Chapter 303: Conversation on the Top of the Sea of ​​Corpses

"Moo~~"

"Brother Niu, they come with bad intentions, and they have a strong aura.

Xiao Chi narrowed his eyes slightly and hid under the belly of the big black bull, "Brother Xun, they are not here to arrest us, are they?"

"Then they are too short-sighted, don't think too much."

Chen Xun looked indifferent, with one hand behind his back, and the bandit suit had been removed, revealing his true face, "I wonder what you Taoist friends are here for? "

The vast voice spread throughout the world, and even resonated with the essence of heaven and earth, shocking the iron-blooded monks on the warships and changing their faces. What a magnificent blood and qi power!

But when they saw the black mountain, even if they had been on the battlefield, they still felt a little scalp-tingling after seeing this scene.

The foot of the mountain had become a sea of ​​blood, and the corpses of Huishou were everywhere. It seemed that they were all killed by a single blow, without even struggling.

Everyone's eyes were on Baili Zhonghu. Such a person, I am afraid only the marshal could control it.

The ten war world boats stagnated and stopped far away in the sky, no longer moving forward, and then a tall man stepped out of them.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Baili Zhonghu, the contemporary marshal of the war world camp, and I came here for a while."

He was wearing black armor, and one step caused space vibrations, and his magic power was extremely powerful, "I hope fellow Daoist will not mind. "

Chen Xun raised his eyebrows when he heard this. It turned out to be him.

The origin of the person the abbot mentioned was so great, but he was lucky to meet this person directly.

His eyes were attracted by the black armor, which had an ancient and desolate atmosphere, as if there were countless stories, and blood spots could be vaguely seen.

This set of black armor is at least a mid-level earth-level defensive magic weapon. I wonder if it can withstand the impact of the Divine Transformation cultivator.

Chen Xun looked at Baili Zhonghu with a serious look. At that moment, it was as if thousands of troops were rushing towards him. He praised in his heart, what a strong momentum!

This man is the most domineering one among the many cultivators he has seen. He can control the life and death of tens of millions of cultivators with a word, which is not comparable to him.

"I am Chen Xun."

He smiled slightly and bowed, not disturbed by this momentum at all, "I have been waiting for the War Realm Camp here for a long time, but I didn't expect that the marshal would come in person. "

Bai Li Zhong Hu paused in the air, also observing Chen Xun. Neither of them used their spiritual sense to explore, but only observed the external breath.

There was also a solemnity in his eyes. The sea of ​​blood and corpses under their feet were all Hui Shou, and the backbone of the Black Mountain was actually... the body of Hui Shou who had transformed into a spirit.

But this person had no hostility at all, as if he had practiced some kind of skill to expel evil spirits and hostility, and was not disturbed by the cold and gloomy air in this realm.

What impressed him most was Chen Xun's dark and warm eyes, like the waves of stars in the night sky, peaceful, deep, and unpredictable.

"There is something wrong with this person, and you can't be deceived by his appearance."

Bai Li Zhong Hu's heart suddenly shook, and he faced Chen Xun on all sides. For a moment, he felt like he was being stared at by a peerless beast, "Da Li... when did such a person appear."

While his mind was flowing, he said with a stern look: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I wonder if we can go up the mountain to talk. "

Chen Xun nodded: "Of course, Marshal, please."

As soon as the voice fell.

A wooden table and chair made of a crane spirit tree was brought out by Da Hei Niu, and Chen Xun and Baili Zhonghu sat opposite each other on the top of Huishou Mountain.

This scene made everyone swallow their saliva secretly. If ordinary cultivators climbed this mountain, they would have been scared out of their wits.

And these two could actually talk about things on the top of the sea of ​​corpses as if nothing had happened.

After Baili Zhonghu sat down, he nodded gently to Da Hei Niu and Xiao Chi. These were the spirit beasts of Dali, and there seemed to be some special affection in his eyes.

"Moo~~"

"Woof! Woof woof woof! "

Big Black Bull and Little Chi bowed awkwardly, then squatted beside Chen Xun, one on the left and one on the right.

Little Chi looked around, not daring to look at the marshal, his heart was still pounding, only Brother Xun could give him some sense of security.

Big Black Bull kept his eyes on Baili Zhonghu, looking honest and simple.

But he thought, if the talks failed, he would just teleport away and then take his time, no one would be able to help.

At this moment, the world was quiet.

Chen Xun took out the health tea, steaming hot: "Marshal, to be honest, the reason we killed Huishou here was to wait for you, but we didn't expect you to be Baili Zhonghu."

"Oh?"

"I wonder if the marshal knows Baili Fengyao."

Chen Xun's eyes condensed slightly, his words were calm, and he added, "We are not enemies with him, but he once asked me to bring a message to the marshal. "

After these words, Baili Zhonghu's momentum changed, his tiger eyes were a little fierce, and even some nostalgia appeared.

He was full of energy and said in a deep voice: "Feng Yao is my ninth brother. With his talent and vision, he should be the next marshal."

Although he said so, he was a little unconvinced in his heart, and wanted to hear their next words.

No one knows the ninth brother better than him. Not everyone can get to know him, and even ask him to pass on a message.

Fuck!

Chen Xun and the others were shocked, but their expressions were unusually calm, as if they had known it for a long time.

"He said that I broke the appointment."

Chen Xun coughed lightly, put his hands together, and imitated the abbot's appearance, "Marshal, just one sentence."

Silence.

The top of the mountain suddenly became quiet, without the noise of the wind, even the breathing was silent.

Bai Li Zhong Hu placed one hand on the stone table, clenched his fist slightly, frowned slightly, and believed Chen Xun.

This sentence was a secret between him and his ninth brother, and it was indeed what he said.

He looked at Chen Xun. His ninth brother could say something to him, and it seemed that he had a very high opinion of this person.

He also understood his other meaning, which was to let him take care of them more on the battlefield.

"It seems that my ninth brother is still trapped by his obsession and can't get out of it until now."

"Yes, the abbot lost the discussion of the ten states."

"My ninth brother thinks too much. I have advised him that it is better to cultivate himself, kill all the Buddhists of Dali, and then reopen this path. The ten states will be led by him."

Bai Li Zhonghu's voice was cold, with a look of disappointment, "With his qualifications, he will practice wholeheartedly. Who in the world can stop him?"

"Maybe because of this, he is Baili Fengyao. If he really does this, the reputation of the Baili family may be ruined, and it will be dragged into the vortex of fighting."

Chen Xun sighed softly. That kind of broad mind that cares about the world is not achieved by killing. "People are always different. The abbot is a wise man."

After hearing this, Bai Li Zhonghu's eyes dimmed, and a sigh echoed on the top of the mountain.

Because of this, he also admired his ninth brother so much. The latter wanted to change people's hearts, not to cut off his life.

He looked at Chen Xun with some curiosity, not knowing what kind of story he had with his ninth brother. He always felt like they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.