There are all kinds of sword intents, what thunder sword intent, frost sword intent, these are all intermediate sword intents.

Compared with the highest-level 'Demon Sealing Sword Intent', it seems a bit flashy.

Human beings are often creatures who pursue perfection when the actual situation allows, and Zhang Chen is no exception.

Therefore, his gaze immediately fell on the pinnacle of the 'Demon Sealing Sword Intent'.

It's just that now he only has a total of 200 system points left, which is not enough at all.

Moreover, the Sword Intent Fragment is not something that can be comprehended by using it, it mainly depends on the cultivator's own comprehension.

If Zhang Chen consumed 1,000 points and did not comprehend the Demon Sealing Sword Intent, then even if the 1,000 points were still in the water, he didn't even splash a little bit of the waves.

Therefore, the sword intent fragment is also a pit.

A bottomless pit with no bottom in sight.

"Forget it, I'm not in a hurry anyway, I'll think about it later."

Turn off the system store, out of sight and out of mind.

Sitting cross-legged, running the "Blue Lotus Decision" and "Eight Gate Dunjia" to absorb the aura and refine himself, he also controlled the white jade gourd to hover in the monk's house.

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Over time, Kim Ussi fell.

The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded Lanruo Temple, and the ruined ancient temple looked quite desolate.

When the last rays of afterglow dissipated, the bright jade rabbit rose from the east.

Suddenly, ink-like dark clouds obscured the moonlight, the wind howled around Lanruo Temple, and the gloomy haze gathered from the trees.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Lanruo Temple was surrounded by gloomy haze.

In the monk's house, Zhang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes.

As expected, the female ghosts under the old demon of Montenegro were killed one after another, and they couldn't sit still with a little temper.

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to sit still.

Exiting the cultivation state, checking the aura in the white jade gourd, and taking it back to the dantian, Zhang Chen pushed open the wooden door of the monk's house and walked towards the main hall.

Stepping into the main hall, Yan Chixia was already standing in front of the main hall with a long sword on her back, her eyes were like electricity, and her heroic righteousness made it difficult for the gloomy haze around her to get half a step closer.

"Brother Zhang, it seems that the banshee I killed today has caused the dissatisfaction of the tree demon, if you fight later, you stand far away, so as not to be involved."

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "Brother Yan, although my strength is not as good as yours, I am not weak, I will wait and see how it changes, and help you at a critical moment." ”

"Okay."

As soon as Yan Chixia's words fell, an eerie and terrifying aura pressed towards Lanruo Temple.

"Yan Chixia, you stinky Taoist priest who does not keep your promises, at the beginning, this seat let you go, and now you dare to kill your servants, and today this seat will cramp and peel your skin and suck your soul dry."

Suddenly, a series of hoarse voices that looked like men and women, making the scalp tingle, echoed in the sky, the yin wind howled, and the icy cold air permeated the surroundings of Lanruo Temple.

"Groan—"

The long sword behind his back is unsheathed, and the righteousness covers a hundred feet.

Yan Chixia jumped out of the hall with a touch of sword light, and said angrily: "Old witch, you have been fighting this idea for a long time, right? In this case, the poor road will cut you under the sword today, and do the right thing for heaven! ”

"Boom!"

The shrill and piercing laughter came into his ears, and he saw an old man in a red robe coming in the yin wind, staring at Yan Chixia with cold eyes, without hiding the monstrous killing intent.

"Stinky Daoist, what a big breath, it depends on whether you have the strength to kill this seat!"

"Die!"

The sharp voice fell, and I saw that the roots of the tree behind the thousand-year-old tree demon were as black as ink, and the branches that exuded a metallic luster stretched out, and the speed was as fast as lightning, and it stabbed directly towards Yan Chixia's heart.

"Evil is invincible!"

Yan Chixia roared, the robe hunted, the long sword in her hand turned into a sword circle in the void, and she shouted angrily: "The sword is infinite." ”

For a while, Haoran's righteousness condensed, and the long sword in his hand also exuded a sharp aura, and what permeated the sharp aura was the Haoran righteousness that could suppress demons and monsters.

"Sonorous!"

The long sword collided with the thick branches, and the sound of metal intertwining suddenly sounded in the void, and sparks burst out.

The terrifying air pressure swept out, and the bricks and tiles of Lanruo Temple were shattered, and the surrounding trees were also crushed and broken.

The hurricane howled and the dust flew.

Yan Chixia's face was solemn, and the old demon of the Black Mountain was not easy on his pale face, and this blow was evenly matched.

In the main hall, Zhang Chen restrained his breath and his heart beat like a drum.

Yan Chixia's strength is not to mention for the time being, she has already built the foundation of the ninefold realm, and the breath of the thousand-year-old tree demon is actually a little higher, I am afraid that she has reached the peak of the foundation building ninefold.

If it weren't for Haoran's righteousness, Yan Chixia would really not be his opponent.

"Ding, the tree spirit grandma, the thousand-year-old tree demon has become a spirit, hiding near Lanruo Temple to practice, the demon law is profound, controlling the banshees under her command to kill the innocent, specifically seizing the spirit, the sky is angry and the people are resentful, please ask the host to kill it and eliminate the harm for the people."

"Mission Reward: 2000 System Points."

The system prompt fell in his mind, and Zhang Chen didn't feel strange.

Although I can't see through the urine of the system, even a few female ghosts have tasks, and there is no reason for this kind of boss not to release tasks, right?

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Chen would definitely leave here without looking back.

After all, the cultivation of the thousand-year-old tree demon, even if he opened the second gate of the Eight Gates Dunjia, it was a bit hanging, and if he hit it, he would be sent to death.

But now, with Yan Chixia here, as well as the Demon Suppression Talisman, the thousand-year-old tree demon will definitely die.

The Millennium Dryad must die, but it must die by its own hands in order for the mission to be completed.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen's mouth opened, and the white jade gourd appeared in his hand, the aura was urged, the fluorescent light on the white jade gourd flickered, and the terrifying aura was brewing in the gourd.

Once the dryad is seriously injured, it is the best time to grab someone's head.

In mid-air, Yan Chixia's robe hunted loudly, her figure was as fast as lightning, and her sword light moves went straight to the point, quite with the momentum of three thousand miles of righteousness.

Although the thousand-year-old dryad was hunched over, its cold aura could not tolerate a trace of carelessness.

After all, there are nearly a thousand years of cultivation, stepping on the yin wind, and the branches as thick as metal are waving in the void, and the wind is roaring.

The sound of metal crashing continued to sound in the void, and the sparks burst out as fast as lightning.

"Stinky Taoist, death to this seat!"

The thousand-year-old dryad's patience had been completely grinded, eight metal-like branches restrained Yan Chixia, and among the sleeve robes, two sharp-like branches stabbed out with lightning speed.

In an instant, Yan Chixia was like a mang's back, and with one move of the dragon roaring for nine days, he cut off all eight branches, and with a pinch of his sword fingers, a black rune engraved with golden runes appeared in his hand.

The aura is poured into the talisman, the golden light is shining, and the talisman rises into the air, like the Buddha descending into the world, and the sound is burned.

Where the golden light passed, the demons retreated, and the haze around Lanruo Temple immediately dissipated.

"Magneto-"

Covered in golden light, the flesh and blood of the thousand-year-old dryad were like a boiling liquid, constantly evaporating white smoke, and the sharp and terrible screams were endless.

Originally, the killing move hidden in the sleeve robe was also retracted.

"What the hell is this!"

Looking at the talisman suspended in the void, the fear from the depths of the soul spread all over the body, and the thousand-year-old dryad was terrified, and turned around to flee.

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