"So, the inheritance books of Star Pole Peak must still be in the Soul Abyss?" Chen Yu asked.

"That may not be possible!" Chu Tianshu said: "The inheritance of Xingji Peak may be in the hands of the Demon Gate, as for whether the people in the Demon Gate are left in the Silent Soul Abyss, it is unknown!"

"Demon Gate?" Chen Yu had always guessed that the loss of the inheritance of Xingji Peak and the fall of the Falling Star True Person were all related to the Demon Gate, and now he finally confirmed this from Chu Tianshu.

"The people in the Demon Sect, there are the descendants of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect!" Chu Tianshu said: "Their understanding of the prohibition of the formation in the Silent Soul Abyss is stronger than that of the sects, and there have always been rumors that there are many remnants of the Demon Sect in the Silent Soul Abyss!"

"Three hundred years ago, when the masters of our sect were wiped out, someone saw the powerhouse of the Demon Gate make a move!"

Chen Yu was silent, he didn't have much feeling for his predecessors such as the Asking Star Zhenren of Xingji Peak three hundred years ago, but he was full of respect for the Falling Star Zhenren.

Since it was determined that Elder Shan of the Falling Star was killed in the Silent Soul Abyss, Chen Yu had to go no matter what.

"After the Falling Star True Soul Lamp went out, I also sent someone to the Silent Soul Abyss to find their remains. But the Silent Soul Abyss is too big and too dangerous to find!" Chu Tianshu said again: "If you want to go, I won't object." But I can't send you people, everything is up to you, you have to be careful!"

"Disciple understands!" Chen Yu said.

Chu Tianshu nodded and said, "If you can, I still hope that after your strength breaks through the Xuanyu, you will go to the Silent Soul Abyss!"

Chen Yu shook his head and said, "Thank you Sect Master for reminding me, but the disciple doesn't have time to wait." If you leave the sect again, I don't know when you will come back!"

Chu Tianshu didn't persuade anymore, and asked Chen Yu about some details about the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit and his escape from the Langya Sword Sect.

An hour later, Chen Yu said goodbye, and under the send-off of Hua Xuandu, he left Tianxin Xiaozhu.

Back at the Miscellaneous Courtyard, Chen Yu and Hua Xuan both said goodbye, exchanged some of the things on their bodies that they couldn't use for contribution points, and bought spiritual weapons and pill exercises and martial arts cheats cultivated by martial artists in Tiangang Realm and Yunling Realm...... These things were prepared by him for his father and brother and the Chen family.

Filled with a storage bag, Chen Yu went down the mountain, ready to go to the outer gate, and then waited for the news that Hua Xuandu had arranged an appointment in advance.

Not far from the miscellaneous courtyard, a few people came to meet him, led by a young man in gorgeous clothes, surrounded by several other disciples, who looked high-spirited.

It was actually a genius of the main peak, fusing the Fang Sword Pavilion of the top-level spirit three-clawed red dragon.

Seeing Fang Jiange, Chen Yu raised his brows slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. The grudge between him and Fang Sword Pavilion with its fused three-clawed red dragon spirit was not shallow.

When Chen Yu entered the inner door, he selected the spirit at Wanling Point, and was first selected by the three-clawed red dragon, and then abandoned by it...... At that time, Chen Yu had vowed to wipe out the three-clawed red dragon in the future.

In the later Zongmen Dabi, Chen Yu had defeated Fang Jiange, but the three-clawed red dragon still did not give up, and continued to attack, hitting Chen Yu hard!

Compared to the broader world outside the Qin Kingdom, these grievances in the Imperial Spirit Sect seemed insignificant to Chen Yu. But the original vow still has to be fulfilled.

"Chen Yu!" At the same time, Fang Jiange also saw Chen Yu, his eyes were cold, he walked over, and said, "You are really back, let me wait so hard!"

"Are you waiting for me?" Hearing Fang Jiange's unkind tone, the corners of Chen Yu's mouth twitched, and said, "What are you waiting for me for?"

