Chapter 967:

Chu Mo muttered to himself, bowing his head to his right hand, his body is now completely solidified, and the overall look is no different from a body with flesh and blood.
The black robe is illusory outside of his body, and his long black hair is flying. In contrast with the white mist around him, his figure is hidden in this white mist.
Those white mists sneaked into Chu Mo's body now and continued to be absorbed by him.
Chu Mo ignored the white mist, the sane in his eyes became more and more, gradually shining, staring at his right hand as if thinking.
After a long time no see, after the last white mist from Chu Mo sneaked into his body and disappeared, Chu Mo stood alone on the sky and earth, his eyes still falling on his right hand.
Time slowly passed. A few days later, Chu Mo's motionless right hand slowly lifted, pushed back to the ground, and grasped it across the sky.
"What kind of magical power is this, just click and grab it. Why is there such a powerful power here that can make everything collapse? By grabbing this, you can absorb the whole body essence of the thing that collapsed." Chu Mo closed
His memory gradually recovered as the white mist absorbed, he remembered his name, and he also remembered that he had died twice in this strange world.
The first time, he was swallowed to death, and the second time, the old man in the blank robe was pushed and caught, and his whole body collapsed to death...
However, just thinking of these, as to how he appeared in this strange world, he was still a bit vague.
"Could it be that I pressed this button, grabbed it, and put in some kind of power I don't know..." Chu Mo was silent, sitting on this white ground, looking at his right hand, and pressing the button in thought Immersed.
With the passage of time, this land with Chu Mo gradually reproduced a white mist from the ground around it. When the first dead souls were resurrected, these mists came straight to Chu Mo almost as soon as they appeared, just like there was Chu Mo. Place, the huge whirlpool and
When the white air was filled, he instantly disappeared into Chu Mo's right hand and was sucked into his body. Chu Mo's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he felt very comfortable, making him close his eyes. This feeling is the feeling of getting stronger quickly, the feeling of the soul becoming stronger, and the comfort of transformation. Trying to do it once, it is difficult to continue.
At noon, Chu Mo opened his eyes and sparkled in his eyes.
"Swallowing the other souls here, you can slowly recall my own memories, and make me feel that I can't stand the pain of death here" Chu Mo muttered to himself. He stood up, looked at the gray sky, and took a deep breath. Tone, struggling.
His eyes were gleaming coldly, and his body was roaring like a wisp of black smoke, moving forward on this white land. He didn't know the passage of time, only knew that his heart was eager to swallow more undead souls.
Until this day, in front of him, he saw thousands of immortal souls, he saw them, and these immortal souls also saw Chu Mo.
A sad hiss echoed, and the group of immortal souls were led by dozens of clearly stronger souls on their heads and roared towards Chu Mo.
Chu Mo stood there, his eyes blazing, those immortal souls came for an instant, raised his right hand and pushed forward. This push expanded violently forward like a wave, with endless roars. They are the frontmost immortal souls. One. ……,
Chu Mo's right hand immediately separated the sky. Suddenly, those crumbled immortal souls turned into white mist, and they went straight to Chu Mo. The white mist merged into Chu Mo's back and made a pleasant low voice, and it rushed in by itself. They did not collapse
Chu Mo had no other way. He only needs to press this button, but with such a simple posture, after repeated attempts in Chu Mo, he has an incomprehensible intensity, and the instant he penetrated into the group of immortal souls, the roar came out endlessly.
After the incense sticks, Chu Mo stood alone, bowed his head, his body was filled with thick fog, and there was no undead soul figure besides.
A long time ago, Chu Mo raised his head. His eyes were not gray anymore. They were piercing. He licked his lips and shook his body forward. In fact, he flew from this piece of land and galloped away in the midair.
In the far corners of the world, the whimpering horns hovered and became a guide, calling out the undead souls heard in that place. The voice of this horn also played a calling role in Chu Mo. With the absorption of many immortal souls, the voice of that horn in Chu Mo became clearer and full of temptation, just like his mission, to keep himself strong to the horn. place.
