Ruan Hongshen was beaten back again and again by the fist gang and sword qi, and was soon knocked down by Chen Sheng's punch outside the stone tablet.

Chen Sheng floated down on the stone tablet, stared at Ruan Hongshen who was clustered in the billowing black gas below, and sighed: "Ghost cultivation is good at this, life is hard enough, ordinary Jindan monks have been hit by me a few times, even if they don't die, they will lose half their lives, right?"

Ruan Hongshen laughed dryly for a while, slowly levitated up, and was at eye level with Chen Sheng, before he stopped, and said with a smile: "You clearly have spare strength, why do you have to do this?"

Chen Sheng asked rhetorically: "Why don't you completely refine King Chen's natal sword, you should be able to do it with your cultivation." ”

Ruan Hongshen's face was full of disapproval, and he said casually: "A spirit sword that is less than a treasure weapon level is not worth my trouble, not to mention that if I alarm that guy in advance, it will be another trouble for me to think that he has not completely fallen into the muddy cultivation realm." ”

Chen Sheng smiled lightly, what Ruan Hongshen said was seven points true and three points false, it may not be easy to refine a Jindan monk's natal spirit sword, but after Ruan Hongshen came out of the customs, it was actually not difficult, it only took about half an hour, and it could be done silently, only when the soul in the sword was shattered, it would be detected.

As for what he said about being afraid of being discovered by King Chen, it was even more nonsense, in the past few decades, Ruan Hongshen has had time to grind, and use a kind of water grinding to wear out the spirituality of the sword weapon bit by bit.

In fact, Ruan Hongshen did this, but he stopped at the last step, keeping a trace of the avenue for King Chen, and leaving a way for himself to live.

Therefore, whether Chen Sheng used his sword or punch, he always had spare strength, and he deliberately took him out of the village.

Chen Sheng punched out again, since this guy is stubborn and refuses to admit it, it's simple, I, Chen Sheng, will help you admit it, as long as you are willing to admit that you are still a disciple of Zangyue Mountain, then this matter will be simple.

As for those who died tragically in the catastrophe, there will be people on the mountain who will check them one by one, apologize for the vain death, and the future generations will be taken care of by the Tibetan Moon Mountain, and the right qualifications and temperament will have the opportunity to climb the mountain and practice.

Those damn it are even simpler, I, Zangyue Mountain, will not hold future generations accountable, and I can also treat ordinary villagers equally, impartially.

Every time Chen Sheng threw a punch, Ruan Hongshen had a few Sen Sen ghost mist knocked out of his body, only to be swallowed back after a while.

"Have you taken it?" Chen Sheng's martial arts aura in his body flowed perfectly, his feet stood on the stone tablet, and asked in a deep voice.

Ruan Hongshen's body bent slightly, and she chuckled: "If I hadn't seen Xianzun from afar, I'm afraid that I would really regard you as an invincible existence." ”

Chen Sheng's eyes shrank, and he felt that there was a movement in Ruan Hongshen's body.

A piece of the white sword body leaned out, Ruan Hong Shen stroked the long sword that had been with him for many years, and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect that I, you, and I would have to meet again one day." ”

Chen Sheng hesitated for a moment, strode out, looked at the spirit sword that was like one with Ruan Hongshen, and finally understood why he was still able to maintain a trace of clarity.

"This sword weapon mixed with a piece of meditation wood is your natal sword?"

Hearing this, Ruan Hong Shen suddenly raised his head, looked up at Chen Sheng, his eyes wept blood, and roared: "That's right, this sword weapon that can help the monk walk extremely smoothly on the path of cultivation is the foolish guy who forced it to me when I went down the mountain. ”

Chen Sheng was speechless, his eyes glanced at the young man standing with a smile in the middle of the village, and suddenly became distracted.

Ruan Hong stepped forward cautiously, stabbed out a sword with a cruel smile, the killing power was not strong, and it was an extremely neutral Zangyue Mountain swordsmanship.

"If you are really that person, you might as well take a look at my swordsmanship that has been down for many years, is there still a disciple of Zangyue Mountain?"

Chen Sheng really did as he said, and he left a little bit of strength in his shot, and one person and one ghost simply used swordsmanship to fight the enemy.

When King Chen, who was standing in the distance, saw this scene, he was even more relieved, and completely set his eyes on the Gathering Evil Formation, and with a flick of his palm, he quietly imprisoned those castrated and weakened ghost qi and stored them in a magic weapon.

