Chapter 826: I am your uncle

"I am not your brother, Sima Shi's nephew, I am your uncle."
Chu Mo ’s words were calm, and he looked slowly at Sima Xin, and his voice contained no arrogance, nor did he stand as high as Ma Xin standing on the colorful mountain, but the meaning revealed by his words was a kind of appearance The inside is condescending!
I am your uncle. This sentence suddenly made the people around me silent. Although the expressions were not disturbing, they could not refute it. They could only helplessly accept the existence of the senior from the ninth peak.
Sima Xin's eyes suddenly had a sharp cold light, he looked at Chu Mo, his mouth gradually showed a sneer.
"I remember Zong Nei's rules. See elders, no worship? What is the punishment? Sima Shi nephew, do you need Uncle Shi to teach you?" Chu Mo sneered and asked slowly.
"Please teach Uncle Shi!"
Sima Xin snorted coldly and took a step forward with his right foot, his left hand raised a finger to the sky.
"Cold!" With Simaxin's voice, he saw this cold sky, and suddenly a large amount of blue cold air appeared. These cold air was like substance, and the place passed by seemed to freeze even the void, echoing the click. The sound spread all around.
Under that chill, an illusory big hand composed of green gas appeared in the sky. This big hand exuded coldness, out of thin air, whistled toward Chu Mo, and grabbed it.
"The method of ancient creation, Brother Sima's puppet is to become a man of the barbarian god, the shot is ancient creation!"
"This random shot is the art of ancient creation. Although it is only one ancient one creation, it is by no means an idle generation."
"Ninth Peak except Liu Liu, the rest of them are waste. I heard that their masters and brothers are closed all the year round, and the second child is like a weak woman. Feng's guy dared to stop Brother Sima's hiking! "
Brother shot! "Tiger raised his head violently, sitting cross-legged in the air, his right hand suddenly raised, his index finger and together, and in the process of lifting, he drew an arc.
A great momentum suddenly erupted from Huzi. This strong momentum seemed to spur changes in the world, so that the big blue hand that came was actually a meal in the air.
"Brother Three, forget it. Sima Shi's nephew sincerely asked Uncle Shi to teach him, how can I not teach, let me come."
Chu Mo smiled faintly and said peacefully.
"Really?"
Hu Zi squeezed his eyebrows at Chu Mo, obviously asking, if you could beat it.
Chu Mo smiled, and the tiger returned.
"Sima Xin, you are too impulsive to come to me before you enter the Heavenly Cold Cave. You have built up your foundation, and you haven't entered the sacrifice bone. If you are now a complete sacrifice sacrifice bone, I do not necessarily win by virtue of cultivation. You, but now, you take your own shame. "
Chu Mo said that only in the sky, a few of them heard.
The chariot also raised his eyebrows. The fourth uncle of the ninth peak was too confident.
At the same time, an extremely intense qi appeared on Chu Mo's body. This qi came from the right eye of his face, from the blood moon!
The technique of fire and brutality, the blood moon is empty, and there is a bang, and the big blue hand retreats from the air.
"Arrogant."
Sima Xin sneered, raised his right hand, and fisted toward the void. In the moment that fist held, under the blood moon of the sky, a large amount of cold air condensed into a huge ice fist and went straight to the blood moon.
The roar resonated in an instant, and the ice fist and blood moon touched a strong fluctuation in the heart. Under this fluctuation, there were ripples visible to the naked eye.
"Roar ~"
But at this moment, Long Yin concussion.
From the beginning of the blood moon, Sima Xin was stunned to find that the blood moon that burned the flames in the sky was nothing but a play of a giant beast, a piece of delicate dragon scales, sketched out of thin air, and a thousand-footed blood dragon appeared out of thin air.
"Sima Xin, do you deserve to grab the Handan clock with me?"
Sima Xin's heart shook at the moment, and Chu Mo's wild lines made him feel a strong threat.
At the moment, besides the solemnity, a pattern appeared on Simaxin's face. The pattern looks like a flower, and the flower is opening, showing its uniqueness!
But if you look closely, you will clearly see that the blooming flower is an ice flower! Outside the ice flower, there is a vague frost that makes Sima Xin look at the moment, and there is also a layer of coldness on his face.
