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"It seems that you have seriously studied that thesis, which is very good! Cultivation is to have this kind of pragmatic research spirit!"

Yan Xuyang was moved. Sure enough, his hard-working mentor saw and recognized his efforts.

"It's all thanks to your cultivation, mentor! If it weren't for your diligent teaching..."

Chen Mo waved his hand and interrupted Yan Xuyang's words. He had heard enough of the system's nonsense, so he finally came out and pretended to be forced to relax. Who could bear to listen to this kind of talk.

"Just accept the results of your own efforts with an open mind, and don't shift the responsibility to others."

Um?Is that how to shirk responsibility?

Yan Xuyang was stunned for a moment, but the Chinese culture is extensive and profound, so he didn't think much about it.

Hearing Chen Mo's encouragement, Yan Xuyang felt that he could do it again.

Isn't it just being squeezed out of spirit energy and hollowed out of the body? I can completely resist it, even if I get another one, it's completely fine!

Of course, it would be even better if you could make some small requests, such as Miss Yu or something...

Hearing the conversation between Chen Mo and Yan Xuyang, Ye Chen knew that he was thinking wrongly. They all acted like a teacher-student harmony, so it can't prove the relationship between them, but when did Xuyang find a mentor? He didn't hear any news, and there was something wrong with what they were talking about.

Chen Mo looked at Ye Chen and said with a smile, "You are Xu Yang's classmate."

Ye Chen came back to his senses and replied solemnly: "Yes, teacher."

"Nice lad."

Chen Mo smiled and nodded, then said seriously, "But what you called it just now is a bit wrong, it's quantum ghost, not ghost."

ah?What the hell is a quantum ghost?Why does it sound like a sci-fi style?

Ye Chen was immediately stunned.

The blood-robed old man hanging up in the sky looked at Chen Mo with an ugly face. He didn't have the strong sense of ghost king to perceive Chen Mo's immortal reactor. In his eyes, Chen Mo couldn't see the depth like Yan Xuyang, so he was in the sky. Zhong hung up the phone for a while, ready to see how Chen Mo would make moves, and try his depth.

But who knew that Chen Mo ignored him as soon as he came over and chatted with Yan Xuyang and the others, which made him very angry.

To his fierce reputation, whoever heard it would have a sudden change of face, but today not only was he successfully attacked by a junior, but now he was directly ignored, how could he bear it.

I don't want to be ashamed!

The blood-robed old man shouted loudly towards the bottom: "Who is under your feet!"

Chen Mo turned his head to look at the blood-robed old man in the air and said calmly, "Say my name to scare you."

The blood-robed old man was so angry that he still scared me. He was the only one who scared others, so others should scare him!

"Hmph! Scared me? This old man has never been frightened since he stepped into the cultivation world for more than a hundred years. Your Excellency is so majestic!"

"Have you heard of the ghost king of Fengdu?"

The blood-robed old man's aura suddenly forked, and he almost fell off the blood cloud. He was frightened.

It doesn't matter that the title of Fengdu Ghost King is too big in ghost cultivators, but he has existed in the underworld for thousands of years, which is comparable to a ghost cultivator who has only practiced for more than 200 years.

But soon he realized that no matter how you look at it, Chen Mo is an individual, how could he be a ghost cultivator, not to mention that the ghost gate has not been opened, how could the Fengdu ghost king appear in the cultivation world.

"You still want to say that you are the ghost king of Fengdu!" Xuepao stared at Chen Mo fiercely, do you think I am stupid!

Chen Mo shook his head.

"Of course I'm not the ghost king of Fengdu."

The blood-robed old man's expression softened a little.

"Fengdu Ghost King died at my hands."

"..."

The blood-robed old man took a deep breath, and said with an angry smile: "Okay, okay, it seems that you don't take me seriously at all!"

"In this case, let's see the real trick!"

"rise!"

Following the blood-robed old man's loud shout, the blood clouds in the sky gathered together to form a huge cloud cluster.

"I want to see if your hand skills are as good as your mouth skills!"

"go with!"

The blood-robed old man waved the cloud and rushed towards Chen Mo.

Looking at the rushing clouds, Chen Mo was very calm. Although the blood-robed old man disappeared immediately with a single strike of the Gaussian ion resonance sword, but there was no need for it. He had already planned to act aggressively.

Chen Mo looked at Yan Xuyang and said, "Look, this is the correct usage of Quantum Information Network."

Is the instructor going to guide me? Yan Xuyang was overjoyed and looked at Chen Mo with all his attention.

Chen Mo raised his hands, and a Gatling machine gun appeared in his hand.

Ok?

Is this the correct usage of Quantum Information Network? !

Increase the firepower!

Under Yan Xuyang's bewildered expression, Chen Mo shot.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

Namo Gatling Bodhisattva breathes three thousand six hundred revolutions in one breath.

Chapter 140: Gatling Laser Cannon

The Gatling machine gun spun at high speed, and the rain of bullets sprayed out instantly tore up the blood cloud and rushed towards the blood-robed old man.

