"Haha, it's so lively!" suddenly, a voice came from a distance.

I saw a man in the distance, among the mountains and ravines, and a man appeared, stepping on his sword. Not far from Wu Chen and the others, they were suspended in mid-air.

When Chi Haoran and the Moon Stepping Holy Son saw the man stepping on the sword, their brows furrowed slightly, and they withdrew their attacks, both of them looked sideways at the man, silent.

The man was ordinary-looking, with broad eyebrows and thick yellow skin, but he gave people a sense of oppression.

"Why do the two Taoist friends have to be like this, isn't it good for everyone to be harmonious, the monks below are all innocent!" the man shook his head with a smile and persuaded the two.

"Hmph," the Moon Stepping Saint snorted coldly, ignoring the man, turning into a ray of light and disappearing into the black hole.

And the man who came with the sword, looking at Chi Haoran, clenched his fists slightly, smiled, and followed into the ancient space.

Looking at Chi Haoran, whose face was cloudy, Wu Chen asked suspiciously, "Brother Chi, do you have a grudge against the Moon Stepping Saint Son?"

Chi Haoran came back to his senses, grinned, and scratched his head, "It's nothing, it's just a piece of grass that robbed him!"

"What!" Wu Chen stared at Chi Haoran with a strange expression, it seems that this Chi brother is also a ruthless person.

"Don't look at me like this, everything in the world, those who have the ability can get it, it is the moon saint who holds a grudge. Chi Haoran said, spitting at the mouth, extremely angry.

"As for the man who stepped on the sword just now, he is the Son of Benlei, and his heart is not bad, but... Alas, let's get into the space quickly!"

Chi Haoran seemed to be hiding something, and after speaking, he stepped into the ancient space first. Seeing this, Wu Chen glanced sideways at Ruoxi beside him, and sighed, "Let's go!"

Holding the beauty, the two stepped into the black hole, only to feel that it was dark in front of them.

Ancient space, vast.

A certain riverside, surrounded by green hills on both sides. On the river, a black pong, no one ferries, roaming freely. At this moment, the drizzle is rippling in circles on the river.

The ancient battlefield, listening to the name, seems depressed, but everything here is incompatible with the name.

A figure appeared in the sky above the river, the figure was dressed in white, and the spiritual power turned into a transparent dome, covering the body, and a little drizzle slipped from the spiritual power cover.

The man's sword eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes looked at the river, he fell into deep thought, and his left wrist was still wrapped with a blood-stained handkerchief, this person was Wu Chen.

At this moment, there was no trace of Ruoxi beside him.

"It seems that when you enter this space, you will teleport at will. Wu Chen sighed secretly, and was also a little worried, not knowing where Ruoxi would teleport to, and whether there was any danger.

The connection between the life lines was abruptly interrupted after entering the space. In the past, there was a life-pattern connection, but you could know how far away Ruoxi was from herself. And now in this ancient battlefield, it is out of order, or Ruoxi has been teleported to a special place!

The sound of the life pattern transmission still did not receive a response from Ruoxi.

Looking at the Upong in the river, the car calligraphy walked lightly and came to the Upong boat. Wu Chen looked at the vast river and suddenly became dazed. If Xi can't find it, and Chi Haoran doesn't know where he is, it seems that the plan can't be implemented for the time being.

In this situation, Wu Chen's mind suddenly recalled the picture of his acquaintance with Hua Lun, which was also by the river.

Take out a bottle from the storage ring and then the flask. Pour the ancient bottle full of spiritual wine, raise a glass, and pay respects to the riverside.

This ancient bottle of spiritual wine is the contents of the storage bag of Kuishan, in addition, there are bronze ancient bells, many spiritual materials, broken baby pills, mortal vessels, and two ancient books.

One of them is the corpse puppet technique, which records the refining and advanced methods of this corpse puppet.

When the corpse puppet was removed, Wu Chen called it cruel. This technique is made of ancient materials from living people, and first extracts people's souls and destroys their sanity. Then the ancient materials are smelted with the human body, and finally the corpse puppet mark is marked in the soul, crushed, and integrated into all parts of the body.

The stronger the corpse before its death, the higher the level of refining, and the advancement of the corpse puppet requires the power of thunder to temper.

