Invasion of the martial arts world

Chapter 651
Chen Mo shook his head and smiled, then went to the kitchen, cut off a piece of meat and a piece of liver from the fire dragon in the small world, sucked out the fire energy inside, and then started to cook a dragon broth and stir-fry a dragon liver.

Allowing the family to eat Hunyuan grade dragon meat and dragon liver is Chen Mo's most practical help to the elderly. With this stuff, their bodies will be healthier after eating, and it can improve the meridians and blood vessels. After eating Grandma patted Chen Mo's shoulder affectionately and said with a smile:

"Xiao Mo, the dishes you cook are really delicious. If you weren't a boy, we promise you to cook every day."

Grandpa also smiled and said:

"Well, Xiao Mo's cooking skills are really getting better and better. This meal is more comfortable than eating dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder. This is the first time I feel so energetic after eating."

Chen Mo's parents couldn't help nodding their heads, the soup pots and dishes on the table were already clean, they certainly didn't expect that Chen Mo would really get dragon meat and dragon liver for them to eat;

The fire dragon is a Hunyuan-level beast race. In fact, it should be counted among the spirit beasts. The meat on its body does not have the explosive energy of the fire power. Ordinary people will be cured of all diseases after eating a bite, but the dragon liver is a dragon. Where blood is produced, let a few old people eat it. Although it does not mean immortality, it will also allow them to live in good health for countless years.

Of course, Chen Mo will not ignore his family if he attains enlightenment alone, but he has some things to do, and only when he has no scruples can he reveal his identity to his family.

After staying at home for half a month, Chen Mo finally set off again. Honghuang is his destination, and what he has to do is to transfer the entire Honghuang world away, and to do this, he must break the seal established by Tiandao Ziling. In the battle, the puppet Hongjun has to be dealt with, otherwise Ziling can track the existence of the prehistoric world by relying on these two things.

Stepping into the wilderness, Chen Mo appeared by the small river in the holy place of the human race. Just when he was about to reach the 33rd day, a child ran over and shouted:
"The holy land of the three clans, no intrusion is allowed."

Chen Mo counted the time with his fingers, from the time he flew into Chaos and the battle between Heaven and Dao, and then fell into the crack to the Chaos Thunder area very close to the Hongmeng Realm. It took more than a thousand years to go to Hongmeng and leave, but he found that it has passed for a long time look like.

It was only after this calculation that he realized that something was wrong. The time he positioned was that the primordial time left the primordial world before entering the prehistoric world. Otherwise, the primordial primordial species would blow up the entire primordial chaos into nothingness when he came back. There is not the same self.

But he calculated the prehistoric time, only to find that more than 10 years had passed. He squinted his eyes and thought for a while. The disappearing time should be due to the weird space rift that he and Zi Ling fell into.

At the beginning, he was so crushed by the tearing force of space that his primordial spirit froze, and he had no memory of the time when he disappeared. No wonder it took him and Zi Ling to reach the distance that took hundreds of billions of years when they came.

Chen Mo calculated the distance spanned by that kind of space channel, and even if he reached the emperor level in less than 10 years, he would not be able to do it.

Chen Mo was lost in thought about his own affairs, the child had already run in front of him, he tilted his neck to look at Chen Mo and shouted:

"Young master, no one in the holy land of the three clans is allowed to trespass, otherwise sister Tian and the others will be angry."

"Sister Tian"

Chen Mo was taken aback, and then he smiled again. He has seven gourd babies and a vine girl guarding here. With a flick of his finger, a wave spread out to the whole prehistoric desolation, but after a while, twelve Hunyuan-level witches would appear in the sky. The ancestors of the clan opened their eyes at the same time on 33 days, and the eldest emperor Jiang Xin said happily:

"The Holy King summoned us. It seems that there is something important. Otherwise, he made us unable to practice in the past, but now he directly summons me to wait for exposure. I should have a place to play."

Not to mention Di Jiang's joy, the other ancestors of the Wu Clan were all very happy, because Chen Mo's existence took away the evil spirit from the place where they were born. Although Zu has a great reputation, no one has seen them make a move.

The twelve ancestors of the Wu clan flew out for 33 days, and only then opened a space channel to the holy land of the three clans when they reached Dijiang on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"Daddy."

Amidst a burst of chirping, Chen Mo's vine girl Chen Tian and a group of gourd boys all rushed over. Chen Tian rushed into Chen Mo's arms and shouted sweetly:

"Dad, why did you stay away for so long?"

"It's not that long, it's only been 10 years." Chen Mo touched his daughter's pigtails and smiled.

He did go there not long ago. According to the comparison of his calming down and practicing for at least tens of millions of years, 10 years is really nothing. The eight babies in front of him are all congenital gourds and gourd vines. After cultivating for more than [-] years, the little guys haven't grown up much. It is estimated that they have not broken through the Hunyuan in hundreds of millions of years, and this head will not grow up.

Seeing that the eight guardians were actually called Chen Mo's father, the child who blocked the silence before was stunned. At this moment, a crack appeared beside the small river, and all twelve ancestors of the witch clan walked out of it. Dijiang then asked:

"Holy King, why did you summon us this time?"

Chen Mo glanced at the child who was stunned by the appearance of the eight little treasures, he stepped forward and touched the child's head and said with a smile:
"Good boy, let's go home and play."

The child looked at Chen Mo and stammered:
"You are the Holy King."

Chen Mo nodded. The Holy King is the title given to him by the human race. The witch and monster races originally called him the Holy King, but now they simply call him the Holy King. All three races know that the three-race alliance is due to the existence of the Holy King. It also avoids wars between the three races due to different bloodlines;
Nowadays, the three races live together and intermarry, and the descendants can no longer say what race they are called, so the alliance of three races is planning to cancel the name of the alliance and change it to the prehistoric race.

"The holy king is also a human being, so children don't need to be nervous, just go home." Chen Mo still said kindly.

"The Holy King has arrived. The Holy King has returned."

The child yelled and ran towards a nearby settlement. Chen Mo stepped on the ground, and dozens of stone benches rose from the ground. After everyone sat down, he said to Di Jiang and others:
"In the past 10 years, I chased and killed Tiandao Ziling and went to the Primordial World, but she planned to come back again, and brought a large group of powerful helpers, but when we went, we accidentally broke through the super space channel, this time she wants to come back It cannot be done without tens of billions of years.

So within tens of billions of years, I must take the Primordial World away without leaving traces of the Dao of Heaven, otherwise she can follow these marks to find the Primordial World. "

Hou Tu, who is the spokesperson of the Wu Clan, looked at Chen Mo in surprise and asked:

"Chasing and killing the Heavenly Dao, Hongmeng World, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)