one person is right

Chapter 361

Gray mist filled the inside and outside of the cabin.

Amidst the noise, countless people inside and outside the cabin walked back and forth, either attacking or avoiding, and from time to time, several people fell from the boat.

All of a sudden, the boat went on and off, like a battlefield, chaotic and disorderly.

Suddenly!

A strong light flickered in the sky, illuminating the surrounding river surface like daytime.

The waves on the river are surging, and the clouds and mists in the sky are surging.

The power of terror fell, and everyone's heart trembled!

"I'm waiting on the boat, when will there be so many people?"

At this time, the city king Gao Huang walked out tremblingly, feeling the drastic changes in the surrounding mountains and rivers, and was terrified in his heart.

Although he had seen monks cast spells with his own eyes in the past, but he was standing on the sidelines and watching. Now he is on the boat, feeling the power of heaven and earth being controlled by people, and the surging mighty power whizzing by his side, he finally knows the great horror !
"This is the prestige of a monk? Sure enough, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people, even unimaginable!"

"Now you know how powerful you are?" Gao Maode looked back and smiled wryly, "Even if you are in power in Qi, but in the eyes of those real monks of the immortal family, it is just a momentary dust, so don't think of it as a sinister or a sinister Can restrain, in the final analysis, this is to settle accounts after the fact, if there are monks who want to kill you, kill me, and kill the royal family of Qi State, even if they are exterminated by Heavenly Tribulation afterwards, what can they do if they are killed? ?”

Gao Huang was speechless, his pupils reflected the distant golden light, and nodded slowly with the white figure that was slowly falling.

"you're right."

Gao Maode still smiled wryly, and whispered: "Uncle, remember to be careful later, those seven Taoists ran away, Chen Fangqing must be angry, you and I might be blamed..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly blurred, and Chen Cuo, who was dressed in white, appeared in front of him.

"No need to worry."

He chuckled and said, "You just go ahead and don't need to ask more questions."

While he was speaking, the fighting people inside and outside the cabin slowly dissipated, and the people struggling and swimming in the river slowly disappeared.

The turbulent river slowly calmed down, and the clouds and mists in the sky also slowly dissipated.

Under Gao Huang's and Gao Maode's terrified gazes, the chaotic and disorderly scene dissipated in an instant, and it was replaced by a calm sea, and the moonlight shone like frost on the inside and outside of the cabin, which was somewhat poetic.

But in the eyes of Gao Huang, Gao Maode, and the rest of the people, this scene made their hair stand on end, and they felt infinitely terrified.

"Don't be afraid." Chen Cuo looked at the faces of the two distorted by fear, and smiled as usual, "Order, the big ship will turn around and not go to Huainan, but go to the capital of Qi, Yecheng."

On the river, the last wisp of gray mist dissipated.

The strong wind howled, and the turbulent air flow passed by the ears of Su Ding and other seven Taoists, and the surrounding golden light slowly faded and gradually dissipated.

The wind was outside, and there was shock in their hearts.

"This voodoo boy can escape from that Chen Fangqing's grasp with us!"

"The last thing he cast seemed to be the Myriad Poisons Mysterious Bead, and it wasn't the real body of the Mystic Bead, it was born out of nothing!"

"How old is this kid? He already has such a cultivation base?"

……

After the light disappeared, the gust of wind also stopped, and several people felt their bodies fall, and then fell to the ground suddenly.

Su Ding and the others were banned, and they staggered a few times before maintaining their balance. After standing still, they all looked at "Nie Zhengrong" anxiously.

"Nephew!" Su Ding stepped forward and asked tentatively, "I just saw you condense beads out of thin air..."

"Wan Poison Bead." Chen Cuo smiled lightly, spread his fingers, and illusory lights and shadows glowed with various colors, converging and condensing into a round bead, with all kinds of lights and shadows glowing in it.

Su Ding and the others took advantage of the trend to look over, and just stared at them, their eyes and minds were taken away by them, and they could vaguely see all kinds of joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world, and indulge in them...

Snapped!
With a soft sound, Chen Cuo suddenly clenched his fists.

