"Elder Wen, why are you here?"

Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi with a puzzled expression.

"I'm here with the Soul Eater!" Wen Renshi said.

"It's down there?"

"That's right!"

"Okay, let's set up a formation and catch it!" Chen Daoming said.

"No, it's still running!"

After hearing that Renshi finished speaking, he ran forward.

"Elder Wen, there's no road over there!"

"Let's go, follow along!"

Everyone followed behind Wenren Stone and ran quickly.

Coming to a rock wall, everyone stopped.

"The Soul Eater has drilled through?" Chen Daoming asked.

"Shh

Wen Renshi made a silent gesture, lowered his head, and listened with his ears pricked.

After a moment, he lowered his voice, looked at the crowd, and whispered, "There seems to be something down there that attracts it, and it wants to hunt!"

"Hunting, Elder Wen, what can attract Soul Eaters?"

"What else could there be but the soul!"

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, and there was a hint of jealousy on their faces.

"What the hell is down here?" asked Chen Daoming.

"Probably some kind of remnant soul!" Wen Renshi said.

That's just the end of the story.

"Buzz ......"

The ground shook and shook violently.

"Click......"

The rock wall in front of it is cracked one after another.

Followed by.

"Bang ......"

The rock wall burst straight open, like a bomb, and hit everyone.

"Bang ......"

Like a kite with a broken string, the crowd flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

Many of them with low strength were scarred and vomited blood.

Struggling to get up, he looked up at the scene in front of him, and his pupils contracted.

In front of them, there was an incomparably huge karst cave.

In the middle of the cave, a statue stands horizontally in front of everyone.

The statue is so large that it is a kilometer high.

Below the statue, a group of immortal cultivators fell to the ground, screaming miserably.

At the foot of the statue, there is a piece of five-spirit fairy gold like a hill that strongly stimulates everyone's eyes.

"Five Spirit Immortal Gold?"

Xiang Shichen couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Don't move, it's weird!"

With a loud shout, Xiang Shichen woke up.

Chen Daoming stood up, and after glancing at Wen Renshi and Mu Bing, he took the two of them and walked towards the cave.

His eyes swept around, and he didn't dare to be careless.

"Ouch, it hurts me!"

"Which one killed a thousand knives, it's not firm at all!"

Su Yiling struggled and cried out in pain from time to time.

With a sweep of his eyes, he happened to see Chen Daoming and others.

"Chen Mengzhuan!?"

She turned into a rapid and quickly ran towards Chen Daoming.

"Elder Su, why are you here?"

Chen Daoming and the others were also stunned.

"This!"

Su Yiling took out a statue with a broken arm and handed it to Chen Daoming, "Gongzi sent me to send this over!"

"This?"

Chen Daoming held the broken arm and looked left and right, looking puzzled.

"What about the Luo League Master?" asked Chen Daoming.

"Shizun has gone to find the old man of Jiuyou, and he won't be able to come back for a while!" Su Yiling said.

"Then who are you?" asked Chen Daoming.

"This is the ...... I went to Childe's"

Su Yiling said about the situation of choosing this arm.

Chen Daoming held this arm and frowned secretly.

Why did Childe send such an arm?

Is it for me to cut off my own arm?

In order to better cultivate the Dao of the Dao?

No, it's more flexible to have arms.

Sword Immortal breaks off an arm, which will not affect the coordination of the body.

In this way, is it to let Lao Wen cut off his own arm?

Thinking so, Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi, his eyes staring directly at his arm.

"Master Chen, why are you looking at me like this?"

Wen Renshi's face was stunned.

"Childe asked you to cut off your arm, you can do it!"

As soon as these words came out.

"Boom!"

Like thunder crashing on the top of a stone.

He stood there dumbfounded, full of disbelief.

"Master Chen, what do you want to say about this?" Wen Renshi asked.

"What does it mean that Childe sent a broken arm? Doesn't it mean that we have to cut off an arm?" Chen Daoming said.

Several people nodded in unison.

"However, why is it the old man? not you, the leader of the Chen League?" Wen Renshi asked.

"It's very simple, I learn the way of the knife, I need to hold the knife with both hands, and the explosive power is strong!

"And you, the sword you learned, with a sword in one hand, is completely enough, as for Elder Mu and Elder Su, are you willing to let them cut off their own arms?"

"Would Childe like to see their arms broken?"

Chen Daoming's words were speechless.

Wen Renshi took out the fairy sword, his hands trembling.

"Since it is the child's request, the old man will not say that he will break his arm, even if he breaks his head, he will never frown!"

After speaking, Wen Renshi picked up the long sword and looked at Chen Daoming, "Break that arm?"

Chen Daoming picked up the broken arm and looked at it, frowning slightly, "This looks like a left arm, it should be for you to break your left arm!"

"Good!"

The sword fell.

"...... Uproar"

Blood splattered and his arm fell to the ground.

"Ah......h

Su Yiling let out a scream and turned her head.

Mu Bing also frowned slightly, not daring to look.

Hearing the man, he invoked the immortal power to stop the injury.

During the whole process, he didn't say a word.

"My arm is broken, what should I do now?" Wen Renshi said.

"Look!"

Chen Daoming pointed at Wen Renshi's broken arm and exclaimed.

Everyone squinted, and their pupils contracted.

I saw that the broken arm of the Wenren stone turned into wisps of blood, forming a blood line, flying into the statue's mouth and disappearing.

"It's devouring qi and blood, this ...... This is not a statue, I'm afraid it's a certain Demon Ancestor!" Chen Daoming said.

"What?"

Several people's scalps exploded, and their faces changed slightly.

Wen Renshi's face was full of excitement and nodded secretly.

"Childe, you are really clever, let the old man cut off his arm, just to lure out the demons!"

"I'm coming!"

After speaking, Wen Renshi rose to the sky, picked up the fairy sword in his right hand, poured the power on his body into it, aimed at the statue's head, and slashed it with a sword.

"Buzz ......"

The air roared, and the waves shook.

An arc-shaped sword aura, with the momentum of tearing everything, hurried away.

Seeing it, he was about to cut off the statue's head.

Then.

"Buzz ......"

The air in front of the sword qi suddenly shook up layers of ripples.

An old man dressed in a bloody robe and holding a staff in his hand emerged from the ripples.

Hold out your staff and point forward.

"Buzz ......"

The air shook, and a white light directly hit the sword qi.

"Boom ......"

There was a loud bang.

The old man in the blood robe and the Wenren stone body stepped straight back, and after standing, the faces of the two were full of fear.

"That's the Demon Pharaoh!"

At this moment, an exclamation sounded.

When the immortal cultivators below saw it, their faces changed drastically.

hugged each other and stepped back.

Huddled in the corner, shivering.

"This little guy is a bit strong!"

"Old five, come and help the old man!"

The blood-robed old man shouted.

"Yes, Third Brother!"

An old woman in a bloody robe appeared behind Wenren Shi.

The two of them went one after the other, and surrounded the Wenren Stone.

The crowd had not yet woken up from their astonishment.

Then.

"Whew!whew!"

Three rings in a row.

Three figures, surrounded in three directions of the statue, coldly glanced at the people below.

Especially the thin old man, the eyes that couldn't be turned were staring directly at Su Yiling.

"You two, kill them and resurrect the Ancestor!"

"The old man is going to meet that little doll!"

"Yes, Grand Pharaoh!"

After the two finished speaking, they waved the staff in their hands.

......