There are various strange vegetation growing on the island, which is seductive. Chen Mo glanced at him and a giant "mushroom" spiritual plant that was hundreds of feet tall came into view.

The giant mushroom has a colorful scorpion pattern, which is the famous highly poisonous plant, the colorful scorpion mushroom. And the spiritual plant that attracts eyes, you can see countless people looking around.

Chen Mo just took a quick look and then didn't intend to watch it. He slowly stopped the vine demon python, turned his head, and looked down to see where he had trapped himself before.

Then I saw a red flower that could no longer be described as huge floating on the black ocean.

The height of the eight blood-red petals that floated out of the sea is thousands of feet tall. The surface of the flower has extremely strange golden patterns, and the circles are like whirlpools in the sea water.

Eight blood-colored petals are slowly closing and shrinking. The sky is covered by a blood-colored barrier. Only a spiritual vortex can see through the line. You can clearly see that there are blood-colored hills on the petals.

Seeing this, Chen Mo's face suddenly changed color, and a name in his heart exploded: "The blood of thousands of mountains is planted."

In an instant, Chen Mo felt a cold air surge from the soles of his feet. The hairs all over his body stood up like porcupine's sharp thorns, and a kind of glory for the death of a disaster emerged in his heart.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the spiritual vortex, they would all be dying in it.

There was more than Chen Mo who discovered this. A female cultivator on the vine demon python, who was hot-shaped and boldly dressed, patted her breasts exaggeratedly.

With a slap, his chest swayed violently, making the male cultivators beside him swallowed secretly. The heat in his heart became aroused bad thoughts.

However, when he saw the logo of the Demon Sound Dao Sect of the Female Cultivator on the snow-white chest, everyone felt as if they were poured a bucket of cold water on their heads and hurriedly withdrew their eyes.

The disciples of the Demon Sound Dao Sect, especially the female cultivators, are famously vicious and vicious. Moreover, the Demon Sound's attacks are ever-changing and difficult to find traces. Even some of the elders of the small sects in the early stage of foundation building may not be opponents, so how dare they have bad ideas?

"Oh, I'm really scared to death. I thought I was going to be buried in this fierce plant!"

The female cultivator breathed a light sigh, smiled slightly, pinched the orchid fingers, and a small snake as thick as chopsticks on the slender wrist.

The little snake was blood red all over, and its upright pupils emitted a strange blue light. It just glanced at the male cultivators indifferently, which scared them so much that they immediately left the vine demon python with their swords.

Seeing this, the female cultivator said to herself, "A few of you guys are sensible." Then she looked at Chen Mo, who was standing in front of the demon snake with her back on her back, with a light flashing in her eyes, she smiled in her mind, and moved her round and slender legs, and she twitched her lotus feet and wanted to approach Chen Mo.

"stop!"

At this moment, Chen Mo pinched a thunderbolt talisman, slowly turned his head to look at the female cultivator, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "There has been a thousand mountains of blood, and the girl can leave."

When the female cultivator heard this, she chuckled at first, then looked at Chen Mo with resentment and said quietly: "I, is it really annoying to the young master like this?"

"Young Master saved my life, but I haven't repayed you yet!" As he said that, the cultivator smiled shyly, a hint of redness appeared on his cheeks, and he looked at Chen Mo with affection.

"No need!"

Looking at the female cultivator's appearance, Chen Mo felt a strange fluctuation in his heart, but feeling such abnormal changes in his heart, Chen Mo immediately accelerated the Yangyuan Jue, calming down his mind.

Seeing this, the female cultivator was even more resentful, but she refused to leave. She looked at the thunder talisman in Chen Mo's hand and shouted softly as if resentful: "Does the young master think I will snatch your root-refining mysterious grass, and she even used the thunder talisman to scare me. I am not such an ungrateful person."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Mo's expression changed. Several cultivators who had already left suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Chen Mo and the female cultivator.

Chen Mo looked at the female cultivator in front of him, and his eyes flashed with light. He looked at the dozens of people gathered over. Chen Mo was about to speak, but unexpectedly the female cultivator played tricks again.

At this moment, the female cultivator covered her red lips with her hands, looking frightened, and said repeatedly: "I just misunderstood. Don't misunderstand that the young master who controls the vine demon python in front of me has no root refining grass at all. I was just angry and talk nonsense."

At this time, a big man who surrounded him said in a deep voice: "Bad talks nonsense? Fellow Taoist is really good at joking. Since they have already pointed it out, why should you hide it?"

The female cultivator sighed when she heard this, looked at Chen Mo and said pitifully: "Young master, I am really not intentional."

When the cultivators heard this, they looked at Chen Mo at the same time, with bright eyes in their eyes. They held the spiritual weapon in their hands tightly, and were only afraid of the thunder talisman in Chen Mo's hand and did not move for the time being.

Chen Mo slowly looked at the innocent female cultivator, angry in his heart, and murderous intent in his heart, but he knew that he was unable to compete at this time, so he sneered: "Fellow Taoist is really a poisonous heart. In the blood of thousands of mountains, Mo just accidentally touched the fellow Taoist, but Mo also brought the fellow Taoist out of the blood of thousands of mountains. He thought it was a matter of not being owed to each other, but he still resented him. At this time, he even took this vicious plan."

When everyone heard this, their eyes became suspicious again and looked at the female cultivator. After all, the power of the thunder talisman in Chen Mo's hand was too powerful. I don't know how many of them were. They didn't want to take a simplicity and finally make wedding dresses for others.

The female cultivator smiled foolishly and said to Chen Mo: "How dare you not obey if you want me?"

Looking at the female cultivator of the Demon Sound Dao Sect, the male cultivators were so excited that they completely denied Chen Mo's statement. One male cultivator looked at Chen Mo and sneered: "Fellow Taoist, let's take out the root refining grass and let me wait and see it."

As soon as the words finished, the change suddenly rose, and a roar suddenly sounded, and everyone couldn't help but look in the direction where the sound came.

Then I saw that the huge and ferocious blood of thousands of mountains was shrinking rapidly on the Xuanhei Ocean. The sea water surging around me, and the sound of sounds was heard. Finally, the huge blood of thousands of mountains shrank into a palm-sized red flower bud, slowly drifting towards the void.

When it rose to mid-air, the red buds radiated a large amount of blood and condensed a figure in the mid-air.

The man was wearing a blood-colored robe with gold edges inlaid with 40s, with slightly frosty temples and graceful demeanor, like a secular scholar.

At this time, the middle-aged literati looked at Chen Mo. Chen Mo saw his face clearly and looked shocked. The conversation with him came to his mind at that time.

"Where is the person? I can't remember that year the immortal master passed by and enlightened me, so I have always been here. The immortal master called me Qianshan Blood back then."

"So, he is the blood of thousands of mountains!"

"So it turns out that he is the one who is sealed under the black stage!"

"I should have thought of it long ago."

Chen Mo was shocked, and the middle-aged scholar also turned his head and looked into the sky. Then a blood light flashed in his hand and a three-layer blood platform appeared.

At the same time, the sky was rolling and the darkness was covered, and many cultivators left in their hearts fear.

Not long after, the clouds were extremely thick, and thunder rolled in it. Not long after, a thunder suddenly descended. The scholar's long blood-colored hair flew, arousing the blood platform that was refined and facing the thunder punishment.
Chapter completed!