Chapter 338

Shi Juntian, Wei Ji, Liu Ruoshui, Wan Hun and others all had their own ideas after listening to Zheng Ji's experience.

They thought about it for several days.

Finally, several people came to Chu Xuan together.

It was Zheng Ji, Shi Juntian and Wan Hun.

"Master, the three of us are planning to respond to the call of the upper sect and join the war."

Zheng Ji didn't need to say much.

He gained a lot last time, so it was normal for him to go again this time.

Shi Juntian and Wan Hun were obviously moved by Zheng Ji's gains and wanted to get a piece of the pie.

Chu Xuan didn't say much, "Okay."

"Thank you, Master!" The three nodded respectfully.

Chu Xuan looked at their backs as they left, his face calm.

If the Reincarnation Sect is really about to fall, these three people will definitely gain a lot if they go.

However, Chu Xuan still didn't plan to get involved.

Even if the enemy fights desperately at the moment of death, it may be able to seriously injure itself.

If these three people go, it will be a good thing if they gain a lot.

I'm afraid that three people will go and no one will come back.

One year later.

Zheng Ji and the other two have not returned yet.

However, there are calamity clouds gathering over Wuji Tianzong.

"Huh? It looks like the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation. Who is going to break through to the Nascent Soul stage?"

Chu Xuan saw the rolling dark clouds from a distance and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

After Wuji Tianzong replaced Yuhua Tiangong, cultivators often came to join.

Among them are many late Jindan cultivators.

There are three Jindan ninth level cultivators alone.

Chu Xuan couldn't say who was breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

"Speaking of which, it seems that Wan Wuying is also going to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

Chu Xuan was thoughtful.

Some time ago, Wan Wuying's realm reached the ninth level of Jindan, and then he gradually lived in seclusion and adjusted his state of mind.

Now this calamity cloud may also be caused by Wan Wuying.

Not only Chu Xuan, but other cultivators in the sect also noticed the surging calamity cloud.

Shang Xingchen, Wei Ji, Liu Ruoshui and others appeared one after another.

Appeared beside Chu Xuan.

Wei Ji smiled, "Someone is trying to reach the Nascent Soul stage, not bad, not bad, my Wuji Tianzong may have another Nascent Soul cultivator."

Liu Ruoshui looked at the calamity cloud for a few more times and whispered, "This calamity cloud is as black as ink, and thunder is always brewing. I don't think it's that simple..."

Shang Xingchen said calmly, "Too much killing will cause such calamity clouds."

Chu Xuan waved his hand, and a whole set of tea sets appeared on the stone table.

"Elders, let's drink tea and watch."

The calamity clouds in the sky became darker and darker.

The first thunder that was still brewing suddenly struck down.

Boom!

The thunder fell straight down.

An old figure was reflected.

Chu Xuan and the other four looked at it from a distance and saw the man's appearance at a glance.

It was Wan Wuying.

"It's really him." Chu Xuan sighed in his heart.

Shang Xingchen glanced at Chu Xuan and said nothing more.

He knew that Wan Wuying was Chu Xuan's former master.

He had threatened and bribed Wan Wuying in the hope of obtaining information about Chu Xuan's past.

However, Wan Wuying was very determined and never revealed a word.

He couldn't do it, so he had to let Wan Wuying go.

"It depends on whether he can survive the tribulation." Shang Xingchen said calmly.

"Come on! Come on!"

In the lightning, Wan Wuying roared.

He poured out all the resentment and anger of the past few hundred years.

Crack!

The lightning came down.

In just a moment, the defensive spell on his body was instantly destroyed.

Before Wan Wuying had a chance to catch his breath, the second thunder came one after another.

Wan Wuying immediately sacrificed two defensive magic weapons to resist.

This was a treasure he had prepared in advance.

He almost spent all his savings.

Boom!

The thunder came down.

The two defensive magic weapons were instantly shattered.

The remaining power of the thunderbolts directly bombarded his entire body.

In just a moment, Wan Wuying's entire body was charred black, as if he had lost his vitality.

He looked at the third thunderbolt surging in the sky, wanting to laugh and cry.

After all, the demon cultivators killed too many people and had too many evil deeds.

Affected by this, the first two thunderbolts were particularly fierce.

He could not stop the third thunderbolt.

Boom!

The most terrifying third thunderbolt struck down fiercely.

Under the reflection of the thunderbolt, Wan Wuying fell from the sky, hit the ground with a plop, and died.

Shang Xingchen and others could not help but shake their heads.

Even the demon cultivators had some ways to deceive the thunderbolts.

However, the price was very high and it was very rare.

Chu Xuan pursed his lips and drank tea.

I only felt that the bitter Maofeng today was particularly bitter.

Wei Ji said respectfully, "Master, I will go to collect the corpses and enrich the Ten Thousand Corpses Valley."

Chu Xuan waved his hand, "He was my master, I will bury him personally."

Wei Ji was stunned, "Yes."

Chu Xuan stepped lightly on the ground and floated towards the place where Wan Wuying fell.

When he arrived here, many cultivators had already gathered.

The leaders were Bai Jinkun, Yuan Zichu, Zhu Yuqiao and others.

They looked at the black charred corpse and sighed.

Yuan Zichu was fine, he didn't have many magic cultivation methods.

Bai Jinkun, Fu Peng, Cao Moren and others were serious magic cultivators.

Now seeing Wan Wuying dead and gone, they couldn't help but sigh.

Thinking that one day, such a scene might also happen to them.

"Master."

When everyone saw Chu Xuan appear, they bowed slightly respectfully.

Henry Chu didn't say much, but took a photo and took away Wan Wuying's corpse.

Immediately, he took control of the flying magic weapon and headed south.

…

Southern Wasteland, Wuzhou.

Today's Nanhuang is still led by Nanhuang Palace.

However, the palace master who commands Nanhuang Palace has long been replaced by one of Wuji Tianzong's own.

As for Duan Xiu, although he escaped, he was still dying.

He never showed up again.

Either he was seriously injured and died in a deserted corner.

Either he hides his name, enters the world of mortals, and spends the rest of his life.

Since this person no longer shows up, Henry Chu doesn’t bother to look for his whereabouts.

Chu Xuan came to Jiyin Cave.

This place has long been in ruins.

However, Pingyuan City, a mortal city not far away, was still lively.

Chu Xuan's spiritual consciousness swept through Pingyuan City as usual.

Soon a family of cultivators was discovered.

The members of this family are somewhat similar to Chen Ge.

Young and mature.

"It seems that Chen Ge survived the catastrophe and continued the family again."

"However, he is just a Qi-refining monk, and he must have returned to his ashes long ago."

Henry Chu was a little emotional.

At first it was just a casual remark.

Actually saved Chen Ge's life.

There is a towering mountain peak near Jiyin Cave.

Henry Chu originally buried Liu Zhenxiong’s body here and erected a tombstone.

He arrived here in a flash.

Originally, Henry Chu felt that if he hadn’t been here for a long time, this place would be overgrown with weeds.

Unexpectedly, it was always clean and tidy.

Even the tombstones were carefully wiped.

"Is there anyone else here to pay their respects?"

Henry Chu couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

Without thinking much, he buried Wan Wuying next to Liu Zhenxiong.

Another tombstone was erected.

After thinking for a while, he used his finger as a pen and carved the words.

"The tomb of Wan Wuying, the ancestor of Jindan in Jiyin Cave. ——Disciple Chu Xuanli."