Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

This is majestic, as long as the fingers can break the palm of the hand, it can be killed in one sentence, and the heart of the prestige Bat Sage tribe is clear at a glance!

"I am also a foreigner." Chu Mo raised his head and looked at the Bat Sage in the sky. Looking at the top ceiling, the color of the gold thread has changed greatly.

The **** slaughter here darkened Chu Mo who came here. If he came later, he might not survive here. In that case, it will take a little longer for the things he wants to consult.

Then...the witches are dead. Even the witches are the same as the barbarians. Although the cultivation methods are different, they still belong to the human race. But these creatures in the sky have wings like bats, which obviously belong to the others here. race.

They look strange, but they are a bit similar to Yueyi in Chu Mo.

Cooling down, as the color of the Bat Sage tribe quickly changed, his body moved further into the air, and the Bat Sage Gold Thread tribe in the sky now made a sharp hiss.

As it became hoarse, the surrounding Bat Sage tribe members exposed their ferocity and madness, and went straight to Chu Mo, especially the dozens of purple thread tribe members, at the forefront.

Chu Mo always frowned, his whole body gleaming golden, and he didn't use any magical powers, he raised his grip with his right hand and punched forward!

Sixty percent of the bones in his body are now barbaric bones. Regarding the intensity of his cultivation, Chu Mo had only rough judgments, no detailed comparisons. Now these Bat Saint tribe people, in his opinion, are just used to verify their cultivation ability.

This punch whizzed through the entire void world in an instant, and the golden brilliance of Chu Mo's body suddenly dazzled, as if it turned into the sun. The explosive punch, even the moment it was punched, a crack appeared in the void, and a huge black hole vortex suddenly formed. Go ahead. Chu Mo took a step forward. The moment this step fell, the world trembled, and spatial cracks appeared directly in the void under Chu Mo's feet. In order to not be able to bear the ordinary, more than 10 purple thread people approached

Chu Mo didn't hide, crossing the front of his body with the fingers of his right hand, and directly pointed at the purple line bat tribe. This Zixian tribe must have a strong physical body when pressing his right hand against Chu Mo's fingers.

He is ready, ready for half of his body to collapse, he thought, even if half of his body collapses, he will hurt the other person. However, as soon as he touched Chu Mo's fingers with his right hand, he immediately exploded from his right hand, and for a moment he felt that he had lost consciousness.

In the eyes of outsiders, under Chu Mo's instructions, this Zixian tribe's whole body roared and completely exploded, turning into a huge comeback. The power contained in Chu Mo's fingers seemed to be enough to destroy the world.

Killed the Zixian tribe with one finger. This scene is not slow, but happens instantaneously. Hurry up and let the eye pupils of the Golden bat tribe violently shrink, and after showing them to the Wu tribe below, they exploded.

But as soon as the cheers came out, they stopped. Because the people of the Wu tribe below witnessed the death of a person from the purple thread tribe. The rest of the moment approached the golden figure in their eyes, stretched out her hand neatly, and rushed towards the golden figure.

Chu Mo had nowhere to hide, grasping the attacks of those Zixian tribesmen. Those purple-lined bat tribes showed vicious expressions, expressing crazy murderous intent, but their ferocity and murderous intent were only a moment.

"Too weak." Chu Mo shook his head, his current physical strength didn't feel much to these attacks. It's just that the blood is a bit boiled. He took a deep breath, and all the savages in his body rushed out, bursting out all the power. This is Chu Mo's sacrificial bone power. This is the most powerful force contained in his body now. The moment this kind of power occurred, Chu Mo covered a hundred meters of gold, screaming amidst the roar, but seeing the purple-lined bat clan attacking Chu Mo just now, vomiting blood, his body swept back and turned over.

Chu Mo raised his right hand as usual, and if he was caught by the emptiness, the body of the purple-lined bat clan who was immediately pulled down by the rewind came to Chu Mo uncontrollably, and Chu Mo grabbed his neck and gently grasped

"So fragile and vulnerable. Chu Mo let go. When the corpse of the purple-lined bat tribe fell on the ground, Chu Mo raised his head and saw the gloomy face on the top of the sky[.

Hundreds of bat saint tribesmen around, with terrible faces and intense fear, all backed up, not daring to move forward.

