"Oh?" Luo Chen slowly raised his sword and said, "Could it be that you, a hundred Xun old decay, are you going to do something to me?"

"Nope. That mist poison flower is the basis for the survival of my Lingnan tribe, and it cannot be taken away by outsiders. Zhang Xinqi slowly clapped his hands, and a nine-foot-tall man walked out of the dense forest, holding a huge axe blade, this big man* was wearing his upper body, his muscles bulged like a python, like a bear, he looked fierce and vicious, but Luo Chen could sense that this guy's momentum was very strong, but his cultivation was not very high, only the appearance of three layers of blood condensation, and the reason for this was that the flower of fog poison often accompanied the human body and would corrupt people's cultivation.

"You're lying. Luo Chen snorted and said, "This mist poison flower does not protect your clan at all, my master said, what really blesses your clan is a big demon, it lives on the main peak of Bottle Mountain, and all illusions are also created by it." ”

"Since you are a disciple of Jing Nan, then you should be neat and give it a good time. After Zhang Xinqi finished speaking, he slowly walked into the depths of the dense forest, Zhang Xinqi was a very strange person, obviously he didn't cultivate, but every step he took, he became a little younger, and he didn't completely disappear until he turned into that boy again. This guy is half-human, half-ghost, fierce, and a tough stubble.

The strong man stood in front of Luo Chen, and said unremittingly: "I can't imagine that such a strong man Jing Nan actually accepted a white-faced little doll as an apprentice, and his cultivation is only of the second order, it is really the sky without eyes, and he ruined the murderous sword in Jing Nan's hand!"

"We can't avoid a war between us, so I want to know one thing first. Luo Chen didn't care about this guy's words, and asked: "It stands to reason that the Flower of Mist Poison is not a good kind, and if you keep it around, it will damage people's hearts and ruin people's cultivation, making it difficult for your clan to be strong, why do you still want to protect it?"

The strong man nodded, but he didn't answer the question, and said, "I haven't been out in this deep mountain for a long time, and I haven't tried to compete with others, and sometimes I feel very lonely, and even suspect that the power I have is false. ”

"So?"

"Take me three axes, and I'll answer your question!"

The strong man picked up the giant axe and smashed it towards Luo Chen's front door, this man was clumsy, but his skills were as strong as a cheetah. Luo Chen raised his eyes, pulled out the Qingfeng Sword and greeted him, his Shenyang Acupoint emitting a pale blue light.

In the depths of the dense forest, Ming Yu hugged "Luo Chen", and that "Luo Chen" actually cried like a child, groping Ming Yu's chest with his hand.

Ming Yu patted him lightly on the back and said gently: "Don't look for it, I don't have a weapon on me." ”

"Luo Chen" was stunned for a moment, slowly withdrew his hands, took three steps back, and stood there without moving.

A branch floated silently above his eyebrows, this branch was wrapped in a layer of pale blue light, and there was a mysterious power on it, completely different from the power of the barbarians that this "Luo Chen" understood, but he could feel the devastating power contained above.

"Are you Zhang Xinqi?" asked Ming Yu with interest.

That "Luo Chen" chuckled lightly and turned into the appearance of the barbarian boy, and Ming Yu recognized that this was the boy who was leading the Lingnan tribe to wander in the dense forest.

Zhang Xinqi smiled and asked, "How can you see that I am not the little guy next to you?"

Ming Yu spread his hands and said: "At first, you guys acted really similar, I didn't see it, but unfortunately you shouldn't have disguised yourself as injured, because that guy Luo Chen is not like you mortals, who has red blood, and his body is noble black blood." ”

"Noble?" Zhang Xinqi was slightly stunned and said, "Black blood is still human blood?"

"At this time, shouldn't you be more concerned, what kind of power is in my hands?" Luo Chen slowly raised his hands, his hands instantly emitted a dazzling blue light, this is a majestic force, Zhang Xinqi was almost on his knees in front of Ming Yu, he couldn't withstand such a terrifying power. Ming Yu slowly condensed this power on his fingers, and slowly hung his fingers on Zhang Xinqi's eyebrows, and said, "Give you three breaths of time, tell me where the Mist Poison Flower is." ”

"Don't you care if you bring that little guy alive or dead?"

"One breath. Ming Yu's expression became even colder.

"I know, you're not a barbarian, but a member of the immortal clan! No wonder the old man can't sense your cultivation. ”

"Two breaths. ”

"I know what you want is not the Flower of Mist Poison, but the Eye of the Spiritual Spring. But if you kill me, you will never find the spiritual spring. ”

"Three breaths. ”

Ming Yu pointed his finger at Zhang Xinqi's eyebrows, the blue light turned into a blazing fire, and it ignited Zhang Xinqi's head in an instant, this is the fire of divine power, which can burn people's blood, burn directly from the blood, and scatter people's souls!

