Edgeworth flies through the sky.

Chen continued to cultivate the night of his birthday, his mana was refined, he was complacent and overflowing, and he entered the realm of the eighth layer of qi refining.

Alchemy, fire control, etc., are all a kind of subtle training.

This allowed him to control his mana to a meticulous control, and he was already able to fly with a dashing edgeworth.

The speed of this kind of travel is much higher than the last time I went out to explore the North Garden of Ninghua, and the time spent on a hundred miles of land is even less.

"That's ...... Yinchuan Lei family? ”

High in the sky, Chen Sheng looked down, the mountains and rivers were like a sand table, and the figure was even more imperceptible, he suddenly saw a touch of blood, his heart jumped, and when he thought about it again, he found that it was indeed the location of the Lei family in Yinchuan, and he knew that something was wrong.

He lowered his sword and fell to the ground.

Chen Sheng saw the scene in front of him clearly, it was blood-colored, and the entire portal exuded the smell of dead silence.

He walked in and saw many corpses lying on the ground, some of whom had a look of disbelief on their faces.

Destroy the door.

A sudden annihilation.

"Who did it?"

The smell of blood is very strong, it should be not long after the destruction of the door, Chen Sheng walked in this Shura area, his eyes looked around, searching for the breath of life.

After dozens of corpses, he finally felt a faint sense of life.

It was a young man, his face was covered with blood, lying on his back on the ground, his chest was broken, and the blood in his body was almost dry, but he just held on to his grievances and did not want to die.

"...... over there"

He seemed to know Chen Sheng's intention, facing southeast, his eyes were hideous and resentful, and he spit out two words with difficulty.

The next moment.

His figure was completely stiff, facing southeast, towering like a blood ghost, and he would not blink an eye.

"Take a break and close your eyes, I'll go and come back."

Chen Sheng closed the young man's eyes with his hand, there was blood stained on his palm, his face remained unchanged, and he even held the sword, and immediately a bloody aura shot wildly.

This matter should be related to the transaction of the medicine house, and the big medicine involved some secrets, causing a small immortal cultivation family to be wiped out.

This is not Chen Sheng's fault, nor is it Yaolu's fault, but the cause is in Guangxiu Immortal Sect, since he bears the name of a deacon, he can't sit idly by.

……

Southeast.

A figure walked away quickly, Zhang Yikuan felt that he was in big trouble, he thought it was a simple business to destroy the door, and he didn't want the Lei family to be involved with Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

The spiritual grass in his arms was even more like a hot potato, scorching his body and mind like falling into hell.

It's just that now, he has no way back, and can only go one way to the dark.

"Murderous!"

The breeze was blowing, icy and cold.

A wry smile appeared on Zhang Yikuan's face, and sure enough, he couldn't be lucky, the people of Guangxiu Immortal Sect still came.

He stood still, looking left and right, searching for the source of the murderous aura, but he couldn't find it.

And then......

He looked up and saw a black dot in the distant sky, rapidly magnifying.

The one who came from the sword was a young man, dressed in the clothes of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, dressed in white and shengxue, his eyes were very calm, but also a little cold, as if he could sink all the grievances in the world.

"It's you, who destroyed the Lei family."

Chen Sheng saw that Zhang Yikuan's body had the aura of an outlaw, such a person was rampant and could do things that killed the whole family.

"Eight layers of qi refining! He is worthy of being a deacon of the Immortal Sect. ”

Zhang Yikuan didn't answer, his eyes were full of anxiety and vagueness, and he glanced in all directions, looking for a chance to escape.

This is the essence of the Immortal Sect, any deacon is the cultivation of the eighth layer of qi refining.

He is about the same age as Chen Sheng, but after years of forcible seizure and blood rain, he can only be worthy of the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining.

Heaven, how unjust.

"That's right, you did it."

Chen Sheng affirmed that the person in front of him was the murderer, and he said indifferently: "Tell me everything you know." ”

There is no such thing as a coincidence.

That big medicine involved a lot, and just a little turmoil beat the Lei family, a small immortal cultivation family, to pieces.

There must be some hidden secrets in it.

"I didn't know anything, I just took a commission."

Zhang Yikuan shook his head, after he entered the game, he found that he couldn't get out, so he went all the way to the black.

If he had known earlier that this commission was played by the Guangxiu Immortal Sect and the rest of the forces, he would never have been involved.

"Whose commission?"

Chen Sheng asked.

That client is the key.

"Yes, you let me go."

Zhang Yikuan wanted to get out and leave this whirlpool, as long as Chen Sheng was relieved, he would not have the slightest burden on betraying the client.

Jianghu morality, this kind of thing was fed to the dog as early as when he set foot on the road of cultivating immortals.

"I promise to let you walk peacefully."

Chen Sheng said lightly.

"Then what else is there to talk about."

Zhang Yikuan was annoyed for a moment, and felt that Chen Sheng was playing tricks on him, since he didn't have this sincerity, he shouldn't talk about it.

Die decently, he's a guy with his head pinned to his belt, he'll care about that.

"It's not negotiable."

Chen Sheng stood there, his face as cold as iron, and his voice was slightly high-pitched, containing a resoluteness that could not be easier.

is full of people, or because of the medicine house, he can't let go of such a villain.

He pressed down with one hand, and walked a dignified and righteous way, and his mana was as powerful as a wavey river, washing down from the sky, smashing the earth, and across a layer, he had to call the Netherworld to open the door.

"You forced me."

Extreme oppression.

Zhang Yikuan knew that it was in danger, and let out a long roar, which shocked the sluggish spirit, and the momentum up and down his body climbed to the extreme.

The mana of the sixth layer of qi refining rolled out, bursting his tendons and veins, allowing the offensive to appear in a state of explosion.

It's not going to live yet.

Bloodburn!

On this basis, Zhang Yikuan performed a secret technique, and in an instant, the blood in his body was dried by one-third, making his whole person like a dried corpse exposed to the sun.

However, such a price is exchanged for another leap in combat power.

He broke the limit again and again, reached the peak of this life, and finally had the confidence to fight for his life.

Break the cauldron and fight against the water.

This is his only chance to live, and he will take it directly while the deacon of the Immortal Sect has not yet reacted.

"Kill!"

Zhang Yikuan roared, his thin body was as stiff as a flying, and he rushed out like lightning, with a bloody breath.

His face was hideous, and his attack was ferocious, like a Dapeng leaning down to hunt dragons and snakes, he was extremely fierce and killed Chen Sheng.

"Poof......

Under the pressure of the big hand, Zhang Yikuan was like being struck by lightning, all his ferocity was shattered, and his body smashed to the ground like a tattered cloth bag, twitching vigorously.

"Although I have rarely killed, I have experienced many fights for more than 30 years."

Chen Sheng's complexion was as calm as ever.

He is not a genius, but fortunately he is diligent, and he has finally gained something over the years.

Chen Guo's trip, the inner door is bigger.

These two experiences have honed his fighting skills, although he has not been able to fight beyond the level, but he is by no means weak.

In subtleties, he practiced sword alchemy day and night, and he was already able to do it as he pleased.

Therefore, this palm seems to be mediocre, but in fact, it has been tempered thousands of times, like a flood of potential to break through the floodgates, and the strength of the eighth layer of qi refining has been beaten out.

A monk at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm has squeezed out the bone marrow and burned his blood, and he can't even think of turning the sky upside down.