Chapter 565 Encounter

Patriarch Kuixing once wiped out thousands of monks in a medium-sized sect with one person. His reputation for evil shocked Yu Qinghai, but he was very respectful in front of the green-robed monks.

He bowed slightly and clasped his fists with both hands: "This junior found this robe in a broken space secret realm in Yizhou. It should be left by a senior in ancient times and specially dedicated to the senior."

The green-robed monk raised his hand, took the broken robe into his hand, rubbed it gently, and whispered: "Yizhou... this is the only place where you can find this kind of thing... what do you want?"

Kuixing Patriarch's eyes flashed with joy, and he said respectfully: "Junior please give me a drop of moon dew."

The green-robed monk stared at the broken robe in his hand: "If I'm not mistaken, this robe should have been left by a heavenly guard."

"Although it's a little broken, it's barely enough to exchange for a drop of moonlight."

"But the trial is not over yet. I can only give you a drop of moon dew after all the people who entered the island have left the demonic plain. Can you accept it?"

Ancestor Kuixing immediately responded: "Thank you, senior, for the reward!"

The green-robed monk nodded slightly, and the broken robe in his hand suddenly disappeared. He raised his sleeve and flicked it, and a white light flashed through.

The next moment, the figures of the green-robed monks and Kuixing Ancestor all disappeared, the altar returned to silence, and golden light shot into the sky, as if nothing had happened.

…

Somewhere in the Demonic Plains, layman Qingliu was chasing a group of demonic wolves with wings on their backs.

He holds a purple brush in his right hand and an inkstone made of old blue bricks in his left hand, which contains a shallow layer of thick ink.

Qingliu layman flicked his wrist, tapped the purple brush twice on the inkstone, dipped the tip of the pen in thick ink, and drew a series of ink marks in the air, like sharp blades, easily killing the demon wolves.

In less than a quarter of an hour, more than a dozen demon wolves died under the ink marks.

Qingliu Jiaji collected the magic cores of the first two level seven demon wolves, then flew into the sky and continued to search for the level seven demon beasts.

He flew out for a while, then suddenly stopped and turned to look behind him, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He pondered for a moment and flew over there. Within a moment, he saw two monks appearing on the horizon.

The two of them came straight to the layman Qingliu, stopped in front of him, and the light disappeared, revealing the figures of Chen Yuan and the yellow-haired old man.

Chen Yuan cupped his fists and bowed: "Fellow Taoist Qingliu, you have been waiting for a long time."

Qingliu layman returned the gift: "It doesn't matter, I just took this opportunity to collect the seventh-level magic core needed to complete the trial. Is this fellow Taoist Lu Fangzong of the Zhengqi Alliance?"

He turned to look at the yellow-haired old man, a hint of wariness flashing deep in his eyes.

The yellow-haired old man cupped his fists and saluted: "I have long admired the name of Taoist friend Qingliu, Zong is polite."

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "Fellow Taoist Zong has abandoned the secrets and turned to the bright side, joining forces with us to deal with Elder Gu and others."

Qingliu layman was very surprised. He knew about the conspiracy between the yellow-haired old man and Elder Gu. He thought that Chen Yuan would kill the yellow-haired old man, but he did not expect that he would join forces with this person.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's voice, as thin as a mosquito's fly, sounded in his ears. However, through sound transmission, he briefly described the process of killing Zhang Chao and subduing the yellow-haired old man, except that Tongtian Pavilion and the The matter of a strange jade plaque.

Qingliu layman couldn't help but be secretly frightened when he heard that Zhang Chao had amazing poisonous skills.

But after hearing that Chen Yuan killed him easily, he gained a little more confidence in his strength.

He returned the gift to the yellow-haired old man and said with a smile: "With the help of fellow Taoists from the sect, I am much more sure of winning the Qingfeng Bamboo."

"Zong was confused for a while and accidentally listened to Elder Gu's bewitchment. Now he just wants to give up his merits and help the two Taoist friends." The yellow-haired old man looked sincere and did not mean to be forced to do anything.

Chen Yuandao: "Fellow Taoist Zong knows that Elder Gu, Yang Liqian and Patriarch Yuntian have set up an ambush for me, so I might as well compete with them in the Demonic Field."

"After completing the trial, I will focus on finding the Qingfeng Bamboo. What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

layman Qingliu agreed: "According to what Fellow Taoist said, when I entangle Junior Brother Gu, Fellow Daoist Chen will deal with Patriarch Yuntian. After defeating this person, he will come to help me again."

"Fellow Taoist Zong and Junior Brother Yang are about the same cultivation level, so I would like to ask Friend Zong to work harder to block Junior Brother Yang and just defend without attacking. It shouldn't be a difficult task."

The yellow-haired old man agreed enthusiastically: "Although Zong's strength is far less than that of the two Taoist friends, he is still more than enough to protect himself. Elder Yang will be left to Zong!"

