Chu Mo only felt that he had made a long, cold dream. In his dream, he felt that he lived in a vast world. In that world, a living creature has the power of thoroughness and is in an incredible situation.

There seems to be a shadow of rain in the dream, but regardless of the appearance and personality, it is very different from the real rain. However, in the dream, Chu Mo’s intuition told him that the bright and moving woman was the rain.

He lived in his dreams for thousands of years, from a ignorant boy, growing all the way, practicing the best of the fairy tales, using the best resources. Finally, I have cultivated and succeeded, and I have become a strong person with the ability to master the world.

But one day, the world of dreams suddenly collapsed. Everyone is running away. He reversed to the most dangerous place, because the woman he loved was there!

It is a pity that he still did not see her after all. He wants to go crazy and look for it, in the world of collapse, desperately searching for her trail. I can't find it all over. In the end, he made a sacrifice and sacrificed his life. Finally pushed her whereabouts. In the process, he seems to have pushed a lot of other things. But the scene in the dream is too vague to remember.

In the end, he abandoned his way and abandoned everything. Stepping directly into the reincarnation...

"Hey rain..."

Chu Mo snorted and slowly opened his eyes. Then, in his eyes, there was a flash of light.

"I am... at the bottom of the heavens?" Chu Mo frowned, and to his realm, the moment he was awake, he could know all the causes and consequences.

Looking around, dark, cold, is indeed the deep seabed of heaven.

The sky and the chaotic oven protect him from the outside. Chu Mo suddenly understands that without the protection of these two instruments, I am afraid that he will not wake up now.

The whisper of the thousand-word gods is still worn on his body, and the sky is on his chest.

He is still alive.

But what about the dream?

Chu Mo brows tightly, trying to recall the vague dream, even if it is his realm, but still difficult to trace the scene in the dream.

He can only remember vaguely, in the dream, he and the rain, should be a couple.

"The dream... Could it be that my past life was not successful? Is it true that two of us in the past life are already lovers?" Chu Mo thought, with a faint smile on his face.

How it is in the past, love in this life, is enough.

Subsequently, Chu Mo runs his mind and intends to restore his own injuries.

Before that, he glanced at the finger not far from the side, like a mountain that straddles the bottom of the heavens.

"Chong Caiyun..." Chu Mo silently recited this name in his heart, no more to say. The enemy is going to report, but it is not spoken out.

As Chu Mo worked with God's will, I was suddenly surprised to find that the injury in my body... It was already good seven seven eight eight!

Soon, he knew the cause and effect of all this. It turned out to be a **** suit!

The stars of this thousand-word gods are incomparably mysterious and condensed into a war suit, which has blocked him from the blow of Zhong Caiyun. Therefore, although he was shot down to the bottom of the heavens, he did not actually suffer the kind of fatal wound. Most of the murders that have been defended through the sacred gods and chaotic ovens have been blocked by the gods.

Chu Mo’s heart was filled with emotions. Immediately, he began to check his own platforms, all intact. This is really a miracle for him. In the face of a giant's full blow, not only survived, but also has not been fatally wounded.

"Oh... no!" Chu Mo suddenly frowned. He found that he was not suffering from a serious road injury, but that this injury did not have a force to heal!

"What happened?" Chu Mo began to deduct, and his heart was quite surprised. With his deduction, Chu Mo’s face gradually revealed a very serious look. Because he found that he actually realized the way of the ancestral world!

"How is this possible?" Chu Mo even panicked.

It is a good thing to say that it is a good thing! But because this thing is so good, it makes people feel incomparably unreal!

It's like a poor man living hard in a backcountry. Three meals a day are big problems. But suddenly one day, a golden mountain landed in front of him from the sky.

This is simply too much! Not realistic at all!

"What is this? Where is it?" In the end, Chu Mo finally discovered that there is a new kind of avenue that appears in his own knowledge. He didn't go to the show, he couldn't even sense this kind of road, because this kind of road is too mysterious and too advanced!

This is the way of the ancestral world!

Chu Mo almost used all of his deductive skills and started to work hard.

In the end, his eyes sparkled with indefinite light.

Black fish ancestors!

He did not know how, and inherited all the sects of the black fish ancestors!

There is no memory of the blackfish ancestors, and there are no other things to do. Only the most pure avenue has been integrated into his knowledge. It became the way of his Chu Mo!

In other words, Chu Mo went two steps forward, and there is no blockage... Stepping into the ancestral environment, becoming the youngest giant in the world!

