In the distance, dozens of streams of light spread out in the bloody sky, and more than twenty of them were only hundreds of feet away from Chen Mo in a blink of an eye.

Chen Mo could see this distance clearly with his eyesight at this time. The wrapping of the stream of light was indeed a famous cultivator.

Chen Mo's heart sank to the bottom. These people must have used some means to track them down?

However, the next scene made him stunned.

These cultivators quickly approached him, but there was no intention of stopping. In a blink of an eye, a cultivator with a level of cultivation reached the tenth level of Qi training flew over his head, with a very serious expression. He didn't even look at him, and seemed to have not noticed Chen Mo at all.

"Didn't these people chase themselves and their senior brother?"

Figures flashed over the sky, and Chen Mo found that no one had any stops. Moreover, the people were frightened on their faces, which reminded him of the scene when he was a child when he was chased and bitten by a native dog from the next village.

"Is there anyone chasing these people?"

Chen Mo was surprised. These were hundreds of cultivators above the seventh level of Qi training. What could make these hundreds of cultivators so scared? Chen Mo couldn't help but look behind the many cultivators. Soon, his face changed drastically.

"It's that bloody shadow!"

Chen Mo turned around and ran away without thinking, but he did not go in the same direction as such a person.

He thought to himself that these blood shadows are obviously chasing these cultivators with advanced cultivation. At this time, he only has the fifth level of Qi training. I imagine that as long as he is not in the same direction as those people, the blood shadow will not abandon the watermelons of Qi training seventh level and chase his sesame seeds.

At that moment, Chen Mo even more restrained his breath, and Ye Piaoling, who was still weak in his breath, quickly found a direction to escape.

Four days later.

The low-hanging clouds in the sky have also changed from light red to deep red, and it seems that a bloody rain can be brought down at any time.

In a cave in a collapsed mountain, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief and took out the talisman pen again.

In the past two days, he also encountered four blood shadows, but at that time his cultivation had recovered most of his life, and he even made the Thunderbolt Talisman.

Although the blood shadow was strange, it seemed to be extremely restrained by the Thunderbolt Talisman. With just a few thunder power, it was killed completely.

So Chen Mo has to refine a few more pictures now.

However, the rest of the materials have been used up. Now this piece of talisman paper is made of silk from the spring thunder silkworm, and there is only one piece.

At that moment, Chen Mo concentrated his mind and calmed down, lifted his talisman pen, filled his talisman liquid, and fell on the talisman paper. The spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered around him.

Soon, as the last stroke fell, the thunder talisman paper trembled slightly, and the silver light flashing on the surface of the talisman paper disappeared in the talisman paper, and then there was no movement and it fell lightly in Chen Mo's hands like snowflakes.

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes full of surprise, put the thunder talisman like a monk, and with his waved hand, the demon python's soul emerged.

The demon python soul still roared at Chen Mo, and Chen Mo ignored it. His handprints condensed, and dozens of vine snakes rushed out, tangled and tangled into a vine demon snake, hitting the mountain.

With a bang, a rock on the mountain shattered and splashed. With the slight sound of footsteps, Chen Mo walked out.

Looking back at the senior brother on his back, seeing that Ye Piaoling was still sleeping, Chen Mo frowned and pressed the introduction of the Jade Slip of the Moistening Bone Blood-Generating Pill. The senior brother should have woken up long ago.

"Can you say that the Xijiange really did tamper with the pill?"

Chen Mo felt a little worried, but what worried him even more was this strange "central world".

At this time, he had been in the central realm for a long time, and he didn't know how far he had walked, but here he was the mountains and snow. Where could he see half a piece of ocean and island?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn't help but look up at the bloody sky: "Where is this place?"

He said softly, Chen Mo withdrew his gaze, straightened the senior brother behind him, and continued to move forward.

Before Chen Mo could take two steps, a strange voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Little friend, stay."

This call from fellow Taoist suddenly shocked Chen Mo. Who had just arrived behind him silently?

If this person has evil intentions

Chen Mo turned around slowly and saw a middle-aged man in his forties standing behind him, with slightly frosty temples and a blood-colored robe with gold edges inlaid with graceful demeanor, like a secular scholar.

What shocked Chen Mo was that from this man, he could not feel any fluctuations in spiritual power, only the breath of an ordinary person.

Is this person in front of me a mortal?

How is this possible?

How could a mortal approach him silently, how could he enter the central realm? And live until now in this central realm where he almost died several times?

Chen Mo's vigilance instantly raised his twelve points, ready to activate the Little Five Elements Vestle at any time, and at the same time touched the monk's bag.

Seeing this, the middle-aged scholar smiled slightly. He looked at Chen Mo in his vicissitudes of life. There was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, but just said, "Young friend, don't be nervous, there is no malice."

When Chen Mo heard this, his heart sank and slowly spoke, "I don't know where you are? What do you call me?"

The middle-aged scholar looked at him and his deep eyes looked at Chen Mo, making Chen Mo feel that the secrets in him seemed to be seen through in an instant, and he felt awe in his heart.

At this time, the middle-aged scholar smiled slightly and said, with a bit of vicissitudes in his words: "Where is the person? I can't remember it, but since that year, an immortal master passed by and enlightened me, I have been here all the time. Even if I am a person here, as for the title? It has not been mentioned for a long time. The immortal master called me Qianshan Blood back then. If you don't mind, then call me the same!"

The middle-aged scholar's words made Chen Mo feel very strange, and he said vigilantly: "I wonder why you are following Mo secretly?"

The scribe smiled slightly and finally said, "Young friend, don't have to test it. I have arrived shortly after that. I came here because I recently took away something that you called a spiritual plant."

Chen Mo's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he instantly remembered the root-refining Xuancao. The little Five Elements Vestle was instantly excited, and the thunder talisman in his hand fell into his palm.

He slowly spoke, "My Excellency, I don't understand what you mean."

Seeing the thunder talisman with thunder in Chen Mo's palm, the middle-aged scholar's eyes flashed with light, but there was no fear at all, and he reached out to grab the thunder talisman.

Chen Mo retreated suddenly, and instantly activated the thunder talisman, but the middle-aged scholar did not chase after him, as if he was waiting for Chen Mo to release the thunder talisman.

The next moment, the thunder talisman flew into the void, and a thunder light fell down instantly. However, the strange thing was that the thunder light did not strike the middle-aged scholar, but struck thousands of miles away.

Under the bloody sky, at the bottom of the lake where the dragons robbed the pearls intersected, three thunders struck the black can on the black platform. The black can trembled violently, and a crack appeared.
Chapter completed!