Murdering Heaven Edge

Chapter 970: Da Huan Dan

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"Whatever you become, I like it!" he said.

"You have to remember to be strong, and you have to protect me!" she said.

"I'm very happy," he said.

"I'm happy too," she said.

"Actually, having you by my side is the greatest happiness."

"me too."

Happiness is all about being together!

together!

together!

together!

In the end, countless voices converged into three words, and with a bang, they exploded in Chu Mo's spiritual consciousness, and then he opened his eyes.

"Am I dead?" Chu Mo felt that his entire throat was about to split, and there was a tearing pain. He felt that he had made a sound, but in fact, it was just his imagination.

He opened his eyes, the sky above his head was in chaos, and various turbulent currents kept passing by.

He moved his head with difficulty, and glanced left and right. There was a piece of scorched earth, and the eyes... were all ruined scenes.

call!

Chu Mo took a deep breath, feeling the divine will of Dao Jijuan slowly moving in his body.

The whole body can't move at all. The whole body, like it wasn't his, was completely out of control.

"Where's Xiao Yu?" In Chu Mo's blank eyes, there seemed to be a little more excitement, and he murmured, "Where's Xiao Yu?"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

In the distant sky, figures began to appear. It's just that they all stood far away on the horizon, staring at this vast grassland with millions of miles away, but they didn't come over.

"What happened here? How does it seem to have experienced a terrible war?"

"According to calculations, the devil Chu Mo and that witch... seem to be in this generation."

"Could it be that there was internal strife between them? They died together?" Some people speculated maliciously.

"That's impossible!"

More and more people gathered in the sky, and some people cast their magical powers and looked in this direction.

hiss!

The man who performed the supernatural power then let out a cry of pain, covered his eyes with his hands, and two streams of blood flowed out from between his fingers.

Then he took his hand away and let out a terrified cry: "My eyes... I, my eyes can't see anything!"

God!

The others all looked at the powerful man who spoke in horror. He is an old ascension monk from the Zhuge family in the fairy world. Although the reputation is not obvious, but in fact, he is a very scary person. Xiu has a supernatural power called Tiantong Eye, which can see the past and the future.

Just now he used his Tiantong eyes, probably to see what happened here, but he didn't expect that his eyes... were abolished because of this!

Although monks really rely on divine sense, no one would be willing to lose their eyes!

And everyone knows that this must be a terrible Taoist injury, whether it can be recovered... is still unknown!

Everyone was a little frightened and stood there, hesitating.

At this time, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a scribe came out, his eyes shone with golden light, he glanced over there, and then said to a person beside him: "You... go and see what happened."

"Ah... Patriarch, I... Shall I go?" This man was about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, and when he heard that he was asked to go over there to check, he immediately looked terrified.

"Huh?" The middle-aged scribe looked at him coldly: "You don't want to?"

"Your subordinate will go now!" The thirty-seven-eight-year-old youth hurriedly lowered his head and replied.

Then, he gritted his teeth and flew over there.

With the continuous operation of the mental method, Chu Mo finally felt that he had a little strength. With trembling hands, he opened the divine mirror of the sky, and took out a small jade bottle from it.

Open it, and pour out a jade-like elixir.

This is a very precious Da Huan Dan. Even in the heavens, its value is as high as millions of top-grade sky crystals. And it's often priceless. If it is placed in an auction house, it is not surprising that the price of two to three million top-quality crystals is sold.

Because this is a real life-saving thing, only one is needed, as long as it doesn't die... all injuries can be recovered in a short time.

Chu Mo couldn't afford this elixir even with his current financial resources, but because of the good cooperative relationship between him and Lingdantang, it was given to him for free by Lingdantang.

Chu Mo knew very well that this Great Returning Pill should have been given to him by Emperor Feng Chun to save his life.

Chu Mo has never used this elixir all this time, and he even thought about giving this elixir to Qi Xiaoyu. Because he has a Chaos Oven on his body, as long as he gets the medicinal materials needed for the Great Return Pill, he can refine it by himself.

Unfortunately, Qi Xiaoyu had an accident before that moment.

Until now Chu Mo didn't know whether Qi Xiaoyu was dead or alive.

But now Chu Mo can calm down. He is no longer the naive boy who was so naive. Before the matter is fully clarified, he will never act foolishly again.

hiss!

Chu Mo wanted to put the elixir into his mouth, but it was very difficult. The severe pain caused beads of sweat to drip down his forehead.

His entire body seemed to be completely torn apart.

Almost all the bones in his body were cracked!

It was not completely smashed because he was the body of the ancestral realm. If it were any other monk, he would be crushed into scum in an instant in front of the pressure that erupted from Qi Xiaoyu's body at that time!

After a long time of effort, Chu Mo finally put the Great Return Pill into his mouth.

Whoops... Whoops!

Such a simple first movement made Chu Mo lie there panting for a long time.

Da Huan Pill is worthy of being called the magic medicine for bringing the dead back to life. After Chu Mo took it, the medicine's power began to take effect after a while. The powerful energy spread to his limbs and bones in an instant, quickly repairing all the wounds in Chu Mo's body.

At this moment, a figure rushed over from the distant sky.

The figure didn't move fast, carefully avoiding the turbulent currents in the void.

Then, he quickly discovered that there was a person lying on the ground that was cracked into countless huge deep trenches!

"There is still someone alive here!" The monk couldn't help but exclaimed, but he didn't dare to use his magical powers to look at that person. The image of the Da Neng blinded just now still remains in his mind. Therefore, the monk approached Chu Mo step by step and cautiously.

Finally, he was less than ten miles away from Chu Mo, condescending, above the sky, looking at the young man lying on the ground.

"This person is..." The monk frowned slightly, and looked at that person suspiciously.

They had already obtained Chu Mo's portrait. But they are more aware of one thing, that is: Chu Mo's disguise is very clever! It is almost impossible for ordinary people to recognize Chu Mo at a glance.

It was relatively easy to find Chu Mo before, and the witch beside him was easier to recognize. But now... There is no one around this young man, only himself. And it looked... like he was seriously injured.

At this time, the sound transmission stone on the young monk rang, and the young man quickly opened the sound transmission stone. The voice of the middle-aged scribe came from inside: "What did you find?"

"Go home, master... my subordinates found a seriously injured monk." The young man returned.

"What? Bring that person back immediately! Hurry up!" The voice of the middle-aged scribe became agitated in an instant, and he ordered loudly.

The young man responded, turned off the sound transmission stone, and muttered to himself: "I can't be sure that this person is Chu Mo, why are you so excited? Huh?"

While the young man was talking, he looked at the place just now, and was shocked. The young man who was lying there had disappeared!