Under his constant flight, he saw a group of immortal souls on that land, but when he met him, he pushed to the earth in midair.
In this promotion, with his experience, he continued to absorb and grow. Only part of it collapsed, slowly expanded, and half collapsed. Until the years passed, Chu Mo didn't calculate it. He just felt that for a long time, he flew very long. Far, that
His body is like a body of flesh and blood, his hair is dancing, his black robe is dancing in flight, and his right hand is now doing that one by one movement many times, it can be said that it is countless times.
He can clearly feel his strength. This kind of strength, when he is flying in the sky, he does not need to scream, so that the earth can see all his undead souls, trembling.
It's just that Chu Mo's eyes are also in these years, slowly not piercing, but slowly getting tired, and slowly becoming numb.
This kind of him has some similarities with the old people he has met...
The sound of the horn still existed, but it seemed that it would never fly where it came from. Until this day, Chu Mo suddenly jumped during the flight, turned his head to look at the heaven and the earth on the right, where he saw the red Changhong. very much
The moment Chu Mo saw that Changhong, the Changhong suddenly stopped a few hundred feet away from Chu Mo and became a big red-haired man. This big man was wearing half armor, red hair floating, and his upper body.
His eyes are similar to those of Chu Mo, both black and numb.
Chu Mo looked at him. He looked at Chu Mo. After the two of them stared in the midair for a while, the big man suddenly made a hoarse voice, and his body strode straight towards Chu Mo. When he came, his right hand Lifted to the sky, suddenly
After the spear was held by him, Chu Mo threw it violently as he moved forward. The spear made a sharp cracking sound and went straight to Chu Mo at an extremely fast speed. Its speed, in the eyes of others, pierced and penetrated Chu Mo's chest like a flash of lightning, and could be seen from Chu Mo's place. At the moment the spear was thrown, everything in this world suddenly and slowly fell, not only the spear, but also his body slowly. ……,
Everything was very late. He saw the spear popping out little by little, getting closer, and slowly raised his right hand. The spear finally came in front of his body, but his right hand had just been raised. When the push is not done, this spear
In his eyes, the tip of the gun broke his body, and after it penetrated, the severe pain spread, and at the same time it slowly penetrated through him and landed on the ground behind him.
Up to now, the world in front of him had suddenly returned to normal, but the moment it returned to normal, Chu Mo's body suddenly collapsed. During that collapse, Chu Mo's right hand was suddenly lifted and pushed hard at the big man.
As soon as he pressed this button, the big man trembled all over, and the armor broke directly. As the body was exposed, the body trembled violently and cracks appeared.
As he grabbed Chu Mo's right hand, a large amount of white air was so thick that he could not describe it, and went straight to Chu Mo...
The big man was crazy and hoarse, clenched his right hand, and hit Chu Mo with a very slow speed, but from Chu Mo's point of view, this big man was extremely fast.
This is a difficult battle. The roar echoed in this world. Until a few hours later, the roar gradually disappeared, and the harsh white fog permeated here. Its thick appearance can almost absorb all the white on the road of Chu Mo. Match the fog.
The dense fog is now rapidly decreasing, and it is constantly being absorbed by the people in it. After half an hour, as the fog thins, figures gradually appear in it.
With long black hair, black robe, blank face, numb eyes... Chu Mo walked out slowly, he lowered his head and looked at his right hand, his eyes were numb, and he touched the old man he met.
"Indestructible soul...I am an indestructible battle soul..." Chu Mo muttered to himself, his memory has not been restored, even if he absorbs a lot, it seems that he can only stay where he knows his name.
The only thing that has increased is his power, as if he has mastered the power of heaven and earth and he has fallen into it...
In the thin and gray world, a voice seems to reverberate very low. This voice is very long and seems to contain years. Please listen carefully. I just heard the whimpering horn, not the sound of this horn.