"Of course it's to kill you!" Fang Jiange said proudly: "At the beginning of the sect competition, you defeated me by luck. In the past two years, I have not been able to forget that shame for a single day, thanks to you, it only took me two years to cultivate to the seventh layer of the Yunling Realm. Now you are an insignificant ant in front of me. You kneel down and kowtow, I may be able to spare your life!"

Chen Yu was stunned, looked at Fang Jian Pavilion, and saw that the fire spirit aura in Fang Sword Pavilion's body was deep, and it had indeed reached the point of the seventh layer of the Yun Spirit Realm.

Fang Sword Pavilion's Fire Spirit Body, indeed a rare genius physique, coupled with the strength of the three-clawed red dragon spirit, it is normal for Fang Sword Pavilion's cultivation speed to be so shocking. He does have the capital to be proud of, and he also has the strength to fight against the peak of the Yunling Realm and even the early stage of the Xuan Yin Realm.

However, these are still not worth mentioning in front of the current Chen Yu.

"Are you sick in the head?" Chen Yu said lightly: "Hurry to seek death?"

Chen Yu was ready to fulfill his oath to kill the three-clawed red dragon, but Yu Fang Sword Pavilion didn't really want to take his life. After all, aside from the three-clawed red dragon, Fang Sword Pavilion was nothing in Chen Yu's eyes, insignificant.

But Chen Yu didn't expect that Fang Jiange would actually rush up to provoke. From Fang Jiange's reaction, Chen Yu guessed that he had not seen through his cultivation realm.

"Presumptuous!" Fang Jiange shouted: "If you don't cherish the opportunity given to you, you can die!"

As he spoke, Fang Jiange's body shook slightly, a dragon roar sounded in his body, the aura of the fire spirit was surging, and a red dragon phantom appeared, and in an instant, a huge coercion was raised.

The few martial artists behind Fang Sword Pavilion were all breathless, and they hurriedly retreated.

As soon as the three-clawed red dragon soared, the huge dragon head was raised above Fang Jian Pavilion's head, overlooking the common people, and the dragon body was still in Fang Jian Pavilion's body.

Even though Chen Yu was now at the ninth layer of the Yun Spirit Realm, he still felt tremendous pressure without using the strength in his body.

Chen Yu judged that this three-clawed red dragon was not far from breaking through the heavenly level to become a holy spirit...... Or that it was originally the Holy Spirit, but it was severely dragged down by the restriction that Fang Jian Pavilion's cultivation was too low.

The spirit and the host are two sides of the same coin, and if either side is too bad, it will drag each other down.

"It's you little ant!" The three-clawed red dragon's spiritual intelligence was extremely high, and as soon as it appeared, it recognized Chen Yu, exuding strong mental fluctuations.

"Senior Brother Fang's Dragon God!"

"Senior Brother Fang is too strong, he has repeatedly found someone to fight in the past six months, but he has failed with one move. The ninth layer of the Yunling Realm is not his opponent with one move. Even many of the senior brothers and sisters in the Xuan Realm had to avoid its edge!"

"At the beginning, Chen Yu was lucky enough to take the first place in Dabi, and now it's time for Senior Brother Fang to make a name for himself!"

“……”

Chen Yu looked at the three-clawed red dragon with a somewhat complicated expression.

Speaking of which, in the Hall of All Souls, if he hadn't been given up by the three-clawed red dragon, Chen Yu would not have obtained the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit, but between the two, Chen Yu was more optimistic about the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit.

"Insignificant ants, you can't escape this time no matter what!" In the mental fluctuations, the three-clawed red dragon stared at him unruly, and the words from above came into Chen Yu's perception, "In front of the great dragon god, you won't be so lucky as last time!"

"Chen Yu, it's too late to say anything now, let's die!" Fang Jiange showed an arrogant look, took a step, and grabbed Chen Yu with one claw.

Dragon Claw Gong, a top-grade martial art that is not particularly powerful, but it is especially suitable for Fang Jian Pavilion, which has the spirit of a three-clawed red dragon, is handed out with one claw, as if it is about to tear the void.

