Wrath of the Immortal

"Senior, I've said too much again..."

Zhu Zhiming apologized and was quite decisive. He raised his hand and slapped him.

"Pa!!!"

The crisp slap echoed, and Zhu Zhiming's face began to swell.

Jiang Dawei and Zhou Yuyan were both stunned, and secretly admired him in their hearts. What a talent!

This guy was too cruel to himself in order not to offend Xiao Chen.

"Senior, you don't know that the major sects on the Soul Continent have been fighting for years."

"If there are formations and stone tablets outside the sect, wouldn't it tell the other party where the sect is located?"

"In this case, it will be passive and it will be easy to be wiped out."

"..."

Zhu Zhiming didn't dare to hide anything and told everything he knew.

In the following time, Xiao Chen asked some more questions, and Zhu Zhiming answered them all in detail.

While the two were talking, Zhu Zhiming came to the thick clouds and mist. Just as he was about to enter, a person came towards him.

"Zhu Zhiming...how are you still alive?"

The man was slightly stunned when he saw Zhu Zhiming and others, and asked subconsciously.

The man in front of him was named Zhang Shaoqiu.

He looked to be in his thirties, with a cold face and a sharp face.

He was wearing black clothes, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and his whole body released a strong momentum.

"Um, what I mean is, why did you come back just now?"

After Zhang Shaoqiu finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly changed his words.

At the same time, he also saw Xiao Chen, and subconsciously touched the storage bag on his waist.

"I encountered some minor friction on the way, and I came back late, which made Elder Zhang worried."

Zhu Zhiming smiled slightly and bowed his hands.

He is a smart man, speaking tactfully, and he will not say it even if he sees it.

How can Zhu Zhiming not see that the disciples of the Pig Killing Sect surrounded and killed them, which must be related to this guy.

If you think boldly, Liu Zhenyu went to Zhou Yuyan for fun, and it was also secretly instructed by the other party.

However, this matter has nothing to do with him, so there is no need to wade into the muddy water.

Of course, Zhu Zhiming didn't point it out, but someone couldn't help it and jumped out.

"Elder Zhang, let's not beat around the bush. Why do you want to kill me?"

Jiang Dawei glanced at Xiao Chen, and a plan came to his mind. He gritted his teeth and said to Zhang Shaoqiu.

"What are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart now!"

Zhang Shaoqiu's face changed drastically, and he roared at Jiang Dawei.

"Come on! Kill me now if you have the guts. Can you kill so many of us?"

Jiang Dawei met Zhang Shaoqiu's gaze, patted his chest, and said very arrogantly.

He did this to divert the trouble and make the situation more chaotic.

As long as Xiao Chen and Zhang Shaoqiu fought, no matter who died, it would be a good thing for him.

If the matter got out of hand, at most he would just pat his butt and leave, and not practice in Zhengjian Pavilion anymore.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

Zhang Shaoqiu said coldly with murderous intent in his eyes.

After saying that, he slapped the storage bag on his waist and summoned a flying sword.

Then, Zhang Shaoqiu pointed at the sword, and the sword emitted a dazzling light.

"Let's go together! They are all trash anyway!"

Zhang Shaoqiu glanced at Xiao Chen, not taking him seriously at all, with arrogant and disdainful eyes.

His spiritual sense moved, and the flying sword suspended in front of him whistled and rushed straight to Jiang Dawei.

"Senior, why don't you kill him..."

Jiang Dawei's face changed drastically, and he shouted at Xiao Chen while retreating.

"Huh? Senior?"

Zhang Shaoqiu was stunned, and hurriedly turned the flying sword's attack direction and killed Xiao Chen.

At the same time, his spiritual sense fell on Xiao Chen, wanting to see how strong the other party was.

When he found that Xiao Chen was only at the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage, he was furious that he was fooled by Jiang Dawei.

However, it didn't matter.

They were all trash anyway, and it was not a matter of a moment to kill anyone.

Seeing the flying sword heading straight for Xiao Chen, Jiang Dawei's mouth corners outlined a cold smile.

He seemed to have seen the scene of Xiao Chen's body and head being separated and dying on the spot.

Zhang Shaoqiu had a different idea.

When he found that Xiao Chen was standing there in a daze without casting a spell to stop him, he sneered in his heart.

He mistakenly thought that Xiao Chen was scared and had forgotten to save his life.

