"Dada......"

On the avenue outside Shuangyang City, a majestic war horse galloped away.

Ouyang Wei said that after leaving the city, eight hundred miles to the north, it is Qingyun Mountain, where Qingyun Temple is located.

Chen Dong's heart is like an arrow, and he is anxious to return to the earth, and he will not stop at all along the way.

As long as you see the ancestor of Qingyun Temple, Yun Zhongzi, and then identify yourself, you can explore a way to return to Earth.

However, Chen Dong also thought that with his current strength, even if he returned to Earth, even if his father was still alive, he would not be able to rescue his father from Yan Sheng's hands.

It would be nice to be able to improve some strength in this place.

The official road is flat and spacious.

Although there are no large-scale equipment in this world, there are quite a lot of cultivators, and it is not a problem to collapse mountains and rubble and rest the road.

You can go all the way to the north, and you don't need to adjust your direction.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Dong silently absorbed the aura on Ruyi.

After a morning of immersion, Ruyipei turned dark green again, and after Chen Dong absorbed it, he felt that his internal strength had increased a lot.

The dantian is like an endless reservoir, of course, the more water it stores, the stronger it is.

Unfortunately, it will take a few more hours for Ruyi Pei to regain her energy.

Although the aura of this world is abundant, it is still much slower to inhale directly, at least for example, Yi Pei is slow.

By the way, isn't there still 5,000 spirit stones in the storage ring?

Here, Chen Dong has no concept of money, and he doesn't feel distressed when he spends it, and besides, isn't there still 90,000 gold coins?

Chen Dong immediately began to absorb the spirit stone again.

Not to mention, the spirit stone is really powerful, and the aura contained in it is not as bad as the Yi Pei, about a hundred spirit stones are equivalent to a full Ruyi Pei.

Chen Dong sucked it one by one, and most of the five thousand spirit stones were absorbed in a short time, and his realm also came to the late stage of the first-level channeling!

Good guy, the power of the spirit stone is too strong, no wonder it can become a universal currency in this world.

If a person has countless spirit stones, wouldn't it be easy to reach the sainthood?

However, the further you go, the more spirit stones you need.

Chen Dong estimated that in order to rise to the peak of the first-level channel, he needed to absorb all the remaining spirit stones.

Forget it, just suck it, anyway, I'm going back to Earth, what's the use of keeping this thing?

Chen Dong continued to suck up the remaining spirit stones.

In the blink of an eye, the war horse had already galloped a hundred miles, and Chen Dong had also sucked five thousand spirit stones clean, and his strength had finally reached the peak of the first-level channel!

Chen Dong estimated that if he wanted to break through the second-level channel, he would need at least three thousand spirit stones!

I heard Ouyang Wei say before that one spirit stone is equal to one hundred gold coins, and three thousand spirit stones are equal to three hundred thousand gold coins.

Chen Dong no longer understands the prices in this world, and he also knows that 300,000 gold coins must be a terrifying number, equivalent to the income of the largest family in Shuangyang City for a year and a half.

Ordinary monks, where can they afford to build like this, even the children of big families and big sects may not be able to afford it.

There is no way, I can only go to Qingyunguan first.

Qingyunguan must be rich, ranking first among all major sects, and must be very rich.

Maybe Yun Zhongzi knew that Chen Dong was his Nth generation descendant, and when he was happy, he rewarded millions of spirit stones?

Thinking of this, Chen Dong immediately stepped up.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of "whirring" in the air, and a powerful air knife slashed towards him.

"What's the situation?!"

Chen Dong was taken aback, and his body jumped up suddenly, barely able to dodge the air knife that was coming at him.

He dodged, but the horse was unlucky.

The war horse was struck by an air knife, and it was torn apart on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"Who did that?!"

Chen Dong roared, and his anger was indeed burning to the extreme.

When I went to Qingyunguan, I was counting on this war horse, and now I have only traveled a hundred miles, and I was killed, what should I do next?

As soon as the words fell, a large number of people suddenly surrounded him, numbering about hundreds, all of them fierce and vicious, holding swords in their hands.

It's not a good thing at first glance.

Chen Dong, who is already at the level of a god, is not the top in this world, but he can also be proud of most people.

Chen Dong didn't know what this group of guys were doing, and instinctively spread out his inner breath to test their strength.

Good guys, there are dozens of great grandmasters and grandmasters!

This is going to rest on the earth, and it is definitely a first-class force.

But he looked around, but someone didn't find it.

Chen Dong's gaze was fixed on the man.

This is a stout and fierce-looking man, and he is still holding a cold war knife in his hand, and the air knife just now is obviously from him.

When Chen Dong's internal breath detected him, he encountered many barriers and obstacles.

This shows that his level is higher than Chen Dong!

"Hehe, do you want to test my strength?"

Of course, the vicious man felt Chen Dong's aura, grinned, showed his white teeth, and then exuded his aura.

The strong with a high level cannot be detected unless they take the initiative to release their breath.

Level 2 Psychic, Early!

Chen Dong quickly felt his realm, and his heart sank.

On the way here, Chen Dong absorbed all the spirit stones, and finally barely reached the peak strength of the first-level channel.

He and this man can barely fight, but they will definitely lose in the end.

What's more, there are so many people around.

"Who are you and why did you kill my warhorse?" Chen Dong asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, I planted this tree, I opened this road, if you want to live from here, leave to buy road money!" The vicious man laughed.

It turned out to be a thief seeking wealth.