Corpse puppets are divided into mortal level, silver level, gold level, red mang level, and Tianxuan level. Mortal-level corpse puppet materials are easy to find, and they can also be advanced to the pseudo-silver level through thunder, but the materials after the silver level are difficult to find, and they are all rare ancient materials.

The corpse puppets after the silver level maintain the original strength of the refining body, which can be described as incomparable.

The more he learned about the corpse puppet, Wu Chen was terrified at the same time, but also a little excited, with the corpse puppet, wouldn't there be a group of loyal followers?

And another ancient book, which is a miscellaneous talk of the ancients, has a nonsense about boiling soup with people and cooking animals and immortals. After taking a look, Wu Chen threw it in the corner of the storage ring and left it alone.

At this moment, in the light rain, the bow of the Upong boat. The man in white stood and raised his glass, saluted the river, and raised his head to drink alone.

"Brother Hua, I'm sorry for you. For so long, there is still no news of Yun'er. Two cloudy tears fell, and the drizzle moistened his long hair.

Wu Chen remained motionless and stood in the wind and rain for a long time.

"Truly, you continue to escape!

In the middle of the river, Wu Chen at the bow of Wupeng was disturbed by this rough voice and was very displeased.

Looking back at the distant shore, I saw a woman covered in blood, with her back to the river, slowly retreating. And in front of her, two big men in the late stage of Gathering Spirits, holding long knives in their hands, laughed loudly, and walked step by step.

Shaking his head, Wu Chen didn't plan to participate. Just as she was about to turn back, suddenly the woman turned her head, jumped suddenly, and jumped towards the cold river.

And at this moment, Wu Chen was stunned, his mouth open, his eyes widened, "Yun'er?"

With a footstep, he turned into an afterimage and quickly walked towards the shore. Holding Hua Yun'er who is about to fall into the river, she taps the water with her toes and comes to the shore.

Looking at Hua Yun'er, who was covered in scars, Wu Chen's face became gloomy. Turning around slowly, without words, he took a step and came to the two of them in an instant. Without using spiritual power, two fists slammed into the heads of the two. Like a boulder hitting a watermelon, the skull shattered.

The two big men didn't even have time to react, only to see a black shadow attack, and they were already dead.

At the moment when Wu Chen rescued Hua Yun'er, her eyes froze, and she was a little stunned when she saw Wu Chen kill the two of them in seconds.

"Yun'er," to solve the two of them lightly, Wu Chen turned around and ran towards Hua Yun'er with great joy. Just when Wu Chen came to her side and was about to hug Hua Yun'er, there was a soft sound.

The joy on Wu Chen's face slowly solidified, and he looked at the old man in front of him incredulously. I saw Hua Yun'er holding a short sword and piercing Wu Chen's chest.

"Why!" The corners of his mouth were bleeding, Wu Chen's eyes were full of confusion, he didn't know why, the old man would be like this.

Boom, Hua Yun'er used her spiritual power and slammed her palm on Wu Chen's body, knocking him away and smashing him on the ground not far away. If Wu Chen used the battle body technique, he would not be afraid of this low-level sword, but Wu Chen would not have imagined that Hua Yun'er would kill him.

At this moment, blood spurted out of Wu Chen's chest, and he forgot to stop the wound from bleeding, and yelled at Hua Yun'er blankly, "Why!"

"Why?, haha," Hua Yun'er looked at Wu Chen on the ground, two lines of tears fell, and her delicate body trembled slightly with laughter. Gritting his teeth, his eyes showed a fierce light, "The sky has eyes, you thief, kill my grandfather, and now I have finally taken revenge!"

As she spoke, Hua Yun'er carried a short sword and walked towards Wu Chen step by step. On the short sword, drops of blood that seemed to be light purple dripped from the tip of the sword, and every drop hit Wu Chen's heart.

"Kill your grandfather?" Wu Chen turned his senses, and under the powerful repair ability, the wound had slowly healed.

And at this moment, Hua Yun'er had already come to his side, her beautiful little face was full of hideousness, she squatted down and stared at Wu Chen, and roared: "Go die!"

The tip of the sword stabbed at the center of Wu Chen's eyebrows.

