Soul Eater Book

"Huh? Golden Core Cultivator?!" The Great Elder of the Asura Sect was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed with spiritual power. Soon, there was a burst of astonishment on his face, and immediately, this trace of astonishment turned into a trace of ferocity and madness.

"It's you! Hahaha, it really doesn't take much effort to find nowhere! Kill my son's bastard!"

At the same time as he said this, the eyes of the Great Elder of the Shura Gate flickered red, and it was really the envy of the enemy who met him!

Chapter 291 The Poison Cauldron Shows His Power

Hearing this, Chen Zhi's heart skipped a beat, he was not a fool, he reacted almost at the same time the old man said "Kill my son".

"You are the Great Elder of the Asura Sect!" Chen Zhi only felt his scalp go numb!

Now that he had killed the son of the Great Elder of the Asura Sect, Chen Zhi would naturally go to find out how powerful his enemy was. After learning that this person turned out to be a Nascent Soul triple monk, Chen Zhi kept hiding himself carefully, but he did not expect that Will run into this old guy here!

If it were any other place, Chen Zhi might have retreated first, but he couldn't leave this place!

Not to mention, according to what the old man who refined the gods said, there are only two ways to leave here, one is to leave through the entrance of the Dao Court and You Palace, but this method, how dare Chen Zhi try it randomly, he doesn't need to think about it at this time. There must be a large number of monks squatting outside the Dao Court Touring Palace. If he goes out as a Jindan monk, he will be beaten to death. No matter how powerful he is, he is still a Jindan monk after all.

The remaining method is to put away the items in the mask, and they will naturally be teleported out of the palace.

So let's not say that there is a spiritual weapon in the third mask, even if it doesn't, Chen Zhi still has to open the mask.

But now his opponent is not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, but a Nascent Soul triplet, and an old villain who has a deep hatred for him!

"Jie ha ha ha ha!" There was a wild laugh, and Chen Zhi came back to his senses, only to see that the elder of the Asura sect opposite him was full of demonic energy, and a pang of Lingling's spiritual pressure came out through his body, which almost made it difficult for Chen Zhi to breathe.

"Fight it!" Chen Zhi's eyes were microscopic, and his expression was extremely dignified.

This is the most disparate battle in his cultivation since he stepped into the world of cultivating immortals!

The Great Elder of the Asura Sect looked at Chen Zhi with serious eyes, as if Chen Zhi was already a dead person, he grabbed the void with both hands, and the violent devil energy surged out, turning into two huge palms with devil energy, and fiercely toward Chen Zhi Get caught.

Apparently, although the Great Elder of Asura Sect didn't know this formation, he could feel that this formation was enough to threaten him. When he made a move, it was with the idea of ​​capturing the thief first.

The giant palm fell, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be unable to support it, and there were bursts of sharp popping sounds. The terrifying power made Chen Zhi's hairs stand on end!

Although Chen Zhi was ready to fight the Great Elder of the Asura Sect, he was not stupid. How could a mere Golden Core cultivator be able to pick up the sharpness of a Nascent Soul triple cultivator? A rune flashed under his feet, But it was directly sent to another location of the funeral method.

This is precisely the miraculous effect of the eight-direction trapped dragon formation, which allows Chen Zhi to move freely among the eight formation gates.

"boom!"

Two demonic palms firmly grasped Chen Zhi's previous position, and the formation trembled violently, even the whole square trembled faintly, which showed its power.

"Little miscellaneous, I'm here to see where you can go!" The Great Elder of Shuramen sneered disdainfully, turned his eyes, and found Chen Zhi's position directly, grabbed it with both hands, and prepared to continue attacking.

But how could Chen Zhi let him make a move so easily, he made a fist with both hands, and the eight huge chains resounded to the old man again.

"Tips for carving insects!"

The Great Elder of Shuramen snorted coldly in disdain, and the demonic energy around the phantom behind him flashed, and he easily caught the attack. At the same time, his hands shook, and the black mist surrounding his hands turned into a huge black cloud again , overwhelmingly rushed towards Chen Zhi's direction.

"Taste the new main soul of Abi Hell!"

Accompanied by this sound, Abi Hell surged crazily. Soon, a two-foot-tall ghost king emerged from Abi Hell. Wrathful souls wrapped around the ghost king, biting him, and the ghost king made a sound because of this. Roaring in pain, perhaps because of the severe pain and slavery, the ghost king looked extremely ferocious, stretched out his claws, and grabbed Chen Zhi.

"This is the ghost king from before!"

When he saw the ghost king, Chen Zhi was startled, but soon he calmed down, his hands were surrounded by golden thunder light, and at the same time, dragon power with Sanskrit sounds mixed in, and Chen Zhi let out a roar , above the pair of fists, the dragon power entwined with the golden electric light spewed out, fiercely facing the ghost king's claws.

"boom!"

With an earth-shattering explosion, Chen Zhi's figure flew back, and just as he retreated to a certain position, his figure suddenly became unreal, and with a "la", he moved to another position again.

On the other hand, the ghost king above Abi Hell had trembling claws, and let out painful roars from his mouth. The golden light almost wiped off his arms. The wronged soul was turned into ashes by the aftermath.

