Holy Emperor Jiuxiao

When Yunchen said that he wanted to kill the old man in purple shirt, these Nascent Soul stage monks were all surprised. They were sure that Yunchen was uttering wild words to seek death, but what happened next was beyond their imagination.

A monk of the Nascent Soul stage of the same class was killed by a monk of the Foundation Establishment stage in two breaths of time, and there was no resistance at all.

Even if he didn't have such means, the way he looked at Yunchen was no longer the same as looking at the juniors in the foundation establishment period. At least he knew that this monk could not be provoked casually.

The half-cut sword on the back is indeed powerful, but although it is not clear what killed the Nascent Soul cultivator, it was clear that it was definitely not a treasure, but a spell.

"A bunch of trash."

Yun Chen said in a cold voice, and slowly walked towards the front of the formation. When passing by these Nascent Soul stage monks, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared. road.

He retreated instinctively from the bottom of his heart, maybe he was shocked by Yun Chen's method of killing the old man in purple shirt?Or was it startled by Yunchen's aura?

Walking among more than 200 Nascent Stage monks, there was no expression on his face, until after these two hundred Nascent Soul Stage monks, he said something lightly. As soon as this sentence came out, all the Nascent Soul Stage monks immediately had a head black line.

But the weird ones didn't dare to speak. Although the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator in front of him was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he saw with his own eyes that he killed a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator within two breaths.

They dared to say that this was the first time in such a situation, even in the world of comprehension, it was the first time that h was so insulted by a monk in the foundation establishment period that he dared not speak.

Soon, Yunchen brought Xiaolan to the front of the formation, and he was extremely scared, walking among more than 200 Nascent Soul stage monks, it's no wonder he wasn't afraid.

This is also because of his strong psychological endurance. Other monks, even those in the Nascent Soul stage, would be crushed by such a situation.

This is also a gamble, but I am betting right, they are worried about being killed by themselves, even if they all do it together, they can kill Yun Chen, but they are also afraid of Yun Chen's methods, a random move can take away a monk's life, I dare not take this risk.

"Chichi, chichi."

Xiaolan looked at the mask, her eyes showed seriousness, she looked no different from the bottom of the lake last time, Yunchen naturally understood the power of this mask, otherwise more than 200 Nascent Soul stage monks had not attacked for so long. movement.

The more than 200 infant stage monks all looked at Yunchen and Xiaolan, curious about this foundation establishment stage monk, and the whole scene was silent.

"what?"

"what"

There was a sound of astonishment, and a look of horror appeared on her face. I saw the light and shadow under Xiaolan's feet turning rapidly, and a strong and mysterious halo emanated from her body.

Moreover, the light and shadow under the feet slowly floated towards the mask of the formation, and the formation did not move at all, but there was a hole two feet in size above the formation.

Such a thing, how can we not be surprised, never thought that this formation was ignored by a little monster like this, Yun Chen's body disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already inside the formation.

At this time, the little monster didn't know when it entered the formation, and came to Yunchen's shoulder, and the formation returned to its original state again.

"So it will be like this?"

"That's how it will be."

"It actually ignores the formation."

"Impossible, impossible."

"puff"

"Brother Yao, what are you doing?"

Countless monks woke up and stared at each other in puzzlement, as if they had seen a ghost. This world is too crazy. The constant attacks of more than 200 infant monks had no effect at all. They were actually killed by a little monster and a The monks in the foundation period were ignored.

At this moment, an array mage saw the little beast in front of Yunchen and was terrified, and then something strange happened, which made all the monks feel terrified.

This Nascent Soul Formation Master surnamed Yao actually slapped his forehead with a palm, and he fell down slowly, looking at Yunchen and Xiaolan inside the formation, his eyes were full of horror.

"Brother Qin, I advise you to leave here as soon as possible, the farther away from him the better, it is best not to touch him."

The monk surnamed Yao looked at one of the formation masters, and said weakly, then his whole body was devoid of breath, already damaged, and the monks in the Nascent Soul stage committed suicide, and there was no mistake at all.

Seeing such a situation, Yun Chen in the distance was also stunned, puzzled, obviously this formation master knew something, and these things were still related to himself and Xiaolan, but he didn't know.

Then he turned around and walked towards the city gate. After a short distance of twenty feet, he arrived in front of the city gate in a blink of an eye. The city gate was half open, and there was no prohibition at all.

"What a terrifying finger force."

Seeing Yunchen enter the city gate, a Nascent Soul cultivator in white came over from the old man's body in purple, with a look of horror on his face.

"That's what happened."

"He was killed by finger force. Just now, three moves were used. The first move was to defeat the shield with a magic weapon. The second move was to use finger force. The finger force destroyed the shield. The third move was also finger force. This finger force directly broke his defense, and his soul was killed."