It was the last thing left for him before he sat down and was destined to see him again, and King Chen actually understood that the senior was waiting for today, and he didn't want the two senior brothers who were originally happy on the mountain to really come to this point.

Feeling all this from afar, Ruan Hongshen's face was ugly, and he deliberately became tricky and sinister between his moves, and Chen Sheng also took it together, and occasionally the two swords that were missed fell on his body, which did not cause much damage to his physical body.

In fact, with Chen Sheng's control of his state of mind, he can completely alternate between the virtual and the real, blurring when he is attacked, and condensing when he makes a move.

Chen Sheng smiled and handed out a sword and a punch, his body suddenly turned in a large arc in the air, and his waist drove his legs to kick out heavily, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, and the castration was extremely heavy.

Ruan Hongshen couldn't dodge, his body hurriedly turned into a cloud of black smoke, and the natal sword weapon fell and was copied by Chen Sheng in his hand.

Chen Sheng put away his fist and sword, and said with a smile: "The swordsmanship is sparse, but the meaning is long, and it is a bit chewy. ”

Ruan Hongshen's body slowly condensed, and he had some palpitations, if he hadn't moved in time and was hit twice by three blows, at least half of his ghost body that had taken a lot of effort to build by the Netherworld Division would have been destroyed.

Ruan Hongshen's face was solemn, his mind turned, and he began to look for a way to escape.

Suddenly, I saw a short blade stretched out from the waist of a young man at the entrance of the village, and quickly cut the throat of a person next to him, and blood spilled all over the ground, and then penetrated into the ground at an extremely fast speed, which was extremely weird.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone around him had time to react in the future, the man killed several people in a row before he was punched in the shoulder by Chen Sheng, and when he turned his head, he saw that Ruan Hongshen, who was originally pale, was wrapped in dark red mist at the moment, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"The Netherworld is calculating. Chen Sheng snorted, flew in front of Ruan Hongshen, and tentatively punched out.

Ruan Hong stood still, a cruel smile hung on the corner of her mouth, the expression in her eyes seemed to be a different person, and each of her hands gathered a short blade made of pure ghost qi, which was no different from the one that first appeared in Hongpan's hand.

Chen Sheng's mind suddenly became heavy, it seemed that this matter really had a lot to do with the Ruan family, and he turned around and changed his eyes with the young man.

Chen Sheng stepped into the formation in one step, no longer caring whether the ghost mist that had enveloped Ruan Hongshen's mind was exhausted, and opened the magic weapon gourd wide, absorbing it with the secret method of Hidden Moon Mountain.

In the ranks of several major families behind him, several people gradually revealed their fierce light.

The monk struck, far more powerful than those young men who were just physically stronger, and each of the three families had two foreign Qi Cultivation Eight Stages to worship and make trouble, killing or injuring several family monks on his side, before rushing towards the young Chen Wang who was sitting cross-legged in front of him.

Ruan Pu sneered, and went straight in front of the young man, originally within the formation, his cultivation was the highest, plus some advantages, he could also stop the two who wanted to go forward for a while.

Ruan Pu drank coldly: "Three, don't you plan to give Mr. Chen an explanation?"

The faces of the three masters changed slightly, and they forcibly separated a seventh-stage monk, among which the Zhang family shouted out the old steward before, and the deep meaning was self-evident.

Chen Wang suddenly looked back, smiled at a few people, and said, "Don't be nervous, the real battle situation is still there." ”

Pointing at Ruan Hongshen, whose mind had been eroded by some kind of existence, and Chen Sheng, who had a gloomy face in front of him.

Ruan Hongshen roared in pain, the short blades of his hands flew like picking flowers, extremely undisciplined, and he only wanted to exchange injuries with Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng had been stabbed, so he was more cautious about those two short knives, even with the body he had tempered to such a state, it was a big trouble for the ghost blade to cut through the skin, and the ghost qi in it would invade the body.

Looking at Ruan Hongshen, who had completely lost his mind, Chen Sheng felt heavy, knowing that he should have stopped the black-robed man in the first place.

With a heavy stomp under his feet, Chen Sheng burst out, wrapping his whole body with a thick True Yuan, his fists fell like raindrops, and every time the short knife passed by, Chen Sheng would use his fingertips to make a rune pen and quietly carve a little rune on it.

This kind of trick is actually very vulgar, if Ruan Hongshen still has a little wisdom, he can find out, but this Jindan ghost creature is so completely filled with killing intent, looking at Chen Sheng's gaze is quite terrifying, and there is only one thought in his heart.

Kill!

Not only to kill the guy in front of you, but also to kill the village.