Seeing this scene, the Great Elder of Asura Sect turned cold, and said fiercely: "You trash, you can't even beat a Golden Core cultivator!"

As soon as he beckoned, Abi Hell retracted instantly, looking for Chen Zhi's figure in the formation with a gloomy expression.

"This damned little bastard seems to have practiced some kind of skill to restrain evil spirits." He muttered, and sneered: "But you think you can defeat it with this."

Just as the elder of the Shura Gate spoke halfway, the entire formation became violent, and chains emerged one after another, almost crazily impacting on the huge phantom behind him. After a while, the phantom was a little crumbling. When the elder was about to strengthen the ghost behind him, the air around him suddenly trembled, and at the same time, a gray light suddenly appeared, and it even pierced directly towards his face.

The gray light that suddenly appeared turned out to be a magic weapon. Although the Great Elder of the Asura Sect was a little surprised, how could he be afraid of a magic weapon at the golden core stage? The cloud then greeted the gray light.

But the result was far beyond the expectations of the Great Elder of the Asura Gate. The gray light suddenly exploded when it hit the demon cloud, and the gray light radiated everywhere. To the chest of the tall and thin old man.

"Huh?!" The Great Elder of the Shuramen's expression changed suddenly, but fortunately, Abi Hell was always around him, and stood in front of him in critical moments.

"boom!"

Abi Hell shook violently, but the gray light revealed its figure, suddenly it was the Lightless Thunder Spirit Sword.

At this time, the luster of the Wuguang Leiling Sword was a bit dim. After all, Chen Zhi had only been promoted to Jindan for more than 30 years. Abi Hell, who has been raised for thousands of years, contends.

"Hmph, little bastard, I see that I have accepted your magic weapon!"

The Great Elder of Shura Sect let out a smirk, and was about to manipulate Abi Hell to wrap the Wuguang Leiling Sword on it. At this moment, his face suddenly flushed, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, and the Wuguang Leiling Sword also took advantage of it. The gap disappears into the air.

"Huh?" Not far away, Chen Zhi stared blankly at this scene, a little surprised in his heart, and then saw the ugly face of the elder of the Asura Gate, and suddenly laughed.

"It seems that this old guy has fought hard a few times before coming here, and received a lot of injuries. God helped me!" Chen Zhi shot a bright light in his eyes, opened his mouth, and a small blue cauldron appeared in front of him. , the small cyan cauldron spit out a gray flame as soon as it appeared.

"go with!"

Chen Zhi snorted coldly, and the gray flame instantly turned into a gray line, piercing into the white cloud in front of him. Chen Zhi made another tactic, and the entire array of light flashed, and eight huge golden lights descended from the sky, rushing straight at the Great Elder of the Shura Gate past.

At the same time, Chen Zhi took a deep breath and quickly approached the Great Elder of Shuramen. His eyes were flickering with madness and determination, and a thick thorn of spiritual consciousness suddenly formed on his forehead.

Kill you while you are sick!Chen Zhi is ready to fight with his life!

The Great Elder of the Asura Gate looked up at the eight huge beams of light that slowly gathered in the air, his expression stern. Although he didn't take Chen Zhi, a Jindan cultivator, seriously, he was still deeply afraid of this magic circle, let alone , His injuries from successive battles never broke out sooner or later, but now they broke out completely.

It's as if it's a promise!

"Hmph!" The great elder of the Asura Sect groaned, his face flashed gray, and then he regained his composure, as if forcibly relying on his cultivation to suppress his own momentum, the spells of his hands changed one after another, and a series of dense demonic energy gathered in front of him.

Just as the great elder of the Asura Gate was performing the formula, Chen Zhi was already within a hundred feet of him. Chen Zhi was running the turtle's breath secret technique with all his strength, with an extremely dignified expression. The moment the tall and thin old man was about to complete the formula, his forehead The spiritual thorn formed just before suddenly shot out, and ruthlessly pierced into the old man's mind.

"Ah!" There was a scream, followed by another scream.

The first scream was naturally the Great Elder of the Asura Sect. The old man never thought that Chen Zhi would attack the spell with his spiritual sense. In addition, the white mist around him had the effect of covering up his spiritual sense, so he was caught by Chen Zhi's sneak attack. , Sea of ​​Consciousness was injured immediately, of course, the stabbing of divine consciousness alone could not cause much harm to him at all, after all, he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and his spiritual consciousness is far superior to Chen Zhi, but this moment of sluggishness is the result of the old man's magic. The chaos of the tactics directly caused the backlash of the spell.

Another scream was naturally from Chen Zhi. This was the first time he stabbed a cultivator whose spiritual consciousness was higher than his own. He was directly injured by the reverberation of the spiritual consciousness of the elder of the Asura Gate, and his whole body froze, revealing his shape.

The Great Elder of the Asura Gate suddenly turned his head, ignoring the counterattack of the spell and the golden lights in the air, he made a tactic with both hands, and a huge black palm was used as a hood!

"I can't dodge it!" Chen Zhi's pupils shrank suddenly and he clenched his hands into fists. His whole body of dragon power was concentrated on the right fist, and his left leg stepped on the void, and instead of retreating, he went forward to meet the black palm.