This is the advantage of Tianda, but it is not what Chu Mo wants!

"My way... it should be my own way. What is this? What is going on?"

Chu Mo felt very a little anxious. This kind of thing is really bizarre.

He was beaten by Zhong Caiyun on the same day, and the black fish ancestor, shouldn’t he fight with the Great God of the Fox and the Great Devil? How can it come to me?

To change to others, to get this kind of great benefit for no reason, is definitely excited, but Chu Mo has a feeling of fear to go crazy.

Because this is equal to his fate, being controlled by an invisible hand!

"No!" Chu Mo said, sitting directly on the bottom of the heavens under the knees, began to practice hard. He is ready to try to expel the path of the blackfish ancestors!

Not my thing, I don't want it!

At this moment, there was a voice in the sky, "You don't have to do this."

It is a god.

"Jian Shen, what is going on here? What happened? Why is there a sudden increase in all the ways of the black fish ancestors on my body?" Chu Motie asked with a blue face.

"I don't know who did it, but it's not a bad thing. In other words, even if it's a bad thing, you can't resist it." Jian Shen said: "Can God not know how to integrate a ancestral monk into the road." The person in your body, you think about it, what is the realm of his realm?"

"Too?" Chu Mo was silent, and asked.

"It won't be too high, but at least, he is much stronger than many ancestral environments." Jian Shen said: "I checked it for you. This line is very pure and there is no impurity in it. Since it is integrated, it is yours. Something is gone. You don't have to drive it out."

Chu Mo said: "But it is not my way after all. I don't want it. Can you help me?"

Jian Shen was silent for a while and said: "You can try it, but it should be difficult."

At this moment, Hao Tian suddenly made a sound.

Jianshen seems to have some accidents: "Do you think this is not a good thing? You want to help? Well... without your help, it really won't work."

Subsequently, a white man appeared in front of Chu Mo, which is the martyrdom among the ten **** months. After the martyrdom came out, he saluted Chu Mo, and then raised his hand, and recruited Haotian to his hand, a gentle face: "Going a way, especially such a strong road, to the owner It’s a huge loss and a rather painful process. Is the owner determined to continue?”

Chu Mo nodded firmly and said: "Continue!"

"Good! The master does not move." The white man who made the martyrdom did not continue to say anything more. The mouth began to recite an ancient temperament, which sounded full of mystery.

But Chu Mo did not feel any power.

At this time, the top of the sky, the remaining nine blood months, shot nine lights, shot into the sky in the hands of the white man's martyrdom.

This is an unimaginable power!

boom!

When this power accumulated to a certain extent, the martyrdom shot.

He raised his hand is a knife, with a slap in the sky, directly to the head of Chu Mo!

If you don't say anything else, you can't do it without changing the general monk.

Because this knife looks really terrible!

Looking at the posture of the martyrdom, it seems that you want to give Chu Mo a knife in half.

But Chu Mo, did not move.

He believes in the sky and believes in heaven!

This kind of trust is beyond everything.

Hey!

Just in the moment when this knife smashed into the head of Chu Mo, among the gods of Chu Mo, the road of the black ancestors suddenly awakened and made unwilling struggles.

This is a kind of road, a kind of avenue, an avenue that has reached the peak of this great universe!

Nowadays, it has to be taken away. It is naturally unwilling, and naturally it is to resist!

That kind of shock, let Chu Mo's spirit know the sea, there is a horrible storm. In an instant, Chu Mo has a feeling that the soul is crushed. That kind of pain cannot be described in words.

In short, it is ten thousand times more terrible than death.

It’s really uncomfortable. Chu Mo has never experienced this kind of torture. He really wants to faint directly. Can be biased, the spirit of the storm in the sea, so that he is very clear, fainted ... that is an extreme luxury!

Totally impossible!

Although this feeling is only a moment, but for Chu Mo, it seems to be like 10,000 years!

His hair is instantly white. Then turn black on your own, and then turn white again.

This time, it has not changed.

It’s impossible to go without a price. Chu Mo's hair, white as snow, this white, is the real cause of trauma. When will he be able to step into the ancestral world and when it will change.

puff!

Chu Mo squirted a blood, and then the entire person's face was wrinkled.

The path of the black ancestors was degraded.

Disappeared in the sky at the bottom of the sky. This great opportunity to complete all the creatures in the heavens!

After a long time, Chu Mo’s face finally showed a happy smile.

He is yelling at the martyrdom and pays homage: "Thank you!" (To be continued.)

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