Chapter 272 The Forgotten Divine Art

After collecting the brain, Chen Luo dispersed his spiritual sense. At this time, the monster had already fled to the outskirts of the Iron Spear Temple. Chen Luo stretched out his hand and a magic sword appeared in his hand.

It is best to chop with a sword at this distance.

Solve with one sword!

After using it for a long time, Chen Luo also got some bad habits of sword cultivation.

When in doubt, cut with a sword first.

The Qingmu sword intent emerged, and the sword energy surrounded his body. A circle of sword blade storm appeared beside him. The surrounding sword energy drove the surrounding flames, and the iron armor of the small statue lying on the ground had been burned black. After Chen Luo's sword energy swept away the flames, the small statue just lay on the ground diagonally, facing Chen Luo and the fleeing monster.

Cut!

The sword energy swept across, turning into an arc-shaped sword aura and sweeping out. The monster, who sensed the crisis of death, twisted his body desperately. His black mud blinding technique did not play any role in front of Chen Luo, but brought him to death.

"You want to take my head and kill my soul, I'll fight you!"

The lizard monster, realizing that there was no escape, finally went berserk. The black hair around him rolled into a ball and then exploded. The dense silk threads pierced down indiscriminately, and the hair at the root was like steel, piercing the bluestone ground, exploding huge deep pits one after another.

"Senior, help me!"

Master Qiu and Shen Biaotou reacted the fastest. They didn't even care about the darts and rushed into the temple to hide behind Chen Luo. Lao Qian and other escorts also reacted quickly. Only the half-crazy Niu Cheng sat there and roared madly.

Puff!

A black hair hit his heart, and the blood soaked up along the hair. However, in the blink of an eye, the half-crazy Niu Cheng was sucked dry, leaving only his head in place, with his eyes wide open.

"What do you mean your head? That's clearly my head."

Chen Luo stretched out his hand, and a large amount of Yin Lei gathered around him. Under the control of his brain, which was best at the Yin Lei spell, Chen Luo brought this magical power to its full potential.

At the moment when the two forces were about to collide, a layer of white fog suddenly rose around.

This fog came strangely and spread faster.

The expected collision did not happen. The Yin Lei that Chen Luo shot fell into the fog and disappeared.

When everyone reacted, they were already in the fog. The monsters in the distance who sensed the opportunity immediately gave up the idea of ​​fighting desperately, and rushed out of the Iron Spear Temple in a flash.

Chen Luo followed immediately after seeing this.

The monsters that have been offended must be eradicated. Only by burying them with your own hands can you feel at ease. It is not in line with the original intention to leave them and become trouble. However, as soon as he rushed out of the mountain temple, Chen Luo stopped.

"Where is this?"

"Where is our escort car!!"

Shen Biaotou and a group of escorts were also shocked by the scene in front of them. Outside, it was no longer a muddy wilderness, but a bluestone town, with houses and dusty world, telling them that this place was extraordinary.

‘Incense world, Shinto monks’ territory. ’

An idea popped up in the mummy’s brain. Chen Luo didn’t remember which book he had read these contents in, but it was probably only the mummy’s brain that could match the picture in front of him with the knowledge in the book at a glance.

How did we suddenly get to this place?

Before Chen Luo could search carefully, there was a sudden violent fluctuation of spiritual power in front of him. One of them was the lizard monster he was going to kill.

Chen Luo quickly flew up and flew towards the area where the spiritual power collided.

No matter where it was, solve the remaining problems first, and then find a way out.

“What should we do?”

A group of escorts looked at the scene in front of them in panic. These scenes were beyond their cognition. They had no idea how they got in, let alone how to get out.

“Follow that senior!”

Taoist Qiu took the lead.

Staying in such a strange place is waiting to die. Only by holding on to the thighs can there be hope of survival. A group of escorts quickly used their Qinggong skills and chased in the direction where Chen Luo disappeared.

Chen Luo was not flying fast, this place was very strange.

After flying into the sky, he clearly felt pressure, as if the existence of this place did not like others flying in the sky.

Although he did not see anything, he could feel this emotion. This sense was very strange.

The streets of Qingshi Town are very long.

The previous sensing distance was not very far, and he could not reach it after flying for a long time. Instead, the breath of the two people fighting in the sensing gradually weakened. Chen Luo fell from the air and began to observe the surrounding situation carefully.

