Alien Dust

Chapter 397 Totem Wind Chi
The two men did not disturb the wind-drinking snake and continued to move forward.

But the Ying snake smelled the scent of the two of them in the wind, and its vertical pupils immediately locked onto the two people who were walking under its peak.

Its wings began to open, and the colorful colors on them immediately formed a intimidating force, looming over the two people's heads.

When Wu Hen looked up, he saw the wings that covered the body. The wings made the entire body of Ying Snake look as huge and magnificent as the ancient black snake, exuding a sacred aura.

"This guy doesn't really want us to leave." Wu Hen also smiled, looking at the arrogant Ying Snake without any fear.

Qingxi was also not polite, she stretched out her white palm.

The palm of his hand turned into flames, and soon a red flaming palm print slapped towards the snake.

Yingshe had not expected Qingxi's cultivation to be so profound, and the flaming palm print he slapped out was as big as his body.

In a panic, Ying She twisted his body to dodge to a lower place to the side...

But the snake obviously did not observe its surroundings. When it dodged, it hit its head against a rock.

After its head was bounced back by the rock peak, Qingxi's red flame palm landed right on its forehead. The Ying Snake, which was hit hard by the palm, flew out and fell down the mountain.

The Ying Snake's head was burning with flames. Qingxi took a special look at it during the fall, and then confirmed Wu Hen's previous remarks: "This Ying Snake is indeed not very smart. It is unlucky to let it forge a soul for me."

Wu Hen also smiled.

The once invincible Ying Snake is now no different from a clown snake. Perhaps it is because he has encountered either the Black Rhinoceros Beetle, the Nine-Headed City of Hell, or a genius like the Cold-Blooded Girl along the way. He has felt tremendous pressure throughout the journey. He suddenly turned around and found that the Tianmang he used to see was actually a firefly.

……

"Why don't we go to the second mountain and not stop here?" Wu Hen suggested.

There are indeed quite a few totem creatures in this first layer of mountains. They are relatively rare species in the other dimension. They are ancient beasts and dominate any land.

But Wu Hen also noticed that Qingxi's cultivation was not low at all, and there was no need for her to use these totems from the first mountain to forge her soul.

Similarly, Wu Hen also looked down on them, even though some of them were indeed stronger than Ying Snakes.

Under Wu Hen's various instigations, Qingxi gritted her teeth and decided to challenge higher levels.

“In fact, this first level is mostly given to those masters who are still stuck in the Saint Child realm in middle age. It is unlikely for them to step into the Holy Nation of Yunzhong, but in view of their contributions to the Holy Sect over the years, the Holy Sect will still give them such a chance.” Qingxi said.

"That's right. Although you suffered setbacks in your early years, if a person has no ambition, he is no different from the salty snake that only knows how to drink northwest wind." Wu Hen said.

"Junior brother is really humorous."

The two of them went up all the way and soon entered the second ancient mountain shrouded in mist.

"There are different kinds of spiritual energy in this mountain, white mist, blue glass, purple dan, and golden haze. The totems that live here also have different levels of aura around them. Junior brother, you can pay more attention to them. You will have the chance to subdue them in the future." Qingxi said.

Qingxi did a lot of research on the situation of the second mountain in his early years.

Her original goal was to obtain the soul of the Golden Cloud Totem. As long as she succeeded, she would be the Lord of the Holy Nation in the Clouds. Unfortunately, she was just a little bit short.

While listening, Wu Hen was sensing the direction of the spiritual energy in the second mountain.

If the totems here also rely on breathing to improve their cultivation, then the advanced totems must occupy the location of the wind outlet of the spiritual vein. Following this line of thought, Wu Hen soon discovered a wind dragon surrounded by purple dan aura.

The wind dragon was perched on a thousand-year-old rock pine tree, its mouth half open, sucking something towards the lonely moon.

The moonlight from the solitary moon on the Battle Song Mountain fell on the body of Feng Chi, presenting a noble silver color, making this totem sacred beast look like silver silk coiled around a thousand-year-old pine, graceful and slender, smooth and pure, like a peerless beauty bathing in a shallow river under the moon.

"This Feng Chi is pretty good. It suits Senior Sister's temperament very well." Wu Hen said.

"Junior brother, how did you know that there is a..." Qingxi was wondering when he suddenly heard someone talking on the other side of the mountain.

The person who spoke had a shrill voice, and she seemed to be walking towards the thousand-year-old pine tree.

"Big Brother, it's Feng Chi!!"

On the other side of the mountain, the woman saw the silver wind dragon on the ancient pine tree at a glance, and she screamed excitedly.

However, the woman soon noticed that there were two people standing on the opposite hill, they were Qingxi and Wu Hen.

Although the woman noticed that Wu Hen and Qingxi arrived here first, she acted impatient.

Across a mountain, the woman in red robe waved at Wu Hen and Qing Xi and said, "You two, get out of here ten miles away!"

The members of the Holy Sect who came to the Battle Song Mountain did not like to travel with others, for fear of being ambushed during the soul-forging process.

