Chapter 450: Low-Key Master Chen
The stone tablet was grabbed by a hand and moved away little by little.
Rao Feng desperately poured in his spiritual power to kill the powerful enemy. He couldn't accept that he couldn't even hurt a curse cultivator after trying his best. But the harder he tried, the more desperate he became. He could only watch the stone tablet being lifted up little by little.
Crack
A row of cracks appeared under the stone tablet, and then spread rapidly, and then turned into rubble and collapsed to the ground.
As the releaser of magical powers, Rao Feng was immediately severely injured and a mouthful of ghost blood spurted out. His entire arm was broken. The stone tablet was not created out of nothing, but his arm. Chen Luo destroyed the stone tablet, which was equivalent to indirectly destroying his arm.
"You are not a true cultivator of Xuanyin Mountain! Who are you?"
Rao Feng saw the other person's face clearly.
A young man he had never seen before, and there was no such person in the list of true cultivators of Xuanyin Mountain.
"A casual cultivator who doesn't know whether to live or die."
Chen Luo replied with a smile. He heard the conversation between the three people clearly. The three men were all strong. If they joined forces, it would be difficult to deal with them. Fortunately, Chen Luo killed two of them with a curse, and the remaining one was very easy for him to deal with. This way, he could save his head and protect the people in black robe.
"You hid your cultivation before?"
Rao Feng was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that his three brothers would fall into such a place. What made him most unwilling was that this person was actually a casual cultivator.
The casual cultivator that they looked down on the most!
This kind of ants like mud.
Rao Feng's face flashed with an unwilling expression. For him who used to be high and mighty and discriminated against casual cultivators, he was a joke at this moment. Unfortunately, Chen Luo did not answer his question, but walked over and touched the corpses one by one, touching his head with the storage bag, and his movements were skillful and a little abnormal.
"So arrogant, let's die together!!"
Rao Feng, who was ignored, felt that he had caught the opportunity. The Yuanying in his body suddenly flew out of his body, the spiritual power became agitated, the skills went backwards, and the Yuanying exploded! The surrounding heaven and earth vitality was driven by the Yuanying, and the entire broken flying boat was shaking. The light on his body was getting brighter and brighter.
He felt that he had broken the limit and touched the realm of Tianjiao.
For Yuanying cultivators, the initial spiritual power value growth is the easiest, and the further you go, the harder it is to improve. From the late Yuanying, the gap between Yuanying cultivators will become extremely exaggerated. Rao Feng is not the top in Huangquan, let alone those Tianjiao. But under the effect of Yuanying's self-explosion, he successfully broke his limit and came to the realm he had dreamed of before.
The violent spiritual power surrounded Rao Feng's Yuanying, forming a tidal energy, and every movement would make a muffled thunder-like sound.
"Die!"
Sensing the unprecedented powerful force in the Yuanying, Rao Feng felt that his lost dignity was taken back. He looked at Chen Luo, who put his hand on the head of the last corpse, grinned, and ran over.
Snap.
A hand suddenly pinched his Yuanying.
All the spiritual power that had gathered around the Nascent Soul like an ocean had dissipated. That hand was like the Five Finger Mountain, holding Rao Feng's Nascent Soul in its palm.
"Okay, go down and play."
After collecting the brain and storage bag, Chen Luo comforted him like coaxing a child.
"What did you say?!"
Rao Feng's Nascent Soul suddenly turned red.
This sentence was more insulting than killing him, and the breath that had finally calmed down surged again.
Bang!
All the spiritual power on the surface of the Nascent Soul exploded, and the five fingers easily broke through Rao Feng's Nascent Soul shield like squeezing an egg, squeezing him into residue.
The elixir refined by the Nascent Soul of the ghost cultivator was impure, and Master Chen looked down on it.
The exploded spiritual power turned into a wisp of residual air and flew back into the body. After the Nascent Soul left the body, it was crushed by someone, which was a fatal injury to the Nascent Soul cultivator. Rao Feng, who was standing next to him, opened his eyes and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The body shook twice and fell to the ground.
The man collapsed on the floor of the flying boat, watching the casual cultivator approach step by step with despair, and then put his hand on his head.
‘He is insulting me! ’
Rao Feng didn’t know what Chen Luo was doing, but he instinctively felt humiliated. He opened his mouth and couldn’t hold his breath. He exhaled with blood foam, his body stiffened for a while, and then he was completely silent.
He died.
His eyes were wide open until he died
“Three Yuanying realm brains, not bad.”
Chen Luo stood up and walked to the place where Rao Feng died just now. The bone patterns on his body lit up, and the wild aura gathered and finally flowed to his right foot.
Boom! !
He stomped his foot down.
The last bit of the wreckage of the flying boat was completely shattered into powder. A soul flag swept over, and the remaining soul energy after Rao Feng died was collected by Chen Luo in the soul flag. After the feeding of the Changqing Sect during this period of time, the evil soul in the soul flag has grown a lot, and can barely be used to clean up the battlefield.
After cleaning up the mess, Chen Luo fell down again.
The bodies of the two ghost cultivators below had turned into black ash. Chen Luo used Xue Ning's method to collect the brains of the two ghost cultivators. After that, Chen Luo did not deal with the two bodies.
Unlike the third one, Rao Feng, who was killed by him personally, these two ghost cultivators died under the curse of the "Book of Life and Death" in Xuanyin Mountain. Even if they were found later, it would be Xuanyin Mountain's trouble. What does it have to do with his Changqing Sect? He is a good citizen!
The stream of light cut through the sky, and Chen Luo did not release the imprisoned black robe until he flew back to the sixth city area.
