At Bahuang Academy, Chen Mo refined the Dragon Blood Pill, and his blood naturally contained a hint of true dragon energy.

But even a trace of true dragon energy has a very good effect on suppressing the thousand-year-old turtle.

As the spirit of the true dragon filled the air, the thousand-year-old turtle's heart beat violently, its soul, and its huge body lying on the bottom of the water, unable to help but bury its proud head.

To Chen Mo, it was completely surrendered.

"Sir, please forgive me for being ignorant and offending you."

"I beg you to consider the difficulty of my practice and please spare me a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, the head of the thousand-year-old turtle was almost stuck to the ground.

As a tortoise who has been practicing for thousands of years, he knows the importance of life. If it knew that Chen Mo had the spirit of a true dragon, it would probably not appear and cause trouble.

"You also know that practicing cultivation is not easy?" Chen Mo smiled coldly, not laughing at the words of the thousand-year-old turtle, "If you knew that practicing cultivation is not easy, you would not go out to kill people at will."

"Moreover, the number of people who died in your hands just now is more than a hundred, if not a thousand."

"Now you have the nerve to beg me for mercy. It's really ridiculous."

When Chen Mo said this, the murderous intention outside his body erupted. A pair of fists were filled with the spirit of the real dragon, blasting through the surrounding ice. He looked at the demon core in the distance and walked over step by step.

Feeling Chen Mo's movements and hearing those cold words, the thousand-year-old turtle's heart felt particularly heavy, and his eyes turned terrifying, revealing a murderous aura.

"Since you want to fight me to the death, I will no longer plead for mercy. Boy, you forced me to do this."

Death was imminent, and the thousand-year-old turtle's respect for Chen Mo instantly turned into a feeling of shame.

Just now, it really wants to beg for mercy.

Chen Mo won't show mercy to others when he is in power, so why should it be so humble and continue to beg Chen Mo for mercy?

"Use the power of my demon core to kill the enemy."

As soon as the words fell, it was as if the great road had returned to its true form, and the thousand-year-old turtle's demonic core suddenly left its heart, exuding boundless aura and charging towards Chen Mo fiercely.

"The essence of my life is all in the demon core. Boy, you only have a trace of the spirit of a true dragon, but you are stubborn and will not stop fighting me. Is this the result you want?"

The voice fell, and the tone was questioning. Before the last step, the thousand-year-old turtle was unwilling to fight Chen Mo to the death.

Because, even if Chen Mo is killed, his vitality will be severely damaged.

"A fish is dead and a net is broken, are you worthy?" Chen Mo replied coldly to the thousand-year-old turtle's words. His eyes looked at the charging demon core, and a look of pride appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My Five Elements Space just lacks an energy source. I want this demon core."

"boom!"

Just as Chen Mo finished speaking, the demon core came to him, bringing with it a boundless aura of destruction, as if it wanted to kill Chen Mo. The force of the collision was particularly terrifying and difficult to stop.

However, when the demon core was about to kill Chen Mo, a black hole in space appeared on Chen Mo's chest, and a large amount of devouring power accurately enveloped the demon core.

Buzz!

With a flash of light, the demon core successfully entered the Five Elements Space. The thousand-year-old turtle felt that his demon core suddenly disappeared, and he immediately ran away on the spot, his eyes full of madness.

"No...why did my demon core...disappear? Boy, what exactly did you do to me?"

"Return my demon core to me quickly, otherwise, you and I will perish together."

The thousand-year-old turtle did not lose his will under the madness. He must have used some method to collect his demon core into a certain space, making it impossible for him to detect the location of the demon core.

"Old guy, you've already come to this point and you still speak rudely to me. You deserve to have your demon core taken away from you."

"As for your death together, I don't care about it. Without the demon core, you are just a tiger with its teeth pulled out, vulnerable. Moreover, even if you have the demon core, you are not my opponent, so now I have no reason to complete

Afraid of you."

Chen Mo said firmly.

"puff……!"

After listening to Chen Mo's words, the thousand-year-old turtle felt blood dripping from his heart, and endless regret spread throughout his body.

He knew that without the demon core and only a physical body left, there was no way he could be Chen Mo's opponent.

Moreover, all the essence of his body has been gathered in the demon core. This body is all he has left now. Compared to Chen Mo in his prime, he is not enough.

regret!

fear!

Two emotions gradually filled the mind of the thousand-year-old turtle. He suddenly opened his huge mouth and roared, "I think about how glorious my life has been. I have practiced for thousands of years and have the cultivation level of the middle stage of Mahayana, but I never thought that I would fail.

In the hands of a boy."

"God, you are so heartless...!"

"boom!"

Before he could speak, thunder surged and lightning danced across the nine heavens. A destructive golden divine thunder fell on the thousand-year-old turtle's body in an instant at the speed of lightning and flint.

Bang! There was a loud noise, and thick smoke curled up from the body of the thousand-year-old turtle.

His body, under the bombardment of golden divine thunder, his internal organs, limbs and bones were damaged.

The power of life was flowing crazily from the thousand-year-old turtle's eyes. His eyes were still full of unwillingness, and a weak voice echoed in his mouth, "In the next life, I will not be a bastard...!"

Dead!

The moment the thousand-year-old turtle closed his eyes, Chen Mo looked strange. He thought the old man would curse him, but unexpectedly, he chose to die honorably.

Violate the power of God and fall on the spot.

Before he dies, he will not be a bastard. This sentence is obviously contempt for God's arrangements for him in this life.

Outside, the clear sky reappeared, and the sea gradually returned to calm. It was as if the thousand-year-old turtle had never appeared. Xue Bing and Xiaoyu, who had been waiting for a long time, did not see the thousand-year-old turtle for a long time.

Xiaoyu curled her lips, her face twitched, and said softly: "Miss, it seems that Chen Mo died in the belly of the thousand-year-old turtle, and then the thousand-year-old turtle filled its stomach and returned to its nest to digest. This guy is still him.

It’s somewhat useful, not so hateful.”

Hateful?

Xue Bing said to himself, recalling what Chen Mo had done, it was indeed hateful, but it also made people feel stupid.

But for some reason, Xue Bing always felt that Chen Mo chose to seek death for himself.

Otherwise, there is no need for Chen Mo to appear in front of the thousand-year-old turtle to buy Xue Bing time to escape.

"Maybe I owe him my life."

Xue Bing sighed, raised her head, and thought deeply with her beautiful eyes. At this time, she actually felt that she owed Chen Mo.

That guy, looking at the state he was in before his death, left her with a very big legacy.

He has a fearless appearance and a spirit of fearlessness, especially when he talks, he either provokes or shouts to beat or kill the thousand-year-old turtle.

Even before Chen Mo died, he did not retreat at all and entered the mouth of the thousand-year-old turtle alone.

This kind of calm spirit in the face of danger made Xue Bing worry about gains and losses, and felt empty in his heart.

The attitude of who would be better than me could not be dissipated in Xue Bing's mind for a long time.

"Miss...look!"
Chapter completed!