This Cultivator Has A Dirty Heart

Chen Luo ignored the old man and kept hitting Zhou Bo's body with the golden whip in his hand.

The old man just watched Chen Luo whip the corpse for five or six minutes. He couldn't bear it any longer, so he spoke.

"Young man, why bother?"

"Although I don't know what this guy has done to regret you, but he is already dead, so beating him will be of no use."

"It's better to let go of your hatred and let all this pass. Human beings, living means suffering, so be more generous."

At this time, Chen Luo happened to be tired from beating. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and dropped the golden whip in his hand.

At this moment, Chen Luo seemed to remember something and looked up at the environment.

This is a medium-sized cave with almost nothing in it.

Apart from the old man in front of him and the chains that trapped him, nothing else could be seen.

So Chen Luo's eyes fell on the old man again.

Although the old man looked thin and dry, his body was all chained up.

But Chen Luo could still clearly feel that the other party had a subtle spiritual power.

These spiritual powers are very subtle, but Chen Luo can feel that the other party's cultivation and strength are definitely impressive.

After looking at the other party's unconventional "dress" and pondering for a while, Chen Luo had a rough guess about the other party's identity.

"Are you the mountain god?"

"ha?"

When the old man heard Chen Luo's words, he first looked at Chen Luo with wide eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

Then the confusion in his eyes gradually turned into anger, and he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Chen Luo.

But because he was imprisoned by the iron chain, his toes could not even touch the corners of Chen Luo's clothes.

"You little bastard! Come here if you can! I can't fucking kick you to death!"

Seeing the old man being so irritable, Chen Luo knew that he had guessed wrong.

"Not stable at all. It seems that he is indeed not a mountain god."

As soon as these words came out, the old man became even more angry. He twisted his body crazily and kicked Chen Luo with both feet.

The iron chain on his body was also pulled and made a "kakakak~" sound.

Chen Luo ignored it and began to search in the cave.

The old man was extremely angry at first, as if he wanted to break Chen Luo into pieces.

But within a minute, he saw that Chen Luo didn't even bother with his plans, so he stopped looking for trouble and slowly became quiet.

As for the magnet, after searching the cave, Chen Luo found that there seemed to be no precious things in the cave at all.

"Damn, there's nothing? Isn't that serious?"

"Why do you have so many mechanisms if you don't have anything?"

"Practice in advance the mechanism you will use when laying yourself in the grave?"

Hearing Chen Luo's complaints, the old man laughed.

"Hahaha~"

"Snapped!!"

A loud slap sounded, and Chen Luo stood in front of the old man with a stern face.

The old man was stunned by Chen Luo's slap and looked at Chen Luo in confusion.

But Chen Luo's expression did not change, he pointed at the old man's nose and cursed.

"Lao Deng! If I don't give you some clues, do you really think I'm a good young man?"

"Don't think that because you are older and thinner, I will be soft-hearted!"

"I'm telling you! It's not like I haven't been beaten before even though I'm older. I cut your tongue for laughing!"

After hearing Chen Luo's "cruel words", the old man didn't know what to say.

After so many years in the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, he has seen many shameless people, but he has never seen many shameless people like the one in front of him.

But in the end, the old man didn't say anything more, because he knew that he had no ability to resist now.

Moreover, the bastard in front of him looked like he was not a good person, which made him anxious and did him no good.

I thought I could escape the disaster by being quiet and silent, but the old man obviously underestimated Chen Luo's shamelessness.

"Snapped!"

Another slap fell, directly giving the old man a panic attack.

"I didn't do anything!"

The old man roared loudly, his voice full of anger and grievance.

When Chen Luo heard this, he showed a condescending look, and then continued.

"I've been talking here alone for a long time, and you haven't even responded?"

"What do you mean? Are you ignoring me on purpose? Or looking down on me?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, but looking at Chen Luo's ready slap, he had no choice but to speak quickly.

"I see."

"Snapped!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Chen Luo's slap fell on his face again.

"I haven't finished speaking yet. Who asked you to answer?"

"You're talking back on purpose, right?"

This time the old man couldn't bear it any longer, twisted his body wildly, and stretched out his hand to grab Chen Luo.

But he is an old man who is trapped, so he is not as agile as Chen Luo.

Chen Luo stepped back slightly and dodged easily again!

"You brat! If you can, untie the chains that trap me!"

"Let's fight one on one to see who is the grandson."

But after Chen Luo heard this, a sneer appeared on his lips.

I saw him lowering his head, moving forward a few steps, and then walked to a position not far from the old man, but the old man couldn't catch him no matter how hard he struggled.

Then he drew a line on the ground with his feet, and then took out a wooden stick from the Universe Bag.

"boom!"

The next second, the wooden stick fell on the old man's head.

"ah!!!"

"Beast! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

But no matter how hard the old man struggled, he still couldn't touch a single hair of Chen Luo.

Chen Luo did not hit the opponent with a wooden stick again, but walked aside and observed the cave again.

He planned to find a place to go out.

For Soul Formation Stage monks, it is not difficult to punch through a mountain, but the angle must be found well. If the punch goes down, there will be a mountain behind the mountain, which will not be good.

At this time, the old man also calmed down.

He sat down slowly and looked at Chen Luo, who was looking for direction, with no sparkle in his eyes.

After a long time, the old man slowly spoke a word.

"Where is that unfilial disciple? He died in battle so quickly?"

Hearing the old man's words, Chen Luo couldn't help but be startled, and slowly turned his head to look at the old man.

The old man looked at the slightly confused expression on Chen Luo's face, then smiled and spoke slowly.

"I am the peak master of this Corpse Mountain Peak, Corpse Qian."

Hearing this, Chen Luo was suddenly stunned.

He looked at the thin and dry old man in front of him with a suspicious look in his eyes, as if he was doubting.

Although he has never seen the so-called Elder Zhi Qian with his own eyes, he also knows that the other party is a real Void Refining monk.

But the old man in front of me doesn't look like him.