Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

Chu Mo knew that she was paying attention, and it did n’t matter. Since he took the Handan clock, Sima Xin would definitely be the enemy of life and death with him.

However, this is only in the eyes of others, and Sima Xin has never caught his eye.

The teleportation formation slowly worked, and several people embarked on the formation.

But the moment Chu Mo stepped into battle, an old voice suddenly came to his ear.

"Boy, would you like to be a disciple of an old man?"

The time seemed to freeze in the afternoon.

The roar of Chu Mo's ears running around in his ears also disappeared in an instant, as if he was still, Chu Mo's face was calm, but he just looked indifferently.

Everything around these seems to be still, the light of the formation does not move, and the earth around does not move. What is strange is that in his eyes, Hanshan is still there, but there are no people in it, and the three are as usual, but they are also unmanned .

Even Fang Canglan and Han Feizi, who were only around him, have disappeared now. Like the whole world, only Chu Mo is left.

As if the old voice came from that ear, the world was changed.

Chu Mo chuckled a little, he thought it was the way of time, if so, he would be surprised, now it seems that he was just pulled into a space created by the old man himself, maybe the speed of time is different, but it is not surprising .

"Here is the space created by me." Sure enough, it didn't take long before that same voice came from his ear before, and now came from a distance, and with the sound appeared, it was An Dongfeng in the distance Go, an old man in white robe sitting there.

The old man had a hip flask in his hand, and after taking a sip, he looked at Chu Mo.

At the same time, the old man's words also confirmed Chu Mo's conjecture.

"See seniors."

Chu Mo's slightly arched hands are not humble and overbearing. Although it is not the way of time, such a method is also extraordinary. Chu Mo will still give the face he should give.

The old man gave Chu Mo a surprised look, apparently did not expect Chu Mo to be so calm.

After Chu Mo's eyes condensed on the old man for a moment, he looked around again. There was no life on Yan Chifeng, the world around him, indeed, there was no third person except him and the old man.

After hesitating, Chu Mo tried to raise his foot and walked out of the teleportation array. After he stepped out, he immediately looked back at the teleportation array. The ray of light did not move, and the motionless light looked like an illusory carving. .

After confirming that it will not affect the transmission here, it will slowly take off, and walk forward step by step until it reaches An Dongfeng and walks more than ten feet away from the old man.

"Come, sit next to me." The old man put down the jug and glanced at Chu Mo, with a touch of appreciation in his expression.

Chu Mo silently approached the old man, obeyed and sat down directly.

"Curious?" The old man carefully looked at Chu Mo's right hand and raised a finger toward Chu Mo's front. Immediately before Chu Mo's body twisted in the void, a pot of wine appeared.

"Do not."

Chu Mo shook his head and sipped his wine. "The wine is good."

Chu Mo's answer actually made the old man stunned and looked at Chu Mo in amazement, "Do you know the world?"

"I don't know."

"Then why are you not curious?"

"Although Senior Cultivation is higher than me, but watching blood and feeling, at most it is only a sacrifice of bones, that is, a means of sacrifice to bones. For me, sooner or later."

Chu Mo replied lightly.

"Hahaha, arrogant, arrogant, indeed worthy of being an apprentice of my devil."

It was said that instead of being angry, the old man laughed and gave a sip of wine. Repeatedly, I didn't hear the disgust in Chu Mo's words.

Want to be his master of Chu Mo, at least it must be a realm of wild gods?

"However, if you don't want to know, the old man can't say it?" The old man took up the jug again, took a sip, looked at Chu Mo, and continued, "Ji Kong is the repair of the Bone Realm. When most of them reach the bone, they can communicate with the world and create their own world.

Because it is unreal, it is illusory, so it is called empty. Because it is formed in the body chalk, it is blocked by skin and flesh and cannot be extended, so it is called the boundary. "

"The old man's world is incomplete, and he can only create the world he sees. There are no creatures in it, which can bring you in. It is not easy."

Chu Mo didn't reply, he really didn't know much about the sacrifice of bones, and he understood it without fear.

"Blood clotting, dusting, bone sacrifice, barbaric soul. These are the four realms that my barbarians have cultivated. You must first understand the meaning of these four realms and understand why they are so divided. Then, it is possible, one step Step in. "The old man smiled.

