Chapter 404 Letter

Shower forest.

Han Lin pierced the wolf demon's neck with his sword, blood spattered on his face, and a hint of ferocity appeared on his handsome face. Next to him, two beautiful cultivators had worried faces. One of them, a female cultivator in a red dress, was actually an alchemy cultivator. It was she who used her magical power to immobilize the wolf demon just now, and Han Lin had the chance to kill it with one strike!

"It's done!"

Han Lin dug out the wolf demon's demon elixir, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

As long as he obtains this demon pill, he can swallow the energy in it and rely on this energy as his foundation to advance to the later stage of foundation building!

Devouring monsters is Han Lin's biggest secret. The secret method comes from the upper world and was obtained by Han Lin in his dream. He is a good-for-nothing with seven attributes. With this secret method, he has been cultivating all the way. In less than a hundred years, he has reached the middle stage of foundation building! This kind of cultivation speed is not inferior to that of direct disciples of those sects.

Because of this, so many people are optimistic about him.

Loose cultivation is like raising a gu, and it is extremely difficult to rise. But once someone stands out, there is a high probability that this person will soar into the sky and become a big shot in the world of immortality. Those who invested in Han Lin had similar thoughts, and the women who followed him were also betting on his future.

"Brother Han, are you okay?"

Two female cultivators flew over quickly. When facing Han Lin, the female cultivator in the alchemy realm also had a slight fluctuation in her eyes, but she hid it better than the other female cultivator. Looking at the two confidantes, Han Lin felt relieved. He was able to kill the wolf demon this time, thanks to the great efforts of his two confidantes, especially Zhao Feifei, whose strength in the Dan Formation Realm helped a lot.

"I'm fine, thanks to this time."

Halfway through the words, Han Lin, who was about to comfort his two female companions, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. A death threat greater than he knew existed in his mind.

A circle of translucent ripples suddenly appeared in the void where the three of them were. A wisp of black energy escaped from the ripples.

A translucent palm stretched out from it, and the index finger pointed at Han Lin's eyebrows.

Danger!

Danger!

Danger!

Han Lin smelled the breath of death for the first time. He had no idea where the attack came from, and he didn't even know who was responsible.

"Is it a curse?!"

Zhao Feifei is a Dan-Jie cultivator, and she saw the problem immediately, but even she, a Dan-Jie master, was unable to move when faced with this hand, and couldn't even get close. The energy of the surrounding world was frozen, and the three of them were like insects trapped in amber.

"Nascent Soul! It's Nascent Soul Lord who has taken action."

A trace of despair flashed in Zhao Feifei's eyes. Only Zhenren Jiedan will understand how terrifying Yuanying Zhenjun is. Because he can see it, he understands it clearly. In comparison, Han Lin and the other female cultivator only felt that each other was very strong, but they had no idea how strong it was.

"It must be the Qionghua Sect!! Brother Han, run quickly."

The female cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm looked anxious and shouted to Han Lin. Han Lin's eyes were red after being controlled. He also wanted to run, but he couldn't.

At this moment, let alone running away, it was difficult for him to even speak.

But he knew he had to do something, otherwise he would really be dead. At the critical moment, Han Lin crushed the life-saving charm on his body. This spiritual talisman was given by the 'immortal' who entrusted the dream. He relied on this spiritual talisman to grab the third-level magic weapon from the Qianxing Ancestor in the sea area. Afterwards, it was the spiritual talisman that led him to escape from the Qianxing Ancestor. The pursuit came to Tiannan Territory.

As soon as the talisman was broken, a translucent light curtain protected Han Lin's body, but it did not take him away like it did in the sea.

Is there such a big difference between Yuan Ying and Jie Dan?

Sensing that he couldn't escape, Han Lin was anxious and couldn't help but regret his previous harsh words to the Qionghua Sect. He didn't expect that the Qionghua Sect would be so shameless. An ancestor-level being would directly attack him, a foundation-building monk, without any regard for himself. status in the world of immortality. But when things got to this point, it was useless to regret, so he was ready to change his approach.

Provoke general.

Big people care about appearance very much.

If you start from this angle, you may be able to survive!

Han Lin raised his head and looked in the direction of Ripple. He could feel the connection in that direction, which was also the nature of the curse. The cursed and the cursed will be connected and aware of each other.

"Ancestor Qionghua, do you dare to give me thirty years?"

Phew!

A crack suddenly appeared on Han Lin's neck. In the blink of an eye, a 'bang' sound was heard. His head flew out strangely, and his fingers pressed down immediately. Han Lin's headless body was crushed into flesh and blood by his fingers. .

He died so simply that he didn't even have to struggle. The other party didn't listen to his nonsense from the beginning to the end.

"Brother Han!!!"

Seeing Han Lin die in front of his eyes, his two confidantes were grief-stricken. A crazy expression flashed on one of them's face and he shouted at the ripples in the air.

"You actually killed Brother Han! I am worried and even swear here that as long as I am still alive, I will definitely destroy your Qionghua Sect's mountain gate and cut off your inheritance."

"no, do not want!"

A trace of panic flashed in Zhao Feifei's eyes, and she subconsciously wanted to stop the scream of the woman next to her, but as soon as her voice came out, the hand in mid-air turned in one direction, like squeezing an ant to death, killing both of them with it. Included.

"Senior, have mercy on me, I don't know this idiot."

Before Zhao Feifei finished speaking, the hand pressed down.