…

Deep in the Demonic Field, on an altar.

The four monks were surrounded by golden light, sitting cross-legged, seemingly waiting for something silently.

These four monks are none other than Elder Gu, Yang Liqian, Patriarch Yuntian and Kun Hai.

Two mid-stage Nascent Souls, a ninth-level demon king, and an early-stage Nascent Soul gathered together. Not to mention the Nascent Soul monks who entered Jueling Island were placed in the Yuqing Sea. Except for the three major sects, no one dared to tease them. Front.

Elder Gu, Patriarch Yuntian and Yang Liqian were all closing their eyes to rest, their expressions were calm, and they had the demeanor of a master.

But Kun Hai had a look of impatience on his face, looking at the horizon, his consciousness spread out in all directions, closely monitoring all movements within a hundred miles radius.

A few hours later, he suddenly turned to look at Elder Gu, with half-belief in his eyes, and broke the silence on the altar: "Is that old man really going to lure Chen Yuan here as Taoist Friend Gu said? "

In front of the Tongtian Hall, he was humiliated by Chen Yuan and became extremely furious. After entering the Demonic Field, he brutally killed hundreds of monsters before the anger in his heart calmed down a little.

After he met up with Elder Gu and the other two, he wanted to find an altar to sacrifice the magic core that had been prepared long ago, leave the Demonic Plain, and go to the secret space where Qingfengzhu was to compete with Chen Yuan.

But Elder Gu told him everything about the conspiracy with the yellow-haired old man, and he was overjoyed. He followed Elder Gu to this place, waiting for the yellow-haired old man to lure Chen Yuan, and then he would tear him into pieces, avenge Kun Tong and Kun Feng, and take back the demon-transforming ring.

But after waiting for a few days, he still didn't see Chen Yuan and the yellow-haired old man, and his patience was almost exhausted.

Hearing this, the three of them slowly opened their eyes and looked over.

Elder Gu said calmly: "Gu promised Brother Zong the Haoran Pill. He has already agreed and should not break his promise."

Kun Hai frowned: "Haoran Pill is indeed extraordinary, but even Brother Kuntong died in Chen Yuan's hands. He is definitely not a good person."

"Elder Zong's skills are mediocre. He only has a blue dragon with congenital defects. He is far from being a match for Brother Kuntong."

"If he died in Chen Yuan's hands, wouldn't we have waited in vain?"

Ancestor Yuntian said: "Brother Kun, please be patient. Although Zong Lufang is weak, Chen Yuan doesn't know about his deal with Brother Gu."

"As long as Chen Yuan doesn't see through Zong Lufang's intentions, there is no need to worry."

Yang Liqian echoed: "Brother Yuntian is right. Senior Brother Gu was just acting on impulse. If Chen Yuan If he knew Zong Lufang's intention, he would definitely fall into the trap. "

"It's just that the Demonic Plain is vast, and I don't know if Chen Yuan has prepared the magic core in advance. It should take time to hunt monsters and complete the trial. He is still on the way."

"Even if Zong Lufang's identity is discovered and he can't lure Chen Yuan here, we have already gathered the magic cores needed to complete the trial. It's nothing more than a waste of a few days. It's nothing."

Kunhai's frown slowly relaxed, and the impatience on his face faded a little: "Zong Laoer better lure Chen Yuan here quickly, otherwise I won't forgive him!"

Daoyou Gu said lightly: "Gu and Daoyou Zong have agreed in advance, I'm afraid I can't let Daoyou Kun get his wish."

Kunhai snorted coldly, but said no more.

Ancestor Yuntian and Yang Liqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and their disgust for Kunhai increased a little more.

Only the demon race that relies on blood can have such a rude and domineering transformed demon king.

No matter how amazing and brilliant the Yuanying cultivators of the human race are, they all come from practicing step by step.

After going through life and death trials and defeating countless opponents, they can survive the three disasters and successfully form a baby. All of them are extremely cunning.

But after the three royal families were born, they were level 2 monsters.

Even if they don’t practice, it only takes a few hundred years to naturally grow into a level 5 monster, invincible at the same level.

Kunhai’s bloodline is extremely pure, and he is also the son of the demon king. He has no shortage of cultivation resources since he was a child, and his cultivation progress is faster.

He has a smooth journey, with only one difficulty, the transformation thunder tribulation, and he successfully became a level 9 demon king. No one dared to disobey him, and his rude temperament was unbearable.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

But fortunately, after the two people persuaded him, Kunhai was patient and waited.

Two days passed quickly, and Kunhai’s face showed impatience again.

But at this moment, Elder Gu, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Kunhai was stunned for a moment, but after a while, he suddenly saw three more cultivators in his consciousness, flying towards the altar.