Chen Dong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have tens of thousands of gold coins on me, and I gave them all to you, so I can leave, right?" ”

With a wave of Chen Dong's hand, nine boxes full of gold coins fell to the ground.

The vicious man looked down and sneered: "One less box, right?" ”

Chen Dong's pupils contracted rapidly.

Previously, the Zhu family compensated him for 100,000 gold coins, a box of 10,000 gold coins, a total of ten boxes.

Chen Dongtuo Ouyang Wei brought Xiao Ya and Lao Li 10,000 gold coins, and now there are 90,000 gold coins left.

How did this vicious man know that there was one box missing?

"You're a Zhujia faction, right?" Chen Dong said gloomily.

"That's right." The vicious man said with a smile: "My name is Zhu Feng, I am a famous thief in this area, the head of the Zhu family in Shuangyang City, that is my own brother!" You didn't say anything about hurting him, but also robbed him of 100,000 gold coins, do you really think I'll give up? If I don't kill you today, I won't be a wish! ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Feng picked up the war knife in his hand and slashed towards Chen Dong with a fierce sword.

"Whirlwind Slash, give me death!"

A sharp air knife slashed through the sky, slashing towards Chen Dong with infinite power.

Zhu Feng heard what Zhu Sheng said, Chen Dong had just come to his senses, and he didn't take him into account at all, and he didn't even probe his strength.

He felt that he could kill Chen Dong in seconds with one move.

Including his subordinates, they also thought so, everyone was shouting and cheering in unison, no one went up to take a hand, everyone thought that Zhu Feng alone was enough.

Chen Dongming knew that he was not Zhu Feng's opponent, but he had to fight helplessly.

"Shake the earth!"

Chen Dong also used the first sword of the Xuantian Sword Technique, intending to find a way to escape after barely blocking Zhu Feng's sword.

With a "bang", an air sword also pierced the sky and flew away.

With a loud "boom", the air sword and the air knife collided in the air, breaking out into a deafening sound.

"Haha, just a first-level channel, do you still want to resist my second-level channel's air knife?" Zhu Feng laughed, and his gaze immediately became fierce: "Break it for me!" ”

In Zhu Feng's vision.

This knife can not only break Chen Dong's attack, but also kill Chen Dong with a single sword!

Chen Dong's qi sword was indeed broken, and it instantly dissipated in the air.

But Zhu Feng's air knife did not continue to move forward, but also dissipated in the air.

The two cancel each other out.

"What the hell?!" Zhu Feng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that a first-level psychic could actually block his second-level psychic knife.

The crowd shouting around was also surprised, and one by one they stopped applauding or cheering.

"Could it be that the information at home is wrong, and this guy is actually a second-level psychic?"

Zhu Feng quickly released his internal breath to check Chen Dong's strength.

The pinnacle of first-class psychic!

Although it is not the same as the information at home, it is impossible for the first-level psychic peak to block his knife.

Zhu Feng's gaze instantly fell on the sword in Chen Dong's hand.

High-end weapons?

Zhu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally found the reason.

Zhu Feng has been a bandit for many years, and he has always used a mid-level weapon.

This can't be blamed on him, this piece is indeed a bit barren, and he hasn't made much money over the years.

Even if he occasionally earned a vote, he used it to buy spirit stones, and the weapon has not been upgraded much.

Today is a good opportunity, this high-level weapon is his!

Zhu Fengyan became hot, and immediately slashed at Chen Dong several times.

He knew that even if Chen Dong used high-level weapons and could temporarily draw with him, his internal strength was not as deep as his own storage, and a war of attrition would be enough to kill him.

He didn't let his men rush up, he felt that he was enough alone.

Chen Dong didn't expect that he would be able to block Zhu Feng's sword, and then he also understood that this was the bonus effect of Wu Wangjian.

This is still because the Wu Wang Sword has been sealed, and it can only exert the effect of high-level weapons!

Chen Dong was extremely excited, and immediately stabbed with a sword again.

Xuantian swordsmanship, he only mastered the first sword, so the back and forth was earth-shattering.

It didn't take long for Chen Dong to be a little unable to hold on, he was a little panting, and cold sweat kept flowing.

The internal force at the peak of the first-level psychic spirit is not as deep as the internal force of the early stage of the second-level psychic after all!

Zhu Feng also noticed this change in Chen Dong.

Soon!

Zhu Feng slashed out again.

Everyone around also cheered, as if they had seen the scene of Chen Dong's head falling to the ground.

Chen Dong was so anxious that he knew that he couldn't hold out a few knives.

But at this moment, he suddenly blessed his soul.

Now that he is at the peak of the first-level channeling gods, he has enough internal force to urge the second sword of the Xuantian Sword Technique, why not try it?

The high-level martial art "Xuantian Sword Technique" has a total of seven swords, one sword is more powerful than the other, and one sword is more difficult than the other!

Fortunately, the first few swords were not so difficult.

"The wind is in the sky!"

Chen Dong shouted with strength, and the second sword of the Xuantian Sword Technique had already stabbed out.

An air knife and an air sword collided in the air again.

With a loud "boom", Zhu Feng's air sword was broken, but Chen Dong's air sword still maintained a third of its shape, and continued to rush forward, cutting through the sky, cutting through the air, and rushing into Zhu Feng's chest with a "bang".

Zhu Feng looked down at his chest in disbelief, and a fist-sized wound was in sight.

Blood is also dripping.

With a "boom", Zhu Feng fell to the ground.