"You are not many, you can let me use the wild pattern, today, let you take a look, my Sima Xin's wild pattern!" Sima Xin slowly spoke, his voice fell in the ears of everyone, turned into a frost , Covering the body.
As his words fell, outside Sima Xin's body, countless ice and snow condensed into a huge ice flower, the ice flower in the sun, reflecting the colorful mans, so that Sima Xin around, standing fried In the colorful light, the blood-colored divine dragon transformed by the Chu Mo Man pattern looks like an illusory collision at this moment.
"Wow ~"
Everyone was stunned. On that day, there was a figure retreating out of the air, turned out to be Sima Xin.
Sima Xin hung blood on the corner of his mouth, and even suffered a big loss. The dragon danced and suppressed towards the ice flower. The cold in the sky and the fire of the blood moon were inseparable in the sky.
Could it really be that he waited until the bone was sacrificed?
Sima Xin was stunned, but he didn't believe it, and he would lose with Xiufeng's peak cultivation practice.
"Come again!"
Sima Xintian groaned loudly, but he saw it on his face, and there was another ice flower pattern on his body, but this time, it was not one ice flower, but two, three, four. In the end, Eight appeared!
These eight ice flowers covered his body, but the size was obviously smaller than the first one before, but once the eight ice flowers came out, they finally resisted the prestige of the blood moon.
"Hanmantian, ten ancient times!" Sima Xin whispered, arms folded, pour a finger towards Chu Mo, and frost the ice wind vortex outside his body, instantly huge, like tearing this world, like In the illusion of Chu Mo's wild patterns, the confrontation touched together.
"hateful."
Sima Xin scolded loudly. Although he did not step back, he was obviously suppressed.
"Sima Xin, Sima Xin, I thought you were still a bit patient, and for a long time, I couldn't even reach my blood moon round." Chu Mo sneered, pointing a finger toward the air, leaving only a blood moon round. , Collided with eight ice flowers.
The Scarlet Dragon, with a roar, merged into Chu Mo himself, a piece of delicate dragon scales.
"Uncle Shi, I will teach you today, what is respect for teachers and etiquette."
"This is impossible."
Sima was not convinced. He thought he would have no rivals in the same realm, but today he was severely suppressed by a man who was far worse than him, and lost his face.
"I am going to kill you."
Sima Xin has a killing in his eyes. In fact, he has had a killing for Chu Mo for a long time, but it has been hidden. After all, this place is Tian Hanzong, but at this moment, after witnessing the power of Chu Mo's barbaric pattern, his murder , Can no longer be hidden.
Suddenly, Sima Xin moved and turned into a Changhong, approaching Chu Mo.
Sima Xin's hands were counted on his body in a row, and immediately outside his body, there was a piece of colorful sparkle, and under that colorful color was a piece of ice, and a cold armor appeared on his body. This is his Sima Xin Colorful ice armor created by yourself!
"Oh, come."
Chu Mo smiled faintly, his killing intention flashed in his eyes, he could already feel the eyes of many old monsters, really wanted to kill Sima Xin with a punch now, but it is not the right time.
I am afraid that Simaxin has not yet been killed, and those old monsters will shoot.
The dragon scale of the right arm is completed, the power of one punch, 30,000 blood lines. On Chu Mo's body, black qi lingers. As a of dust, he has his own armor. Under the black qi, the formed armor, in the moment of appearance, let the surroundings be constantly in this moment. The crowd who had been shocked in the watching and watching had a strong exclamation.
"The of dust!"
"He turned out to be a of dust !!"
"No wonder he can fight against Brother Si Niao so much. He is a master of dust, and his cultivation is even more impressive, the complexity of the wild pattern is terrifying!"
However, if you are careful, you will find that his Divine Armor is slightly different. The faint dragon scales and the scales of the Battle Armor seem to have merged into one.
On the ninth peak, Brother Two crouched down, playing with his flowers and plants there, and occasionally looked up at the roaring place outside the mountain and shook his head.
At the top of the mountain, Tian Xiezi sat cross-legged, with a smug smile on his face, looking at the roaring place outside the distant mountain.
"Yes, yes, beat the old man hard."
On the other peaks, there are figures, watching the uncommon engagement in the Tianzongzong and Hanzong, the Zuojiao of the fourth peak, the old man who likes to wear red robe, standing there at this moment, his expression gradually With dignity.