However, before Zhang Shaoqiu could laugh out loud, the smile on his mouth corners stopped abruptly.

He trembled all over, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he stepped back subconsciously.

The moment the flying sword was approaching, Xiao Chen suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the flying sword in his palm in an instant.

Xiao Chen did not see what kind of magic he cast, but just tightened his palm slightly, and heard a muffled sound.

Zhang Shaoqiu was stunned. His extremely sharp flying sword, which could cut iron like mud, was actually broken by Xiao Chen.

"If you don't want to die, get out!"

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly.

In this sentence, every word contains a strong spiritual power.

It fell into Zhang Shaoqiu's ears, like a thunder explosion.

Zhang Shaoqiu's magic weapon was destroyed, and he was already seriously injured. Now he was severely injured by the sound wave, and blood flowed from all seven orifices.

"You, who are you?"

Zhang Shaoqiu looked terrified, staggered, and quickly retreated.

Then, he slapped the storage bag on his waist and sacrificed a compass.

This compass is the size of a bowl, black in color, and it is impossible to tell what material it is made of.

If you look closely, you can see that the compass is full of circles, and densely engraved with words.

In the middle, there is a needle that is rotating at an astonishing speed.

Zhang Shaoqiu cast a few spells at the compass.

The light on the compass was shining brightly, turning into a straight line and heading straight ahead.

Not far away, a water wave-like pattern appeared, and a formation appeared out of thin air.

Behind the formation was a cave, which was obviously the place where Zhang Shaoqiu practiced.

Zhang Shaoqiu took a step and went straight into the cave.

When he entered the cave, he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to restore the formation to its original appearance.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in front of Zhang Shaoqiu's eyes, and a ticking sound came from his ears.

Zhang Shaoqiu subconsciously looked down and saw a blood hole on his chest, and blood was gushing out.

"You..."

Zhang Shaoqiu looked at Xiao Chen outside the formation, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He could never have dreamed that the other party, who was only at the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage, could kill him instantly.

Zhang Shaoqiu reacted very quickly. He felt the aura of destruction heading straight for his three souls and seven spirits, and quickly chose to leave his soul.

It must be said that the cultivators of the Soul Continent have stronger souls because of their cultivation of spiritual consciousness.

Zhang Shaoqiu's three souls and seven spirits flew out in a flash.

"Zhu Zhiming, you colluded with outer disciples to destroy our sect. The sword master will not let you go..."

Zhang Shaoqiu roared fiercely, used the secret method, and went to the back door of the cave at the fastest speed.

However, just after flying three feet away...

Zhang Shaoqiu clearly felt a huge tearing force coming from behind.

His soul was completely out of control, flew backwards, and fell directly into Xiao Chen's hands.

"He wants to kill you, don't you want to kill him back?"

Xiao Chen sneered and asked Jiang Dawei.

"Senior, I..."

Jiang Dawei's face changed drastically, and he stammered.

He didn't expect that the little trick in his heart was actually exposed by Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen cast two sealing spells on Zhang Shaoqiu's soul, and then threw it to Jiang Dawei.

Jiang Dawei took the soul, feeling extremely embarrassed, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Soul seal?"

Seeing the spell Xiao Chen cast, Zhu Zhiming was surprised and couldn't help but said in a lost voice.

Zhou Yuyan also widened her eyes, unconsciously approached Xiao Chen, and her eyes became extremely fiery.

Seeing the reactions of the two people, Xiao Chen frowned, feeling a little confused.

Soul seal is just a small spell.

On the Chinese mainland, Qi Refining cultivators can cast it.

How come it has become a magical spell that has never been seen here?

Xiao Chen understood it in his heart after thinking about it in a blink of an eye.

The cultivators here cultivate the power of consciousness.

It is indeed very difficult to seal the soul with the power of consciousness.

Because the two energies are the same, it is difficult to seal unless they are crushing.

Spiritual power is different. It will be much easier to seal another energy with this energy.

Besides, the cultivators in the Huaxia Continent cultivate spiritual power.

The power of consciousness is not strong, which leads to weak soul power, so it is relatively easy to seal.

"Senior, as long as you teach me this technique, I will be yours in the future..."

Zhou Yuyan approached Xiao Chen, her eyes blurred and her breathing rapid.

She slowly unbuttoned her collar, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.