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Chapter 790

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Using these techniques continuously, to Chu Mo, was a huge amount of pressure. Inside his dantian, the five colored altar began to dim. A small person sat in the center of the altar, unmoving. It was Chu Mo's original infant!

Though it hadn't harmed his foundation, to Chu Mo, he couldn't continue to use it like this. Or else, no matter how strong he was, he would eventually run out of energy.

"Final attack!"

Chu Mo squinted his eyes and pointed!

He channeled the power of the earth and mountains and protected the area in front of him!

On the O Yang Clan's side, another ten people were chopped into pieces.

In the end, the remaining eight or nine people went insane. Because if they couldn't kill Chu Mo, they would die here as well.

As for how much damage this battle had done to the O Yang Clan, nobody was in the mood to calculate that. They had to get past this obstacle first!

Looking at the group of wounded peak Nascent Soul cultivators that finally rushed in front of him, Chu Mo's pale face revealed a trace of an evil smile. "My previous disguise was pretty good, right? Did I give you a beautiful illusion? Did you think I was easy to kill? "

As Chu Mo spoke, he held a piece of top-grade Celestial Crystal in his hand.

His Will of Heaven and Earth Technique crazily worked to absorb the energy from the sky crystal.

However, he had used up too much energy. It was impossible for him to recover in a short period of time. However, being able to recover a little was better than having none at all.

Ou Yangsuo was soaked in blood. He crazily roared at Chu Mo, "Little bastard, you killed so many people from the O Yang Clan. Don't even think of leaving here alive!"

"Old man, other than threatening with your mouth, what else can you do? What else can you do? To tell you the truth, I, Master Chu, have never cared about you dogs and chickens! If I don't provoke you, you should be kneeling and thanking the heavens for their protection. How dare you provoke me? Do you really think I have a good temper and won't kill? " Chu Mo sneered as he looked at Ou Yangsuo. "There are many good things in this world, but not all of them are qualified to be yours! Instead of going to the Immortal World, you want to go to the Netherworld … Uncle Chu will fulfill your wish today! "

As Chu Mo spoke, he raised his hand and slashed!

Ka-cha!

A sudden clap of thunder sounded in the sky!

This clap of thunder was like the thunder of heavenly tribulation, and it shook the heavens and the earth to the point of trembling.

Subsequently, a dazzling and resplendent light slashed directly at Ouyang Suo!

Ouyang Suo was practically scared out of his wits. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that Chu Mo could actually slash out such a flawless saber technique!

Netherworld Eight Blades, fifth blade … Sudden Thunder!

Chu Mo had just comprehended this move!

When the Demon King was at this realm, he couldn't use this saber at all, but Chu Mo could!

When this saber slashed out, heaven and earth completely changed color. Even in the domain controlled by Chu Mo, the brilliance of this saber covered all the aura!

At this moment, Ouyang Suo took out all the Dharma artifacts on him.

Ka-cha!

One Dharma artifact shattered!

Bang!

The second Dharma artifact shattered!

Clatter …

The third … the fourth … all the way to the eighth Dharma artifact shattered!

Chu Mo's saber had already reached the top of Ouyang Suo's head!

"Ah!"

Ouyang Suo suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and then he placed the sword in his hand above his head. He hoped to be able to block this saber in the end.

Ka-cha!

The sword broke.

He died!

Ouyang Suo's entire body was split in half from the middle, including his Nascent Soul.

Fresh blood splattered in the void, it was mournful and cold.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this slash!

Half-step Spirit Refinement!

Just like that, he was sliced alive by a cultivator who had just stepped into the Nascent Soul realm?

Even if this was this person's domain, even if this half-step Spirit Refinement cultivator was seriously injured … this … this was too unbelievable, right?

After this saber slash, Chu Mo couldn't help but feel a strong sense of weakness. It was as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out with this saber!

But there were still eight people here!

Eight peak Nascent Soul realm cultivators!

Although their bodies were all covered in wounds, they hadn't completely lost all their combat strength. They … still had the strength to fight!

But at this moment, these eight peak Nascent Soul realm cultivators seemed to be scared out of their wits. They stood less than a hundred feet away from Chu Mo, but none of them actually dared to charge at Chu Mo!

The power of this saber completely shocked this group of people!

Think about it, there were dozens of Nascent Soul realm cultivators before, plus Ouyang Guangda's side, there were almost a hundred Nascent Soul realm cultivators.

The weakest was at the intermediate-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and the strongest was already half a step into the Spirit Refinement realm.

If such a group were to charge at any power in the Spirit Realm, even those top sects … would similarly tremble!

Who would have imagined that in a place less than 5,000 kilometers away from Silken City, they would actually suffer a crushing defeat and suffer heavy casualties. The strongest Spirit Refinement cultivators had been slashed alive!

If they still had the fucking courage to continue charging at Chu Mo, then it would truly be praiseworthy!

This group of cultivators from the Ouyang Clan really didn't fear death!

But there was still a huge difference between not being afraid of death and courting death like an idiot!

At this moment, Chu Mo made a move. He slowly raised the Heaven Stealer in his hand and pointed it at a peak Nascent Soul realm cultivator before him, and then the corners of his mouth drew back to reveal an evil smile. "Next, it's your turn!"

"AH!" This peak Nascent Soul realm cultivator let out an extremely terrified cry, and then he turned and ran!

Actually, at this moment, Chu Mo was already like an arrow at the end of its flight, and even raising the peerlessly heavy Heaven Stealer in his hand was slightly strenuous.

But as far as the survivors of the Ouyang Clan were concerned, this action of him slowly raising the Heaven Stealer to point at his enemies was obviously an action that brought them enormous pressure!

Chu Mo's other hand still held tightly onto the Heavencrystal, and he shot his gaze once again towards the others.

The remaining seven cultivators all turned around and ran when they saw Chu Mo looking at them!

All their confidence, all their pride, and all their confidence had already been completely smashed into pieces by Chu Mo!

Almighty figure? High position? Dignity? Face? All of it was bullshit!

Continuing forward was equivalent to giving their lives away, so who would continue forward?

Chu Mo's figure shook slightly, and then he took a deep breath and said in a loud voice, "I'll leave the lives of eight of you dogs today, and I'll temporarily record it on your Grandpa Chu's account. Remember, go back and tell your Patriarch, Ouyang Guanghui, to wash his neck clean and wait for your Grandpa Chu to come collect it!"

Bang!

When these eight cultivators heard this voice, they immediately ran even faster!

Almost in the blink of an eye, they completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Chu Mo could no longer hold on. His body shook, and he landed on a mountain below his feet.

The domain that enveloped this place also dissipated along with it.

This side of the world, after this battle, not only did it not extinguish all the vitality, but an incomparably strange scene appeared!

The vitality here was simply so dense that it was terrifying!

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was also close to condensing into a substance!

Nearly a hundred Nascent Soul realm cultivators perished once again, and not a single one of their Nascent Soul escaped. The vast and unparalleled spiritual energy was simply like a vast ocean!

It was not an exaggeration to say that this place, within a few hundred years, would be a true holy land for cultivation!

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