The moment the two met, Sima Xin retreated, and retreated.
Boxing like a mountain, force moving.
The sky ice fell from the sky, and Sima Xin was suppressed again.
From wild tattoos to qi and blood, from supernatural powers to melee, Sima Xin did not get any benefits.
Sima Xin's expression was grim, and with his right hand caught in the void, the red light of the colorful mountain suddenly lighted up from other colorful lights, as if it was invited out of the colorful, as its light shined, the colorful The mountain seems to have only this color.
"The barbarian changed, the colorful refining, the crimson style!" Sima Xin's face bulged with blue muscles, and his body became crimson in a flash, especially the right hand. At this moment, the five claws were bent, and the crimson red monster was very strange, floating towards The colorful mountain, which was filled with red mansions, grabbed away from the sky.
The treasure of life, colorful mountain.
Under Simaxin's grasp, the red mountain of the Colorful Mountain immediately turned to fog, and the light became dark. Under the flicker, the mountain buzzed, and the large red mountain was seen from a distance, such as directly by Simaxin's right hand Suck away, a large amount of condensed in the right hand of Sima Xin, suddenly turned into a red sword.
"Huh, the master nephew is good, then you also have a look, Master Uncle's magic weapon."
Chu Mo's tone, from beginning to end, frivolous self-confidence, full of satire, in the palm of his hand, the Hanshan clock suddenly emerged, and the ground was shocked. The bell and the colorful light collided again.
"I will kill you today!"
Sima Xin seemed to have made up his mind, spit out a blood, turned into blood mist, and merged into the long sword.
The sword was seven feet long. It was as if stained with blood, and revealed an amazing sorrow. Sima Xin took it in his hand and struck Chu Momeng!
Under this cut, there seemed to be a darkness around the world, a repression of sudden spread, everyone around, even at this moment has a sense of suffocation, just like the new under the sword, absorbing all the here Breath of breath.
A sorrow enough to affect emotions, with this sword, pervaded in all directions.
"I haven't done anything before I was born ..." A sorrowful word murmured from Sima Xin's mouth of the dancing sword, whose look seemed to melt with the sword, in one word, one sword!
On the fourth peak, the leftist in red robe narrowed his eyes while seeing this scene.
"It seems that this wild has become the first form, he has already realized."
Every mountain, anyone who understands the meaning of this sword represents, they are all staring away at this moment. On the ninth peak, Tian Xiezi didn't know when there was an extra gourd in his hand, he took a sip in his mouth and shook Shaking his head, he saw contempt.
"The barbaric is changed ... It is also suitable to change this yu! I will one day see the world, what is the real barbarian god! But this magical power was exhibited by the Sima kid, but there are some changes that belong to him. "" Tian Xie Zi didn't seem to care how Chu Mo faced the amazing sword at the moment, but was drinking and talking about words that no one could hear except himself.
Chu Mo smiled, at this moment he suddenly realized what Tian Xie Zi taught him.
Brother Master is the voice of characterization, Brother Two is the hand of characterization, Huzi is characterization, he is characterization.
He pointed a finger across the air and seemed indifferent.
"Sorrowful feelings? Can your sorrows be more arrogant?"
Chu Mo murmured.
"Everyone in the sky, why do we cry ..."
Chu Mo thought of the words he saw in the Human Cave, his fingers moved, and every stroke, every painting, and the power brought by the sword broke in layers.
In front of him, a sharp whistling sound came from the sword, but the sword was now rolled up, and with a bang, it was unable to maintain the shape of the sword. It turned into a large piece of red light and returned to standing. There, with an unbelievable look, he looked at the colorful mountain behind his Sima Xin with a horrified look.
Sima Xin's breathing was fast, and all the people watching around him at this moment also looked at Chu Mo one by one. There were shocks and horrors in their eyes.
On the fourth peak, Zuo Jiao, who was wearing a red robe, had a fine look in his eyes at this moment, and took a very dignified look, taking a closer look at Chu Mo on the far battlefield.
"Make ..." Zuo Jiao murmured, his eyes didn't withdraw for a long time.
On the other peaks of the Tianhanzong earth, there are also many old people who don't usually go down the mountain on weekdays. They are staring at this moment, and then the battle in that scene, the last wave of Chu Mo's strength, is enough to make them feel moved.