice to suppress this piece of heaven and earth.

boom!

In Jiang En’s body, suddenly there was a **** gas. This black gas is not like being pulled away. It is more like taking the initiative to drill it out!

Then, this black gas directly formed a demon king's law. Although it was black gas, it was also solemn and even more serious. He opened his eyes directly and shot two strong black lights, looking directly at Chu Mo and others.

Then, a low, cold voice is heard: "A group of ignorant creatures, want to erase the seal of the Mozu? Go!"

This demon king's law, raising his hand is a palm, like a cloud of dark clouds, toward the virtual, a palm press.

Scorpio, instantly bent. To be continued