Seeing that the thunder knife in Chen San's hand destroyed his body and was injured, Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua, who were hiding in the Silent Realm Knife, were overjoyed, and hurriedly stopped the rebounding blade of the Silent Realm Knife, and then quickly slashed down, chasing after Chen San's falling body.

At this time, Chen San, on the gray-white round shield that turned out from his arms crossed his chest, a knife mark that almost split the round shield in half was horizontal, and the two bright red sections on the knife mark were bubbling out of the red blood spring.

Sure enough, the Supreme Exercise and the Supreme Treasure are the way to survive in the immortal cultivation world, and the way that he used to emphasize the law and not the treasure seems to have gone astray.

This thought suddenly rose in Chen San's heart, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his mouth, and then his heart moved, and the armor on his face disappeared, revealing a slightly pale young man's face, and there was a trace of red blood on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the Silent Realm Knife that was rushing down from above, although there was only less than sixty zhang of the blade left, the monstrous evil aura that came out of it had not weakened much, and there was also the coercion that made it difficult to breathe, if Zhang Chong was allowed to catch up, this fierce knife with great loss of power could still easily kill him Chen Sanling here.

However, Chen San, whose face armor was hidden, showed that his face was not frightened, but a chilling coldness that made people tremble, and what hung on the corner of his mouth was a sneer that revealed the chill of Sensen.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua, who were hiding in the Silent Realm Knife, immediately lost joy on their faces, the pupils in their eyes shrank, and they secretly said in their hearts: Could it be!?

As soon as their minds rose, Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua's expressions immediately changed greatly, and the Silent Realm Knife that slashed down slammed into the blade, and then hurriedly retreated.

In the divine sense induction of Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua, the moment a sneer hung on Chen San's face below, from the left side of the thousand zhang, there were five spiritual pressures with amazing momentum rushing in, if the Silent Realm Knife controlled by himself continued to chase after Chen San, he would definitely be hit by those five spiritual pressures first.

These five spiritual pressures, but from the induction observation, each one is weaker than the two spiritual rays made by the alien beast formed by the silent black light realm before, and even two or three can't compare, but the five together, the power is better than the spiritual light from the alien beast.

What is the power of the divine power that they exert, Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua know in their hearts that if they let these five spiritual pressures all hit the Silent Realm Knife, the Silent Realm Knife will be destroyed, but the power of the enchantment will be greatly damaged.

In desperation, Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua had no choice but to give up the opportunity to pursue Chen San, and avoid it first.

It's just that Chen San has worked hard so far, and he finally waited until now, how could he be so easily avoided by Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua.

The blade of the Silent Realm Knife controlled by Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua was stunned, and just as they were about to retreat, the five strands of spiritual pressure had already spanned a distance of nearly a thousand zhang, less than a hundred zhang away from the Silent Realm Knife.

The five strands of spiritual pressure with amazing momentum were five thick pillars of red light, and before they hit, a burst of blazing sensation spread far away, and the waves of air were steaming and tumbling within a hundred zhang of the surroundings.

At this time, the Silent Realm Knife retreated sharply, and Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua also turned their heads to see this scene, and said in their hearts: Sure enough!

"Peng" "Peng"

The five pillars of crimson light that hit at the same time, the retreating Silent Realm Knife was finally a little slower, although it let go of the three red pillars of light, but under the remaining two red pillars of light reflected the Silent Realm Knife all over the body, in the two loud bangs, the rumbling waves rolled away, and the red and black brilliance burst out on the body of the Silent Realm Knife. And Shun

Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua, who were hiding in the Silent Realm Knife, suddenly felt a sharp shock from the front of the knife body, and then the entire body trembled with the Silent Realm Knife, and the spiritual power in the body was also disordered and out of control, and it was difficult to control the Silent Realm Knife to stabilize the blade.

"Boom"

Before the rumbling sound subsided, a collapsed temple on the top of the Fuguang Sect Mountain below was thrown away with a bang, and the ruins and ruins were thrown away, and smoke and dust rose all over the sky.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the collapsed temple had disappeared, leaving only a huge pit as deep as several feet, Chen San was lying in the middle of the pit, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Even though he was so embarrassed, Chen San still had a cold expression on his face, and his eyes looked coldly at the Silent Realm Knife that couldn't help but tremble in the air.

Suddenly, the expressions on the faces of Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua, who were struggling to suppress the disordered spiritual power in their bodies, changed dramatically again, and they immediately turned their heads to take a look.

I saw that in the direction where the five pillars of red light struck before, in the fire cloud that stretched for seven or eight hundred zhang, at the same time that five pillars of red light shot out from it, the fire cloud couldn't stop sweeping in the direction of the Silent Realm Knife.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chong gritted his teeth violently, and at the same time that a wisp of black blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, his body also stopped trembling, and the hands that clenched the Silent Lotus Lantern rose with a layer of black light that was as condensed as a substance, and then his hands violently forced, and the Silent Lotus Lantern couldn't stop the violent vibration of the lamp body.

At the same time that the Silent Lotus Lantern stopped violently, the Silent Realm Knife that was ignited and reborn from the Silent Lotus Lantern immediately stopped the shaking and quickly retreated backwards again.

In the whirring, five pillars of crimson light only brushed the tip of the Silent Realm Knife, and the red light reflected erased the black light blade of the Silent Realm Knife.

Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua, who were in the hands of the lotus core protector of the sword body, were also reflected red all over their bodies by the red light that penetrated them, but their red faces revealed a bloodless paleness.

The fire cloud after hitting ten red pillars of light one after another, did not hit the third round of red pillars of light again, but it was very difficult to avoid the second round of the silent realm knife of the red pillar of light, and in a burst of black light on the blade, instead of taking advantage of this to fall to Chen San, who was still lying in the giant pit below, he continued to draw his knife and retreat rapidly.

It wasn't until they withdrew two thousand zhang away that the Silent Realm Sword hovered in the air, and Zhang Chong and He Yuanhua, who were hiding in it, stared at Chen San who was lying in the giant pit with their eyes, and their faces couldn't help but change.

The fire cloud did not chase after the Silent Realm Sword, and floated directly above Chen San's head, and then stood still, the red light inside kept tumbling, reflecting the red light all around.

After Chen San floated to the top of his head, he held the loose wet soil with both hands, and slowly stood up, and then the blue light appeared under his feet, and his figure slowly rose.

There was still a rumbling sound in the sky, but there was silence above the mountain of the Floating Light Sect, and the monks who retreated more than ten miles around were hanging in the air and looked at the three of them for a moment, as for the Cuiwei Lou monks and the Floating Light Sect who had ceased fighting again.

Chen San's figure rose below the fire clouds, and then he hung still, as if waiting for something.

At the moment when Chen San's figure stopped, the fire cloud above his head was a surge of red light, like tumbling magma, and in the rush of red light, a pair of fiery red feet with whirring tails emerged from it.