Suddenly, Wu Chen suddenly raised his hand, pressed his index finger on Hua Yun'er's head, and her movements stopped abruptly.

Sealing Hua Yun'er's body, Wu Chen's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know who made Hua Yun'er lose her mind.

A trace of mental power drilled into Hua Yun'er's divine sea, looking at the hatred in front of him, staring at his soul, and finally Wu Chen retreated.

Forcibly searching for memories like this would hurt her soul. And in Hua Yun'er's soul, Wu Chen in the Mind Power Realm also saw some clues, someone erased some of Hua Yun'er's memories, making her soul a little dim. If she searched again, would it cause her to be dissipated, Wu Chen didn't dare to bet.

"Let go of me, you whore!" Hua Yun'er's eyes were full of anger, and she scolded Wu Chen.

With a bitter face, Wu Chen got up and muttered to Hua Yun'er, who seemed to want to struggle: "I didn't kill your grandfather, but I am your grandfather!"

"I," as soon as Wu Chen's words fell, Hua Yun'er scolded, "You thief, first killed my grandfather, and then wanted to defile me, but fortunately, the master appeared and saved me." And now thou bastard, thou shit, thou hast humiliated me. If you want to kill, you will kill, it is my Hua Yun'er who is incompetent and can't take revenge!" As she spoke, Hua Yun'er's beautiful eyes closed and she didn't say anything more.

Listening to her scolding so ugly, Wu Chen's face was ugly, what a lewd thief, this doesn't fit me!

Then he shook his head lightly and sighed, "Your master is from the Hehuan Sect, right?"

"What's the matter!" Hua Yun'er opened her eyes and glared at Wu Chen, like a tigress.

Yang Tian sighed, already knowing that Hua Yun'er was erased by the people of the Hehuan Sect, he lowered his head, and said to Hua Yun'er with clear eyes: "Your master is the one who killed your grandfather, and I am your grandfather's old friend!"

"Hmph, it's nonsense, the master treats me well, pass on my cultivation skills, how can I believe your nonsense!"

Alas, seeing this Hua Yun'er who was poured with ecstasy soup, Wu Chen was full of helplessness, and only sealed her inner mansion so that she could act. And Hua Yun'er, who was just able to act, didn't say a word, raised her sword and stabbed Wu Chen again.

"Hmph, your niece, you are so disobedient, you don't have the heart to respect the elderly!" Wu Chen was also angry, snatched the short sword from Hua Yun'er's hand, wrenched it with both hands, broke the short sword, and threw it on the ground.

As for her storage bag, she didn't collect it, and she couldn't take it out anymore because her spiritual power was sealed.

Wu Chen stared at Hua Yun'er and scolded loudly, "If you don't bother anymore, I'll take off your clothes!"

staring at the wide-eyed, coupled with the angry Wu Chen, Hua Yun'er was frightened, and hurriedly hugged her shoulders, full of fear, afraid that this lewd thief would violate her.

Seeing that this trick was useful, Wu Chen sighed and said, "You came here alone, where is your master?"

Hua Yun'er was timid and weak, and said in a low voice: "The master said that I reached the neck bottle, let me come out to practice, and said that in this way I can quickly enter the Dan stage!"

Looking at the weak and pitiful Hua Yun'er, with tears in her eyes, Wu Chen couldn't bear it. I was also shocked to think that Hua Yun'er would reach the late stage of gathering spirits so quickly.

Chi Haoran told him that after the disciples of the Hehuan Sect reached the knot dan, they could double cultivate with their partners.

Looking at Hua Yun'er a little weirdly, Wu Chen asked, "What about your partner?"

"I don't have a partner, and the master only told me not to lose my body and to reach the knot stage quickly. Looking at Wu Chen, Hua Yun'er felt that he was more terrifying than a demon.

This girl is still simple in nature and will not lie. Wu Chen slapped his forehead and said secretly, could it be that Hua Yun'er's master wants to double cultivate with her?

Thinking of this, Wu Chen's eyes burned with anger, and then he was helpless. Now that one's self-cultivation can't go any further, seeking revenge is tantamount to self-destruction. Although the Yuanying Monk will be hit hard by his own mental power if he is careless, the Yuanying Monk after the heavy injury can still easily kill himself.