The Imperial Spirit Sect naturally forbade private fighting, but Fang Sword Pavilion was extremely talented, and obviously did not take this kind of sect rules to heart.

Watching Fang Jian Pavilion absorb the power of the three-clawed red dragon and attack with one claw, Chen Yu said expressionlessly: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

Chen Yu also shot it with a simple dragon claw.

The power of the flesh was mobilized, and in the muffled bang, the two dragon claws collided together.

At the moment of collision, Fang Jian Pavilion's fire system body protection spirit gang directly shattered, and Chen Yu was about to smash Fang Sword Pavilion's hand claws easily.

Rise...... But at this moment, the three-clawed red dragon let out a roar like thunder, and the body between the virtual and the real suddenly swelled, and the claws of the Fang Sword Pavilion were shrouded in it.

Chen Yu's claw only felt that it slapped on the huge manglong, but it was actually blocked.

Even so, Fang Jiange was still staggered back by Chen Yu's claw.

Fang Jiange's face showed a look of shock, and he said in disbelief: "You...... Are you the ninth layer of the Yun Spirit Realm?"

Chen Yu's strength had just exploded, and he no longer suppressed the fluctuation of his aura intentionally or unintentionally, and Fang Sword Pavilion finally determined Chen Yu's cultivation realm at this time.

Chen Yu ignored it at all, and his gaze fell on the huge dragon head of the three-clawed red dragon.

"This ......" Those followers of Fang Sword Pavilion were shocked inexplicably.

Chen Yu simply relied on his physical body and the power of Linggang to repel the Fang Sword Pavilion that was covered by the Dragon God, which was really beyond their expectations.

"Is it Fang Jiange and Chen Yu?"

"How did they get started here?"

"Chen Yu really returned to the mountain, is Fang Jiange going to avenge the defeat of Chen Yu in the big competition?"

"Chen Yu actually reached the realm of the ninth layer of the Spirit Realm...... This is too terrifying, what kind of cultivation did he do when he was in a big competition, it seems that he didn't break through the Yunling Realm!"

“……”

Unconsciously, there were already many main peak disciples gathered around, and they were both excited and shocked.

This kind of fight is rare.

"Insignificant ants!" Feeling Chen Yu's gaze, the three-clawed red dragon roared again.

Chen Yu was already a little tired of hearing this kind of talk of the three-clawed red dragon, he sneered, and was not in a hurry.

"Die!" Fang Jiange seemed to have formed some kind of tacit understanding with the three-clawed red dragon, and he shouted angrily and punched in.

This punch blasted out, and the three-clawed red dragon condensed violently, and the red aura converged towards Fang Sword Pavilion's arm.

Fang Jiange's punch, his arm was like a dragon, and a huge terrifying force gathered on his fist, and a red flame rose, with the terrifying high temperature of incinerating everything in the world, and he wanted to kill Chen Yu with one punch.

Chen Yu knew that he couldn't be careless, urging the blood flame, the spiritual qi was highly condensed, and the sea of knowledge reflected the fist, and the blood flame mixed with the five-color Linggang converged, and a hegemonic punch was struck.

Hegemony is domineering and resolute, and it is necessary to smash all the rebelliousness.

Boom, the flames exploded, the blood flames bloomed, and after this punch, Fang Jiange's body flew out upside down, and the sound of broken bones continued to sound.

Chen Yu also had a slight body and could not pursue.

"It's too weak!" Chen Yu let out a long breath, dissolving the strange flame power that drilled into his arm, and said lightly: "Fang Jiange, in my eyes, without this three-clawed red dragon, you are vulnerable at all, nothing!"

“……”

The warriors watching around were shocked.

In the past six months, Fang Jian Pavilion can be said to be in the limelight, with supreme spirit, and no one in the younger generation can compete with it. But he never expected that Fang Jian Pavilion, who was holding the power of the three-clawed red dragon, couldn't even stop Chen Yu's punch.

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