The multicolored bead was held by him at once, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

So, Su Ding and the others came back to their senses suddenly, and their faces changed when they looked at each other.

"Gathering thick songs, Myriad Poisonous Profound Beads! You are the Profound Beads that follow your heart, and when your thoughts are united, you can condense all the poisonous and lustful thoughts in this world! At this level, you should be on the verge of immortality!"

There was deep surprise in Su Ding's words, it was not a disguise, he looked at "Nie Zhengrong" seriously.

"How old are you? It should be less than 40 years old, and you are already going to live forever? Such a talent... no wonder you escaped from the hands of Chen Fangqing!"

This time, Chen Cuo, standing here as "Nie Zhengrong", heard his name from others, and found it interesting for a while.

It should be known that this way of good fortune is denounced as a demon by the immortal sect, and its behavior is quite mysterious and weird. It is difficult to contact one or two successors on weekdays, let alone listen to their discussions.

Now that he had the opportunity, Chen Cuo asked with a smile: "Why, isn't Chen Fangqing very famous?"

When he asked this question, the seven Taoists looked at each other in blank dismay.

Su Ding asked: "My nephew doesn't know Chen Fangqing's name?"

"Of course I know," Chen Cuo laughed. There are few people in this world who know this name better than him. If you are diligent, there will always be elders from the sect guarding you..."

"Hey, from what you said, he must have been patronizing closed doors recently and didn't know the situation. Then Chen Fangqing is indeed a once-in-a-hundred-year talent in the Taoist sect!" Su Ding sighed, and then smiled wryly, "It's not your fault, after all. Before we actually met the Chen family, we were skeptical, we just thought he was powerful, but we never expected that he was so powerful, one face to face, one after another lost, no matter the magic weapon, formation, or even the secret method in the door, They are all vulnerable in front of them!"

After talking about it, Su Ding still had lingering fears.

Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes, but said nothing.

Unable to respond, Su Ding paused slightly, and continued: "Cultivators, if they don't grow up, they will be vain! What kind of seniority is not seniority, and they will not live forever. After more than a hundred years, it will be a pile of loess. Chen Fangqing said that he is in a trance." Zang, suddenly appeared now, and has already set foot on Changsheng! From now on, he can no longer be regarded as a junior, but a figure like an elder in our sect!"

"Oh?" Chen Cuo got some meaning out of these words, combined with Nie Zhengrong's memory fragments, and asked: "Could it be that the other schools are also like my voodoo, or are the talents withered?" So much so that he, Chen Fangqing, a low-level Changsheng, can attract the fear of all the masters?"

"Ah this..."

Su Ding was suffocated, and immediately said: "This...you can't say that, my Wushan sect still has a lot of rising stars, but our holy religion has always been suppressed by the Yuxu generation, and even the slightest rising stars must Being suppressed and cut off, almost every generation has to bear the situation of being out of succession, so it has become more and more declining, and there are fewer and fewer people, and it is even more difficult to produce such a peerless talent as Chen Jiazi!"

The Taoist next to him also said: "The name of Chen Jiazi has long been circulated in the Holy Cult, and even the Venerable has often mentioned it, which has attracted many people's discussions. Unfortunately, there is no one on our side of the Holy Cult who can fight against him. You know, there are still capable people in our Holy Gate!"

"Yes!"

"That's right!"

"Exactly that!"

Hearing how many people put high hats on him, Chen Cuo didn't appreciate it, but asked instead: "Although I have escaped from the barrier of Chen Fangqing, it is still not safe. Chen Fangqing is in charge of the position of Lord He, and it is dangerous to be close to the water. Let's go to Huainan first..."

Seeing that he was not dazzled by the compliments, all the Taoists couldn't help frowning slightly.

The name cannot be changed, the picture is big!
Su Ding thought secretly, and was about to say more, but his expression changed slightly.

Snapped!
In the air, a piece of talisman paper.

"We are the disciples of the Liran Taoism! Is there a fellow disciple? Please help each other!"

　The second is to try to be before zero!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)