Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

Then the three of them chatted, and the two women left with the demon puppet.

in the room.

Chen Mo first took out the three scrolls he got from the ruins and looked at them.

Two scrolls were snatched by himself, and the other scroll belonged to the one-eyed old man.

The so-called nine false one true.

False does not mean that this scroll is fake, but that this scroll is not a heaven-level fighting skill.

Instead, there are two local-level intermediate fighting skills and one local-level advanced fighting skill.

One wind, one water, one wood.

The three attributes are different.

Chen Mo is not interested in practicing, thinking about the women who will be assigned to him later.

Then he took out the bones of the fighting saint that he had collected.

Dou Sheng's bones are cold to the touch, and feel like smooth jade. Each bone is covered with small strange characters, which are extremely mysterious and give you an obscure feeling.

Chen Mo was surprised.

Because this writing is exactly the same as the writing on the Taixuan Gate and the Demon Town Clock.

Chen Mo guessed that they all came from the same place.

The most important thing is that this paragraph may not be included in the original book, it seems that my arrival has changed the world.

According to the description of this episode in the original book, Chen Mo tried to burn these bones with a strange fire.

Under the burning of Jindi Fentian Yanzihuo for nearly an hour, the jade-white skeleton gradually changed, and was replaced by a deep dark golden color. If you look carefully, there are strange fluctuations. Spread quietly.

"Chichi!"

In the quiet room, there was a strange sound of liquid flowing, and the burned bones gradually turned into a pool of dark golden liquid.

The pool of dark golden liquid wriggled continuously and rushed towards Chen Mo's palm.

Chen Mo knew that this dark golden liquid was Jin Lingsaliva, and only the palm tempered by Jin Lingsaliva could practice the heaven-level fighting skill hidden in the bones, the palm of great fortune.

Seeing that the golden spirit saliva was soaking into the skin of his palm, Chen Mo squeezed his palm slightly, and a small jade bottle appeared in his hand, and he put away all of them.

The Datian Good Fortune Palm is only at the elementary level of the heavenly rank, and Chen Mo still doesn't like it, but it can't be wasted. It can be used as a gift for his own woman to practice.

Then, a burst of golden light suddenly shot out from the burned bones, which invaded Chen Mo's mind.

Seeing that it was just a ball of memory, Chen Mo didn't stop him and accepted it all.

Holy Creator.

Disciple of Taixuan Sect.

Before the Douqi Continent was disconnected from the Great Thousand World, a true disciple of the Taixuan Sect came to the Douqi Continent by chance.

Later, for unknown reasons, it took root in Dou Qi Continent and established a branch of Tai Xuan Sect.

The Holy Creator is a disciple of this branch.

Chen Mo stripped out several key pieces of information from the memory of the Holy Creator.

The most important thing is according to the memory of the good fortune sage.

The Demon-Suppressing Clock is the treasure of the Taixuan Sect, and it is also the token of the Sect Master.

Chen Mo hurriedly took out the magic-suppressing clock from the system.

Chen Mo held the three-inch small clock in his hand, and Chen Mo recognized all the jerky and incomprehensible characters on the clock face.

This is the formula for manipulating the Demon Suppressing Clock, as well as the refining method.

"Good guy."

Chen Mo called out his good guy.

The formula is printed on the clock, if it is lost, it is really lost.

This Taixuanmen really has a big heart.

Originally, Chen Mo didn't change a bit when he took the magic clock, but now that he has the formula for refining, Chen Mo of course can't let it go.

Immediately, according to the steps of the formula, it was refined step by step.

……

Time passes day by day.

On the day before the meeting day.

In the sky above the Dan Pagoda, two thunder pools of huge dark clouds appeared one after another, and a terrifying silver thunder was brewing in the thunder pool.

soon.

In the two thunder ponds, the huge silver thunder that had been brewing for a long time seemed to gather momentum, roaring down, shaking the void.

Just when the silver thunder was about to fall on Danta.