One Thousand Six Hundred and Ninety-One Can Not Understand

With a semi-holy cultivation base, he beat back five middle-rank martial saints with a wave of his hands. If such deeds were told, no one would believe them, but at this moment it really happened.

The five masked men in black recovered a little bit, and with angry expressions, they jumped together.

Among them, there was a hole as thick as a bucket, dark and bottomless, each looked at each other, and saw a look of helplessness in each other's eyes.

They are capable enough to open mountains and crack rocks, and even to overturn rivers and seas in a small area, but it is really difficult for them to burrow into the ground flexibly like animals.

Of course, regardless of some warriors who have practiced special skills, there will always be some strange people in the world, but it is obvious that these five people are not.

"Puppet Snake, this guy actually has such an almost extinct secret treasure, it's really a bit difficult."

"After a lot of difficulty, I dragged all the elders in the family to use tricks, and let that girl run away."

The five of them were in disbelief. If Yingqiong was allowed to leave this time, as long as the matter in the depths of the starry sky was resolved and all the elders would come back, there would be nothing good waiting for them.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind sounded, and the master who killed the old woman next to Yingqiong came to the entrance of the cave, and after hearing what happened, his face gradually became gloomy.

The old man said angrily: "What a descendant of the Qing Emperor, how dare he spoil my great affairs like this."

"What should the third elder do? Now that I can't kill the second lady, how should we deal with ourselves?"

The old man in the yellow robe said calmly: "I will find a way to suppress this matter. Since I made a move, I have naturally prepared a countermeasure for failure. You go back first."

The five men in black robes couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief seeing the old man's calmness without any panic, they respectfully took orders, turned around and prepared to leave.

Puff, a ray of saber light flashed out, and five human heads flew up in the air, with unbelievable expressions in their eyes.

No one expected that the solution that the yellow-robed old man said was to kill them to silence them. What's more, he didn't expect that the cultivation of the yellow robed old man actually possessed the realm of a master-level martial saint.

If you know, I'm afraid you will be careful not to leave your back to this person at will.

A figure fell down, but it was the heroic man who stood side by side with Yingqiong during the battle of sages, he frowned slightly, looked at the hole under his feet, and said: "Second sister, you are really lucky to spend such a big price on cloth. Unexpectedly, it was easily broken by a person who appeared unexpectedly.

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The yellow-robed old man sighed softly, and said: "Eldest young master, I'll go and deal with the aftermath, this time you will never be involved in this incident."

The young man was thoughtful, and after a while, he stretched out his right hand, and a bird appeared in the palm of his hand. When he lifted his hand and let go, the bird rushed into the hole with a flap.

"The white-cloaked swordsman who made the attack should have no fighting power in a short time. If I, the wind-chasing bird, can find them, there should be a chance."

The eyes of the old man in yellow robe brightened, and he said: "Then I will make preparations now."

The young man raised his hand and said: "No, you can just concentrate on dealing with the aftermath, and I will take care of the rest. If you make a wrong step, you will lose your luck. If you do your best, you are going against the sky. I will just send some people over there." "

Outside Qincheng, in a forest three thousand miles away, the calm soil exploded, and a long black snake leaped out.

The organ under the belly of the snake opened, and two figures jumped out of it.

Under Xiao Chen's skin, small blood-colored lines spread all over the body, appearing and disappearing from time to time, as if they were about to burst the skin.

Trying to suppress the sequelae of using the power word formula, and put the puppet snake into the Qiankun ring, Xiao Chen put on the hood again, staring at the hole with a solemn expression.

Under Ying Qiong's suspicious eyes, after a while, he suddenly made a move, and a sharp saber aura swept out from his fingertips.

Click!

The Chaser Bird, which was less than half the size of a palm, was cut in half by the wisp of purple saber energy just as its head popped out.

"This is the chasing bird raised by my elder brother Yingfan. It's really him!"

Ying Qiong said with a gloomy expression, if the previous was just speculation, seeing this unique wind chasing bird, there is no need for any evidence to prove anything.

After waiting for a while and seeing that no chasing bird came out, Xiao Chen's expression relaxed, and on the cheek hidden under the hood, the skin slowly cracked, and a little blood flowed out.