Numerous Nascent Soul stage monks looked at the white-clothed monk and asked curiously. It was naturally terrifying for the Foundation Establishment stage monks to kill the Nascent Soul stage monks, but they were still curious.

Then the white-clothed monk recounted the killing process of the purple-shirted old man. In fact, in front of these Nascent Soul stage monks, although Yun Chen's speed was extremely fast, he could still see some things.

"Let's continue to attack this formation."

"That's right, of course we can't give up easily. He has already entered, and I believe it will hurt this formation. Attacking at this time will definitely help."

Many monks were surprised at the loss of the old man in purple shirt, but they will not give up easily when they come here, they still have to attack this formation.

But there are still a few Nascent Soul Stage cultivators left, they are a few formation masters, although they don't know why the Yuan Soul Stage cultivator surnamed Yao committed suicide, but it feels strange, and it is obvious that this person is ignoring the formation prohibition.

Seeing these monks leave, it also brought pressure to the hearts of all the monks in the Nascent Soul stage, an inexplicable pressure, and this pressure was strange.

"What a strong sense of gravity."

Yunchen entered the lost city, everything in front of him shocked the whole person, tall buildings, pavilions and palaces cut out of pieces of white jade, the real lost city.

I don't even know how big this lost city is, there are only wide white jade streets, with pavilions and palaces on both sides, and it is silent inside, without any vitality.

However, he clearly felt that the aura here carried a sense of majesty, a kind of grandeur of heaven and earth. Seeing such a situation, he was also taken aback.

"That's the case?"

After choosing a direction, the Spirit Devouring Sword on his back trembled slightly just as he was less than a thousand feet away. It turned out that he was worried that the Nascent Soul stage monks would come after him, so no matter what, he couldn't stay at the door.

But after walking a thousand feet, the Spirit Devouring Sword behind him trembled slightly inexplicably, which made him extremely puzzled. This trembling was discovered from the connection between the divine sense and the Spirit Devouring Sword.

"Meet the nemesis?"

After pondering for a while, this trembling was obviously hostile, and then associated with the aura here, this aura is definitely not from the evil way, but the aura of the righteous way, which is the authentic aura of Taoism mentioned above in the real classics.

In the world of comprehension, the monks in it all act against the sky, and mortals act against the sky, using all kinds of means and cheating against the sky to oppose the heaven and the earth.

They are not orthodox practitioners of heaven and earth at all, such as Taoism, Confucianism, and Buddhism.These sects are the real practitioners. These people practice fast, have high achievements, and have fewer catastrophes.

Although he doesn't know the real Taoism, he also knows some strange stories and anecdotes about the classics. This breath is obviously Taoism or Confucianism.

My own spirit-eating sword belongs to the category of evil, so it will naturally conflict with righteous ones. I don't follow the magic way, but the spirit-eating sword I use is evil.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally walked in this direction. Since there is an engraving of the Soul Devouring Sword, it means that the direction is good. I don’t want to become a demon, and I don’t want to use such treasures as the Soul Devouring Sword, but this is all forced by the cultivation world. my own.

After walking for several days, medicinal materials were found inside. The medicinal materials of thousands of years, but these medicinal materials are very few, but there is no danger.

"The Grand Palace."

A tall palace appeared in front of him, and when he came to this palace, the Spirit Devouring Sword behind him visibly trembled again.

After half an hour, Yunchen left the Haoran Palace, and found several top-level magic weapons inside. These treasures were all left by the monks who came before.

The treasures inside have been taken away by the monks who came last time. This place is not dangerous. Naturally, the treasures here can be easily taken away. I just don’t know why the monks left behind so few top-level treasures. .

"Hongyun Pavilion."

"Howling Tower."

"It's called a palace."

"September Hall."

"..."

For half a year, Yunchen has been walking inside. Although he doesn't know the direction in the lost city, the Spirit-eating Sword behind him can really help him, because he wants to walk to the front, and the stronger the reaction of the Spirit-eating Sword is, it will be him. the direction to go.

Along the way, they got countless treasures, some left by previous monks, as well as the original ancient treasures here, and saw some monks' skeletons from time to time.

"Shendan Pavilion."

On this day, Yunchen came to a palace called Shendan Pavilion. This palace was much smaller than other palaces, but it clearly exuded a strong medicinal fragrance.

"Shendan Pavilion, I don't know if there are any pills in it."

Seeing this Divine Pill Pavilion, my heart suddenly became excited. If there is really a pill, that would be great. Just a little pill is priceless.

"Little Blue."

But there is still a huge formation covering the front of the Shendan Pavilion, so I can only ask Xiaolan to come out to solve it. Only by breaking the formation can I enter it.