Of course, among these monks who rushed here, there were many people who wanted to take advantage of the fisherman, in addition to the monks of the sect, there were naturally casual cultivators!

As the aura in his divine consciousness increased, Chen Xuan took the opportunity to glance around and saw that some monks with different cultivation and different disciple costumes on their bodies rushed over from different directions.

Seeing this situation, Chen Xuan secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, he was now the one who was rewarded, almost everyone had seen his portrait, if only the five Yuan Babies in front of him could still deal with it, once there were more, then I am afraid that he would only have a dead end.

As a result, I saw that Chen Xuan had unleashed all his mana almost instantly, and all kinds of moves came out one after another, killing Le Zheng Zixuan in front of him.

A trace of panic flashed on Le Zheng Zixuan's face, but after he saw the figures around him, he gritted his teeth and directly added spiritual power and shouted

"Fellow Daoists, this person is Chen Xuan who offered a reward of 200,000 spirit stones! The reward order of the Purple Sky Gate clearly stipulates that if anyone kills him and brings back the corpse as evidence, then the 200,000 spirit stones will belong to whoever they want!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, whether it was a sect monk or a loose cultivator who rushed over, all eyes were cast towards Chen Xuan, and when they saw that his face was really like the portrait, there were sparks in their eyes, what they saw was not Chen Xuan, but 200,000 spirit stones!

Feeling the killing intent thrown around him, Chen Xuan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly shot out the spell, and then took out the Cloud Talisman to urge, and the whole person instantly turned into a ray of light and flew away into the distance.

This move was naturally seen by Le Zheng Zixuan, and he skillfully dodged these spells and shouted again

"Everyone, don't let Chen Xuan run away! That's 200,000 spirit stones!"

Hearing this, all the monks looked sideways and chased towards the white light, some of them used the Cloud Stepping Talisman, and some directly urged the magic weapon to fly to the extreme.

Le Zhengzi Xuan stood in the void, holding a folding fan in his hand, and said with a sinister smile on his face

"Chen Xuan, I see where you're running today!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw him glance down at the Lezheng family below, and ordered with a wave of his hand

"Let's go, follow me to hunt down Chen Xuan!"

"Yes!"

The monks of the Le Zheng family responded one after another, and then they all cast their own spells, flying closely behind Le Zhengzixuan, following the many sect monks and scattered cultivators in the Xiyin Mountain Range, and quickly followed closely behind.

Yang Qing, Wei Nanfeng, and Zheng Huaidan had already evacuated, and before that, Yang Qing had informed Chen Xuan through transmission that the direction they were running in was south.

And Chen Xuan now planned to run west with many monks chasing him, after all, it was impossible for him to involve Yang Qing and the others who had already escaped.

In this way, after crossing many mountains and forests, Chen Xuan was blocked by many monks in front of him and fled to the edge of an abyss.

Looking down from above, there is no bottom, and on the other side of this abyss, many monks have long been chasing and intercepting them, and a rough estimate is that there are probably hundreds of Yuan Infant monks.

As for the people chasing behind him, there are even more numerous, with different cultivations, and there are even Purple Mansion Stage monks!

Seeing that there was no way, Chen Xuan had no choice but to jump towards the abyss, how to say, when he stood on top of the abyss, he felt a very strange spiritual power fluctuation coming from this abyss, as if he was pulling the person above down.

As soon as he jumped into the abyss, Chen Xuan immediately urged the Killing Sword to move, and then stepped on the Killing Sword himself, and slowly landed down.

Above, among the thousands of monks who chased to the abyss, their cultivation was different, ranging from the foundation building period to the out-of-body period, and the monks of the sect had scattered cultivation of everything, and now everyone gathered together, all staying above this abyss.

Le Zheng Zixuan also chased here, he saw this bottomless abyss, and his heart beat faster for a while, what was even more strange was that under this abyss, there were spiritual power fluctuations holding them again, as if he was shouting them to go down quickly.

At this moment, an old man in the out-of-body period stepped forward, he glanced at the crowd, and said

"Ladies and gentlemen, does anyone dare to risk their lives to chase down and see?"

As soon as these words came out, many of the monks present shook their heads, and some even subconsciously retreated.

Le Zheng Zixuan thought for a while, turned around and glanced at his guards and some of the Le Zheng family's children with his eyes.

He definitely wouldn't let the children of the Le Zheng family go down to take risks, but let the last of the Yuan Infant Guards jump.

Seeing someone go down, the other monks looked at him expectantly.

As soon as the guard of the Lezheng family jumped down, he mobilized his spiritual power to slow down, and slowly fell down like a leaf.

Because of his delay, Chen Xuan was now about to fall to the bottom.

Feeling the strange fluctuation of spiritual power, Chen Xuan urged the Killing Sword to slowly approach it.

I don't know how long it has been, Chen Xuan followed the strange spiritual power fluctuation and came to the bottom of this abyss, where it was pitch black, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Chen Xuan had no choice but to make a magic decision and make a little flame to illuminate the surroundings.

Then he continued to follow the fluctuations of spiritual power, because there was a fire illumination, so the surrounding environment below was also slowly clear.

I saw some swords and other weapons stuck in the ground, in addition to the many corpses, the quiet needle drop here could be heard, except for the sound left by Chen Xuan's walking, there was no living thing.

As he walked and looked around, Chen Xuan saw a broken statue standing here with a sword in his hand, its body covered with cobwebs, and there were many corpses underneath, everything around it looked like a sect.

This thought appeared in his heart, and Chen Xuan's face suddenly felt a little happy, could it be that he had discovered a sect ruin by mistake?

Sweeping the surroundings with his divine sense, Chen Xuan cast more flames to illuminate the place, and after seeing it clearly, he was more sure of the thoughts in his heart.

I saw that these buildings had all collapsed and turned into ruins, and among these ruins, spider webs and other things could be seen everywhere, as well as corpses, and some magic weapons that had long been broken were scattered everywhere, discarded at will, and none of them were good.

And the place that exuded spiritual power fluctuations, Chen Xuan naturally saw it, it was from a dilapidated palace.

He strolled towards the palace, and when he entered, he saw that in the midst of the ruined palace there was a chair made of stone, sitting on the central staircase, like a throne.

There was still a person sitting on this chair, and the strange thing was that everything around told Chen Xuan that this relic had been there for a long time, but the person on this chair was intact, as sacred and inviolable as a god!