Chen Sheng shook his head, although the strength of his fist could disperse some strange substances that manipulated Ruan Hongshen's consciousness, but it was also like the previous ghost qi, this guy would immediately absorb it into his body, and consume very little.

Between coming and going, Chen Sheng's physical strength and true yuan were draining, but Ruan Hongshen was able to fight more and more bravely.

Chen Sheng looked at this Hidden Moon Mountain disciple and sighed lightly, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Ruan!"

After saying that, Chen Sheng's whole momentum changed suddenly, the momentum on his body began to rise, there was a full moon above his head, and he held a long sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, and suddenly fell, Chen Sheng burst out: "Great Dao Jianhua!"

The sword light flew out, splitting Ruan Hongshen's body in two.

"Whew~" Chen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, driving the secret method to climb to the mid-stage realm of Jindan, which was a little too reluctant for him who had not recovered from his injuries now.

Looking at the center of the black mist, Chen Sheng's eyes flickered, he was worried that Ruan Hongshen would die like this, and he was afraid that the power of that sword was not enough, because now he could not use a stronger one.

The smoke cleared, and Ruan Hongshen's body was split in half and fell to the ground, bursts of black blood flowing from the wound.

Relieved, Chen Sheng laughed in a low voice: "It's not good." ”

Then the operation spell began to gather Ruan Hongshen's soul, and then his face changed suddenly.

I saw that the two halves of the body in front of me slowly emerged with black mist, and then they each condensed into a brand-new Ruan Hongshen, still full of murderous intent.

Chen Sheng rubbed his eyebrows, he had a headache at the moment, although the two Ruan Hongshen in front of him did not have the previous realm, they were also real Jindan realm.

Fortunately, Chen Sheng's secret method has not dissipated at this moment, and the realm is still stable in the middle of Jindan, and the two sword qi split, and he has obtained four more Ruan Hongshen.

Chen Sheng sighed: "How long will it take to cut like this?"

The young man Chen Wangfei came up, handed the treasure gourd to Chen Sheng, and said with a smile: "Change?"

Chen Sheng was stunned, then smiled: "It's okay, I'll go and clean up those few that are easy to deal with." ”

Holding a Qi cultivator in each hand, Chen Sheng snorted coldly, "Say, what position do you hold in the Netherworld, and what are your intentions here?"

The two of them simply activated the violent aura hidden in their bodies, and their bodies exploded in the air, turning into a blood mist in the sky and about to flee to Ruan Hongshen's side.

As a result, Chen Sheng stretched out his hand and pinched it, and then pinched and exploded, completely disappearing into invisibility.

Seeing this, the remaining few even changed their faces greatly, and pounced on Ruan Pu in front of them, not afraid of death.

Chen Sheng flicked his fingers and killed several people, sat cross-legged in front of the formation, and the talisman pen and the excellent talisman paper taken out by the Ruan family appeared in his hand, and began to move.

Seeing this, Ruan Pu suddenly turned around, where did he dare to see the runes flowing on this immortal master's paper.

No one noticed that a rickety figure quietly approached Chen Sheng.

"Die!" shouted in his heart, and the old steward stabbed it out with a short blade, but suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen.

Chen Sheng indifferently put down the old man's body and sneered: "I don't know if you live or die, you are the real damned guy." ”

Chen Sheng could be sure that this person was not a Netherworld Monk, but most of them were bribed, and the short blade in his hand was the same.

The head of the Zhang family hurriedly bowed to the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

If they still had a trace of contempt for this young immortal master before, now they are completely afraid, they can suppress and beat a Jindan ghost thing, and they are even more decisive in killing, such a person is not a decent immortal master like Zangyue Mountain, but it is the evil way, and there are not many people of this age.

Chen Sheng wiped his hands and chuckled: "Work hard, this matter has nothing to do with your Zhang family." ”

When the family master heard the holy decree, he immediately got up and began to urge his own disciple who was originally paddling, and he couldn't wait to exert his full strength.

Chen Sheng glanced at Ruan Pu coldly and said with a smile: "Looking at them, he floated away again." ”

At this moment, Ruan Hongshen was already standing in front of the young man, and Chen Shengdu saw that his scalp was a little numb.

King Chen turned his head and said with a smile, "What should I do?"

Chen Sheng rolled his eyes and said angrily: "It's simple, just use that ghost-breaking formation talisman to kill it together, I'm good at this, the big deal is to spend more dansha." ”

The young man shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "You know this method won't work. ”

Chen Sheng smiled lightly, "Then there is another way, your magic weapon is good, you can include them in it." ”

King Chen's expression moved slightly, and he frowned: "You mean to force the person behind the curtain to come out?"

