But the battle is far from over. Before Chu Mo's heavy breathing could go smoothly, almost the moment the last person was strangled by the moonlight thread, an angry roar rang out in the sky.

"Barma, dare!" As the sound came, the roar like thunder made Chu Mo tremble. He looked up at his eyes. It was from the row of seven or eight people in the sky! Among the seven or eight people, there was an old man. This old man was as thin as a bone, but the strong feeling in his body made Chu Mo look very dignified.

As for the person who spoke, it was not this person, but one of the seven or eight great men. The accomplishments of this great man were comparable to the strongest witch tribe killed by Chu Mo! What made Chu Mo's eyes shrink were all the people in the sky. Except for the old man, under the rest, there was a ferocious beast roaring at Chu Mo like a lion and tiger.

The old man did not move, but the remaining seven people came directly to Chu Mo. The cruel eyes, the desire for blood and the powerful motivation made this tired Chu Mo feel like a line of life and death.

Chu Mo didn't expect that it was just a mercy pass, waiting for his consequences to be so serious! This young man clearly taught his life before he fell into a coma. He obviously killed the poisonous snake first. Chu Mo closed his eyes. He knew that he might be wrong.

"Maybe, this is really wrong..." While Chu Mo murmured, he sat down and raised his right hand. In this life-and-death crisis, when the seven people in the sky roared, his mind was blank, without fear, without regret, and even his life and death were forgotten.

Only in his heart did he copy tens of thousands of pens and turn them into his own sword. He raised his hand, closed his eyes, and gently stroked the sky.

This stroke looks like the color change of heaven and earth, as if it broke some kind of confinement. When he competed against Tianlan Meng at the seventh peak, he was different.

Even if Sima Xin saw this attack with his own eyes, it was difficult to see what was similar to the first version of the Barbarian God Change! This attack was the strongest. Now Chu Mo was on strike! Just as he was drawing this stroke, the cold old man in the sky suddenly changed his face and threw off his big sleeves. Suddenly, tobacco emerged from his body and turned into a huge lizard composed of smoke. In the sky, his tongue stretched towards Chu Mo. His speaking speed was so fast that he came directly to Chu Mo.

First, he encountered the brush of Chu Mo's painting. This is the strongest blow in Chu Mo's own magic power at present! This stroke was copied from Sima Xin's original comics. After many days and nights, and carefully drawn again and again, this stroke includes his Chu Mo's creations!

This blow is not Sima Xin's sword, nor is it a blow when he competes with Tian Lan's dream." But at this time, Chu Mo has practiced so far, representing his life, representing the twists and turns after he came to Nanchen's land, and representing his memory in Wushan. All of this is integrated into this stroke, making this stroke a creation! Just like in this world, before this, we will never find the brush of Chu Mo's painting.

The outline of this pen seemed to appear out of thin air, creating a pen belonging to Chu Mo... "Heaven and earth were created! A pen in the sky, and the world changed color, but the wind and clouds remained unmoved. It was gone, and it broke. The giant lizard tongue on the body of the elder of the witch clan was suddenly touched.

A harsh scream and earth-shaking roar suddenly swept the earth's land and the jungle on the earth. If it penetrates the nine heavens, it will spread in all directions. The tongue of the giant lizard condensed from the smoke immediately collapsed, and the finger sword created by Chu Mo between heaven and earth was hit, and this blow and this stroke exploded in an instant.

All this is far from over. When the huge lizard's tongue suddenly opened, the seven barbarians who rushed towards Chu Mo immediately changed their appearance one by one. In their eyes, there was a flash of light. The light did not come from themselves, but their eyes reflected the amazing Chu Mo at this moment.

The light flashed, and Qi Qi of the seven bodies shook, one in front of him, and its body trembled and exploded, turning into a blood mist and dissipating. After that, the second person's body was shaken violently.

His right stool and right leg were suddenly split by a sword, separated from his body, and rolled back screaming. After that, a shocking long mark appeared on the third person's chest, as if his chest was used as a drawing board, and Chu Mo's strokes were swung and landed on it. The man spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale and his expression was frightened. After that, the fourth man, who looked only in his twenties, was handsome, with almost no pricks on his face, but now there was a drop of blood on his face, flowing from his forehead to his right chest. The blood flowed out of his mouth, and his body kicked for several consecutive steps. Until then, he stopped reluctantly.

After that, the fifth man, the skin on his upper body, was destroyed. There was a blurred blood mark on his heart. Although it was dawn, he scratched his skin and bleeded. After that, the sixth man's clothes were also torn, but his chest was seamless, but his skin was still white. The last man was not injured, but his trembling body was the strongest. He saw his companion killed, disabled and seriously injured. The rest were injured from serious to weak.

The root of all this is simply that the barbarian raises his right hand like a random stroke. This blow absorbs his soul, shocks his heart, and makes him feel uneasy. I don’t know what Chu Mo feels, I think this kind of life is difficult to fight. He is not the only person who has this feeling. The same is true for everyone else around him. Chu Mo’s pen has been locked and looks casual.

Heaven and earth are like a casual hand, which not only hurts their bodies, but also hurts their courage! Their hearts! They are afraid, afraid.

For Chu Mo, he rarely encounters the witch clan. For the witch clan, not everyone has experience in dealing with barbarians. Chu Mo feels that the skills of barbarians are full of strangeness and unpredictability. Similarly, the skills of the wizard Chu Mo are not only strange, but also reveal fears they do not understand. For example, why does the thunder sound in the sky appear, such as the rain in the sky, why does it not rise from the earth, but fall from the sky, these inexplicable things, perhaps some wise men understand the truth, but for most people in the witch tribe, they still don’t understand. Chu Mo’s pen is also something they don’t understand!

