Chapter 1968 (1/2)

”Chase.”

Looking at Chen Mo's back, they all come back to their senses, and then they show their flexible body methods one by one. Ling Qingxue and the cloud fairy follow suit.

Bing Yu xuenu stood in the same place, subconsciously looking at the snow tiger, ”then Chen Mo may be your only rival for the ancient god's blood. You should redouble your efforts and never fall behind.”

Snow tiger heard this, solemnly nodded, ”snow girl, I will certainly try to get the ancient god's blood, and this Chen Mo is so dangerous, I will try to kill him.”

As far as snow tiger is concerned, Chen Mo grabs the limelight he deserves. Even Chen Mo also draws Ling Qingxue's attention. This makes snow tiger's heart have a bit of evil intention. He is also the young master of ice snow city, although he and Bingyu xuenu are not biological mother and son.

But their relationship is no worse than their own mother and son.

Therefore, the snow tiger takes a look at ice Yu snow girl, and immediately chases Chen mo.

”What a strange little guy. He controls reincarnation sword. Is it Chen Mo who has been widely circulated recently?”

Bingyu snow girl is the city master of ice and snow city.

Chen Mo is familiar with what happened in the fairyland. Although Chen Mo's treatment of tiandaozong is deliberately concealed by some people, Bing Yu xuenu still knows about it.

”If you are really the inheritor of samsara daozun, I'm afraid the fairyland will be busy.”

Bingyu xuenu then catches up with Chen mo.

All the way forward, I do not know how many channels, and gradually came to an empty altar.

Around the altar, it was like a spirit like breath from the palace.

”This should be the position of the ancient gods.”

Ling Qingxue looked up and looked around for traces of the ancient gods. But there was only one altar around, and there was nothing more than an altar. In the center of the altar, there was a incense burner that had been stored for a long time.

The incense burner's longevity incense is still burning, giving out a sacred breath. The dust falling down seems to have the power of faith, and a strange cloud appears.

Seeing this scene, Ling Qingxue looked surprised.

”This is not the place where the ancient gods sit down, but why is there no treasure?”

While Ling Qingxue was thinking about it, people had already rummaged around the altar looking for treasures. Unfortunately, there was no treasure in the whole altar, but the only altar was a bit of fear to the public, so everyone did not dare to act rashly.

Chen Mo is also looking for treasures.

As a result, he found that there was indeed only one altar in the hall, and there was no surplus treasure.

Seeing the situation, Chen Mo looked stunned.

”It seems that this place should be unusual. The huge palace of ancient gods will never be so simple.”

Chen Mo doesn't believe that the palace of the ancient gods, who had worked hard and burned his blood, would not have any treasures. If he guessed it right, it was just a moon in the mirror and a flower in the water.

While people were searching for treasures, there were subtle changes in the whole altar.

The incense burner in the center of the altar absorbs the power of people's life in the shadow.

The next moment, the altar suddenly had blood light, appeared a sacred and extraordinary breath.

The whole altar seems to be revived, so that countless people look up in unison.

However, there are fireworks burning in the incense burner, and the rising cigarette condenses an ethereal figure. This figure is like an ancient god, sending out the breath of vast sea.

At the next moment, the ancient god only opened his eyes and looked at all the people. There was a sense of forest between the eyes. ”Everyone, welcome to the ancient god's secret place. Next, we will play a small game between the scholars and us. The winner is the king, and the loser is eliminated.”