The wind tornized and flicked in one sleeve.

The void was directly exploded, making a crackling sound, the force penetrated the broken gold, the speed of thunder, the distance of half a zhang came in an instant, it was really hit, and no matter how strong the body was, it had to be shattered.

Chen Sheng's hair was blown upside down, but his eyes were very calm, and when he came to this barren mountain, he had the idea of doing a thing in his heart.

Although the attack of the Zhicheng Daoist was urgent, he knew it in his heart and immediately responded to it.

His mana passed through the palm of his hand, like gold and jade immortal, and the hand patterns were like small snakes swimming away, forming a fierce and domineering force, and he slapped it with one palm.

Bang!

The two collided in pairs, and it was bright.

Chen Sheng and Zhicheng Daoren, no one let anyone, each other's majestic mana was staggered for a while, the void was hazy, as if there was a cloud of innate thunder yuan lingering, circulating birth and death.

"How nice it would be if you were interested."

Zhicheng Daoist put his hand away, stood on the ground, his body was straight, dressed in a gray and white robe, the romance in his eyes dissipated, and he felt a little regretful.

After a short confrontation, he had already realized that Chen Sheng's combat power was extremely high, and he was indeed at the level of a Immortal Sect Foundation Realm cultivator.

The two fought, destined to be one dead and one injured, and the ending was too tragic.

If he had a choice, he didn't want to kill the killer, but this person was too stubborn and had no choice.

"Since the battle, I have defeated the Foundation Building Realm monks, but I have never defeated the Foundation Building Realm monks of the Immortal Sect, so I just used you to verify what I have learned."

Chen Shengzhen had killed the monks of the Foundation Building Realm, but in the face of the people who were determined to become Daoists, he did not dare to be careless, the scattered cultivators of the same level and the powerful cultivators with inheritance were different.

Simple, a powerful mana can crush a casual cultivator of the same level.

Thundered......

His mind moved, the void became a sea of fire, the ethereal aura was burned like a cloud, and in a red cloud, an alchemy furnace smashed down.

This is a magic weapon that is not very powerful, but at this time, it is in line with the general trend of heaven and earth, and its power is rising, revealing a combat power that cannot be ignored.

Call......

Zhicheng Taoist Dantian, rushed up, discharged the flames around the body, drummed like a frog in the abdomen, opened the mouth, and the divine wind of hula lala blew away the Danhuo for a while.

He had the intention to use this divine wind to cut off Chen Sheng's blood and bones, but after all, he was stopped by Danhuo.

Wind and fire, the cycle explodes.

On this barren mountain, there is no formation or rune support, and the mountain is inch by inch, constantly peeling off the dust-like mountain stone powder.

"Master Shenwei!"

Liu Fu pulled the carriage and waited outside the green mountain, his eyes skipped the battle situation, and a flash of horror flashed.

That kind of power, he controlled the spirit horse of the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Realm, and with one charge, it didn't take three or two breaths to turn into powder in it.

He had seen the fighting techniques of the Foundation Building Realm cultivators, but such a scene was rare.

In the final analysis, these two are both from the Immortal Sect, their mana is strong, and if the magic moves again, naturally, there is an unstoppable divine might.

Sigh Rhythm ......

The spirit horse of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, although it was held, still made a difference, took a few steps back, looked at the battle situation, and his eyes revealed fear.

Its perception was even stronger than Liu Fu's, and it felt that if there was a natural disaster brewing here, it wanted to leave.

"Catch the mountain!"

Zhicheng Daoren's hand flipped over, and a mountain whip appeared, a second-order magic weapon, and the brass spirit iron was tempered out, and it was hard and unfathomable.

He drove the mountain whip in his hand, his spirit moved, and he hit the mountains and rivers, and the earth's qi poured out, condensed into mountains in the void, and fell towards Chen Sheng.

The mountains are falling, the layers of flowing clouds and air currents are flattened, and the sky is dim, as if the authority of the gods is working, which is extremely terrifying.

"Slash the stars!"

Chen Sheng held a sword, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, his body was straight like a sword, and his spirit was rushing upward, impartial, in the shape of a white line.

His sword fell slowly, a sword intent that slashed the stars of the sea of stars, and he fought tenaciously, directly splitting the mountain shape that fell above his head.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

Zhicheng Daoist took a deep breath, and waved the mountain whip again and again, and layers of shadows appeared in the void, thinking that there were thirty-six in number.