He identified them a little bit, and found that they were Chen Yuan, Qingliu Layman and the yellow-haired old man in the escaping light.

Kunhai was overjoyed, stood up suddenly, and laughed: "Zong Laoer really attracted Chen Yuan, we must not let him escape!"

As he said that, he flew into the air and went straight to the three people.

At this time, Patriarch Yuntian had also seen the figures of Chen Yuan and the other two, stood up, with a cold look in his eyes, and followed them with a flash of escaping light.

Only Yang Liqian's cultivation was one level lower, and his consciousness was also much worse, which could only cover a radius of 50 miles, and he had not found the traces of Chen Yuan and the other two.

He asked, "Brother Gu, are Zong Lvfang and Chen Yuan here?"

Elder Gu nodded slowly, "Yes, and Brother Qingliu is here too."

When Yang Liqian heard this, he showed a trace of hesitation on his face, and suddenly took a deep breath, "Now that things have come to this, we can only do it to the end."

After saying this, he flew into the sky with a flash of light, following closely behind.

Elder Gu stood on the altar, and the golden light shone on him, coating him with a layer of dazzling light.

His eyes were very complicated, revealing some memories, and some hesitation.

He slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again, with only determination left in his eyes.

With a flash of light, Elder Gu rushed out of the golden light column, rushed into the dark sky, and flew into the distance with thick black fog around him.

The two sides were only a hundred miles apart, and their speed of escape was extremely fast, and they soon came within fifty miles.

Elder Gu and his four companions increased their speed, and Kunhai led the way, fearing that Chen Yuan would notice their presence and flee.

But to Kunhai's surprise, Chen Yuan should have seen the four people, but he did not retreat at all, and his expression did not fluctuate at all. He continued to fly towards this side, and even increased his speed a lot.

The two people beside him changed their faces, and the yellow-haired old man's speed slowed down a lot.

Kunhai was very surprised, and his speed increased a little bit.

Both sides were Yuanying cultivators, and within a few dozen breaths, they crossed a distance of fifty miles and came to a place.

Seeing Chen Yuan, Kunhai was no longer impatient, and stopped, but did not act immediately.

After a short while, Elder Gu, Patriarch Yuntian and Yang Liqian came to him and slowly stopped.

Opposite them were Chen Yuan and the other two, only a few dozen feet away.

Kunhai sneered: "Chen Yuan, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Chen Yuan glanced at the four people and smiled slightly: "Chen is late, thank you for waiting for me."

Kunhai stared at Chen Yuan carefully, but still did not see any fear on his face, not even a trace of surprise.

Seeing this scene, even a rough man like Kunhai knew that Chen Yuan had already known that they had set a trap here, but he still dared to come here to keep the appointment. He frowned and his anger was reduced a little.

Patriarch Yuntian had also seen the clues and stared at the yellow-haired old man: "Fellow Daoist Zong, why is this?"

Elder Gu also looked over, his eyes calm, revealing a bit of coldness.

The yellow-haired old man was like the Qingliu layman at this time, with a gloomy expression, staring at Kunhai.

Suddenly, he moved and went straight to Elder Gu.

Yang Liqian was startled and was about to stop him, but Elder Gu raised his hand to stop him.

The yellow-haired old man came to Elder Gu, bowed and smiled slightly: "Zong has fulfilled his promise and lured Chen Yuan here. I don't know when you can give Zong the Haoran Pill promised by Brother Gu?"

Kunhai, Old Ancestor Yuntian and Yang Liqian were all stunned, and Qingliu said in astonishment: "Brother Zong, what do you mean?"

Chen Yuan also showed a trace of surprise on his face, but then he calmed down, and looked at the yellow-haired old man with a bit of coldness in his eyes.

Elder Gu was quite surprised: "What do you mean by this, Daoist Zong?"

The yellow-haired old man smiled and said: "Unfortunately, the deal between Zong and Daoist Gu was discovered by Daoist Chen. Zong had no choice but to pretend to be submissive and to tell him everything about Daoist Gu's ambush, and then lured him here."

"Daoist Gu only asked Zong to lure Daoist Chen into the trap. Zong followed the agreement, and the Haoran Pill should also belong to Zong."

Yang Liqian sneered when he heard this: " Daoist Fellow is so fickle, how dare you ask Senior Brother Gu for Haoran Pill? "

The smile on the yellow-haired old man's face slowly faded: "Daoist Fellow Gu did not tell Zong that Daoist Fellow Chen is a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and has mastered the art of teleportation. His strength is amazing, and even the ninth-level demon king is not his opponent. "

"Impossible!" Yang Liqian was stunned, and suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Yuan, "Have you broken through the mid-stage bottleneck?"

Elder Gu, Patriarch Yuntian and Kunhai also changed their expressions and looked over. (End of this chapter)