Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 150 Arriving at the Palace
"Every ink beast you kill will add some weight to the treasures you can exchange for in the palace, but you should not think about how many ink beasts you kill, but think about how to live. Arrive at the palace.”

When Lin Feng and Xiaoyin wanted to look for Chu Tianming's figure in the vast beast horde, they saw Chu Tianming holding a Guihao brush and shuttled through the endless beast horde. It’s almost half way.

There was obviously an endless tide of beasts, but in front of Chu Tianming, it was as safe as his own back garden. There was no end to the tide of beasts, but he was strolling leisurely in the courtyard, and soon he was about to arrive at the palace.

"Little Silver Girl, let's join hands to chase the young master!" Lin Feng stretched out his hand and shook his arm, and the thunder needle appeared immediately. In an instant, it turned into a stone stick as thick as the mouth of a bowl. The stone stick was simple and unpretentious, but it seemed as if Can set the eternal thunder.

"Your cultivation level is not as good as mine, so I will take the lead. If there is an ink beast coming from the flanks, I will leave it to you to deal with it!"

"Okay!" Xiaoyin let out a long cry, wisps of moonlight emerged from the depths of his brilliant golden eyes, and the hair all over his body stood up like needlepoints, and under the hair, there was a hidden thunder current.

"The moon rises on the east mountain!" She moved her arms and used the Glory Moon Heart Technique, and a bright moon appeared behind her.

Xiaobai lay on Xiaoyin's shoulder. Facing the tide of ink beasts, he didn't even open his eyes, because he knew that this was the experience Chu Tianming left for Lin Feng and Xiaoyin, and it... was a means of insurance. .

Wait...this dog is actually willing to be reduced to a nanny?Ah, bah... Xiaobai cursed, but seeing Xiaoyin's hard work, he still took a nap.

Lin Feng's muscles bulged up, and he activated the body tempering meridian to the extreme. He swung the lightning rod and swept out, repelling a large number of ink beasts. Some of the ink beasts were hit in the vitals and exploded directly into a ball. Ink flowers.

The phantom of the bright moon behind Xiao Yin flowed with moonlight, and two moon discs gathered in her palms. After observing the flaw of the ink beast, she struck out with lightning speed and cooperated with Lin Feng to kill it.

At the beginning, the cooperation between the two was still a bit rough, and some fish would slip through the net. However, after a while, the cooperation has gradually begun to become more mature.

One person plays the main attack, the other assists, and the two move forward steadily.

Not long after, a loud shout came from the tide of ink beasts, and a huge ink beast rushed towards them, as if it were a mountain.

"Be careful, those were the ink beasts in the early stage of the Furnace Realm just now, and this one has advanced cultivation levels directly! Back away, I'll deal with it!" Lin Feng shouted loudly, and his clothes exploded, revealing his bronze skin, "Ding Lightning needle, grow it for me!"

The lightning needle swelled up in the storm and turned into a huge stone pillar. Lin Feng hugged one end with both arms and swung it with a huge force towards the mountain-like ink beast in the late stage of the Furnace Realm.

"Pong!"

With a loud bang, the Black Beast was defeated, but Lin Feng yelled, "The Black Beast is getting stronger and stronger, don't love to fight, go! Go to the palace!"

He understood what Chu Tianming meant. It turned out that the tide of ink beasts was getting stronger and stronger. Sometimes the manpower was exhausted, but the ink beasts were endless. They loved to fight in the early stage, but they couldn't leave in the later stage.

He didn't bother to touch up the sword, and directly waved the lightning needle, and Xiao Yin blasted away the swarm of ink beasts that surrounded them, and headed towards the palace.

The monks in the sanctuary have been observing the movements of the outside world, but because the ink rain is too dark, even those with extraordinary eyesight cannot observe carefully.

However, when the first beast roar spread, many people were slightly startled, and when the beast roars followed one after another, everyone became uneasy.

"Is there another mystery in the rain?" Some monks speculated.

"Go and take a look?" Some monks were hesitant.

"Go and have a look!" Some monks made a quick decision.

"No, I can't delay any longer, I have to go and have a look!"

Some of the monks made up their minds and planned to go out and have a look.At this moment, a beautiful shadow had already passed through the exit of the shelter's light shield and rushed into the heavy rain.

Immediately afterwards, Ziyuan Shengzi and others thought they understood, and rushed out of the shelter and rushed into the rain of ink.

Qingmang Jianzi took a breath and looked at the figures flying out one after another. His heart was a little moved. But when he saw that Jian Shisi was still breaking through, he gritted his teeth and chose to continue to guard him. around.

Although the number of monks who rushed into the ink rain was large, compared with the endless tide of ink beasts, they still seemed to be overwhelmed.

Suddenly, a thunder peak broke through the night and penetrated into the sky. Among the thunder peaks, Xu Qingqian's clothes were fluttering, and countless electric lights surged around him, as if the thunder god was alive.

On the other side, Holy Son Ziyuan carried a loess gourd on his back, evolved into the shape of a giant hammer, and continued to kill the ink beasts one after another.

The rest of the casual cultivators also used their own methods to break through the tide of ink beasts, but some of them still died in the attack of the ink beasts.

As time went by, the monks gradually formed an echelon. Lin Feng and Xiao Yin were at the front, followed closely by Xu Qingqian, Ziyuan Shengzi and others, and then some of the more talented monks followed. The first casual cultivators, and later monks, basically became the souls of the dead under the black beast's iron hooves.

As for Chu Tianming, he had already arrived in front of the palace. Along the way, he killed countless ink beasts and collected a liquid ball the size of a washbasin.

When they came to the palace, the ink beasts stopped attacking him, and instead pointed their spearheads backward, starting with Lin Feng and Xiaoyin.

Chu Tianming didn't pay much attention to them. With Xiaobai here, he wouldn't worry about anything.

He set his sights on the palace in front of him. This palace was very simple, and the whole body was made of ordinary white jade. It could be described as very simple, and it had nothing to do with the words "magnificent".

Chu Tianming came to the door of the palace and stretched out his hand to push the door gently.

As soon as he touched the palace door, a layer of ripples immediately flowed on the door, gently blocking him out.

Chu Tianming shook his head and took out a jet-black wooden token. This token was so old that if you didn't look carefully, you would have thought it was a piece of blackened charcoal.

This is a Lanting Order, the Lanting Order of Lanting Shusheng.

Ever since Chu Tianming got it from the corpse collector in Nanshan, he had kept it by his side without taking it out. Now, he finally put it to use.

But Chu Tianming didn't make any move. He stood in front of the palace door with his eyes closed and his palm caressing the token, as if waiting for something.

After drinking some tea, two figures landed in front of the palace panting.

Lin Feng and Xiao Yin arrived.

Chu Tianming opened his eyes, and without wasting any more time, he gently knocked on the palace door with the Lanting Ling.

This time, there were no more ripples on the palace door, and there was no force to stop Chu Tianming.

The palace door opened slowly, as if a dusty world had been opened.

(End of this chapter)