The old man in the blood robe was startled. He had been in the realm of comprehension for so many years, and he had never seen such a sharp magic weapon. He even broke his spell in an instant. It was so terrifying!

Looking at Chen Mo's relaxed face, it is likely that he has not used his full strength. If this is to improve his power, he should not be beaten into a sieve on the spot.

The old man in the blood robe didn't dare to test it anymore, if he kept his hands back, he might be left behind by ghosts.

"Blood Fiend Divine Light!"

The blood-robed old man shouted loudly, the spiritual power in his body surged, and a blood-colored light spewed out head-on towards the blood cloud that was torn apart by the bullets.

This blood light is different from the blood cloud that shattered when touched just now. It is the blood-robed old man's trump card. It is a spell he learned from an adventure in his early years. He was exorcised and defended.

The power of this ultimate move is obviously much stronger than the blood cloud used to test it. After the bloody light hit Gatling's hail of bullets, it immediately blocked the Gatling machine gun's glance.

Then such a strange scene appeared, the blood-robed old man flew in the sky and released waves towards the ground, Chen Mo strafed the sky with a machine gun, the blood lights and bullets entangled each other in the air as if they were facing waves.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Chen was completely dumbfounded, feeling as if he was living in a dream.

Cultivators vs. Gatling guns?What kind of reality cultivating sci-fi master is this!This is outrageous!

Those bad movie ghost screenwriters dare not do this, okay!

He no longer doubts the teacher-student relationship between Chen Mo and Yan Xuyang. From the weapons they use, it can be seen that they are full of cultural heritage. Can this be false?

Ye Chen wants to know a question now, what is the style of painting in this world!

This deadlocked situation was within Chen Mo's expectations. Although the Gatling gun he took out was a spiritual weapon with unlimited ammunition, his power could only be reached without special blessings of spiritual power. To this extent, but this is exactly his purpose.

As the saying goes, hearing is believing, seeing is believing, and only by presenting real evidence can the educational effect be maximized.

Chen Mo turned to look at Yan Xuyang who spoke in an educator's tone.

"Xuyang, there is a limit to the power of spirit weapon."

"One thing I learned from my short education career is that the more people are addicted to the convenience of spiritual weapons, the more they will fall into unexpected difficulties because of the upper limit of the power of spiritual weapons, and they will fall short. Row."

Yan Xuyang listened to this sentence in a daze, always feeling that this sentence pattern was constantly stimulating his DNA.

Probably an illusion, Yan Xuyang calmed down his restless DNA, and asked with an open-minded attitude of asking for advice: "Then what should I do, mentor?"

Chen Mo was very dissatisfied with Yan Xuyang's answer, why is this kid so rigid, don't you know how to answer such obvious DNA sentences!

Your DNA is usually used to hold something, deoxyribonucleotides!

What a disappointment!

Yan Xuyang was humbly asking for advice, but Ye Chen was stunned. He and Yan Xuyang have different preferences, and usually don't watch anime much. Although he also has a P station account, he usually uses it to watch ghosts or animals. For those who watch movies, after all, they often buy dramas with diarrhea at Station P. I don’t know when the 98 billion will be spent.

Listening to Chen Mo's DNA-style sentences, Ye Chen couldn't figure it out and subconsciously said, "What are you talking about?"

Chen Mo and Yan Xuyang instantly turned their attention to Ye Chen, but the DNA could not be moved.

Ok?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Seeing Ye Chen's bewildered expression, Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction. He didn't expect Yan Xuyang to have a roommate with such a high level of comprehension, and a child can be taught.

"The method is very simple, that is to break through the upper limit of the power of the spirit weapon itself, so that it does not become a spirit weapon!"

Speaking of which, Chen Mo slammed one hand on the Gatling machine gun in his hand, and the barrel of the machine gun stopped immediately.

The bullets scanning the air also suddenly went out.

The blood-robed old man was taken aback for a moment. Why did this man's attack suddenly stop? Could it be that his spiritual power was exhausted?

No matter what the reason was, the blood-robed old man would not let go of this great opportunity, and decisively mobilized all his spiritual power, maximizing the output of the blood-fiend divine light.

Hesitate and you will lose!

For a moment, the blood fiend's divine light rushed towards Chen Mo fiercely.

"Although I don't know what wishful thinking you are planning, but you have found the wrong person! Today next year will be your death day!"

"You don't have to worry about being lonely on Huangquan Road. After you die, I will send those two boys down to see you. However, that pure spirit body is good. It is a good material for making a furnace. I will enjoy it when the time comes. !"

Hearing the ridicule of the blood-robed old man, Chen Mo sneered, and the Gatling machine gun turned on again.

The blood-robed old man was just thinking about farts. How could Chen Mo's immortal reactor be exhausted because of such a strafing? The reason why he stopped just now was because he was adding special effects.

And now the special effects are full!

Accompanied by Gatling's high-speed rotation, the tube shot out a series of lasers!

At this moment, Chen Mo's painting style has completely stepped into the ranks of science fiction.

Under the high-speed strafing of the Gatling machine gun, innumerable laser rays rushed towards the bloody god light with full firepower, and it was only a moment before the bloody god light was pierced.