"Girl Ying, you are safe now, can we continue to complete our agreement?" A wave of pain came like a needle prick, and Xiao Chen felt the repressed sequelae, like a scourge that seemed to erupt at any time.

The voice of speaking trembled slightly.

Ying Qiong was slightly surprised, but this time without any hesitation, she handed the three brocade boxes to Xiao Chen. When she saw Xiao Chen's right hand stretched out from the sleeve robe, her face froze immediately.

"your hands……"

The originally smooth skin was completely cracked at this moment, and a little bit of blood spilled out, looking extremely terrifying.

Ying Qiong stretched out her hand, and a strong wind blew out, the hood on Xiao Chen's head immediately fell off, and an exclamation came from Ying Qiong's mouth, she couldn't help covering her lips with her little hand, almost getting goosebumps all over her body.

Today's Xiao Chen looks really frightening, his face is full of spider-like blood lines, which are the blood that seeps from the skin cracks.

Xiao Chen put away the brocade box, put the hood back on, threw the other half of the core image to Yingqiong, and said with a wry smile: "Sorry, I scared you, just a little bit of skin trauma and rest for a while will be fine."

Compared with using the power tactic before, the situation this time is indeed much better. I still remember that when I used the power tactic for the first time in the sky world, I overdrawn all my combat power in an instant, and I couldn't even stand up.

Being able to last for such a long time this time has far exceeded Xiao Chen's expectations. According to this progress, reaching the fourth-level body should be able to perform the power word formula intact.

The eyebrows were shining, and a red cloud appeared on the bloody throne. Xiao Chen took a deep breath, endured the severe pain, jumped suddenly, and finally sat on the throne.

The red light flashed, and the Throne of Slaughter flew towards the distance with Xiao Chen.

Whoosh!

A delicate figure, holding a wooden umbrella, fell from the sky and stood on top of the galloping red cloud. Xiao Chen glanced at it, Ying Qiong didn't know why, and followed up again.

But now it hurts so much to even move his lips, Xiao Chen is really too lazy to speak, so let her come up.

Anyway, if the other party wants to take advantage of his life, Emperor Haotian's clone will blow the other party into dust at the moment when he is really threatened.

Hongmang flew away, and the red cloud carried the throne. After flying a hundred miles, Xiao Chen let it land at the foot of a rocky mountain below.

There are all kinds of strange rocks everywhere, and the people are sparsely populated. It is an extremely suitable place for healing and avoiding hunting.

After landing, Xiao Chen put away the Scarlet Throne, and took some time to use the Qiankun flag to set up a prohibition to cover it.

Without saying a word, he jumped onto a stone pillar, sat cross-legged, and officially started, dealing with the sequelae of this power word formula without any worries.

Looking at Xiao Chen on the stone pillar, Ying Qiong's eyes were uncertain and complicated, and she didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment.

Xiao Chen is also becoming more and more unpredictable, unable to understand and guess, what kind of person this is, obviously selfish to the extreme of cruelty. But to make a promise, he would not hesitate to risk such a serious injury to keep himself safe.

Just like in the Xingchen Tomb Palace, he did not hesitate to confront Yan Shisan head-on for the daughter of the Linghu clan.

At this moment, Yingqiong didn't know that some of the most wonderful emotions in the world of mortals, like a soft hook, got into her heart defense little by little, and could never be pulled out again.

Three days, three full days, after Xiao Chen endured a lot of pain, relying on his strong physical body, the sequelae caused by the power word formula finally recovered.

The scary red mark on the face no longer exists, the skin becomes smooth again, the eyes are shining brightly, and some understanding of the power word formula has deepened a lot.

Xiao Chen stood up, let out a mouthful of turbid air, put away the cloak, moved his hands and feet, and stretched his body.

A slight noise immediately awakened Ying Qiong on a stone pillar closest to him, closing his eyes and meditating, feeling a little restless.

Opening her eyes, Ying Qiong looked at Xiao Chen who had recovered her original appearance, and she was inexplicably relieved, a gleam of joy flashed in her eyes.

"Master Xiao, thank you for your kindness this time." Ying Qiong opened his mouth lightly and smiled.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to size up the woman with a pensive look in his eyes. After a while, he spoke and said something that made Ying Qiong almost vomit blood on the spot.

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