There were two 'poof' sounds, and there were two more corpses.

The ripples subsided, revealing the face of the person opposite. This is the connection of the curse. The person who cast the curse and the person who was cursed are connected from the moment they do it. Looking at the three piles of flesh and blood on the ground, Chen Luo looked away.

The ripples in the air faded away, and the surrounding area returned to its original state again, leaving only Han Lin's head rolling aside alone.

The resentful and unwilling expression on his face has not yet dissipated.

died?

Taixuan Peak True Successor and a group of elders also saw the whole process of Chen Luo casting the curse. The head of the black three-inch straw man was twisted off by Chen Luo, and the lower half of the body was crushed into residue by Chen Luo's fingers. Even the two translucent shadows next to the straw man were casually pressed to death by Chen Luo.

While the medium has not disappeared, those who are close to the medium will be implicated.

"This matter ends here."

A ball of spiritual fire emerged from Chen Luo's fingertips. The light blue flame burned the remaining straw into black ash. The wind blew up and the dust disappeared. In the valley on the opposite side, three masses of flesh and blood were also burned away. The lone head rolled to the edge, and the color in the pupils faded little by little.

After seeing off all the elders, Chen Luo returned to the pavilion.

He reached out and took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, took out a talisman pen and wrote a spiritual pattern on it. Vermilion lines flashed by, and the talisman circled in the air and folded into a paper crane.

Palm-sized paper cranes flutter in the air, full of spirituality.

This is the third-level Crane Talisman, which can temporarily create a small life! Many high-ranking monks use it to transmit information and exchange items.

"Go get that head back."

Chen Luo kept Han Lin's head just so that it would not be wasted. This kid is a bit special, and his brain may have some special abilities.

The talisman paper crane nodded, then flapped its wings and disappeared into the yard with a 'whoosh' sound.

After doing this, Chen Luo went back indoors again.

The alchemy furnace was still emitting heat waves. After several years of sacrificial refining, the dragon blood stone had completely transformed into a liquid. The dark red blood was floating in the middle of the alchemy furnace, and even the spiritual fire could not dry it out.

‘The hidden dragon in the abyss controls the water and turns into clouds, and it can use clouds to spread rain’

Repeated content again.

The bloodline of King Black Horn has only reached this level, and there will be no new content if you listen to it again. This is like an illiterate who only knows so many words in total. If you ask him to listen to a lecture a hundred times a thousand times, he can only understand the part he understands. The rest is a holy book to this illiterate. .

If you don’t understand, you just don’t understand.

"The dragon's brain is not as good as that of the Black-Horned King. It has blinded the foundation of the fourth-level monster." Chen Luo tried to use the dragon's brain on the edge of the dragon tomb to understand the dragon's blood. In the end, this guy was even stupider, and what he saw was even worse. Enter King Blackhorn.

Looking back, Chen Luo stood up and walked to the edge of the pavilion.

Pupu

A stream of light flew back, and it was the paper crane he threw out not long ago. The strange thing was that the paper crane did not bring back Han Lin's brain. Instead, there were some traces of flames on his body, and his left wing was missing. The right wing changed color.

Chen Luo opened his palms, and the paper crane flew into his palms. As soon as it touched the palm of the hand, the spirituality of the paper talisman crane dissipated instantly, and a smoke-like stream of light flew out from the paper talisman crane, condensed in the air, and turned into a row of small characters.

'Brother Chen, I have a friend here who is looking for you - Rebirth Canyon. ’

The words had no beginning or end, but Chen Luo knew that these were Ning Chenye's words. He had been in contact with Ning Chenye for a while and could recognize his handwriting. To be precise, he could recognize the aura on Ning Chenye's body.

"friend?"

A ball of spiritual fire ignited in Chen Luo's hand, and the talisman paper crane burned into black ash in his hand, and the writing on it also disappeared.

There is indeed something wrong with Han Lin, the casual cultivator who suddenly appeared.

There are other people behind it, but I don’t know how much Ning Chenye played in it.

‘The power of the shadow world, tracking shadows. ’

The old fox's brain suddenly became active. With a thought in his mind, Chen Luo stretched out his hand and squeezed the void. Among the black ash remaining on the talisman paper crane, he pinched out a struggling black figure.

shadow?

The shadow kept struggling in his hands, and the ink-like color eroded along the fingertips, trying to blend into Chen Luo's body.

Someone is searching for Chen Luo's whereabouts through this shadow.

‘Shiyingmen and Ning Chenye got together? ’

Whether it's the inn or the Shiying Sect, they are Chen Luo's enemies. He has been planning to deal with these two sides for a long time. He has been looking for the inn's whereabouts over the years, and the passage to the upper world is also guarded. He doesn't know how the two sides colluded.

"Maybe it's not that they got mixed up, but that Ning Chenye discovered the people from the Shiying Sect."

Thinking of what Ning Chenye had just said, Chen Luo decided to go over and see him. Today is different from the past, and his current strength is different from before. The reason he asked Dugu Jian to look for the inn all these years was to find the whereabouts of Ning Chenye. Now that he has taken the initiative to send her to the door, there is no reason not to go.

It's a pity that Han Lin's head is missing.

Returning to the training room, Chen Luo walked to the weapon refining room and began to refine the third-level magic sword and formation flag. He also prepared some emergency talismans. The quantity did not need to be too many, just enough to kill the master of the Golden Light Cave. (End of chapter)