Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 309 Sword Rain Interception

"Nephew Deng Xian, your grandfather was Lei Xiu in the late Yuan Dan period. It would be easy to destroy the Chen family. If it were you, as the chief cultivator of the clan, would you be enmity with a behemoth for a slave?"

Due to Deng Chenhuan's status, although Pu Yuanhao was unwilling in every possible way, he still said the words of his inner analysis.

"Uncle Deng is right, it's the younger generation who is worrying too much."

Hearing a Yuan Dan cultivator talk about his grandfather in awe, Deng Chenhuan couldn't help showing a hint of pride.

"Senior Pu is also well-known for his supernatural powers. More than ten years ago, you fought against two foreign peers and remained undefeated. In the end, you retreated calmly. This story has long been spread in the nearby waters."

"With senior Pu protecting the young master Hui, we really don't have to worry about it."

Conscious that he offended Pu Yuanhao earlier, Chen Wei quickly nodded and bowed to remedy.

"Hey, what you guys are talking about is the encounter between me and Black and White Shuangsha. Unfortunately, I tried my best to injure only one of them."

Pu Yuanhao waved his hands with a sigh, speaking modestly, but his eyes were clearly full of complacency.

The battle with the black and white Shuangsha two Yuandan evil cultivators was the most proud experience he has ever had.

However, the reason for his victory was purely taking advantage of the magic weapon.

With three Taoist weapons in hand, attack, defense, and escape are integrated, which is far from being comparable to ordinary ones of the same level.

The black and white double evils have a bluffing reputation, but they are actually just ordinary casual cultivators.

"I have been away for several months, it is time to go back."

There was a flash of inspiration on the soles of Pu Yuanhao's feet, and after a tremor, he led Deng Chenhuan and Chen Wei into a white cloud several feet long and flew through the sky.

A few breaths away, a blue shadow gradually emerged.

Staring at the white cloud galloping in mid-air, Chen Ping couldn't help grinning grimly.

Pu Yuanhao's sound analysis is based on the fact that he is the newly promoted bottom Yuan Dan.

But this guess itself is outrageously wrong.

To put it bluntly, even if Deng Fengcheng personally escorted him, he would dare to try it head-on.

At present, the outside world's collection of information on him is only superficial, and he can still take advantage of the lack of information to comfortably pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

But after he slaughtered Pu Yuanhao and cleaned up the flourishing Deng family, he would definitely be listed as one of the top existences in the surrounding sea area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, and even Lan Yuezong would pay attention to him.

At that time, no matter how much he hides his strength, no one will foolishly believe it.

"Cherish what you have at the moment."

Chen Ping shook his head and sighed. When he realized that Pu Yuanhao had almost flown out of the limit of the range of his spiritual consciousness, the sword lotus under his feet surged up, and he escaped from the Smelting Fire Alliance station in a blink of an eye, and shot straight towards the target. .

……

Taking into account Deng Chenhuan's low level, Pu Yuanhao's escape height has been maintained at about three thousand feet, which is just on the border of the one-yuan Chongtian and the two-yuan Chongtian.

Although cultivator Yuandan has the strength to fly in the sky of duality, he is currently surrounded by two oil bottles. In case of an attack from the fire of the cirrus cloud and the attack of the purple thunder without any delusion, he cannot guarantee that they will be safe and sound.

"Uncle Pu, after my nephew returns home, I will report your achievements to my grandfather and uncle."

Lying down in the middle of the white clouds, Deng Chenhuan said with a playful smile.

Pu Yuanhao replied blankly, ridiculing in his heart.

How could he lick his face for the kindness bestowed by a Foundation Establishment junior.

Deng Chenhuan thought he was bored, so he casually took out a golden flower jade pill with three stripes and stuffed it into his mouth, and started his first meditation in several months.

As for the slave Chen Wei, he kept looking back, with a worried look on his face.

Before arriving at Kongming Island, he still couldn't let go of his suspended heart.

Five thousand feet above the sea, Chen Ping followed the group condescendingly, and devoted a small amount of energy to resisting the strong wind and possible celestial attacks.

The reason why Chongtian made the monks look pale was that apart from the occasional natural disasters without warning, the suppression of the spiritual consciousness was also very terrifying.

One-yuan Chongtian doesn't have that inexplicable sense of restraint, but two-yuan, three-yuan, and four-yuan Chongtian seem to be shrouded in a god-locking formation that covers the sky and blocks the sun. All creatures who enter it will be extremely shocked. Exaggerated suppression.

It seems that Chen Ping is flying in the sky of duality, and his consciousness of [-] feet can only be released to scan the scenery within [-] feet at this moment, which has been weakened by more than [-]%.

Forty thousand zhang away from the Sanyuan Chongtian, the soul will be directly weakened by [-]%.

As for the Four Elements Heaven, which Chen Ping's two generations had never set foot in, according to the records of the Qianfazong Secret Code, the degree of suppression has reached a terrifying [-]%.

It is equivalent to the soul of the Jindan, falling to the level of the soul of the Yuandan in one step.

In the cultivation world, many well-known high-ranking monks fell into the extremely hostile environment of Chongtian.

Chongtian's strangeness, for tens of thousands of years, no creature has been able to solve the mystery and study it thoroughly.

Chen Ping is a Yuan Dan, so he is naturally full of awe towards Chong Tian.

……

After flying for about a stick of incense, a white cloud separated from the cloud layer and descended rapidly, shooting towards the sea.

"Are you going to replace the spirit boat?"

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he descended in sync with the escape light.

It is still relatively difficult to cross tens of thousands of miles of sea with Yuan Dan's early cultivation base, forcibly crossing the sea will only exhaust mana.

If you encounter danger, you don't even have the strength to fight back.

Therefore, in the case of carrying spirit boats, spirit ships and other tools, very few monks choose to consume their own spiritual power to cross super long distances.

"Uncle Pu, my nephew is currently cultivating, so it's not convenient to help you operate the spirit boat. If necessary, please tell Wei at any time."

Deng Chenhuan absorbed the power of the medicine and said casually.

After hearing the young master's words, Chen Wei immediately cupped his hands and said flatteringly: "Senior Pu, let me come, you old man can just enter the cabin to frighten Xiaoxiao."

"Ah."

Pu Yuanhao nodded slightly, this little guy is quite sensible.

Just as he communicated with the storage ring and was about to release the spirit boat, he suddenly sensed the drastic changes in the spiritual energy of the surrounding world, and subconsciously glanced at the sky, but his complexion immediately changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Be careful, There are cultivators Yuandan ambushing us!"

Hearing this, Deng Chenhuan and Deng Wei were startled, and they sacrificed defensive spiritual weapons one after another, but when they looked up, they saw a horrifying scene.

About a thousand feet above, an ancient blue flying sword was slowly pressed down, the speed seemed to be very slow, but with a burst of buzzing and whizzing through the air, it was magnified several times in an instant, and the spiritual energy within a radius of several miles was suddenly exhausted. Blue light overflowed, and a dense rain of swords smashed down.

"This is the power of a high-grade Taoist weapon..."

Pu Yuanhao's face turned gloomy, and he quickly squeezed a tactic with both hands. The white light on his body was shining brightly, and a small light green cauldron appeared in midair.

This tripod seems to be refined from some unknown ore, only three or four inches in size, antique, with some strange animal shadow patterns carved on the surface.

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　　Sorry everyone, I planned to update 1 today, but the state of writing these days has been sluggish, and the child is not feeling well. It is estimated that there are only four chapters today. I will make up the remaining two chapters within this month.Bow down and apologize.

　　
　
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