Chapter Forty-Three: The Destruction of Heavenly Things

Chen Tianling died, a genius on the Fuhu list, and died in the Qilin Secret Realm.

If Su Chen didn't take the initiative to admit it, and no one even knew that Chen Tianling was killed by him, it would be absolutely impossible for Qin Chong, Lin Muxue and others to say it, even Wang Liang, who was slapped in the face, wouldn't say it.

Wang Liang has already suffered because of his nonsense, but if he has a little brain, it is impossible to choose to go against Su Chen.

Su Chen was ruthless, even Chen Tianling dared to kill him, he was a Wang Liang and a hair.

The so-called same family must not kill each other, the so-called rules, that are all formulated for people who have no ability, the real arrogance can be proud of the rules, and even trample on the rules.

In Vientiane District, a figure is like a tanuki, shuttling back and forth through the jungle.

This figure is none other than Su Chen, who crosses the region.

Although the Qilin Secret Realm has a strict regional division, there is no rule that disciples who come to experience cannot practice across regions, but this kind of thing rarely happens in normal times.

The disciples of the Vientiane Realm would not go to the Fuhu District to practice, that would not be challenging for them, they would be wasting their time and wasting the precious opportunity of the Qilin Secret Realm.

And the disciples of the Fuhu District generally don't rush to the Vientiane District, every one of them pops up there is a Vientiane-level demon beast, what did they do in the past? Are you going to feed the monsters?

That is, a demon like Su Chen, the cultivation of the Fuhu Realm, has the combat power of the Vientiane Realm, and the Fuhu District can no longer satisfy him, so he will go to a deeper challenge.

The demon beasts in the Vientiane District cannot cross the region to go to the Fuhu District, and the regional division in the Qilin Secret Realm is laid down by the high-rise of the Qilin Mansion, and with the blessing of the formation, the demon beasts cannot cross from high to low.

It can be from low to high, not from high to low, this is the rule, and it is also a disguised protection for the disciples who have experienced in the lower areas.

Otherwise, if a Vientiane-level demon breaks into the Fuhu training area, it will be a disaster for the disciples of the Fuhu Realm.

Entering the Vientiane District, Su Chen didn't dare to slack off, and added twelve points of caution, he had been wandering around the Vientiane District for most of the day, and he still found nothing.

Sou!

A tail, flashing with electric light, suddenly poked out from the depths of the dense forest, and the speed was extremely fast, heading straight for Su Chen.

"Here we are."

Su Chen's body moved, and he easily dodged, and the giant tail was as heavy as a mountain, and it swept down, and three or five big trees were cut off.

Rustling......

A giant python covered with black scales came out of the dense forest and came to the front of Su Chen.

This giant python, the whole body is as black as ink, the body is like a bucket, the body is two or three feet long, the silver-red eyes, full of bloodthirst, the giant python constantly swallows snake letters, staring at the prey in front of it.

"The black scale python, everything is heavy."

Su Chen's pupils locked, and the battle sword had already appeared in his hand.

The black scale python demon spirit of Vientiane should be able to sell it for a good price if you take it to the treasure pavilion.

"The kid from the Fuhu Realm, who doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, actually broke into the Vientiane District, just to give me food."

The black-scaled python kept swallowing, and his mouth was full of contempt.

"If you want to eat me, I'm afraid you have bad teeth."

Su Chen snorted coldly, jumped forward, the sword qi swept, and his body was like lightning, heading straight for the black scale python.

The black-scaled python was furious, a boy from the Tiger Realm, facing himself, did not flinch, trembled, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but dared to take the initiative.

This is an insult to oneself.

Why is this kid?

Who gave him courage.

The black scale python adhered to the mentality of looking down on its opponent, stared at the huge head, and crashed into Su Chen.

Seeing this, Su Chen smiled.

This stupid python is strangely big, but his IQ is not high, and he uses his body to fight against his sword, which is how much he looks down on himself.

Can't he see that there is a Xuan-level battle sword in his hand?

The black scale python wouldn't think that his head was hard enough to shake the Xuan-level battle sword.

When he encountered a stupid python, Su Chen was not polite.

Buzzing......

The battle sword in his hand was instilled with endless fire element power by him, and the Samadhi True Fire completely covered the war sword, and the momentum of this sword changed in an instant.

"What?"

The black scale python exclaimed, but he didn't expect a tiger boy to suddenly burst out with a combat power that even he was afraid of, and at this moment, the black scale python even felt a terrifying death aura from the opponent's sword.

Underestimate the enemy!

But it was too late.

The other party's speed was too fast, and the furious sword qi had completely locked on him.

You can only bite the bullet.

It's time to test the hardness of your head.

Poof!

With a wail, the huge head of the black-scaled python was cut off by Su Chen's sword, and a large area of black blood was sprinkled with a foul smell.

The black scale python died unjustly, he was too light on the enemy, with his cultivation of everything, how could he not die so hastily.

This is not to blame him, it is really Su Chen's cultivation that is too deceptive, but any opponent who does not understand him will underestimate the enemy, after all, the cultivation gap between the two sides is very large, this is the gap between Fuhu and Vientiane, a big realm.

Su Chen's sword qi shook, shattering the head of the black scale python, taking out a black demon spirit the size of a fist, and putting it into the Qiankun ring with peace of mind.

"The demon beasts of the Vientiane Realm, are they so easy to kill?"

Su Chen couldn't help but laugh.

