Mie Ying is not as united as Tian Qiong.

Everyone has their own little thoughts.

The Netherworld Python Clan, which suffered the most serious losses, also left the alliance after receiving the reward from the Soul Palace.

After that came Fenglei Pavilion and Tianming Sect.

Only the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan is still temporarily attached to the Soul Palace.

Because they understand that this war has offended Tianqiong so badly. If they don't hold the thigh of Soul Palace, the strength of their clan alone will not be Tianqiong's opponent.

...

"How can the advantage of my Soul Palace be so good..." Looking at the forces that broke away from the alliance, Hun Gang's face flashed with a trace of sinisterness.

A few days later.

A piece of news shocked Zhongzhou.

Fenglei Pavilion, Tianming Sect and other forces were wiped out overnight.

...

Shengdan City.

"I went to ask. It was not the work of people from several of our forces."

In the courtyard, Ya Fei walked in from outside and said.

"Don't think about it, it must have been the Soul Palace." Chen Mo stroked Ning Shuang'er's hair. In the past few days, he had been picking wool over Ning Shuang'er's body, striving to reach 100 favors and bind the next goddess.

Get rewards along the way.

But 99 has reached the limit, and the last point will probably not be reached until marriage.

"Aren't the Soul Palace allies with them? Why did the Soul Palace attack them?"

Seeing Chen Mo waving, Ya Fei sat down next to him and leaned against her body.

"It's a method of elimination, and the Soul Palace needs soul bodies. These powerful parties want to leave the alliance. If the Soul Palace doesn't attack them, who will they attack?"

Chen Mo pulled Han Xue, who was beating his legs, into his arms. He untied the restraints inside the skirt with his hands dishonestly, and immediately...

As if she was used to it, Han Xue blushed like a dog, lying on Chen Mo's body, letting him bully...

Qingmo is healing in retreat.

Die, Yun Yun, Zi Yan, Little Medical Fairy, and Qing Lin all closed their doors to death, striving to break through the Dou Zun and reach the level of Half Saint or Dou Saint.

"Then how come the Nether Python Clan of Jiuyou Earth was not attacked?" Ya Fei gave Chen Mo an angry look and said.

"There are several Fighting Saints in the Jiuyou Underworld Python. After all, it is one of the three major families of Warcraft. It will not be so easy for the Soul Palace to deal with the Jiuyou Underworld Clan at once." Chen Mo said.

"The rabbit is dead and the dog is cooked, the Soul Palace is so cruel."

"Apart from hatred, if nothing else, the Soul Palace is indeed the material for great things."

"Hmph, please pay more attention to your health."

Ya Fei was a little dissatisfied with Chen Mo's absurdity. After giving him a hard squeeze on the waist, she wanted to leave.

"Don't leave, let's go together." Chen Mo wanted to persuade her to stay, but Yafeitou wouldn't leave either.

Ning Shuang'er was afraid that Chen Mo would eat her if she stayed, so she also sneaked away.

Lifting Han Xue's fair chin, Chen Mo lowered his head and tasted her lips for a while, then parted his lips and said, "Yaoye, how are Yaoyue and the other two sisters?"

"It's good to be a tutor in Mingdian."

Women have different emotions towards the man who took away their bodies, and they are also prone to feelings. Originally, Han Xue had no feelings for Chen Mo, but after getting along for a long time and feeling Chen Mo's unique charm at close range, Han Xue

Snow was just attracted into it.

The result is naturally conceivable.

She fell.

Looks handsome.

He also has strength and status.

He also coaxes women.

His charisma is still so strong.

No woman can resist this.

"How's Xuan Yi doing?"

Chen Mo handed Xuan Yi to Han Yue for "training".

Regarding this woman, Chen Mo mainly wanted to satisfy his hobby of collecting and did not want to spend too much time on her.

"I'll ask sister later." Han Yue said softly.

...

After spending two days in Wenrou Township, Chen Mo went into seclusion again.

During this retreat, he wanted to increase the intensity of the nightmare.

Nightmare is a growth-type spiritual weapon.

The starting level is the lower level of the holy level.

After so many years of care and nurture by Chen Mo, he has reached the upper level of the holy rank.

Its own strength has reached the level of Eight-Star Dou Zun.

In the secret room, Chen Mo summoned the nightmare and turned it into human form.

"Owner."

The demon knelt down on one knee and appeared in front of Chen Mo.

Now, the nightmare's voice has become extremely clear, like the clear spring in winter, without any emotion, but at least it can be heard that it is a woman's voice.

Secondly, the black energy around the demon's body completely dissipated, completely revealing his figure in front of Chen Mo.

She has no Adam's apple, a tall figure, and a pretty face.

But the front part really saves too much fabric.

No wonder Chen Mo couldn't tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

But now I can be 100% sure that the nightmare is 100% female.

"Come here." Chen Mo said.

"Yes." The demon walked a little closer.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand and pinched the demon's face. It was cold and elastic. Before, it was a bit stiff.

"Do you still remember what happened before?" Chen Mo let go of her face and said.

"Master said when was it before?" the demon said coldly.

"That's when I was not your master, or who was your last master?" Chen Mo asked.

The demon shook his head: "I only know that I am not from this world, and I don't remember anything else."

"Um."

Seeing that he couldn't find any useful information, Chen Mo took out the seven-colored divine roc true feather from the Najie, which is a material used to build artifacts, and immediately said: "Can you absorb this thing?"

Hearing this, the demon took a deep look and said immediately: "Okay, but I have to turn it into a sword, and the owner of the feather has to melt into liquid before I can absorb it."

"Then you turn into a sword." Chen Mo said.

The nightmare suddenly turned into an exquisite black sword floating in front of Chen Mo.

Chen Mo sent the medicinal cauldron.

Then he threw the colorful god Peng Zhenyu in.

With a pinch of thumb and index finger, a wisp of red flame rose up.

Chen Mo flicked his finger, and the flames immediately swept through the medicine cauldron and burst into flames.

But after burning for about an hour, no matter how high Chen Mo increased the intensity of the fire, there was no sign of the seven-colored divine roc's true feathers being refined at all.

Think about it.

Chen Mo switched to the Immortal Demonic Flame. Because he had previously practiced the third level of the Holy Body and swallowed the blood of the Golden Crow, the power of the Sun Fire had been greatly strengthened, thereby also improving the Immortal Demonic Flame.

The immortal demonic flames swept into the medicine cauldron, and within half an hour, the seven-colored divine roc's true feathers reacted, and the feathers melted slightly.

Chen Mo keeps up the good work.

This is a waste of time.

It took a week of refining before the seven-colored divine roc feather turned into liquid.

Chen Mo picked up the nightmare and threw it into the medicine cauldron.

"Chichi!"

As soon as the liquid came into contact with the demon, it made a hissing sound.

Chen Mo used his soul power to wrap the two inside, helping the nightmare to attract them.

Soon, the liquid enveloped the entire body of the demon.

The originally black sword body was dyed with a layer of unclear colorful colors.

Chen Mo increased the heat and poured some blood essence from ancient ferocious beasts into it, hoping it would be absorbed.

The result was not what Chen Mo expected.
Chapter completed!