Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Another three meters!    

A few meters away, there was a Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame, and that was Mo Qianqian!    

However, Chu Mo had fallen ten meters away, and found it hard to advance even an inch!    

"Chu Mo, do your best!"    

Seeing the Chu Mo who had fallen to the ground, Yuezheng Hanrui shouted out in a low voice without blinking.    

Being able to make it to this step, Chu Mo could already be considered as creating a miracle, and it was simply beyond everyone's expectations. As a teammate, Yuezheng Hanrui obviously didn't want to see Chu Mo regretting to the point that all his previous work had been wasted.    

However, Chu Mo's current situation was far too terrible. There wasn't a single part of his body that was in good condition, and his injuries were incomparably severe. Besides being charred black, there was also fresh blood on his body.    

Ling Er stood at the side and stared straight at Chu Mo as well, muttering: "Big brother Chu Mo, you can!"    

Even Tong Junming, who was on the other side, was shocked by Chu Mo, and said: "I never thought that this guy would actually have walked so far. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, it would really be unbelievable!"    

Fan Haoyu nodded and said, "Looking at his current state, it's obvious that he doesn't have a single piece of his body intact. This guy is really vicious! "    

Tong Junming said: "Chu Mo is simply a madman. He actually dares to throw away his life. It's a good thing that we didn't face off against this guy previously. Otherwise, I really don't know what he would have done. "    

"Yiya, Momo!"    

Seeing Chu Mo powerless on the ground, Xiao Hong also cried out, extremely worried.    

At this moment, Mo Qianqian was woken up from his stupor, and only now did he realize that Chu Mo had actually entered the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame, and was even three meters away.    

In just an instant, Mo Qianqian already understood that Chu Mo had definitely come for him.    

Therefore, looking at Chu Mo's miserable state of being drenched in blood, the tears in Mo Qianqian's eyes immediately flowed down, and he anxiously shouted out: "Brother!"    

Immediately, Mo Qianqian got up and prepared to help Chu Mo.    

However, Chu Mo shook his head resolutely, and said lifelessly: "No ? Don't... Move! "    

At this time, Mo Qianqian was at the critical juncture of comprehending the Emperor Flame and he could not move at all.    

In this kind of situation, all of his previous efforts had been for nothing. This meant that Mo Qianqian's previous efforts had all been in vain, and thus, he had no fate with the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame.    

Therefore, Mo Qianqian absolutely could not move!    

As for Xiao Hong, because it wanted to support Mo Qianqian, it could not do anything.    

In other words, the current Chu Mo could only rely on himself.    

"But, Bro, you ?"    

Mo Qianqian's heart was burning with anxiety, but he did not dare to go against Chu Mo's intentions, so he could only sit on the spot and wait anxiously.    

"I... I'm fine! "    

Chu Mo grinned, and blood immediately flowed out uncontrollably from his mouth like a river, shocking everyone.    

As he spoke, Chu Mo crawled forward.    

It was a pity that with the impact of Di Yan's attack, Chu Mo was like a child facing a hurricane as he was completely powerless. He could only barely stay in place and not be pushed back.    

Helpless, Chu Mo could only turn his gaze to Xiao Hong and asked: "Is there any way?"    

The reason he sent a sound transmission was because Chu Mo lacked the energy to communicate normally, and also didn't want Qianqian to know that he was holding on.    

Xiao Hong shook its head and sent a similar message, "Momo, you can only rely on yourself!"    

"Alright!"    

Chu Mo had already expected this to happen, so he wasn't depressed or disappointed.    

"It seems like I can only take my time!"    

Even though he was suffering from endless pain, Chu Mo still relied on his strong will to stay awake. Amongst all the possibilities, he had found a way that wasn't really a method.    

Now that his limbs were so soft they couldn't move, he had to find a way to move.    

With that thought, Chu Mo activated the Cyan Spiritual Energy and moved to his right hand, wrapping the entire palm.    

Immediately, a surge of vitality rippled out and began to quickly heal the injuries on his right hand.    

However, at the same time, the Crape Myrtle Emperor Flame in the outside world was also burning his right hand.    

One was restoration, one was destruction!    

Two different powers unceasingly derived and disappeared from Chu Mo's palm, contending with each other, and circulating back and forth.    

In this cycle, every second, Chu Mo would suffer the pain of his bones being shaved, and it was so painful that he wished he were dead.    

"Hiss!"