In their opinion, this is not a magical power, nor is it a magical method. They do not understand why just raising such a blow can have such a shocking power.

They didn't even know that this kind of stroke was extremely rare even on the land of barbarians, because it was not a technology, it was made! This is a painting of Chu Mo's heaven and earth! This can be said to be Chu Mo. This is the first time he broke out completely and truly according to his intentions. Like the sound of the eldest brother's natural sound, like the hand of the second brother's natural, at this time, Chu Mo, this is his natural painting!

Draw out the outline with one stroke, use the sky as the screen, use human paper, write more than seven people... If you draw ink on rice paper, its penetration can be calculated by paper! The first piece of paper is the thickest, and then gradually becomes thinner until the last piece. Chu Mo opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood. The moment he opened his eyes, he had a clear understanding. Before that, he was in a state of ignorance and could not understand the creation of this word.

He was even less familiar with the ancient works created by other barbarians. He was a good teacher, but not a good teacher. He did not tell these disciples many things, but only let them understand them themselves.

Once you understand, you will understand. At this time, Chu Mo understood what ancient architecture was. To be precise, the pen he just drew could only be considered an ancient one. However, although this was an ancient creation, it was a real creation. It looked the same as Sima Xin's ten or even one hundred ancient works, but it was actually completely different.

When Chu Mo was able to draw ten strokes, thus gathering his strongest power. Each stroke had the power of heaven and earth, and was different from each other, then these ten strokes could be called "one creation of the ten ancients". If there were one hundred strokes, then there would be one hundred ancient strokes, and if there were one thousand, then there would be one thousand eras. If Chu Mo could reach an incredible level and draw 10,000 strokes with the same shape and different spirits, then such strokes would be called the beautiful god, a creation of all eras! This kind of stroke was different from the tens of thousands of strokes he drew when he fought against Tianlan Sect. Thousands of strokes could only develop into a comprehensive stroke. The first time it was needed was this comprehensive.

At least 10,000 different strokes were needed. Chu Mo, understand. But while he realized these things, he also noticed his heart and had a strong change!

This change was a disorder in his heart, which was in his mind. Because of the blow just now, there were two different women, one was Lingxue, and the other was a purple spirit with a firm look on his face and a contemptuous look on his eyes. These two different people have the same face and the same wild beauty.

"The heart has changed..." Chu Mo heard it several times from Tian Xiezi, knowing that he was facing his first heart change, but in fact, he didn't know what the heart had become. Tian Xiezi did not explain in detail about this, and he still had the attitude towards his disciples. Everything needed to be enlightened. Until now, Chu Mo, after drawing the strokes, seemed to have absorbed all his thoughts.

The stroke connected to heaven and earth is like catharsis. After being completely released, his mind is empty. In this emptiness and light, he understands ancient creation because these two women appear in the empty mind, and he understands what the changes in his heart are. In a person's life, worldly desires are one of the sources that influence oneself.

It will make people unable to meditate, resulting in confusion. When this disorder occurs, if it is not handled properly, it will be difficult to continue practicing because a person's mind is not calm. How can he integrate into others? This time, it can be called a change in the mind.

At this time, we must find a way to stay calm. One of the ways is to fight! The core of the war has changed, and war is a clear proof! For example, Tian Xiezi and Chu Mo, let him see that he is going to fight with his seventh brother! The second way is to cut! Cut the heart open! For example, on the earth of this witch tribe, if purple clothes come out, it will not dissipate without thousands of hard work! The third way is to forget..., forget the root of inner changes, forget, and not. For example, Tian Xiezi took Chu Mo to see the old man who caused death and said that sentence.

"He is blind, you see...", regardless of whether the old man is blind or not, the meaning of this sentence is a forgotten thing. At this time, Chu Mo understood, and he even understood that the master's love for him, not with words or appearance, but with actions, telling him what the change of the heart is and how to face the change of the heart! He even understood why the master wanted to kill this person. "Maybe, in the heart of this respected master, in addition to telling me about the cruelty of the witch clan, there is another profound meaning."

"Chu Mo feels that Tian Xiezi is not speaking now. "War, chop, forget"... The master's choice is to let me cut off my heart!"

Cut off the changes in the mind and kill the essence, and you can directly resolve the changes in the mind. Without the essence, you cannot move the memories in Chu Mo's mind, without shadows, and cannot meditate. If you can't do it, forget it and forget everything, you will naturally change your mind. If you can't do it, you will go to war, fight Sima Xin, fight others, and prove your heart in the battle! This is Tian Xiezi, pointing to Chu Mo.

"If that kind of ruthlessness and no worldly desires, will such a person have no inner change..." Chu Mo was confused while understanding all this. When Chu Mo opened his eyes after painting the painting, all this kindness was obvious to him. It looked very slow, but in fact, it was only the moment when his right hand fell from the sky. When blood flowed out of his mouth, Chu Mo shook violently, rolled, and rushed straight toward the depths of the jungle.

He could fight seven people with the strongest blow, but Chu Mo knew that he could not fight the gloomy old man in the sky. He could only escape quickly by bringing this blow to the people of the witch tribe and getting a chance to eat.

Chu Mo couldn't see through the old man's cultivation, but this man gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, especially his strongest stroke. This man did not really take action, but used a magical magic that Chu Mo did not understand to condense the huge lizard with smoke.

Just by touching the lizard's tongue, although the lizard's tongue collapsed, it also caused Chu Mo's strongest blow to kill only one person!
Chapter completed!