My Cold and Proud President's Wife

The man in blood immediately burst out laughing when he heard Chen Mo's words.

"Can you tell me, what's your name?"

The blood-clothed venerable looked at Chen Mo with a smile.

"My name is Chen Mo, the lord of the Storm Lord. By the way, when I was a Golden Immortal, I was known as the number one Golden Immortal in the entire Immortal World. Now I have stepped into the Xuanxian, the Immortal King, and no one can beat me."

Chen Mo introduced himself.

"Under the Immortal King, no one is invincible? Haha! Not bad, not bad! Very good big talk."

The blood-clothed venerable laughed loudly, "Young man, I admire you very much. I have made a decision. I have decided to make you a blood slave. You should feel extremely honored."

"Blood slave? Is it up to you? It's embarrassing for a little fairy to dare to say such things in front of me. Chi Xue, didn't you always want a blood soul beast? This fairy is just right for you. "

Chen Mo looked at Chi Xuedao with a sneer.

"This……"

Chi Xue didn't say that at all, but she understood that Chen Mo said this on purpose, in order to stimulate this person.

"What did you say? Refining me into a blood soul beast? Do you know who I am? Fight with me, and I will cripple you."

The Venerable in Blood Cloth pointed at Chen Mo and shouted.

"Handle me? Just rely on you?"

Chen Mo's eyes were full of contempt, "Not long ago, a kid named Mr. Wuxu also said this to me. Do you know the result? He can't live, he can't die."

"What? You killed my apprentice Wuxu? It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable..."

When the blood-clothed venerable heard it, his face turned red to the extreme, and he roared at Chen Mo with murderous intent.

"So he is your apprentice? No wonder a virtue, no matter what, is actually met by me, then I don't mind sending you to the eighteenth level of hell."

Chen Mo's eyes were full of contempt.

"Bastard, I want you to die..."

The blood-clothed venerable is very hot now, if this person is not killed, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Kill me? You are not qualified enough."

It's not that Chen Mo looks down on this guy, but that he really isn't in Chen Mo's eyes.

After entering Xuanxian, Chen Mo can be invincible under the Immortal King.

"Roar……"

The blood-clothed venerable roared, his body filled with strong blood energy and rushed towards Chen Mo like a bat.

"Ants are ants after all, and they look like ants when they start their hands. If you want to die, I will help you."

Chen Mo snorted coldly, waved his hand, and slapped it down.

"Pfft..."

Chen Mo slapped down, and the blood-clothed Venerable's body flew out uncontrollably.

His body was filled with blood, like a balloon popping.

"how is this possible?"

The blood-clothed venerable was dumbfounded, but he is an immortal venerable?It's still the immortal master of Moxiu, and now he is slapped away by this man. How strong and terrifying does it need to be?

"Nothing is impossible. As I said, you are just an ant, a brazen ant. From the moment you humiliated Red Blood, your fate is already doomed."

Chen Mo growled.At the same time, he quickly rushed towards the blood-clothed venerable.

"Roar……"

The blood-clothed venerable roared angrily.

"Boy, do you really think that this is all I have? No, you are wrong. You are wrong. Now, I will let you not survive or die..."

The Blood Clothed Venerable's whole body swelled with blood, and the aura gradually surged, covering him with a terrifying momentum of killing blood.

Afterwards, his body changed. A pair of horns covered his body with devil scales, his hands showed devil claws, and his overall aura increased more than a hundred times.

Originally, he only had the strength of an immortal king, but now he has stepped into the immortal king in one fell swoop, and that aura is still getting stronger.

"how is this possible?"

Chi Xue was surprised.

In this short moment, Venerable Blood Cloth entered the Immortal King, is Chen Mo his opponent?

How to fight this battle?

"Clap..."

When Chi Xue was startled, she was startled by a slap.

Then, the blood-clothed venerable's head fell to the ground, and his head plunged into the soil, embedded in the soil like a carrot, his hands and feet twitched like a convulsion.

"..."

Chi Xue looked at this scene stupidly.

There is a feeling of misreading.

She was still worried about how Chen Mo would fight, but as a result, Venerable Bloody was slapped by Chen Mo and stuck into the soil like a carrot.

You know, the blood-clothed venerable just now is equivalent to an immortal king?But just now, in Chen Mo's hands, he was simply slapped down like a mosquito?

It seems... In Chen Mo's eyes, any strong man, anyone can be easily slapped to death.

"Idiot! It's even better than I thought."

Chen Mo glanced at the Bloody Venerable in disgust, then grabbed his leg and pulled it out like a carrot.

"you you……"

The blood-clothed venerable pulled it out.

With loose hair all over his head, blood was everywhere on his head and face, and he was looking at Chen Mo in disbelief at the moment.

He had already been demonized, but in this man's hands, he was slapped down.

"What are you? You have already lost." Chen Mo just kicked the blood-clothed Venerable, causing him to roll a few meters on the ground before stopping.

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you."

The blood-clothed venerable jumped up from the ground in a frenzy, and rushed towards Chen Mo.

"Pfft..."

Chen Mo pointed his finger.

The blood-clothed venerable's head exploded like a watermelon, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

"Do not……"

Soon, the soul of the blood-clothed venerable flew out of the corpse and fled quickly.

"Shh..."

Chen Mo simply squeezed his hand, and it was in his hand like pinching a toad.

"What do you want to do with it?"

Chen Mo pinched the blood-clothed Venerable, and smiled at the red blood road.

Chi Xue glanced at Chen Mo, nodded, then looked at Venerable Xue Yi and said, "Tell me, what is the purpose of you establishing the Devil's Heart in this ancient tomb of the Immortal King?"

"I can't say, I can't..."

The soul of the blood-clothed venerable cried out and yelled.

"Let him die out of his wits."

Red Blood said.

"it is good……"

Chen Mo acted immediately.

"Don't, don't, I said, can't I say it?"

The blood-clothed venerable cried and shouted.

"The ancient tomb of the Immortal King is an independent space. This space can not only grow, but also seal a sarcophagus. This coffin is called the funeral. Our goal is to get the coffin of the funeral."

The blood-clothed venerable explained.

"The burial coffin?"

Maybe people in the fairy world don't know much about Zantian, but Chen Mo knows it very well.

This coffin has destroyed the world of cultivating immortals?
"Where is this coffin?"

Chen Mo asked loudly.

"In the hall of the main tomb."

The blood-clothed venerable said.

"The main tomb hall?"

Chen Mo looked at Chi Xue.

"I put away his soul."

Chi Xue didn't look at Chen Mo, but took out a soul-receiving device.

"it is good……"

Chen Mo nodded, and immediately handed over the soul.