When it became clear that the figure on the turtle's back was Chen Mo, everyone subconsciously swallowed the saliva in their throats.
They are no strangers to Chen Mo.
This guy first showed his powerful bloodline power to open the ancient god's palace, and then used his bloodline power to take away the ancient god warriors. Now he was the first to get on top of the turtle's back and lie down.
No matter how you look at it, Chen Mo makes them feel unfathomable.
Ling Qingxue's mouth froze, and she looked at Chen Mo in surprise, "This guy is worthy of being a man of strong blood, and he actually went to lie on the back of a Xuanwu turtle. Isn't he afraid of death?"
Ling Qingxue was so powerful that she saw that the turtle's back was actually the mythical beast Xuanwu, but she didn't expect that Chen Mo would appear on the turtle's back, or even lie motionless on it.
Obviously, Chen Mo has lost his ability to fly and cannot escape.
"Not long ago, I read ancient books. It was said that under the seat of the ancient god was a Xuanwu. This Xuanwu had the ability to create the world. However, as the ancient god disappeared, Xuanwu's whereabouts are also unknown."
"Now it seems that the Xuanwu in front of me is the ancient god's vehicle." Ling Qingxue stretched out her hand to smooth her hair, and she couldn't help Chen Mo. Xuanwu is a real divine beast.
Moreover, it followed the ancient god from birth to death, and was far stronger than Ling Qingxue in terms of combat power and realm.
Therefore, Ling Qingxue's only way to deal with such a behemoth was to watch from a distance.
"Is this the ancient god's Xuanwu?" The others couldn't help but take a breath after hearing Ling Qingxue's words clearly.
"Chen Mo is really stupid. Even if he wants to die, he still has to find a better position."
"Xuanwu followed the ancient god through life and death. He is no longer an ordinary divine beast. He wants to kill Chen Mo with ease."
Everyone looked at Chen Mo pitifully, with no intention of helping him.
Especially Bing Yuxue Nu and Xue Hu, with gloating smiles on their faces.
"Xuanwu is very powerful. Even if Chen Mo has strong bloodline, he still can't deal with Xuanwu."
"Wait until he dies and then seize the Samsara Sword."
Bingyu Xuenu is a mid-level god, and her real fighting power is that of a high-level god. In addition, she possesses the Law of Ice. As long as Chen Mo dies, she is confident to take away the Samsara Sword.
At this moment, Chen Mo was lying on the turtle's back, unable to move. There was a majestic pressure in the forbidden air field around him, and Chen Mo had exhausted all his strength just to resist.
It is almost impossible for him to deal with Xuanwu.
"Boy, I am Xuanwu, one of the four great beasts. You have offended me by coming here. I will never forgive you for your behavior. You must die for me."
Xuanwu's body moved again, and if the huge turtle's back moved even slightly, there would be signs of the sky falling apart and a large amount of coercion coming down from the sky and the earth.
The monks on the edge of the cliff mobilized their profound energy to resist.
Chen Mo, who was the first to bear the brunt, saw streams of blood bursting out from his internal organs, limbs and bones, his skin was ulcerated, his face was pale, and he was helpless.
"Am I really going to die here?"
Chen Mo was unwilling to die, and the power of various laws was activated crazily, forming a completely different terrifying power. Thunder and lightning rolled, and the air of death filled the air. The two laws merged with each other and penetrated into Xuanwu's body.
However, Turtle Back immediately resisted with the power of Xuanwu, causing Chen Mo to open his mouth and vomit blood.
"Poof!"
Chen Mo's face became paler, and the law of life was slowly operating. At this moment, he felt that his whole body had suffered an unprecedented blow, but he soon began to summon the ancient god warriors.
Buzz!
As the seven ancient god warriors appeared, they looked at each other, and then subconsciously stabbed down the turtle's back with their spear blades. The powerful penetration force directly burst out sparks.
Click!
Between the electric light and flint, the power of Xuanwu also bloomed.
"Boy, you actually got the ancient god warrior?" Xuanwu was surprised, and immediately transformed into a middle-aged man wearing gray robes, but his whole person was still unfathomable.
Looking at Chen Mo, the middle-aged man said slowly: "The ancient god warriors are the followers of the master during his lifetime. They have a strong will and must guard the palace for the master even after death."
"But you made them obey your words. This is really unexpected to me."
After the middle-aged man said this, he looked at Chen Mo with a strange look in his eyes.
He and the ancient god warrior were both under the command of the ancient god, and their relationship was not generally good.
But he didn't expect that Chen Mo would have such a powerful means to take away these ancient god warriors.
At this moment, Chen Mo looked at the middle-aged man. His body slowly straightened up, but he still had serious internal injuries in his heart, but he could no longer care too much, and his eyes became a little sad.
"Senior, the ancient god warriors absorb the power of my bloodline, and they will naturally obey my orders."
"I didn't mean to offend when I came here. Please forgive me, senior."
After saying that, Chen Mo cupped his hands with great respect.
When the ancient god saw this, his face became a little cold.
"Boy, you actually used this method to take away the ancient god warriors. It's even more impossible for me to forgive you."
"After all, these ancient god warriors are also my brothers. They used to protect the ancient gods with me, but now they have been turned into puppets by you. If I don't kill you, what kind of dignity will I have?"
As he said this, Xuanwu power bloomed in the middle-aged man's palm, and he was about to kill Chen Mo.
"Senior, wait a minute."
At this moment, Ling Qingxue flew down from above, her eyes locked on Xuanwu.
"Girl, what do you have to say?" Xuanwu glanced at Ling Qingxue indifferently.
Ling Qingxue came to Chen Mo and said: "Senior, although Chen Mo took away the ancient god warriors, it was excusable, and these ancient god warriors followed Chen Mo voluntarily."
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Xuanwu looked slightly moved. According to what Ling Qingxue said, the ancient god warrior was willing to follow Chen Mo, so it would be unreasonable for him to deal with Chen Mo.
But Xuanwu looked at Ling Qingxue and asked: "What proof do you have to prove that the ancient god warrior is willing to follow Chen Mo? If not, I will still kill this boy."
As soon as these words came out, Ling Qingxue frowned, looked at Chen Mo and said, "Before, you used the power of blood to take away the ancient god warrior, so now you should be able to make the ancient god warrior speak to prove your innocence."
Chen Mo heard this and nodded immediately.
At this moment, he had no choice. Facing Xuanwu, Chen Mo was not strong enough to deal with him.
Therefore, Chen Mo endured the heartbreaking pain and activated the power of his blood vessels to enter the ancient god warrior's body.
Along with the surge of blood, the eyes of several ancient gods suddenly opened wide, and then they looked at Xuanwu, with blurred eyes in their eyes, which made Xuanwu look complicated.
"Is it true that the ancient god warriors are willing to follow this boy?" Xuanwu shook his head in disbelief, "They have followed their master for many years, why did they forget their original intention?"