Chapter 237 Falling on the Road

Luo Dao, the seventh generation of disciples of Kunlun Ruins, has excellent talent, and his strength can be regarded as the top among the young generation. He has squeezed into the peak of the sixth level early.

The last Zongmen Conference won the title of the first strong man of the young generation of the Dragon Kingdom on behalf of Kunlun Ruins. Both experience and fighting style are beyond reproach.

Such a person has too many auras over him, too many honors stand side by side with him, and too many praises appear on him.

But now, the mood of Luo Dao is undoubtedly complicated.

unwillingness, anger, doubt, shock, all the contradictions point to Chen Mo, the young man he has never seen before...

After everyone left, Chen Mo also improved his ability at ease. The battle during the day is not only very wonderful, but also has received a lot of inspiration and help from it, and the use of power has been greatly improved unconsciously.

The black energy in the hand does not condense a mass of materialized energy with the control of the will as before.

Chen Mo's wrist is motionless, and his still state is like a rock without life. The energy in his hand is slowly condensed. This dark spiritual energy is intertwined in the palm of his hand, blooming layers of faint ripples, constantly squeezing, deforming and compressing. Although the form of energy is substantial cohesion, only Chen Mo himself knows that the condensation of this intensity is not the same as the power obtained through compression alone compared with the power he has mastered before.

The smell of energy in the hand is getting stronger and stronger, and the color is getting deeper and deeper.

Ten minutes, Chen Mo's body showed no sign that he could not control it at all, which was a little reluctant in the past.

The progress brought by watching, understanding and learning is completely unexpected! Chen Mo can even feel that he can condense this energy more. For a power like him who is good at close combat, energy attack gives him a new way out.

The sect conference can be said to bring together the most elite powers in various places in the Dragon Kingdom, whether it is Bazachel or Leng Zhan. These people have their own unique momentum. At a young age, they have reached the peak of the sixth level of strength. It is difficult to say whether they will break through under this strong pressure. Enter the Aoyi level.

There was a sudden knock at the door.

"Is Chen Mo there?"

The cold-looking man, dressed in the same white moon robe, suddenly lit up in front of people.

It's a power! And he is a very powerful person!

Who will it be? Chen Mo looked at the person who came silently and did not answer. The atmosphere of the two people in the room was not very harmonious for a while, but the atmosphere was indeed a little strange.

The man looked very young, only twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old. His arms hung casually on both sides of his body, raised his head and straightened his chest, staring at Chen Mo sitting in the room, as if a poisonous snake was looking at its prey, with a faint cold light.

The feeling of the power is very keen, and Chen Mo's perception is much sharper than that of ordinary power. When he is swept by the other party's eyes, he feels the faint hostility in the other party's breath.

These eyes are like steel needles with substantial damage! Chen Mo's skin is faintly cold swept away by the cold current.

"I'm Chen Mo! Who are you?"

Chen Mo's sharp eyes looked at each other again, as if he wanted to see through each other. There was a faint smile in the man's eyes.

"My name is Luo Dao, the last young generation of the Dragon Kingdom, the first strong."

Zongmen Conference, the first strongman! Chen Mo's eyelids couldn't help raising slightly, and the surprised light could not be concealed from his pupils.

I'm curious about why this young man is so important to the suzerain. I would rather let him fight on behalf of Kunlun Ruins. But

Luo Dao was silent for a while, and there was an elegant smile at the corners of his mouth. He broke the silence of the room: "You know, just because of your appearance, now I have lost the qualification to participate in the war."

"So what." Chen Mo shook his head: "These have nothing to do with me. I'm just invited to fight instead of your Kunlun Ruins. Nothing else has anything to do with me."

The mouth of Luo Dao opened slightly, and a sharp color flashed in his eyes, arrogant, or indifferent. Is Chen Mo's strength in front of him really above him?

"You are very strong, but do you think you have the strength to keep the first place in the Kunlun Ruins at the sect conference?" Luo Dao's two heroic thick eyebrows squeezed out a faint Sichuan character in the middle of his eyebrows: "The Zongmen Conference is the conference of the strong, and only your strength is the real truth."

"You've said so much, what on earth do you want to do?"

Chen Mo looked at the other party impatiently. Looking at the other party's momentum and strength, he is definitely not the kind of person who can be sent by casually speaking. Now he can only ask the other party's intention clearly.

"What are you doing..." He slowly raised his hand and pointed to Chen Mo: "I want to fight with you! If you lose, you will immediately give up the right to participate in Kunlun Ruins. Get out of here."

"I'm sorry, what if I said I won."

"Win!? Do you think you can beat me?" The voice of the road suddenly became contemptuous.

"What if you win by chance?" There was a little smile on Chen Mo's face: "What will you do?"

"Very good." Luo Dao's face finally showed an appreciative smile. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't know why the suzerain asked you to replace Kunlun Ruins. I must be very confident in your own strength. If I lose... you can do whatever you want.

"Good." Chen Mo nodded.

Luo Dao crossed his hands with ten fingers, and his face was a little crazy. He said with a little excitement in his eyes, "If you have any ability, just follow me. Just use it then."

At the same time, he left his words and quickly ran to the door and disappeared in the night.

This guy! Just test your strength before the battle begins.

At the same time, Chen Mo's body unfolded, and then followed the other party to the depths of darkness.

Endless darkness! In a dangerous place in Kunlun Ruins, the two figures could stop the terrible flash and stood quietly in this place.

Looking at the surrounding environment, he nodded with a little satisfaction, and then looked back at Chen Mo: "It's a good speed. Now all major forces are in my Kunlun ruins. I don't want to attract unnecessary attention at such a critical moment. The next battle will be fought here."

Chen Mo spread out his palm and said that there was no objection.

At the same time, he turned around and looked behind his back, and then slowly took out a delicate dagger from his pocket. The dagger looks full of flexibility. Although it is far away, Chen Mo can still feel the powerful power in it.

Spiritual weapon?

It seemed to see Chen Mo's doubts and smiled faintly: "You don't have to worry. I won't use this means to win. The effect of this spiritual weapon is only to cover the traces of energy."

While talking, the road slowly walked a few meters behind him. As the footsteps continued, the energy on the dagger became brighter and brighter. After a few steps, it had already emitted a very hazy glow.

At the same time, the dagger in his hand was raised high, and then it was inserted into the surface.

Chen Mo, who was present, felt that the air around him was suffocating. Then he saw the aperture similar to the energy mask on the Zongmen Conference slowly forming, but the color was very dim, and he could not find it in the darkness without looking carefully.

Have you covered the surrounding environment and energy traces? You can rest assured to take action.