Chen Sheng gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "That's exactly the reason!"

So the two began to divide the labor, with Chen Sheng standing at the entrance of the village, letting those murderous little ghost cultivators who are now only in the foundation building realm climb up, and they all use their bodies to take over, and most of them are painless attacks.

King Chen sat cross-legged on the side, using the little remaining True Yuan in his body to urge the magic weapon, and a large area of the ground was quickly vacated.

Finally, just as the last Ruan Hongshen was about to be sucked into the gourd, a vicissitudes of life voice sounded: "What a ruthless Zangyue Mountain, even his own disciples are so ruthless!"

Chen Sheng clasped his hands into fists, and finally forced this old guy out.

Lowering his head slightly, Chen Sheng smiled lightly: "Long time no see!"

The face of the last "Ruan Hongshen" now is the black-robed old man who was killed by Chen Sheng's hammer and sank to the bottom of the pool, the envoy of the Netherworld.

The old man snorted coldly and said in a cruel voice: "Originally, the old man only needed to separate a wisp of remnant soul, and he could slowly erode Ruan Hongshen's mind, and finally occupy the Jindan ghost cultivation clone. ”

Speaking of this, the old man stared at Chen Sheng, and said in a resentful tone: "If it weren't for you, why would I bet on my entire divine soul to take away a Jindan ghost body that has not yet been fully formed." ”

What the old man didn't say was that if he could condense Ruan Hongshen's ghost body to the apex, then the bottleneck of his realm for many years might not have a chance to loosen up so much, once he successfully broke the mirror, he would no longer be a low-level envoy, and he would not have to find a way to practice by himself.

Chen Sheng clasped his arms around his arms and sneered: "What the seniors mean, if I hammer you again, will I be able to let that Ruan Hongshen completely get rid of the shackles once and for all?"

The old man sneered, "You think very well, now that I am in harmony with him, I am almost about to be hooked up, if you really kill me, then even if Ruan Hongshen is not dead, the best result is to end up with a mental cripple." ”

Chen Sheng rubbed his chin, as if in deep thought, and suddenly turned his head and asked, "Senior Brother Chen, do you know what remedies are available in the door?"

The young man shook his head, the library of Zangyue Mountain was almost completely open, and he had never seen such a method in the mountain for decades, which was enough to show that this method of stripping away the divine soul was almost non-existent.

Seeing the two of them like this, the old man was even more determined that they didn't dare to do anything to him, so he laughed and said: "How about this, you can't kill me anyway, the old man sells his favor, I can release that kid's soul." ”

Chen Sheng turned his head, and the old man continued: "However, the two of you have to promise to send me out of the Hidden Moon Mountain Realm, and they will not send people to chase after me, and when the old man arrives in a safe place, he will naturally put Ruan Hongshen's soul back, how about it?"

Chen Sheng sneered, "Are you taking us for fools, or do you really not take my Zangyue Mountain in your eyes?"

The old man pondered for a moment, and then said, "At least you have to promise that you won't hunt me down yourself." ”

Everyone present, as long as Chen Sheng doesn't make a move, the old man is 100% sure of escaping, even if he cultivates his body with the help of ghosts that do not belong to him.

Unexpectedly, Chen Sheng shook his head again, "It's better to do this, you first strip out the divine soul, and then follow me to Zangyue Mountain, tell me all the secrets of the Netherworld Division that you know, I can be the master to protect your life, and even allow you to practice in Zangyue Mountain." ”

Before the old man could speak, the young King Chen said angrily: "No! Zangyue Mountain is such a sacred place, how can it tolerate this evil demon's outer path?"

Chen Sheng smiled bitterly, and said in his heart that when he set up the Great Array of Ascending Immortals and crossed the Heavenly Tribulation, there were many evil monks present, and two evil Dao God Stage monks died tragically under the heavenly thunder together.

Therefore, Chen Sheng did not have too much prejudice in the face of evil monks, and even tolerated far more than any sect.

Chen Sheng's gaze fell on the old man, and he asked softly, "What do you think?"

The old man grinned and said with a cruel smile: "Dare to ask Immortal Venerable, is it easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down?"

Chen Sheng nodded, "That's natural, my Tibetan Moon Mountain disciple's cultivation has always been like this, there are no exceptions." ”

The old man pondered for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile, and then turned into a ghostly light and fled.