"Whether you can be my disciple or not, you and I meet each other. It's a fate. I can guide you, so-called blood clotting, why should there be a blood word?" The old man looked at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo's mouth twitched. Didn't the old man just understand his hint?

Even want to accept him as a disciple?

But after hesitating, Chu Mo answered.

"Because my barbarians inherited the blood, the blood contains the power of barbarians, but it is thin, and it can only burst out if it is constantly condensed."

"Yes, in a broad sense, this is correct. But you still don't understand, their connotation." The old man raised his right hand and stroked the sky.

Under this stroke, immediately in the sky, a blood line appeared, which radiated a dazzling red awn.

"Look clearly. I only deduced it for you once. After reading it, tell me the answer. This is my first assessment of you. If it succeeds, it will be counted as a disciple of the old man. If it fails, where will it come from? After the old man gave Chu Mo a deep look, his right hand waved again.

Under this wave, the blood line on the sky was shocked, and several branches were divided on it. Those branches split again, and at the end, the blood line displayed in Chu Mo's eyes seemed to be countless at first glance. , But look carefully, it is still one.

Numerous branches started from a blood line, split under each other, condensed in the air, outlined a humanoid pattern, the red light flashed, shining in all directions.

Seeing this, Chu Mo took a deep breath, and if there was a thunder in his head, he thought that he had disappeared and turned into your bloodline, and now he appeared again, covering Chu Mo ’s whole body.

This strange scene shocked Chu Mo.

The old man who was still indifferent suddenly stood up suddenly. What kind of monster is this?

"How much do you open the dust line ?!"

The reason why the old man was stunned is because Chu Mo ’s bloodline was so horrible at the moment, and it was so scary. At a glance, he had far exceeded thousands, but the dense and bloody, even the bloody, even his Soul power cannot see the quantity.

He only knows how much, so much that he dare not imagine.

"Senior, this is my secret."

Chu Mo answered very plainly, but his attention at the moment is not here. Chu Mo looked at the silhouette of the bloodline on the sky and changed again.

These bloodlines were entangled, and gradually appeared an illusory appearance. Nearly ten thousand bloodlines turned into a general shape, and every hundred bloodlines became a scale. This horrible behemoth was gradually taking shape.

It's a dragon!

It is also Chu Mo's wild pattern.

At the moment when he saw this, the blood line that had just resurfaced in Chu Mo's body ran violently, his body trembling violently, as if unable to control, his face was pale immediately, and the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood.

A feeling of haggard permeates the mind, and this feeling stems from the scene he saw, which triggered the blood in the body.

"His ~"

The old man took a breath, and your secret is too big.

"It's really a little monster, do you want to continue? At this moment the bloodline's anti-biting power, I am afraid the old man can't bear it."

"Continue!" Chu Mo gritted his teeth.

In the sky, the Scarlet Dragon is merging with the figure. The Golden Dragon coiled around, gradually blending into the silhouette, regardless of each other. Immediately afterwards, a golden bone appeared in the body of this figure. This bone slowly increased. After a while, a complete spine appeared.

It's not over. After this spine appeared, as time went by, a complete skeleton appeared in the figure's body chalk!

With a silhouette, a skeleton, and flesh and skin, it looks like a complete person.

However, there is no soul, no spirit, this person closed his eyes, can not open, on his body, Chu Mo felt a kind of hollow, such as sleep without awakening.

"Open your eyes, it's a wild soul." The old man said quietly, his right hand was lowered, and at the moment his hand fell, the figure in the sky was transformed into a distortion, and it merged into nothingness.

Chu Mo sat there, staring blankly at the disappearing figure in the sky, and everything he had seen before appeared in his mind. For a long time, he closed his eyes.

Time lapses slowly. In this space, there is no fighting between the sun, the moon, and the stars. It seems that the passage of time here is still still.

The old man kept his eyes closed and did not open. He had enough patience to wait for Chu Mo's answer, but it didn't take long for the old man to open his eyes violently and look at Chu Mo in front of him.

Chu Mo's body was motionless, but the blood line that had previously appeared on his body was at the moment, in the fierce flash, there were so two, which merged with each other.