The mountains shook, the grass and trees wilted, and most of the surrounding earth qi was forced out, pressing the sky upward, and the mountains were densely packed, like stars falling little by little.

Chen Sheng's face was solemn, the iron sword was in his hand, and his mind and will were attached to it, and the stars were slashed away again and again.

One mountain was destroyed, and another mountain fell, and one after the other, which made him feel like he was running out of energy.

"Kill!"

Thirty-six swords fell in a row, the sky was white and yellow, and the Zhicheng Taoist people held the advantage of the mountain whip, and the power was undiminished.

He saw that Chen Sheng was a little tired, and his spirit was high, he held the mountain whip, and when he hit it, he slapped towards Chen Sheng's head again and again.

"Whoosh"

Chen Sheng fought back with a sword, but he couldn't win, and in an instant, he stepped three or five steps in a row, half of the void, and there was an image of a dragon flying, stirring up the aura like a whirlpool, and the magic fluctuations bloomed.

Water dragon groan!

The waves are like water, and the dragon shadow is vigorous.

An eight-zhang long water dragon surrounded Chen Sheng's body, with a majestic spirit, moving with the change of his body shape, accompanied by sword light.

In an instant, the thrilling attack unfolded, the void shone, shaking so that people couldn't open their eyes, and if they were not careful, they would be defeated in the battle.

"Little Doyle!"

Zhicheng Daoist sneered, pushed sideways, swept away the opponent, and was about to raise the mountain whip to fight again, but saw the water dragon dancing, together with Chen Sheng's figure, on the green shadow.

He looked up, Chen Sheng was stepping on the dragon's head, his robes were lined up, there was a sword in his hand, his eyes were calm, and he had the demeanor of a sword cultivator.

"Take me a sword."

Chen Sheng glanced at Zhicheng Daoren, the water dragon rushed down, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the power of the star slashing on the sword was slowly improving.

For a moment, it seemed to be a long time, and after three or five breaths, Chen was angry and strong, looking at the opponent who was extremely close, and finally drew his sword.

Airplanes!

The sword intent seems to be integrated into the true intent of the vast sky, grand and boundless, tenacious and strong, with a sharp edge that cuts down the stars.

The hair of the Zhicheng Daoist exploded, and he hurriedly put the mountain whip in front of him, and the earth qi was extracted, and it condensed into a thick earth vein aura on the body.

Bang!

With a sword slash, the barren mountain as a whole became half an inch shorter, and the boundaries around Zhicheng Daoist collapsed one after another, and only one leyline aura was still holding on.

But in an instant, it shattered, and the powerful force came back, he snorted, but he forcibly suppressed a mouthful of blood and did not vomit, and he was a little unstable holding his breath, but looking at Chen Sheng's eyes, the killing intent was undiminished.

"The old man has good means, there should be no problem."

Outside the green mountain, Liu Fu saw that Zhichengdao was pressing his injuries, although he was a little worried, but he had not yet reached the point of pulling out the road and running away.

After many years of service, he knows the means of Zhicheng Taoist, and he is not to the point where his skills are poor.

"He's a stubble."

Zhicheng Daoist knew that Chen Sheng rejected the proposal to live in harmony, and he was confident and had excellent means.

His strength, in the foundation building realm, is not bad, and he was killed so much that he vomited blood, which can be seen.

"Whatever you have, show it."

Chen Sheng held the sword in his hand, and felt the spirit of Zhicheng Daoist, still strong, not to the point of defeat.

"As you wish."

Zhicheng Daoist said indifferently.

Airplanes!

In his hand, a rope appeared, like soft gold, flowing with a brilliant luster, and was thrown by it, dancing in the wind, as if turning into a golden dragon, and bound towards Chen Sheng.

This is a soft gold rope, made of the big tendons of the dragon real snake, and the following Jin Dan is tied, and there is no chance to escape.

"Two second-order magic weapons, ordinary foundation building monks, it's really difficult to fight with you."

Chen Sheng sighed that the monks of the Immortal Sect were powerful, especially the elders, who had a lot of resources, talismans, magic weapons, etc., and there was no shortage of them.

A second-order magic weapon is enough for a foundation building realm monk to smash pots and sell iron, and they all fall together, which is really rich and powerful.

Airplanes.

Chen Sheng didn't use the sword light to shoot it down, but sacrificed the Linglong Bead, hung it in the sky, and lowered the Dao Divine Light to protect his body.

