The only thing that can be solved is to exterminate these Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and let the Nine Rivers Ancestor come forward to apologize. But is this possible? Impossible!

Not to mention that Chu Cheng was beside these disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, it would not be possible for the Nine Rivers Ancestor to come forward in person.

The man in Tsing Yi is just a side branch of the royal family, even if he is a descendant, Jiuhe, who is a god cultivator, will not apologize because of a Jindan junior.

In a third-level cultivation hall, Monk Jindan can become a hegemon and stand on his own. Anywhere, it can be regarded as a strong one. But at this point, it was discarded as a piece of garbage.

In the eyes of the Avatar Ancestor, Monk Jindan was still insignificant. No friendship of the gods is useful.

What's more, this Jindan monk is just a waste pile up on the basis of resources.

"That's right. Chu Cheng shook his head, glanced at Mo Tianyi with a smile, and then looked at those soldiers. said: "His death alone saved almost half of you." ”

Sooner or later, the man in Tsing Yi will bring a devastating disaster to Jiuhe.

For example, the disciples of Wanhua Valley this time. If these Wanhua Valley disciples were killed in the battle of life and death, Wanhua Valley would not say anything. It's just that the skills are not as good as others.

But in the area of Jiuhe, and in the city, it shows its identity. is still besieged, and even two female disciples are used as furnace dings. If this is introduced into the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, the Nine Rivers will be in danger.

This is for the sake of prestige, if the Nine Rivers are not destroyed, where will the face of Wanhua Valley be placed in the future? It will definitely be ridiculed by the other two immortal sects.

Therefore, if Mo Tian and others die, Jiuhe will definitely perish.

Even if the Nine Rivers are there. There is also a terrible price to pay.

"The third prince.... Dead..."The soldiers stared blankly at the tower.

"Are they really disciples of Wanhua Valley?" the middle-aged general looked at these purple-clothed monks and was afraid for a while.

"Let's go. Chu Cheng glanced at these soldiers and left the place with everyone.

Time passed, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.

In this one, the Nine Rivers Ancestor ordered to defend the Nine Infant City.

The monks of the Nine Infant City are divided into nine teams. Each team is led by a Primal Monk. There are five Jindan monks and dozens of foundation building monks under his command.

And these nine teams are under the command of Chu Cheng.

Every three teams, every seven days, patrol the sea area to prevent the invasion of sea beasts.

In this month, these nine teams, patrolling in the sea area, only encountered a few third-order sea beasts. It can be said that the wind is calm.

But is it really quiet?

The sea beast had already invaded once, dispatched a seventh-order sea beast, and severely damaged the Nine Rivers Ancestor. On the other hand, they are lurking in a place that everyone doesn't know, staring at the Nine Infant City.

Before the storm, there will be peace.

Everyone was terrified, especially the few teams who went out on patrol, and each time they hung their hearts.

It can allow the monks in the middle stage of the god transformation to escape with serious injuries, and if they encounter them head-on, they will definitely die.

Everyone didn't want to encounter it, and they also wanted to find that seventh-order sea beast as soon as possible and never suffer from it.

On this day, the sun was shining, and the sea was turquoise as far as the eye could see from the city walls. The sea breeze blows, the waves fall on the beach, and a muddy fragrance wafts in, and there is a different smell.

At the moment, on the ramparts, on a deck chair. Lying on the ground was a man in a white robe, with long hair scattered over his shoulders, slightly feminine, giving people a fluttering feeling.

There were two men and a woman standing beside him.

"Senior, should we go to the sea for a walk?" Huang Jiangtao took a feather fan and swept towards the white-robed man.

The white-robed man was Chu Cheng, he smiled, picked up a grape on the side and stuffed it into his mouth.

"If I'm not here, who will carry that seventh-order sea beast attacking Nine Infant City?"

"That's just as well. Huang Jiangtao smiled awkwardly.

After Chu Cheng finished speaking, he closed his eyes. Take a deep breath of fresh air.

This kind of life is really enjoyable, there are Jindan monks to serve on the left and right, and there is a Yuan Ying who can call the seniors.

Chu Cheng was very satisfied with his life for this month, listening to the reports of the three Yuanying Monks every seven days, and then there was nothing to do.

If that's the case for the next two months, everyone will be happy.

After all, he is just a fake avatar, although he can fight the enemy beyond the ranks, but the real strength meets the early stage of the Yuan Infant cultivator, and he doesn't know how many rounds he can last.

"It's Mo Daoyou, if you want to leave here, I can let someone let you leave first. ”

Mo Tianyi shook his head and said, "The juniors want to leave with the seniors." ”

With the company of the Avatar Cultivator, no matter how demonic Liu Feng's talent is, in the face of absolute strength, he does not dare to attack them.

"Well, that's good. Two months later, you will go with me to the kingdom of Daluo. Chu Cheng doesn't care, it's always boring to have a few people to accompany him. Besides, the territory of Daluo is too big, and the total is the size of a hundred Jiuhe Provinces, and it is good to have someone to guide the way.

In the distance, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a green figure appeared in everyone's sight.

"Hey, Jiu Green Girl!" Huang Jiangtao immediately laughed when he saw the person coming.

This woman in green was specially given a message to Chu Cheng, and her cultivation reached the late stage of Jindan.

As soon as Huang Jiangtao saw Jiulu, his eyes lit up.

Jiu Lu ignored Huang Jiangtao, and his body flashed and came to Chu Cheng.

"Senior, Ancestor invites you to come over, and the Divine Cultivator has arrived. ”

"How many Avatar Cultivators are there?" Chu Cheng's eyes opened sharply and he immediately asked.

"Back to my predecessors, there are three great powers who have come to my Jiuhe. Jiulu replied.

"I rub .... Three came in one breath. Chu Cheng's face was slightly pale, and he suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

"Okay! I'll meet with those three fellow Daoists. Chu Cheng stood up. "You stay here and keep an eye on the sea. ”

Under the leadership of Jiulu, he soon came to the campus behind the mansion.

"The seniors, the juniors retired first. Jiulu said respectfully.

"Hmm. ”

Inside are all the power of the gods, Jiu Green is a Jindan monk. Naturally, they are not qualified to enter.

When Chu Cheng walked into the courtyard, he saw Jiuhe Ancestor sitting on a wooden chair talking and laughing with the three of them.

Two men and one woman, one of whom looked less than forty from his countenance, had gray hair that had exhausted his vicissitudes.

The other is an old man who thinks he is wearing a flowered dress, which looks a little nondescript.

And the woman, as elegant as an orchid, was a young woman less than thirty, and her every move exuded a charming charm.

Of course, no one would think that this young woman was only in her thirties, and the monks were almost all antiques of several thousand years old.

"Jiuhe Ancestor!" Chu Cheng walked into the courtyard and saluted with his fists.

For Jiuhe Ancestor, Chu Cheng was still very grateful. Because he had obtained the sword imprint, his comprehension of the sword intent became deeper and deeper.

It can be said that as long as Chu Cheng can successfully cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, the door of the Transformation Realm will be opened.

As for whether to step into the god with sword intent, this depends on Chu Cheng's choice.

The killing power of the sword intent is very strong, and among the many artistic conceptions, there are many stronger than it.

The three incarnate monks heard the voice. They all frowned.

"Jiuhe, is this your junior?" the old man in flower clothes frowned, looking at this little monk of the foundation building realm, a little displeased.