The old man looked strange, looking at the two blood lines that merged on Chu Mo.

"A strong perception !!"

The blood line on Chu Mo, after two of them merged together, swiftly accelerated the fusion speed, one by one, after a few hours, under the look of the old man's admiration, the blood line of Chu Mo's body was awe-inspiring. Fusion became one.

This bloodline, flashing red light, slowly appeared on Chu Mo's face, turned into the dragon head of Golden Dragon, and spread down along Chu Mo's neck and neck. This spreading behavior was seen by the old man. Let him stunned.

Before the old man had recovered, the upper body of Chu Mo's shirt could not bear the power of the bloodline, and it burst open, revealing a complete barbarian pattern.

"His ~ what the **** is this?"

The old man has never seen such a clear barbarian pattern, one scale and one beard, all clearly visible, coiled all over the body, and this is called the barbarian pattern of the dragon by Chu Mo.

"No wonder, no wonder, no wonder he refused the **** moon pattern and the dazzling sky pattern in his eyes, but in his eyes, it was nothing in his palm. This kid is even more crazy than the old man."

The old man murmured, his expression showing shock.

It took more than ten seconds for the old man to fully recover, and he turned into a smile with an unpredictable look, and his right hand waved on Chu Mo, making Chu Mo's shirt appear again. Then, he coughed and made his predecessor look, looking at Chu Mo.

At this moment, Chu Mo slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes had a shimmering light, which contained enlightenment.

"Thank you."

Chu Mo said lightly, the old man's move really helped him.

Although he is a divine body with unparalleled talent, the path of practice, if there is a leader, is indeed much simpler, at least he already has a clear direction for the future path.

"Blood clotting, dusting, bone sacrifice, and wild soul, these four realms are all made of a word!" Chu Mo took a deep breath and slowly spoke.

"Creation, out of nothing, is the connotation of these four realms. This kind of creation is dominated by wild patterns!"

After finishing this sentence, Chu Mo was also thankful for his wild pattern choice, not too casual.

"Yes, it is clear that this can be blamed, and it has been counted as the threshold, and it should be the identity of the **** of the dust. The word" make "is the core of my barbarian, one ancient, one ancient, one ancient, one hundred ancient. Even a thousand creations, and ultimately a permanent creation, is the skill of the barbarian god! "

"There are countless outer realms in this world, and the practitioners are all different and different. However, it is one of the characters that only my barbarians have cultivated, and they will achieve great success in the barbaric soul realm and create a barbarian image of their own!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction, "Chu Mo, the old man Tian Xie Zi, lives in the Tian Han Sect, which is not only a person of the Tian Han Sect, but also a non-cultivator of the Tian Han Sect. Thoughtful, but ultimately not suitable.

I was already paying attention when you opened the dust, even when you were meditating on the rough lines, the old man was there! "Xian Xie Zi slowly spoke, looking at Chu Mo."

Chu Mo looked up at the old man, and he did not doubt his words. But there was still no reply, and obviously he wanted to look at the conditions of the old man.

"Now there are two choices before you. First, everything is still the same, you still go to Tian Hanzong, and an old man speaks for you, you can become a disciple of Tian Hanzong!

And because you are qualified to open the dust **** general, it must also be valued in Tianhanzong. The disciples of the inner door are certain, and even some old guys in Tianhanzong, some people will choose you as a disciple.

Like Na Sima Xin, become the Tianjiao generation's arrogant generation. As for the future development, it depends on your personal fortune. "

"Second, give up the matter of entering the Tianhan Sect, but become a disciple of my devil. I am in the cold, you are in the cold, and if I leave, you follow me.

Become my disciple, you can live in Tianhanzong, but you are not a disciple of Tianhanzong, and you cannot get the treatment of his disciples. However, those who worship me as a teacher will one day understand that Tian Hanzong is nothing. "

"Ha ha……"

Chu Mo smiled, "Senior, you do n’t know Mo Mou very well. I entered Tianhan because of the need. Why did Hanzong need that day in the future? Even today, that Sima Xin, Tianhanzong, and Why has it caught my eye? "

... Okay, you ask me, oh grandma, fooling me