"Lord Wuzun?" Seeing that the lord of this Fang City didn't say a word and just looked like he was in a daze, looking like he was full of worries, Xiao Chuan was also a little uncertain, and couldn't help but remind.

"Boy, these ten million soul pills were all obtained by yourself?" The old man of Wuzun, who came back to his senses, stared at Xiao Chuan and asked eagerly.

Although I don't know why this Lord Wuzun asked this question, Xiao Chuan still replied respectfully and truthfully: "Back to my predecessors, this more than 10 million Dan Yin Soul Ghost Power is indeed obtained by the disciple himself, and there is absolutely no falsehood!"

"That's true!" Wu Zun muttered to himself thoughtfully, and then suddenly jumped up and attacked Xiao Chuan with his bare hands.

"Senior, wait, I don't know what mistake the disciple made that makes you so angry?" Xiao Chuan didn't know what kind of madness this great monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant was going to be, so he actually started to move for no reason, so he had to dodge while shouting eagerly.

Although facing the Great Monk of the Yuan Infant Stage, Xiao Chuan was not willing to be caught like this, and as soon as his mind moved, a purple-black and regularly pulsating fetal bag appeared in his hand, and this very strange object was the only magic weapon that Xiao Chuan could rely on now.

Since devouring a large number of the Yin Soul Ghost Power contained in the body of the Golden Retriever Zombie in the Underworld Passage, this Ten Thousand Poisonous Violet Smoke has actually given birth to a trace of soul breath, which seems to be more and more ethereal and mysterious, and then it has become the appearance of this fetal bag, so that Xiao Chuan himself is a little unsure whether this Ten Thousand Poisonous Violet Smoke is still a magic weapon or a life that is being conceived.

Fortunately, the shape of this Ten Thousand Poisonous Violet Smoke did not prevent it from transforming into the appearance of one hundred and twenty-eight Ten Thousand Poisonous Little Pigs, and it did not affect the aura to urge and drive, so Xiao Chuan temporarily dispelled his doubts and still regarded this Ten Thousand Poisonous Little Pig as a life-saving straw in his moment of crisis.

But this time, before the ten thousand poisonous violet smoke could transform into shape, Wu Zun's attack was already close at hand, but fortunately, after killing thousands of zombie ghosts with his bare hands, Xiao Chuan's skills were already very agile, and he automatically reacted with his physical instinct alone, narrowly avoiding Wu Zun's menacing punch.

"The situation is a little wrong! This Wuzun is going to test me!" flashed Wuzun's punch, Xiao Chuan suddenly remembered the slap that this great monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant had just slapped on the back of his head, judging from the situation that day, if this Wuzun Lord used all his strength, he would have no room to dodge.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chuan quietly took the Ten Thousand Poisonous Violet Smoke back into his arms, and fought with this martial artist with only a pair of fleshy palms.

After a few rounds, Xiao Chuan was even more convinced that this old man of Wuzun just wanted to try his skills, and he should have no killing intent towards himself, otherwise he would definitely not be his enemy, and I am afraid that he would already be in a different place.

In this way, Xiao Chuan was completely relieved, and unreservedly displayed all the skills he had refined in the underworld passage, not only jumping up and down between the opponent's fists and feet, flashing and moving with ease, but also began to wait for an opportunity to swing an iron fist to fight back.

It's just that as Xiao Chuan gradually let go of his hands and feet, this Lord Wuzun also used a little more strength, always just suppressed Xiao Chuan, forcing Xiao Chuan to continue to exert his potential until he fully displayed his strength.

Between the two of them, you come and go, Xiao Chuan also saw the true meaning of martial arts from Wu Zun, the Yuanying Great Monk, and raised his hands and feet, and only then did he realize that the attack methods that he was proud of when hunting the golden retriever zombie were simply not worth mentioning, compared with every action of Wu Zun that was not fancy, but was secretly in line with the way of heaven everywhere, it was as rough and low-level as a rogue fight, and it was really not elegant.

It's a pity that before Xiao Chuan could comprehend a little bit of his skin, Wu Zun had already tested all of Xiao Chuan's strength, and used the unique supernatural power of the Yuan Infant Great Monk to teleport, and instantly returned to the high platform and wide chair in a flash, which made Xiao Chuan feel extremely sorry.

"The best earth spirit root is quite ordinary, but the aura is mixed with the breath of gold and water, but it can still complement each other, it seems that there are some extraordinary circumstances! I have not practiced the exercises of refining the body, but the physical body is extremely strong, but the exercises of this fist and foot are too bad, and it can be used to deal with the ghosts and ghosts! Overall, it is quite a good qualification, and there are some chances, but if it is always a bit exaggerated, at least this young man is not as strong as I was back then, alas" Wu Zun seemed to have feelings for Xiao Chuan, but he seemed to be talking to himself.

However, this Wu Zun was able to tell his details in just a few rounds, which still shocked Xiao Chuan, after all, some of his secrets were not easily seen in front of the middle and late stage of the Yuan Infant Great Cultivator, and Wu Zun's insight in the early stage of the Yuan Infant was obviously very good.

As for Wu Zun's disdain for his fist and foot kung fu, Xiao Chuan was even more convinced, after seeing the skills of this great monk of the Yuan Infant Stage who entered the Tao with martial arts, Xiao Chuan's confidence in his fighting skills has been completely destroyed.

But then again, Xiao Chuan is actually not a physical cultivator who pursues a strong body and advocates martial arts, but because of the current situation, he can't rely on the strong body that was re-established after two breaks, and he has done physical cultivation for several years and a half, but this hidden martial artist is unknown.

And in the case that Xiao Chuan put away the Ten Thousand Poison Violet Smoke in time and did not use any spells, Wu Zun could never have imagined that an ordinary monk would have such attainments in martial arts, so it was natural to regard Xiao Chuan as a body refining cultivator who entered the Dao with martial arts like him.

"Could this young man who doesn't look so remarkable really be a cultivator who is expected to achieve the Great Dao? I think back then, I was not also a genius who was pinned on by the whole sect, and even more popular, but at the end of the year, I was still trapped in the early days of the Yuan Infant for many years, and I was reduced to this step. If this young man really has such an achievement, I wonder if this will become a turning point for me to come to an end?" For a while, all kinds of distracting thoughts were in Wu Zun's heart, and his face was cloudy.

Xiao Chuan saw that Lord Wuzun's eyes were like torches, staring at himself and not knowing what he was thinking, he had no choice but to raise the red identity token in his hand above his head again, and said loudly: "Lord Wuzun, the disciple wants to be promoted to the orange identity token!"

Wu Zun glanced at Xiao Chuan expressionlessly, but he didn't say a word, just waved his hand and summoned a jet-black big seal with an unknown material of haze and ghost qi in the air, and it quickly rotated and coiled around Xiao Chuan's head.

And Xiao Chuan immediately felt that the ghost power in the red identity token in his hand seemed to have been strongly summoned by the mother, and began to irresistibly detach from his body.