‘There is a noodle stall on the left, and there is still water in the wooden barrel, which can be drunk. ’

‘The spiritual energy is thin, and there is an inexplicable energy in the air. ’

‘The things that fought with the lizard monster are a bit strange, and the explosive power is not like spiritual power. ’

‘There is mist coming out from the floor tiles under my feet, and I can’t find the source. ’

Countless external brains emerged and gave feedback from various angles. In just a moment, Chen Luo observed the surrounding scene and even memorized the wood grain in the corner.

A group of escorts followed and saw Chen Luo standing still with surprise in their eyes. Without Chen Luo, they really felt insecure. Especially Taoist Qiu, he was a cultivator in the early stage of Qi Refining and knew the horror of high-level cultivators better than anyone else.

“Master, what are you doing with the fortune stick?”

Old Qian looked at Chen Luo in awe, lowered his eyes, and when his eyes passed through the other's left hand, he saw a red bamboo stick. This kind of bamboo stick is exactly the same as the bamboo stick used for fortune-telling in the temple.

“Fate stick?”

Chen Luo subconsciously looked at his left hand and found that there was a bamboo stick in his hand with a row of small words on it.

‘All evils swallow the moon, great evil, evil! ’

What is this?

Chen Luo frowned. He had been flying in the sky just now and hadn't touched anything at all. Why was there an extra sign in his hand for no reason? The most important thing is that he himself is unaware of it.

"You said this is your destiny?"

Chen Luo looked at Lao Qian and asked.

"No, isn't it?"

Lao Qian trembled, thinking that he had offended the master, and hurriedly explained.

"When I used to go to temple fairs with my mother-in-law, she would always ask for a fortune teller, saying that this thing could be used to determine one's fate. I remember that the fortune teller looked exactly like the bamboo stick in your hand."

Ask God to tell your fortune?

Chen Luo looked at the bamboo stick in his hand. The words on it were dark and flowing, exuding inexplicable power. Suddenly the words above seemed to come alive, turning into a gunman with blood in his eyes. The man stared at him angrily, as if he wanted to eat someone. When Chen Luo looked over, the other party also noticed him. The man roared, grabbed an iron gun and shot him between the eyebrows.

Buzz!

A bit of black light flashed, Chen Luo groaned, and blood overflowed from his nostrils.

Soul attack? !

No, curse? Not right either.

"Master?! Are you okay?"

Taoist priest Qiu and others showed horrified expressions. They relied on Chen Luo now. If Chen Luo died, they would really have no hope of going back.

"fine."

Chen Luo pressed his eyebrows and felt his soul shaking violently. He had not experienced this strange feeling for a long time. The most important thing was that none of the more than a hundred foundation-building brains in his body noticed the attack, and even the three major pill-building brains did not respond.

There's something wrong with this thing.

Chen Luo had a guess in his heart. He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when he was still in the tomb of the Yue Kingdom, his master, Chang Qing Zhenren, once gave him a skill called Shinto Jue.

According to Changqing’s description, the Shinto formula was dug out by him by robbing the tomb, and he used it as a means to extend life in the future. When Chen Luo and Du De left the Yue Kingdom Tomb for the first time, each of them brought something similar to Regarding the tools for practicing Shinto tactics, Chen Luo brought the memorial tablet, and Xie Shuang brought the spiritual bamboo.

It's a pity that after bringing these things out, they failed, and the practice of Shinto techniques also failed. After that, Chen Luo forgot about it. Looking back now, the attack just now was very similar to the attack method recorded in the Shinto Jue.

Looking at the fortune sign in his hand, Chen Luo tried to break it with his hand, but failed to break it.

This thing looks very thin, but turns out to be surprisingly strong. The words above kept flowing, as if to remind Chen Luo that if he wanted to solve the trouble in his hands, he must find the person who solved the problem.

Only by unlocking the secret of fate can we gain hope of living.

"Unlock the signature?"

Chen Luo raised his head and glanced at the gray street in front of him. A wisp of spiritual energy appeared in his palm, and the power of the 'Demon Bone Array Pattern Technique' emerged in his palm. He grabbed the life-tick and threw it forward.

If you can't destroy it, throw it away.

Unlock the signature? Not interested in.

He has no habit of following other people's arrangements.

Enveloped by spiritual energy, the fortune sign turned into a black light, and passed through the street with a whoosh, crashing through several walls in front of it, and disappeared at the end of the street. (End of chapter)