"Tu Cheng, you bastard, I'll fight you."
The black robe was startled, and the action that was originally ready to fight for his life paused, until he saw Chen Luo in front of him and came back to his senses.
Saved!
"You saved me?"
"This is the sixth city area, and the Yellow Spring ghost cultivators have been dealt with by me. Take these people back and make up an excuse to fool them." Chen Luo handed the sealing magic weapon snatched from the Yellow Spring ghost cultivator to the black robe. When the black robe came back to his senses, Chen Luo's figure had disappeared in the sky.
Looking at the sealing magic weapon in his hand, the black robe paused for a long time before coming back to his senses.
'Wuwei, this old guy, picked up a good disciple'
With a sigh, tightening the magic weapon, the black robe flew back in the direction of the disciple.
This time, such a big thing happened, and the Heart Demon Sect could not stay. He planned to go back and take his disciples to escape to other places. If it really doesn't work, go to the lower world to avoid the limelight. Wuwei, the old guy, can go, so why can't he?
Chen Luo soon returned to the Changqing Sect.
The Sixth City was still calm, but Chen Luo knew that this was the calm before the storm.
The death of Huangquan disciples at the hands of the ‘Xuanyin Mountain’ cultivators would definitely cause subsequent fluctuations. The three-year period of calm mentioned by Le Qingzhu is likely to be broken in advance. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Luo is ready to further expand the power of the Changqing Sect. He has infiltrated the Fifth City next to him for a long time, and it is time to take it down.
On the other side.
A long black snake sprang out from the water, and its body hovered in the air. The evil spirit mixed with ghosts swept over, and the river below surged. The wreckage of the flying boat after the explosion flew up, and even the island area where Chen Luo had been hiding before was searched out by the black snake.
With a flash of black light, the black snake transformed into a withered old man.
He held a broken piece of magic weapon in his hand, and his eyes were cold.
"Someone really dares to attack our ghost cultivators in Huangquan!" The withered old man exerted force with his fingers, and the fragments of the magic weapon were crushed into powder by him, and scattered down with the sea breeze.
"Elder Black Snake, there are clues below."
Two figures quickly flew up and reported the situation to the old man Black Snake in the air.
The old man Black Snake lowered his head, and saw him grab with one hand, and two black air was taken out from the island, suspended in the air and constantly jumping.
"It's the Book of Life and Death of Xuanyin Mountain."
The ghost cultivator next to the old man Black Snake recognized the frequency of the fluctuation of this breath at a glance.
"Will the people of Xuanyin Mountain be so stupid?"
The old man Black Snake sneered, and saw him retract his five fingers, and the two breaths exploded like balloons and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
"What does the elder mean?"
"Someone is framing us and hopes that we will fight with Xuanyin Mountain." The old man Black Snake looked around, and the scattered consciousness was retracted bit by bit.
He did not find the breath of Rao Feng around.
Even he could avoid this technique, so why would they leave two auras at the scene? There was also the aura of Xuanyin Mountain's "Book of Life and Death" on it, which was obviously a fraud.
"Did other Dao Sects end up?" The two ghost cultivators felt nervous when they heard this.
If other Dao Sects really ended up, the problem would become more complicated for them. This time, many people have expressed dissatisfaction with Huangquan entering the place where human cultivators live. In this situation, any enemy may emerge.
Xuanyin Mountain is only an open enemy.
The enemies in secret are the most troublesome.
"I don't know."
The old man Black Snake is not as bloodthirsty as he seems. This time, Huangquan's invasion involves a deeper level of power struggle, and they are just the spread of the struggle at the upper level.
"But no matter who this person is, if he dares to kill my Huangquan cultivator, he must be prepared to be retaliated by us! You two go back and find the Hades Dog, I want to know the information of the murderer"
"Yes!"
The three figures stayed in the air for a moment, searched away all the debris around them, and disappeared again.
Two of the figures returned to Huangquan, while the remaining one flew towards the direction of the Heart Demon Sect.
Since the enemy could not be found for the time being, they could only find Tu Cheng of the Heart Demon Sect to collect some interest.
Master Chen left the city.
For safety reasons, he moved out of the practice room in the sixth city, and the spiritual vein for practice was reduced from the fifth level to the fourth level. For Chen Luo, who came from the lower realm, the fourth level spiritual vein was enough for his practice. In addition to increasing the speed of practice, the rest of the effects of the fifth level spiritual vein were similar to those of the fourth level.
The fourth level spiritual vein was inconspicuous in the upper realm, but the fifth level spiritual vein was different. Each fifth level spiritual vein was very precious. The fifth level spiritual vein in the sixth city was located in the city. For Chen Luo, this location was too conspicuous.
Unsafe.
So he chose to settle for the second best.
After leaving the main city, Chen Luo's whereabouts became erratic. Except for Hu Shan and Hu Si, no one else knew the location of the master. Even Hu Shan and Hu Si could not take the initiative to find him. Even if someone caught these two people, they couldn't locate Chen Luo.
"The spiritual power of the Nascent Soul Realm increases too slowly."
Deep in the deserted mountains, Chen Luo woke up from his retreat.
This is a small closed country with a population of only 20,000 to 30,000 people.
In the Heart Demon Realm, there are countless small towns like this. They belong to two lines with the cultivators who travel high and low, and no one ever pays attention to them. Even if the disciples of the Heart Demon Sect come here, they are only to collect the "heart demon aura", and once they have collected it, they will leave soon. For the people of this small country, the cultivators of the Heart Demon Sect are like the legendary immortals, who appear every few dozen or hundreds of years, and their whereabouts are elusive. Some people have never seen them in their lives. (End of this chapter)