When the Heavenly Corpse Sect monk heard this, his face sank, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

sneered: "I stopped Daoyou, naturally I came for Daoyou. ”

"For me? Han Chen frowned, and asked with some confusion.

"I can't talk about acquaintance, but I know what Daoist friends have done clearly, and I don't talk nonsense, I'll give you two choices now, one is to divide half of your worth, where do I come and go. The second is to let you make a move, let you fall, and take all your net worth. The gray-robed monk's face showed a bit of anger and said coldly.

"Listen to you, what kind of important thing I did was caught by you. Han Chen pretended to be confused, but his heart was full of joy, and he guessed that the other party was mostly here for the old ghost.

It's just that I don't know if he knows it alone, or if the entire Heavenly Corpse Gate knows, if the former is fine, kill people and destroy the corpse, if the latter is in trouble.

"Haha, is Daoyou pretending to be confused, or is it fake, I persuade Daoyou to hand it over obediently, otherwise...... Hehe. The Heavenly Corpse Sect monk spoke lukewarmly, full of threat.

He thought very well, after obtaining half of the benefits first, and then spreading the word to Uncle Heiyun, then he unknowingly obtained the benefits, and at the same time grew a face in front of Uncle Shi and his old man, the best of both worlds.

In his opinion, the monk in front of him can only obediently obey, and if he resists, then he can only take it down and practice it into zongzi.

However, his pleasure and pride only lasted for a moment, because Han Chen's words quickly changed to a sneer.

"Your Excellency is really dreaming and never waking up, and there is no reason to divide half of your worth at will, on the contrary, I have another proposal, how about handing over your life to you. Han Chen said in a sarcastic tone.

In his opinion, the other party is most likely prepared and knows something? Just handing over half of the value may not be good.

Moreover, from the very beginning, the other party looked at his eyes wrongly, and it was a completely playful smile, although he didn't know where the other party came from, he could talk to the same level like this, and he thought that he should still have hole cards in his hand.

Since this is the case, Han Chen also tore his face, and simply did it, in this place full of dangers, if he wanted to escape, he still escaped.

After all, his biggest hole card was the blue bottle that shattered the phantom of the Black Cloud Dao people under that blow.

"Good, good. The gray-robed monk laughed angrily at this moment, staring at Han Chen's face and saying a few good words one after another, the coldness in his eyes became more and more cold.

But just as he blurted out the last good word, the stiff figure moved first.

A breath of black gas came out, and as soon as this black gas came out, the surrounding plants immediately went down, and it was highly poisonous.

Seeing this scene, Han Chen's face flashed gloomily, and he didn't want to wave it with one hand, and several moon-cutting wheels flashed, directly splitting those black mist.

The next moment, Mao Zhuang had already rushed in front of him, and the sharp claws that had been cut off and grown fiercely grabbed at Han Chen, and his nails were clasped on the body of the black cloud shield and a fire appeared.

Han Chen's face remained unchanged, but he glanced at the gray-robed monk, the other party did not make a plan to join forces with Mao Zhuang, but instead stood in front of the grass and made preparations to watch the show.

Han Chen didn't have time to think about it, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he had already taken out several talisman seals from the storage ring, intending to quickly solve the stiffness.

So he didn't hesitate any longer, and just as Mao Zhuang approached again, those few talismans quickly fell around under Mao Zhuang's feet.

As soon as they got closer, these talismans immediately erupted, suddenly turned into thorns, and frantically wrapped around Mao Zhuang's body.

Where there is a lot of grass and trees, it is really the right time and place to use the wood spirit talisman, and these thorns grow fast enough, and they are quickly connected to the surroundings.

Mao Zhuang suddenly hurried, and hurriedly waved the nails in front of his hands, and as soon as those thorns touched them, they were torn apart by the black inside.

While you were busy with your life, the monk behind him had obviously discovered that Mao Zhuang had fallen into the downwind, and his eyes were glaring at him fiercely, but he didn't dare to hesitate, flying quickly while the magic power in his hand rolled.

This attack method can be said to be the standard configuration of mid-stage monks and above, and the spell that has been comprehended through the heart demon tribulation.

In this situation, either you die or I die. How could Han Chen watch the other party fly over to rescue Mao Zhuang, and the two joined forces to deal with him.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he took out another white small tripod that he had obtained from the old ghost, and supplied Sancheng spiritual power, and immediately a white defensive barrier appeared to envelop him and Mao Zhuang.

Four flame sigils were also thrown, and the flames formed a line and flew quickly towards the monk.

The man was attacked during the flight, slowing down, giving Han Chen time to resolve the stiffness.

Just as it was dissolving the flames, the stiff head had already detached from its body and flew out, and at the same time, a cold flame attached to its body, emitting a faint cold light.

Silently, it completely disappeared.

......

"How dare you ruin my stiffness. The Heavenly Corpse Sect cultivator still had a look of disbelief in his eyes, and he never thought that the second-order Mao Zhuang in his hand would be defeated and killed in just a few seconds.

He stared at Han Chen coldly, the killing intent in his eyes was about to reach its substance, and he spit it out word by word, "Today I will crush your bones and scatter your soul." ”

Han Chen raised his eyebrows, his hand didn't move, but his gaze didn't leave the other party's body at all.

Almost as soon as the other party's words fell, he took out a dagger from his waist and slashed it fiercely on his arm.

Large swaths of black blood poured out, turning into a thick blood mist and merging into the stiff head that had been thrown away.

The black qi emitted by the black blood mist was all absorbed by Mao Zhuang's head, and gusts of yin wind appeared out of thin air around it, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls was loud, which was extremely terrifying.

Han Chen's consciousness swept away, and he immediately screamed in his heart—it's not good.

Because at this moment, the gray-robed monk's body appeared with the same black qi as the body of the stiff body.

The breath on this body is almost the same as the breath on the Zeng family's hair stiff, but the difference is that the hair stiff has lost his mind, but this head lacks nothing.

However, before Han Chen could think about anything, his face suddenly changed, and his entire body suddenly shifted sideways at an incredible speed.

"Poof".

A sharp claw covered with black mist struck from the front, piercing through the position where Han Chen had fought before.

Its pervasive mist kills the surrounding plants.

Han Chen's face changed slightly, thin wings came out from his back, his whole body shook, and he retreated dozens of meters at an astonishing speed, only then did he stand up straight and look at the gray-robed monk with an ugly expression.