The soft gold rope is almost a set of accurate, but at this time, there is nowhere to start, and it is stopped by Baoguang outside, like a headless fly, playing in circles.

"Go!"

Zhicheng Daoist saw that the Linglong Bead was really extraordinary, and he took out his hand from the storage bag and took out a second-order talisman.

Storm Fire Talisman, the second-order talisman, is the best at tackling tough problems, the effect is outstanding, but it is also expensive, with the family background of the Zhicheng Daoist, it is a little painful to sacrifice like this.

However, in order to kill Chen Sheng, he didn't care anymore.

"Boom"

The fire talisman flew out and stuck to the treasure light, and immediately a small flame was born, expanding rapidly, blooming like a golden pill fire lotus, and suddenly the sky was bright, and the mountain was on fire, and the reflection was soaring to the sky, competing with the scorching sun.

Chen Sheng had a delicate pearl on his head, standing safely, surrounded by the qi of destruction, but the land under his feet was like a divine domain, and it was difficult for external evil to invade.

"What kind of magic weapon is this, I can't attack it."

Zhichengdao's face was full of shock, and at this moment, he realized that the situation was a little out of control.

Chen Sheng's exquisite beads are too strong, and the second-order talisman combined with the second-order magic weapon cannot be broken, and it is almost incomprehensible.

"Qiang"

Chen Sheng drew his sword and killed, the sword light was sharp, it could cut off people's bodies, destroy souls, and what was even more terrifying was the exquisite pearl, which was on his head, and fell down with incomparable divine light, isolating external forces.

Zhicheng Taoist people do not believe in evil, holding a mountain whip, and go to bombard, but they can't help it.

"Poof"

Chen Sheng's sword, straight kill, Zhicheng Taoist can't break the support of Linglong Zhu, but he is rampant, a sword kills, the other party is hit by a sword, and he was almost killed.

"Don't do anything ......"

Zhicheng Daoist was at a loss, flustered, and was already frightened by Linglong Zhu, and suddenly had the idea of escaping.

He is an elder of the Qi Shui Immortal Sect, with a high position and a large number of cultivation resources, so he can't afford to fight with people for the sake of impulse.

"Once the heart is angry, it will be difficult to beat."

Chen Sheng grasped the flaw in the hearts of Zhicheng Dao's people, and slashed down with a sword, grand and tenacious, obviously separated by a distance, but it broke through the shackles of time and space, and killed in an instant.

The sharp edge of the star-slashing sword intent completely skipped the body of the Zhicheng Daoist, and his life withered immediately, and the cause and effect disappeared.

"The master is broken, go quickly......"

Outside the mountain, Liu Fu witnessed the scene of Zhicheng Daoist being killed, and his heart was silent, and he instantly pulled up the reins of the spirit horse, jerked it heavily, and drove the carriage to take the road and gallop away.

"Why do you run so fast and don't kill you."

Chen Sheng smiled, Liu Fu was quite respectful along the way, he didn't plan to kill the killer, but the other party was frightened and couldn't understand this gentleness.

Half an hour later, Chen Sheng came back to Danfeng Mountain, and he could feel that the big stone in the heart of the Qi family patriarch had completely fallen.

He said happily: "Senior, but I have negotiated with that person." ”

Chen Sheng's return shows that he has not abandoned the Qi family.

With such a big guy in charge, no matter how difficult the situation is, he thinks he can get through it.

"I beheaded him, and there will be no danger in your clan in the future."

Chen Sheng briefly said about the matter of becoming a Taoist, and he was already dead behind the scenes, and the catastrophe of the Qi family naturally dissipated.

"Thank you for your kindness."

The patriarch of the Qi family realized that the source of the catastrophe was that there was another kind of spiritual iron ore hidden in the Confession Mine, and the truth that the husband was innocent and guilty was fulfilled in them.

Although Chen Sheng did not say anything about the entanglement of interests, he thought that since Zhicheng Dao had said about the spiritual iron ore, he must have talked about the issue of profit sharing.

But in the end, Zhicheng Daoist was still beheaded.

His good impression of Chen Sheng reached the highest level at once, thinking that this was a true cultivator and a high-ranking person, so he thought of taking refuge.

Long Yuanmu, he offered it with both hands.

In addition, he also gave Chen Sheng fifty percent of the profits of the follow-up spirit iron ore, asking for a reliable shelter.

(End of chapter)