"Who are you!" The golden thread tribe of the Bat Saint tribe said gloomily.

Although Chu Mo raised his head and looked down, the Jinxian tribe still had the illusion that he was looked down upon by the opponent, shocked his heart, vented Chu Mo's appearance and his astonishing aura and killing, giving way to the Bat Sage.

But the occupation of the altar can be advanced or postponed. In addition, here is the boundary of the three tribes, and the Wu tribe must be given a ray of life in accordance with the agreement of the Yinling tribe.

Therefore, the Wu Clan can still stay. If nothing else, the Wu clan will become weak, but will not be destroyed in a short time, and will slowly become slavery and prey.

But he chose this time for a very deep reason. The reason is that it dissipated in October.

As it dissipated in October, the remaining four Golden Threads of their entire Bat Saint tribe felt the appeal of their ancestors at the same time.

In that call, the will is clearly expressed, and what exists in its will is the desire for the sacrifice of the soul of the flesh and blood of the foreigner!

This desire may be a person, it may be a race, the specific performance is a bit vague, so it has become the killing just now.

The souls of all the dead were secretly received by the bat saints, as were the spilled flesh and blood.

However, with the emergence of Chu Mo and the rapid changes in this killing, the expressions of the golden thread tribe of the Bat Saint tribe have undergone great changes. He looks vaguely desired by the ancestors, and may not be the whole foreigner. But outside

Chu Mo has a calm face, ignoring the golden thread tribe of the Bat Saint tribe, and turned to the hundreds of Wu tribe who are now staring at him in surprise. His eyes scanned on these people and finally condensed to [000]

However, everyone in the Wu Clan facing his eyes was very enthusiastic, bowed their heads, and had polite faces. Although they didn't know Chu Mo's arrival, Chu Mo's appearance rescued them from the crisis, especially in Chu Mo's lens.

The same goes for the traces of Nangong. When I saw him on Chu Mo, Nangong trace immediately clasped his fists and bowed to Chu Mo politely.

"Mingzu Nangong, thank you for seeing Senpai, who stepped in to save my family from danger."

"Big Brother Nangong of Mingzu, I haven't seen each other for many years. I broke up that day, and I didn't expect to meet him now. I feel the vicissitudes of life." Chu Mo spoke slowly, a little emotional.

"Senior..." Nangong trace listened to Chu Mo's words, and all the staff stayed there completely, opened their eyes and looked at Chu Mo carefully, gradually turning from confusion to doubt, from doubt to hesitation, and finally his expression completely changed.

"Mo Su, you are Mo Su!" The traces of Nangong remained there, his heart waved, and he spoke in disbelief. The Chu Mo he saw back then was wearing a mask. Now Chu Mo does not have a mask on his face. His true appearance appears, but Chu Mo's voice, like what he said earlier, struck Nangong's head like a thunder.

"I thought that leaving the gambling scene with that young man and woman should have gone to the bone buried place in Zhujiuyin, but disappeared, and the sky appeared for the 10th month..." Nangong gambling in Hen's mind, muttering to herself.

"Mosu, how Mosu is he? I remember the name. And the gambling conference at that time. The miraculous scene at the time is unforgettable!

But he... why is he so strong now! No! ".

"I remember now. This man didn't get caught up in the battle with Senior Tiemu. He was just a witch at the beginning, but now...how powerful is now."

Starting from these hundreds of witches, Chu Mo's appearance, Chu Mo's identity, they couldn't believe it, and it's hard to match the person who appeared in front of them now.

Chu Mo smiled a little, and traces of Nangong could be seen here. In his emotions, he knew that he was in this period of the immortal world. Compared with the outside, it should not be in sync, but there was no past.

Otherwise, those thousand years have been dreamlike years, and the outside world is not only vicissitudes of life, but the traces of Nangong may have long since become bones of annihilation.

"Mosu! Very good. Today's business will not end. There is still a day to meet!" That day the golden thread bat tribe in the sky gritted their teeth, their wings stirred up the gap, and their body kept running very far.

"Let's go!" With these words, the bat saints around were relieved. Facing Chu Mo's horror, they were already shaking. Now they must quickly fly high and leave here immediately.

"That's how you left? Chu Mo turned around and watched as he left the Bat Saint tribe indifferently.