But Zhang Xinqi's eyes did not show any pain, but laughed in the flames, and he said softly:

"One flower is fog, three flowers are poison, this is still what you said personally. ”

Zhang Xinqi shattered and disappeared like a piece of paper, disappeared into the fire, and a red flower lay quietly in place. Ming Yu slowly picked up this flower, a little helpless, this is not a mist poison flower, but a kind of accompanying phantom flower, which can barely refine some pills. Ming Yu still took it into his arms. He has to go to Luo Chen now, although this kid has the life-saving magic left by his master, but this new Qi is not dead, and it is elusive, it is difficult to guarantee that Luo Chen will not capsize in the gutter.

In the dense forest clearing, Luo Chen was already inseparable from this strong man. This strong man has a third-order cultivation of blood condensation, with a huge strength of three thousand catties, and every time he splits an axe, it is like a gust of wind blowing, and it smashes into Luo Chen's hands, and Luo Chen's hands are numb. But Luo Chen also has the cultivation of the second layer of blood coagulation, although he does not have the blessing of the power of qi and blood, but he still has the body of a second-order barbarian, coupled with the second-order qi cultivation of the immortal clan, his body also has the strength of nearly three thousand catties, so when it comes to fighting, Luo Chen does not have the upper hand!

"The white-faced little doll is good. Dahan sneered and said, "You have already received my two axes, and you are still missing the last axe." ”

"My name is Luo Chen, not a white-faced little doll. Luo Chen replied coldly. A blue glow slowly rose from his hands, and he felt that this guy was about to exert his full strength, and he was almost done testing his physical strength, and it was time to start earnest.

"Do you know the essential difference between a third-order monk and a second-order monk?" the strong man sneered: "Only when you reach the third order, can a barbarian cast a brute technique!

"Giant Axe Battle"

The strong man slowly raised his body, only to see a red qi and blood power, slowly gathering towards his chest, and a different momentum emanated from his body, as if this was a process of accumulating strength. Luo Chen's Shenyang acupoint stinged slightly, this was his Qi cultivation power reminding him that a crisis was about to happen.

"This is the strength of the barbarian!" Luo Chen held the Qingfeng Sword tightly with both hands, he wanted to meet this blow, he defeated this third-order guy of blood condensation, since he stepped on the path of cultivation, he Luo Chen no longer accepted his fate, no longer feared, even if his current strength was not enough, but what if he added that trace of sword intent comprehended from Jing Nan?

The big man roared violently, and the blood-red divine power condensed in his chest suddenly shot out, turning into a red divine light, shooting straight towards Luo Chen, faintly, Luo Chen seemed to see a huge axe, flying up and down in that divine light, flashing a deadly red.

"It's coming!"

Luo Chen condensed the strength of his whole body into his hands, and he wanted to gamble, gamble all his strength to meet this axe. Luo Chen's figure rushing forward was like Jing Nan's posture of pounced on the earth dragon, as fearless as a tiger and leopard. Luo Chen's eyes flashed with the black gas on Jing Nan's body, that kind of death, that kind of domineering, that kind of domination over the world!

Luo Chen's Qingfeng sword slashed hard at the red giant axe, and he held on, not being knocked away by the giant axe!

"How is that possible!" the strong man's pupils shrank suddenly. He immediately increased the power of qi and blood, wanting to directly vibrate Luo Chen.

But Luo Chen suddenly roared, roaring like a tiger. The strong man felt a huge force erupting on Luo Chen's small body, and a feeling of threatening his safety arose.

"It's... Is this about to break through?!" The strong man roared incredulously.

Luo Chen's state was like a Blood Condensation Cultivator's breakthrough cultivation, like firewood burning, emitting tremendous power. This is possible, because Luo Chen has reached the second layer of condensation at the top of the mountain, and there is only one layer of window paper from the third layer of condensation, if the time is right, it will be pierced at once, it is not impossible!

"Hmph, stinky boy, I won't fulfill you!" the strong man violently withdrew the blood-colored giant axe, and let Na Luo Chen slash at his body with a fierce sword. Luo Chen's sword cut off the strong man's arm in one fell swoop, and the blood came out at once, spraying Luo Chen's face. The strong man pushed Luo Chen away, sat on the ground tremblingly, covered his arm with his hand, panted, and said fiercely: "The holy flower of the Lingnan tribe will never let you be infected!"

Luo Chen took a few steps back in a daze, he looked at the blood on his body, the blood on the sword, and seemed to be a little dazed.

The strong man's brute method was suddenly withdrawn, and Luo Chen's arm was cut off, and his own qi and blood were counterattacked and the sword wound, his breath became weaker and weaker, but after a while, he died straight. This strong man knew that once Luo Chen broke through, he would also die, so it was better to ruin his good deeds at the cost of death.

This... Is this what it feels like to kill someone?