Chapter 1397 (1/2)

Many monks attacked and killed Chen mo.

In it, it's hard to resist the pressure alone. Chen Mo's golden scale Qi is empty.

”Golden scale snake, how much gold scale gas do you have?” So far, Chen has asked for help from the golden scale snake.

The golden scale snake said in a hurry: ”master, I still have gold scale gas on my body. The gold scale gas I gave you just now is to let you escape. But I didn't expect that you ran out of it. Now we are all going to die.”

Hearing this, Chen Mo felt cold and looked up at the attacks in all directions.

The momentum from the face, Ling ran spectacular, as if rushing across the sea.

Chen Mo only needs to look at it and he knows that he can't resist it. Yan Qingcheng's body comes to him at this time and says, ”Chen Mo, go quickly. I'll stop them.”

Yan Qingcheng claps her hands, and the Phoenix flame rises. However, her Phoenix flame is vulnerable to a single blow and will soon disappear, and the enemy's attack wave is also killed at this time.

In an emergency, Chen Mo hugs Yan Qingcheng with both hands. There is a loud noise in his ear and all over his body. His seven holes are bleeding. The whole person is extremely miserable and his face is extremely pale.

After a wave of attacks, seeing that Chen Mo is not dead, Wudao and the rest of the people are looking at each other. Immediately, they brew a stronger attack and attack Zhao Hao.

”Chen Mo, don't resist any more.” Wu Dao still doesn't forget to open his mouth and say: ”this cultivation world can't accommodate you. All people are against you. If you live, you will embarrass everyone.”

”When you die, I will set up a monument for you.

Chen Mo is unable to resist Chen's body.

Boom!

Ah ~!

Chen Mo's body drops rapidly. Although his body without Tao stands in the air, his mouth makes a tearing sound.

As if he had been persecuted, the whole person was in great pain.

”What's going on?”

Seeing this, everyone was puzzled. They seemed to feel that Chen Mo still had the power to fight again. Therefore, they did not dare to act rashly at this time.

”Damn it, Chen Mo, you hurt me with divine sense?” Wu Dao holds his head in his hands.

In his consciousness, there is Chen Mo's divine consciousness in the harm, so that no way, the whole person is hurt on the soul, more like stabbing pain, physical and mental pain.

Chen Mo's body falls to the ground, and his face is a little pale. He looks at him and says nothing.

He understood that unnecessary nonsense was not more important than life.

What's more, Chen Mo has an instinct that he will die today if he doesn't escape.

Immediately, Chen Mo holds Yan Qingcheng in his arms and walks away with difficulty. However, before he has gone far, he can feel the whistling sound coming from his back, and his hands are driving the momentum of heaven and earth to strangle him.

He is like a god of death, terrible.

”Chen Mo, you've run away three or four times. It's fantastic. Now that you've run out of oil and the lamp is dry, I still have enough to deal with you, so you're going to die for me.”

With no way to finish this sentence, the fatal breath shrouded, countless people were watching at this time, the color of indifference appeared in the bottom of their eyes, making Chen Mo's heart extremely cold.

Yan Qingcheng is the same. She raises her beautiful face and looks at Chen Mo, ”I'll meet you in this life. If there's a next life, I'll follow you to the end of the world and never give up.”