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Chen Mo's hair was covered in streak, and as the red mist swelled all over his body, it soared into the sky, like a flame burning and dancing wildly. No matter how much Chen Ye's mysterious aura increased, his violent attacks took root, and merged with the rocks, and remained motionless.

Chen Ye was like a big fire stove close to him, burning him in a hurry. He, a middle-level spiritual disciple who specialized in the fire system, could no longer withstand this kind of burning roast that destroyed Gula.

The cracked hole was getting bigger and bigger, and the sky in half of the small cave was pitch black. The bloody eyes were rotating and intertwined rapidly, as if condensing the power to destroy the world. Lightning thunder fell from it, breaking the rocks, flying away. Thunderbolts rushed, pressing step by step, and the earth shook.

"Chen Mo, are you crazy? The entrance to the space hole is about to close, let me go." Chen Ye was scared and timid. His heart was like a molten pool under the cliff under his feet, and the heat waves rolled with extremely hot magma.

He was so arrogant that he was so stupid that he was afraid of his life. Chen Mo really wanted to die, he was not worth mercy. But although he was not a noble man from heaven and a great man from the Jintang and Yuma, he was the Chen family with excellent qualifications and a target for training. His life was smooth and bright, and he didn't want to die, nor did he want to die.

Chen Mo's eyes were scarlet and a dead air was emitting all over his body, and he ignored him at all. The fire poison flowed straight through the blood meridians, swelling and about to break out, burning into flames. However, at the moment of the critical collapse, the crystal-like jade-like light cocoon floating in his sea of ​​consciousness had undergone some mysterious and subtle changes.

If Chen Mo could immerse himself in his sea of ​​consciousness, he could "see" the light cocoon, which was slowly rotating, stirring his sea of ​​consciousness like a chaotic state, and gradually forming a tiny vortex.

The vortex produced a suction force, which touched the pineal gland between his eyebrows. A trace of fire poison spread throughout Chen Mo's body, and the fire-type medicine was pulled and sucked into the eyebrows and sank into the light cocoon.

As the light cocoon rotates, the fire poisons were separated, but the pure medicinal properties were swallowed up.

Every time after a breath, the light cocoon seems to grow a little bit bigger, becoming clearer, solider, smooth and delicate like pure white crystal jade.

As the light cocoon grows, the faster the rotation speed, the greater the suction force of the sea of ​​consciousness vortex. The fire poison liquid that is raging and destroying Chen Mo's internal organs and meridians and blood vessels is constantly being sucked and pulled, flowing into the middle of the eyebrows like a mountain spring, and being swallowed and eaten by the light cocoon's greedy whale.

Suddenly, a huge stone like a sharp sword fell from the sky, like a knife cutting tofu, and suddenly split a corner of the stone platform in front of Chen Mo, rolled into the magma, and disappeared.

The flying stones splattered, Chen Ye could not avoid it, his face exploded like flowers, and his face was full of blood. His soul was scattered in an instant, "Ah~" screamed, feeling the breath of death, and screamed in horror: "I don't want to die, Chen Mo, no, Mr. Chen, I was wrong, I shouldn't have robbed your spiritual fruit. I am a beast, I **. Please, let me go, I swear I won't cause trouble for you in the future. You will be my boss in the future. I will do whatever you ask me to do. I still have a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng here..."

A series of panic-loving words of begging for mercy came out. Chen Ye, who was arrogant and domineering just now, was like a poor little chicken who was ravaged and pitiful, in an extremely embarrassing manner, throwing out the century-old ginseng in his arms.

But Chen Mo clenched his teeth and blood seeped in. The arms that hugged Chen Ye were still like an iron hoop, tightly pressing against his chest. No matter how he cried and begged for mercy, and cursed wildly, he was indifferent.

Chen Mo's wonderful changes are still happening. In the past, when the cocoon was young and tender, it eroded the Qingmu Xuan Qi that Chen Mo cultivated. But the process was slow and long. It took only two years to grow to the size of a corn kernel.

During this period, Chen Mo was also seriously troubled, causing his cultivation to almost stagnate and he was burdened with the name of a waste.

He also asked the elders of the family to check it, and finally determined that Chen Mo's physique was congenital leaky body. The mysterious energy he had finally cultivated would leak out and his future was bleak. When his uncle was still alive, he could still receive a normal training resource every month.

However, as the uncle died in the battlefield, the elder brother was deposed for his struggle with others. The family found a slight problem and deprived him of the monthly salary he deserved as a bloodline. This gave him the slow progress of his cultivation, adding frost to the snow. But he never gave up on cultivation. As long as he still had hope, persistence, and patience in his heart, although the effect was not strong, it was always improving.

Chen Mo firmly believes that there is no unchanged step forward and a tomorrow that cannot be reached, because he is still working hard and never gives up.

The blood-colored vortex of the void condensed larger and larger, just like a large mouth that devoured the world. The small cave sky shook violently on both sides and tilted continuously. The huge rocks suspended in the air hit the mountain peaks violently, and the peaks broke and collapsed. The small flying stones flew wildly. The sky wall could no longer withstand the huge power.

Chen Mo's five internal organs were burning with flames and mania. His consciousness was in chaos at this moment, and only the only belief was left, and the person on his chest could not escape. His whole body was like a clay statue, without caring about the changes in the small cave every day.

But at this time, the light cocoon in his mind was growing at an incredible speed because of the energy supply of the second-grade rare treasure of Red Flame Spirit Fruit. It was getting bigger and bigger and solider. In the end, it condensed into a crystal clear diamond-shaped crystal with jade white light.

At this time, it no longer increases, but absorbs the energy of the Red Flame Spirit Fruit at a faster speed. Its light becomes brighter and brighter, softer and full of warmth and serene.

Chen Ye felt that he was about to suffocate and his heart was cold to the bottom. Is it really over? Unexpectedly, Dapeng died in such a place without spreading his wings.

Now, I drink hatred like a Jiu, but it is just a glass of bitter wine brewed by myself. I feel regretful. Why do I go to snatch Chen Mo’s things if I have nothing to do? This beast is definitely an irrational fool and lunatic. Do I really want to bury him here?

Outside the entrance of Xiaodongtian, two Chen family members who usually follow Chen Ye to show off their power, waited around, waiting for Chen Ye to get the Red Flame Fruit and return triumphantly.

But the little cave heaven was about to close. The brave man looked inside through the barrier at the entrance and saw a vaguely strange vortex, hanging stones flying, and dust filled with dust. Chen Mo imprisoned Chen Ye, but Chen Ye had no choice but to do anything and struggled endlessly. The stone platform where the two were constantly tilted, the stones rolled into the molten pool, and magma splashed everywhere. He was frightened like a sieve, fighting two wars.

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Chapter completed!