"We were here first." Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, Wu Hen didn't intend to be polite to him.

"Junior brother, why don't we forget it and look for it again?" Qingxi immediately backed off when she saw that the other party was wearing a red robe.

There is a golden robe above the purple robe.

Above the golden robe is the red robe... Qingxi also realized that the other party is not easy to mess with.

“Get out of here now, or I’ll dig out your eyes and then chop off your limbs!” The red-robed woman’s tone turned cold, with murderous intent in her eyes.

Wu Hen also smiled.

Before, Wu Hen would be wary of the depth of the Saint Sect and not provoke them unless necessary. After all, if you beat the younger ones, the older ones will come, and if you beat the older ones, some ancestors will come...

But now Wu Hen is not afraid at all!

Caihuang Laodeng also said that in this holy sect, they only need to look at the face of one person.

"Senior Sister, please wait here. I'll be back soon." After Wu Hen said this, he jumped up.

He flew over the head of the wind dragon and landed accurately on the opposite hill.

I just happened to have learned some advanced sacred spells recently, and wanted to see how successful my training was. I haven't fought in person for a while, and I felt like my bones were rusting, so it was a good opportunity to flex my muscles.

Since he is wearing a red robe, he is also a master.

The woman had obviously reached the realm of a holy child. When she saw Wu Hen coming to kill her, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. Then she immediately formed a sharp blade seal. She saw the red-robed woman controlling the weapon formed by golden flames through the air and slashing towards Wu Hen.

"Hmph, you pieces of scrap metal want to hurt me?" Wu Hen raised his hand and tightly grasped the space around him. In an instant, all the weapons made of aura were squeezed together.

With another casual pinch, all the arrogance and weapons dissipated, and the remaining holy breath scattered like the ashes of fireworks at the feet of the red-robed woman.

The woman was stunned. She had not expected that this unremarkable boy had such amazing strength.

Realizing that she might have provoked a ruthless person, the woman in red robe immediately retreated and retreated behind the angular rocks.

Behind the rocks, a tall man also wearing a red robe walked out and stood between Wu Hen and the woman in red robe. He had a smile on his face and stared at Wu Hen who was trying to kill him with ill intentions.

"This little junior brother has such a bad temper?" said the red-robed master.

Wu Hen didn't bother to say anything and just went up and punched the red-robed master!
The power of this punch was so incredible, it was like an entire mountain collapsing.

The force of the fist hit the red-robed master hard, knocking him to the ground.

The red-robed master was horrified and quickly fled to the side.

Wu Hen raised one foot, and the holy breath condensed under his feet. In an instant, his right foot turned into a golden giant's divine foot, and he stomped down fiercely at the red-robed couple.

The two red-robed masters dodged in panic, performing their sacred spells while fleeing down the mountain like two frightened mountain monkeys...

"Senior Sister Qingxi, just focus on forging your soul. If any outsiders approach, I will deal with them all!" Wu Hen turned around and said to Qingxi.

Qingxi's face was full of astonishment, and she stared at Wu Hen in disbelief.

She was a little confused as to how a person at the Holy Infant Realm could chase after two masters at the Holy Child Realm and beat them up?

Although what kind of clothes one wears and what realm one is in do not represent one's full strength, the fighting ability of this junior brother is too terrifying. Although they are some very ordinary Saint Sect spells, the power he unleashes is several times stronger.

"Junior brother, don't chase them too far. They might have come here together." Qingxi warned hurriedly.

There was a violent earthquake, and after a few minutes, Wu Hen finally flew back from the top of the mountain.

"Those two bastards ran too fast, and I didn't catch up with them, otherwise I would have broken their legs... What's wrong, Senior Sister, why are you staring at me like that?" Wu Hen asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Ever since I met you, you always looked gentle and refined. I didn't expect you had such a fierce side." Qingxi said.

"I am only gentle and polite to people I like." Wu Hen said.

"Junior brother's holy breath is a little different." Qingxi also noticed the difference and asked curiously.

"It was also due to the guidance of my sister." Wu Hen made up an excuse.

"Junior brother, you have impressed me a lot. I thought you were just average. I never expected that dealing with the two red-robed masters was like an adult beating a child. I was shortsighted before and didn't realize that you are so strong!" Qingxi was not stingy with praise and there was a gleam of admiration in his eyes.

Wu Hen felt much happier listening to Qingxi's soft voice and gentle praise.

Just when Wu Hen was planning to let Qingxi challenge the wind dragon, suddenly there was some movement from the other side of the mountain, like a torrent rolling in the mountains, making a rumbling sound.

Wu Hen looked and saw a group of people coming on golden flames. Each of them was emitting rich golden flames, like angry arhats, rushing towards him and Qingxi.

"Oh no, they really came here together!" Qingxi also saw the group of people, and her little face turned pale with fright.

Wu Hen did not expect that the other party had gathered such a large number of Saint Sect masters in such a short time.

"Senior Sister, let's hide first!" Wu Hen also realized that it would be difficult for him to deal with such a large group alone, so he decisively pulled Qingxi to escape deep into the mountains.

(End of this chapter)