Invasion of the martial arts world

Chapter 659 Overlord-level Wealth
Chen Mo looked back quickly, and there was a fist-sized ball of light hidden in a gap behind him.

Chen Mo put away the light ball and looked left and right and said in a deep voice:
"The Chaos Azure Dragon is really powerful. It hides its big world in the gap, and the pressure here is really heavy."

The stone platform where Chen Mo appeared was ten thousand feet in size. When he appeared, he found a special wave faintly coming from under the stone platform. After collecting the chaotic dragon's big world, he walked down the stone platform.

A tomb, a tomb suspended in the chaos, and the stone platform just now is just the tombstone of this tomb, and there is an extremely powerful force of the earth on the tomb made of the original chaos stone.

The power of the earth, when Chen Mo felt this kind of power, he knew why the big world of the chaotic blue dragon could not be broken out. The pressure here even created a special force field, and there was not even a trace of chaotic energy within tens of billions of miles. .

"Tattoo."

Chen Mo walked down the tombstone step by step, and only then did he see the words engraved on the tombstone clearly. He stared at the words on the tombstone and murmured:

"The Tomb of the Domineering Master."

This Zhixu Bazun is a Tyrant-level powerhouse, otherwise he would not be called Bazun, but Chen Mo has never heard of this name, and even said that there are very few people in Hongmeng who know him, not even the Blood Emperor of Hongmeng. Hold on to this person.

Zhixu was one of the first cultivators in this Hongmeng world, and also the first batch of strong men to cultivate to the level of overlord. He entered Chaos in order to pursue cultivation to become stronger.

A powerhouse at the level of a tyrant, apart from dying and fighting, there are very few things in this chaos that can destroy them. Unfortunately, few do not mean nothing. Zhixu Bazun encountered the most dangerous thing in the chaos. One of the forces is Chaos Rift.

The space tearing ability produced by the chaotic rift is beyond the reach of an emperor-level master. The instant tearing force will wipe out the head of Zhixu Bazun and his soul, and the remaining soul in his Hunyuan world will destroy his Hunyuan. The world condenses into a tomb hanging in chaos.

"Crack."

Just after reading the message left by Zhixu Bazun's remaining primordial spirit, a door was opened in the center of the tombstone inlaid in front of the tomb. Chen Mo didn't go in directly. Inside was a Hunyuan world of the primordial primordial level, and it was compressed. In this world, in addition to the corpse of Bazun Zhixu, there must be the treasures of martial arts, weapons and his strongest source power left behind by him.

There are many benefits, but they are not for nothing. Back then, the Chaos Azure Dragon hid the Great World on this tombstone, so it had no chance to stay here, otherwise he might have entered the tomb passage. The tomb of the dead is not as simple as it looks.

To be on the safe side, Chen Mo displayed a one hundred and eighth-grade grandmist purple lotus on top of his head, holding Tian Yuan, which turned into a sword of immortality, in his hand, his body was covered with the aura of primordial species to shield him from interference, and the divine light of Taixu on his forehead scanned the front, He just walked into the passage step by step.

The pitch-black tomb passage was thousands of feet away, but Chen Mo walked cautiously for half an hour to the tomb. As soon as he walked into the tomb, with a soft sound, the tomb instantly brightened.

A headless corpse on the platform. A mass of khaki source force and a khaki long knife.

This is all the things in the tomb. Chen Mo Taixu's divine light glanced and found that there was no trace of primordial spirit power in the corpse, and there was not even any primordial spirit fluctuation on the Yuanli long knife.

The source power is the source power of the earth, the knife is a chaotic-level holy weapon, and the corpse is the real body of the overlord who has cultivated for trillions of years, and the essence contained in it will never be lost with time. If this Hunyuan World turned into a stone tomb reaches the Primordial Realm, it can be integrated into this Hunyuan World and directly break through to the Hegemony Realm.

The tyrant of the Primordial Mist is extremely attractive, even Chen Mo can't help but be moved, but he didn't go forward to put these things away, but scanned the entire tomb with Taixu Divine Light more carefully.

The tomb is just this space, there is nothing else except the huge pressure, Chen Mo frowned and muttered:

"Is it really that simple?"

Looking at the huge benefits in front of him, Chen Mo seemed extremely entangled. Not taking the benefits would be a waste of opportunity, but to take away the Hunyuan world outside, he would have to take away the power of the soil of Zhixu Bazun, otherwise everything here would be lost. I can't take it away.

Whether to take the benefits that are in front of him or retreat for the time being, Chen Mo began to struggle for the first time, he didn't feel the crisis, but he was uneasy.

"There is no windfall, no wealth, no night grass, no fat, just take a gamble, and within 2000 billion years, I will be able to break through the Primordial Yuan, and in [-] billion years, I will be able to absorb this Hunyuan World and reach the Primordial Master, even if I have reached the Primordial World It can also move freely and horizontally.”

Chen Mo was certain in his eyes. He walked up to the headless corpse while talking to himself, looked at the long knife inserted on the stone platform and the source of earth power suspended on the corpse, and carefully drew out the long knife. There are countless natural lines of the soil system, and when the long knife leaves the stone platform, a thick and overbearing power of the soil spreads in all directions.

"Powang, a good sword, if you unite with Tianyuan, you will exert the power of the primordial spirit soldier. Even in the primordial realm, you can still split mountains and seas with one strike." Chen Mo gently stroked the spine of the long saber and said.

There was no response when he drew out the knife. Chen Mo put away the knife and looked at the corpse of Zhixu Bazun. The strong one among the first generation of practitioners also majored in body cultivation techniques, so the energy in his body was extremely powerful.

Chen Mo didn't break ground first, looking at the corpse, he put his hand on the corpse and then activated the Beiming Divine Art to devour the powerful essence inside.

One day, Chen Mo absorbed twelve hours in bursts, which was something he had never done before. Even if he absorbed an expert who was one or two levels higher than himself, it would still take tens of breaths of time.

This time, it took a whole day to absorb the essence in the Overlord's body. Chen Mo was surprised to find that if he changed completely, his ninety-nine real kung fu could advance to the peak of the seventh level, which would also be comparable to the realm of the Overlord of the Primordial Mist strength.

That is to say, this Zhixu Bazun has practiced physical training and the big world like Chen Mo, and his combat power is stronger than those who practice the big world alone, and even stronger than those who mainly practice the gods. more than double.

Far less than the Emperor of Primordial Origin, but much stronger than the same level, Chen Mo quickly calculated in his mind how many such cultivators there were in the initial Primordial Origin, and where did they go? Wandering in chaos, still cultivating secretly.

A layer of doubts made Chen Mo more vigilant. The legend of the existence of Hongmeng was millions of trillions of years ago, so what happened before the legend?Did it just disappear like the legend after the prehistoric era?
(End of this chapter)