Continue to disguise, indecent development.

Steady, don't wave!

Find a few more big demons who despise you, kill more, get some Vientiane demons, and go back to exchange for Yuan Stone.

That's right, that's it.

That's the goal for the next few days.

Su Chen didn't run deep into the Vientiane area, although he was bold, he also knew that he was in the Tiger Realm after all, and he hadn't reached the Vientiane level.

When encountering Vientiane one, or even two, and light enemies, you can still deal with it.

If you encounter a higher-level Vientiane Demon Beast, it won't work, in the face of the huge strength gap, all means are in vain, and they will be swallowed in one bite, who will they talk to.

For the next three days, Su Chen had been wandering around the periphery of the Vientiane District, and he had restrained his aura and disguised himself very well.

If you don't find yourself when you encounter a heavy demon beast in Vientiane, then sneak attack, kill with one hit, it's cool.

If you encounter a Vientiane one-heavy demon beast that finds itself and wants to eat itself like a black-scaled python, then pretend to be weak, let the other party hold it up, and then thunder and attack, a sword to overturn, so cool.

In three days, Su Chen killed ten Vientiane demon beasts, and even attacked a Vientiane double lion who was sleeping lazily, and he gained a lot.

There were still two days left before the end of the Qilin Secret Realm experience, and Su Chen decided to continue to go deeper inside, not much, just a little deeper.

In three days, Su Chen's cultivation had been completely stabilized at Fuhu Eightfold, and he wanted to take advantage of the last two days to find an opportunity to break through Fuhu Ninefold.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of Vientiane District is much higher than that of Fuhu District, and there must be more heavenly and earth treasures than Fuhu District.

The cultivation is still too weak, and if you don't enter the dragon, you will never be able to get on the stage.

After walking for thirty miles, Su Chen once again felt the energy fluctuations, the same as the previous Yuan Spirit Fruit, very faint fluctuations, ordinary martial artists couldn't feel it at all, but he could feel it.

"Luck is here again."

Su Chen quickened his pace, followed the direction of energy fluctuations, and galloped away.

After a while, Su Chen came to a cliff stream, and below, there was a small valley.

In the valley, there is a pool of water, in the middle of the pool, a milky white boulder, in the middle of the boulder, is a groove, in the groove, smooth and flashing, the aura is compelling, filled with viscous saliva.

"Lingquan."

Su Chen's eyes were about to pop out, where the bird didn't, there was a spiritual spring.

Made!

Good luck!

This spiritual spring is not of high level, but it is enough for him at the moment.

Lingquan is born from heaven and earth, gathering the power of heaven and earth, and a drop is worth a lot.

A drop of spiritual spring can transform a person's physique and stimulate potential, if you can send some spiritual springs to the Su family in Qiandu City, the disciples of the Su family, I don't know how many potential geniuses can be cultivated.

There are so many spiritual springs, don't say that they are eaten by people, even if a pig eats them, they can fly to the sky.

Pig?

Su Chen suddenly saw that there was gurgling and bubbling in the groove, and a head floated out of the surface of the spiritual spring, dangling and burping.

, there really is a pig.

That's right, it's a pig's head, and although it's only the size of an adult's fist, it's really a pig's head.

A pig is swimming in the spiritual spring, and is gulping down the spiritual spring.

Su Chen's mouthful of old blood almost didn't spurt out.

Eat so many spiritual springs, why don't you die.

Isn't this a tyrannical thing?

"Grass, shut up."

Su Chen couldn't bear it, and immediately shouted, his steps were like the wind, his body was like lightning, and he ran away.

In the blink of an eye, Su Chen rushed to the middle of the pool, and the sword flashed with cold light in his hand.

The pig swimming in the spiritual spring, when he saw Su Chen, jumped up, stood on the edge of the milky white boulder, and bared his teeth at Su Chen.

Su Chen could see clearly that this pig was very small, similar to a kitten, snow-white, without a single stray hair.

"Dead pig, get out of here."

Su Chen drank.

"Get out of your uncle, Lao Tzu's Lingquan, you dare to grab it."

The pig fought-for-tat, scolded, and did not forget to bow his head and take a bite of the spiritual spring after speaking.

Su Chen's eyes straightened, this bastard ate Lingquan as a meal.

What kind of breed is this pig, even Su Chen, the Emperor of Destiny, can't see its bloodline.

Ordinary demon beasts don't dare to eat the spiritual spring like this, that bite is enough to burst a Vientiane triple demon beast.

This pig eats a lot, eats the spiritual spring as a meal, and swims in it, so he is really not afraid of dying.

"Don't eat it, grass."

Su Chen raised his sword and slashed at the pig's head.

The little pig was also angry, a golden light appeared above his head, and he was not afraid, and he slammed into Su Chen's sword with his head on his head.

Yell!

I ran into a silly demon again.

Idiots like black scale pythons.

There is no IQ.

But the next moment, Su Chen's face changed.

Sonor!

The Xuan-level war sword slashed at the pig's head, making a sonorous sound like striking iron, and a piece of fire sparked, but it only poured the little pig into the spiritual spring with a thud, but the next moment, the little pig jumped out and screamed again, spitting fragrant at Su Chen.

Su Chen was stunned, this sword didn't even hurt the other party's fur.

This pig's head is too hard.

Su Chen was hit hard, not by his own sword level, but by his own strength.

However, the pig's head is a bit too hard.

This, exactly, what breed of pigs.