After all these herbs were collected, Chu Mo took a deep breath and then began to look around. The spirit said that he is here, leaving him with an identity that can be used in the fantasy world. Chu Mo frowned slightly, guessing in his heart: What is the so-called identity? Listening to the spirit of the spirit seems to be very important, can it be more important than the materials of these foundations?

Around this hall turned around, and finally, Chu Mo found a small door in a corner.

Compared with this quaint and magnificent hall, this small door looks a little inconspicuous.

This is just a wooden door, and at first glance it is the kind of wooden door that has gone through a long period of time and is about to rot. Chu Mo even suspected that when he pushed the door, would he push it to death with a little effort?

However, it turns out that this wooden door only looked very broken. When Chu Mo reached out to push it, he felt it was heavy.

Because suddenly it didn't push away!

"So so heavy?" Chu Mo's face showed a surprised color. Although he doubted whether the wooden door would have been rotten, he did not really think so. Because Chu Mo does not think that the door can not afford a door.

Therefore, he has just had this, at least there are hundreds of pounds of power to push a door... It should be enough!

As a result, the door did not move.

Chu Mo smirked and smiled directly to the strength of the arm to the strength of tens of thousands of pounds, a smirk on his face. The drunken chapter & festival is in the 嘿~烟~格

When the mind says that the spirit will not find yourself to compensate for this door, it will do.

"Hey!" Chu Mo snorted.

Then, some dumbfounded look at the tattered wooden door, his eyes were a bit sluggish.

Because of this wooden door, there is still no sign to open!

"Hey..." Chu Mo’s mouth twitched, his face showed an expression of disappointment, and he said: “I still don’t believe in evil! I have the power of hundreds of millions of pounds, and I can’t push it away. door?"

Say, raise the strength of your arm directly to 100,000 jin!

No!

Millions of pounds!

Or not!

Five million pounds!

Ten million pounds!

Five million pounds!

Finally, until Chu Mo raised this power to 100 million jins, the door that was originally hidden was only slightly moved.

Facts have proved that this door does not have any organs, nor does it rely on mental power to open it. Because it is hidden in itself. What is needed is only power.

But Chu Mo has raised the power to 100 million jin. This kind of power, even if it is a palace, can almost directly collapse. If a fist is thrown out, the hills of a hill can be destroyed. Can be biased, this sinister door, actually did not push open!

This is simply a bad thing!

Is such a broken wooden door more serious than a mountain?

Chu Mo has mobilized all the powerful forces in the body and concentrated directly on his arms. This is his full strength. There are a billion pounds!

"Give me a drive!" Chu Mo made a loud noise and echoed in the empty hall.

Oops!

This wooden door finally made a resentful dry noise and was pushed open by Chu Mo.

boom!

There was a violent breath inside, which was instantly sent out.

Under the defense of Chu Mo, the whole person was directly shot and flew out, and a bang slammed into the back wall.

Even if he is already an ancestral physique, King Kong is not bad, but this time, still let Chu Mo eyes take Venus, fainted for a long time.

Chu Mo’s face showed a shocking color, and muttered: “The spirit of the world... Is this the old man playing with me? The back of the door... What is it closed? How could it be so terrible?”

Said, Chu Mo's gaze, looking over there.

Fortunately, the door that was pushed open was not closed again, so it was half open. The violent temperament also did not re-issue. As if it was just that, it was just the illusion of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo stood up, licked his ass, and walked over to the other side. Follow the half-open door and enter the room directly.

Inside the room, standing alone!

When Chu Mo saw this person, he was almost scared. A heart jumped up.

Because the breath of this person is really terrible!

Chu Mo can't see his appearance. This person is covered in a group of halo, even if he is close at hand, but he can't see how long this person looks like if he works hard.

I only know that this is a middle-aged man, and he is full of a terrible pressure.

The violent breath of the past must have been emanate from him. But I don't know why it was only a moment, and there was no more behind. It is estimated that, like those medicines, it has been sealed by the spirits.

Chu Mo even has a feeling that the breath of this person, if not suppressed, completely released, can kill him in an instant!

Just by breath, you can kill a person... Could it be that this person is a top monk?

Chu Mo is not the top monk who has never met, such as Feng Chun, that is a top monk with the emperor.

However, when Feng Chun met with Chu Mo, he completely converges his breath. It seems that there is not much difference from an ordinary person.

When Chu Mo entered the magical world for the first time, he encountered Hu Lie and Qing Feng in the discussion, and from a very long distance, felt the powerful energy fluctuations.

After entering the city of the Magic City, I also felt the pressure of terror in those of Shangguannan. However, those pressures are nothing compared to the faint scent of the person in front of him.

This is also the first time Chu Mo, so intuitively feel the pressure of the top monks.

"Is it true that this is the identity of his old man, the identity left to me? Although it can only be used in the magical world, can this be too exaggerated?" Chu Mo some unbelievably muttered language.

Because he suddenly remembered the second avatar that Hu Lie once said to him, saying that there was once a refining monk who had the body of a great Luo Jinxian, and after refining it into a second avatar, the strength surpassed the deity. Countless times.

However, Chu Moxin feels that this is impossible at all, because if you want to have a second avatar, you must at least wait until the cultivation is in the refining period and you can do it when you have the second god.

With such obvious mistakes, should the spirits not commit?

Chu ink frowned, removed his gaze from the man, and began to look at the room.

Finally, Chu Mo's gaze fell on a bulge on the wall of the room.

It was a piece of bluestone that was just like a square stone. It was just like the other bluestone on the wall of the room, but it was slightly protruding. More obvious, Chu Mo saw the anomaly there.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Mo walked over, reached out and pressed it on the bulge. With a little force, he pressed the raised bluestone back.

Then, a heavy voice sounded, and this piece of bluestone was completely collected. On the wall, there was a hole that was one foot square, and there seemed to be something inside. (To be continued.)

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