I have a hundred times the speed of cultivation

Chapter 185 I lost

Suddenly billowing black air quickly permeated the formation, scaring the two people really confused.

When their master Tansan was trapped in the six-wheeled ghost formation just now, they saw clearly how he dealt with the blue-faced fangs ghost king inside.

Although it is very easy for the master to kill the ghost king, it does not mean that he has such strength.

"The ghost king appears!"

Chu Chen pointed at the formation, and then the black energy inside began to gradually disperse, and finally six ghost kings solidified, exactly the same as before.

"Forgive me, forgive me!"

The two were frightened for a moment, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chu Chen.

But Chu Chen didn't let their thoughts go, on the contrary, his heart became ruthless, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and suddenly he uttered a word softly: "Kill!"

The ghost king in the six-wheel ghost formation naturally obeyed Chu Chen's orders and controls.

After receiving the order, he immediately surrounded the two people in the formation and stared fiercely at the two Martial Kings.

At this time, Ah Da and Ah Er raised their heads to look at the ghost kings around them, and were immediately terrified.

They clearly felt that the aura emitted by each of the six ghost kings was the same as that emitted by their director Tanzan.

Six Wuzong powerhouses!
The person who set up the formation really looked down upon them, to set up such a terrifying formation.

Not to mention the six ghost kings, even a ghost king with such a cultivation level can easily kill them with a snap of his fingers.

Thinking of this, Ah Da and Ah Er looked desperate in the formation, as if they had given up their minds, and they didn't even have the courage to resist.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!"

These ghost kings yelled in the formation, and the powerful sound waves shook them so that their scalps became numb and their seven orifices bleed.

Afterwards, each ghost king beat the two of them into meat paste with just one move, and they were so dead that they couldn't die anymore.

"Six-wheel ghost formation! Take it!"

After finishing off the two attendants, Chu Chen put away the formation, looked at the muddy meat on the ground, his face was uncertain.

Ah Da and Ah Er are sure to die.

As Tansan's entourage, if they escaped, they would immediately go to Jingshenmen and Venerable Lingdan to report the news of their death.

At that time, I am afraid that I will be hunted down and live a never-ending life.

Moreover, the two of them recognized their true identities. If they did not kill them and leaked their identities, it would probably cause more disputes.

First of all, he didn't know how to face Tang Ziyou, after all, he saved him this time.

Although he didn't know why he wanted to save her, he still couldn't help but make a move.

Secondly, Chu Chen seriously suspected that there were coffin hall personnel lurking inside the Jiulingmen.

If his true combat power is known to others, the higher-ups of the coffin hall will know that a famous disciple of Jiulingmen is named Chu Chen, and he is a sixth-level formation master and even a sixth-level alchemist.

Therefore, he cannot reveal his identity.

As for the two people who recognized him, they could only be killed, and they were silenced.

After solving these matters, he counted the longevity pills in his hand, only to find that there were as many as six!
Unexpectedly, with just one furnace of elixir, he could refine six longevity elixir!

And all of them are life-enhancing pills that have survived the pill calamity!

He felt a burst of excitement, thinking that not only could he revive the Supreme Elder and prolong his life, but he could even save two of them for emergencies.

"Elder Tang, take these four life-enhancing pills and take care of them, I will retire!"

After all, Chu Chen put the four life-enhancing pills in his hand into the jade bottle and threw them over, and then used his body skills to slowly disappear from everyone's eyes.

"This old man is really strange, why don't you walk in the air, wouldn't it be faster?" Looking at the old man in the distance, the little loli Ryuzo really couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't help but murmured.

"Don't talk about the old man!"

At this moment, Sun Dasheng, the senior brother, immediately opened his mouth and said seriously: "Senior is the benefactor of our sect, everyone should treat each other with courtesy, and you must not talk about the behavior of senior indiscriminately."

"Yes, Big Brother."

Little Lolita Long San curled her lips, but obediently agreed.

In fact, after Sun Dasheng said these words, he also had doubts in his heart. Like his junior sister Long San, he couldn't understand why this strong man of the Wuzong gave up walking in the air and chose to walk instead.

Of course, he held this sentence in his stomach and didn't say it.

In fact, how did these people know that this old man was Chu Chen!
He is a nine-star martial artist, so he will not walk in the air.

Therefore, since he couldn't, he could only use his posture to leave slowly.

Moreover, in an instant, the compulsion was reduced a lot.

After the old man left, everyone woke up from the shock, and looked at the mess in front of them rather complicatedly.

Dan Jie was destroyed, Wu Zong shot, and the sixth-level formation master showed his power.

These sights that are rarely seen in decades or even hundreds of years on weekdays have all been seen today.

"Master!"

At this time, the Journey to the West Buddhist scriptures team thought of Master's injury, and ran over immediately, tears streaming down their faces, trying to help him up.

Just now everyone was furious, but because they wanted to deal with Tansan and his two followers, they couldn't take care of it for a while, so they ignored it.

Now that Tanzan and his followers are dead, it is natural to take care of Master's wounds.

"As a teacher, it's fine."

Mo Wuya looked at these disciples with relief, his face was extremely pale, and he said intermittently: "Although the teacher was seriously injured, as long as he cultivates for a few days, he will be fine, don't worry."

"puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't control himself due to internal injuries, and spit out a big mouthful of blood again.

"Master!"

"Master, stop talking, stop talking."

"Please, Master, stop talking."

"I'm going to find that old man just now, and I'll refine the elixir for you to heal your injuries."

These people were quite sad, and one by one begged Mo Wuya not to force himself to speak.

"You..." Mo Wuya looked at these sad-looking apprentices, then forced a smile, and said, "You know that as a teacher... usually... Suai bets with you."

"Today... today... as a teacher, I will bet with you... again."

Mo Wuya said intermittently: "I bet...that I...will not die this time, do you believe it?"

"Believe!"

Zhu Wuneng took two steps forward, knelt down beside Mo Wuya, and said with choked eyes, "Master, I believe, I believe you will be fine!"

"Don't you always win the bets?" He looked at the injured Shizun who was extremely weak, and said in an almost pleading tone: "I have already surrendered this time, Shizun, I lost."

"Get better soon! Please, Master!"

For a moment, the faces of all the elders of Jiulingmen were extremely sad. Looking at Mo Wuya, who was seriously injured and almost died, everyone felt extremely uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)