Chapter 52: Killing the Monk of the Foundation
"Haha??? Boy, be ashamed, it's hard for you to die today. But before he could finish laughing, Yanchen directly turned into an afterimage, and appeared in front of them in an instant, a pair of white hands, directly inserted into their necks, making the two of them star.
It's fast, it's really fast, it's unbelievably fast. In an instant, only these few words appeared in their minds, and they were already fiercely mentioned by Yanchen. It all happens just in between breaths. The two disciples didn't react at all, and Yan Chen bit down directly on Mao Zhenran's neck. Mao's eyes swooped out, and he struggled violently, but it was useless. can only have a pair of eyes full of fear, slowly lose their lustre, and finally turn into a dried corpse.
Although the group of Pansheng was inserted to death, he couldn't breathe, but he was not dead, and in his consciousness, his eyes were also staring, full of fear, seeing Senior Brother Mao turn into a dry corpse like this, he was cold from head to foot in an instant. The cold sweat on his back was wild, and a little sound came out, and he could only struggle more violently.
Yanchen glanced at him coldly, didn't say a word, and bit down directly on Pan Sheng's neck. After a few breaths, Pan Sheng also turned into a dried corpse, and the wild goose dust threw them away, and the pale face slowly returned to blood. looked inside the torture hall and walked straight in.
"Maybe there's a map out there. As soon as Yanchen came in, he closed the door to prevent anyone from coming back to see him, although the torture hall was usually rarely visited, but for the sake of safety, it had to be otherwise.
After Yan Chen made sure that there was really no one inside, he began to look around, hoping to find the map, but the result disappointed him, there was really nothing in the torture hall except for some things and seats. There are also some jade slips placed on the main table.
Yanchen took those jade slips and looked at them with his divine sense, all of them recorded some people who had committed some drunkenness, and there was nothing else. And just when Yanchen was extremely disappointed and was about to leave, suddenly, Yanchen swept over a jade slip and hurriedly recorded how several formations worked.
This made him stunned, his eyes flashed in an instant, and he muttered: "Why am I so stupid, just go to the teleportation array and teleport away?"
"No, there must be a lot of people guarding the teleportation array first, and there is no possibility. The teleportation array in the sect is not good. Then can I carve a teleportation array myself?" Yan Chen thought of this, and his breath was short, he already fully understood the foundation of the formation in the book on the foundation of the formation, and it was also mentioned in the simplest teleportation array, and there were patterns of patterns.
The problem is that he has never portrayed it, and it is unknown whether he will succeed or not......
Just when Yanchen thought of this, there was a hurried footstep outside, and a voice sounded outside: "How do you see where that disciple in the torture hall has gone? ”
Yan Chen hurriedly reassured Yu Jian, and disappeared above the main seat in an instant, only to see a disciple wearing a robe walk in, this disciple was already middle-aged, and he was one of the disciples who was under the Daotianji Torture Hall at that time. Yanchen's eyes shrank, and he didn't dare to move when he stood on it, because the middle-aged man was a beginner monk who had built a foundation.
"No, there's something wrong with this torture hall......" Suddenly, Zhao Gang looked at a corner, where two dried corpses that had not yet been destroyed were lying there. This made the momentum on his body explode, and he looked at all parts of the torture hall with a wary face, his face full of vigilance.
"Who is it? Come out, don't come out, don't blame Zhao for taking you out. He looked around nervously. Yan Chen overwhelmed his breath to the lowest, trying not to be discovered by him, and at the same time approached Zhao Gang silently. He was 100% sure that Zhao Gang didn't know where he was at all.
A quarter of an hour passed, and Zhao Gang's momentum stabilized a little, slowly weakening. With a wave of his hand, a jade slip appeared, and a message penetrated into it and flew out, Yanchen knew that Zhao Gang was sending a message to others, and it wouldn't be long before many disciples rushed here as soon as possible.
Yan Chen's heart beat faster for a while, and now he is less than a zhang away from Zhao Gang, after all, with his current cultivation, it is a very risky thing to kill a foundation building monk, there can be no negligence, you must kill with one blow, and the speed must be fast, otherwise when those disciples come over, your stealth technique will die when the time comes.
Just when he was less than a zhang away from Zhao Gang, the ruthlessness in Yanchen's eyes flashed, "This is the time." ”
He turned into an afterimage, with hair-making fangs, and pounced directly on Zhao Gang, and a pair of pale hands twisted Zhao Gang's hands with all his strength,
The crisp sound of broken bones came out, and this only happened for a moment, and by the time Zhao Gang reacted, Yanchen had already bitten his neck.
"Ah!!!!h
A terrible cry came out, and the monks in the early stage of Zhao Gang's foundation building exploded, causing the eyes that were holding Zhao Gang's body to roll with qi and blood, coughing up blood, and his eyes were a little dizzy.
Yanchen bit his tongue, recovered instantly, and bit Zhao Gang's neck and sucked hard. Yan Chen only felt that the majestic essence was coming out of Zhao Gang's qi and blood, which was much stronger than the essence of the qi cultivator. The feeling of soothing blood sucking that had not been seen for a long time came out of his body, which made Yanchen want to let out a long howl.
But he still didn't take away all his reason than this sense of comfort, holding Zhao Gang with both hands, and at the same time the tiger's mouth frantically devoured Zhao Gang's qi, blood and essence, and Zhao Gang was about to break out The cultivation in the early stage of foundation building was also like finding a thank you, and he frantically vented to his neck.
After all, Zhao Gang is a monk in the foundation building realm, and his cultivation is now suppressed and unable to move, unable to use. The light in his eyes skyrocketed, and two rays of light shot out in an instant, directly through Yan Chen's head, and blasted towards his sea of knowledge, but in an instant, Zhao Gang was desperate, Yan Chen did not have what he imagined, he rolled around with his head in his hands, and directly lost his mind.
However, his two divine senses were like cutting mud into the sea, unable to splash a single ripple, and her two divine senses were even more cut off from him, unable to perceive any information.
Yanchen sneered, wanting to attack him with his divine sense, this was not a suicide. With his current body, unless he encounters an old monster in the Yudan realm, there may be no one in the foundation building realm who can compare to him...... On the contrary, Yanchen Lao devoured Zhao Gang's qi and blood essence, and his powerful divine sense directly blasted into Zhao Gang's sea of consciousness.
"Consciousness, you ????" Zhao Gang's face was full of fear, and before he finished speaking, he was directly bombarded by Yanchen's strong divine sense, and he lost all consciousness. Zhao Gang's body also became old in an instant, and finally became a dry corpse like two outer disciples, and his breath and essence were swallowed up by the wild goose dust.
It was at this time that there were several fluctuations outside. Yan Chen's eyes flashed, knowing that they had already arrived behind him. A ball of flame appeared in his hand, shooting towards the three dried corpses, as well as some combustible things around him, and directly cast a stealth spell and swept towards the outer door.