Soul Eater Book

"Fellow Daoist Lei Yinzi, the elder Keqing of your Lei Lingzong is too arrogant. Hmph, we have been left here for three days. We have worked so hard to come here from the Vast Sea Realm, but we are not here for romance!"

In a certain attic of the Tianji Pavilion, noisy sounds kept ringing out. At this time, the attic was already full of monks, and they all looked at the smiling Lei Yinzi with uneasy expressions. Most of the first batch of monks in the Vast Sea Realm were Jindan monks from the four major sects, so they were inevitably a little arrogant, not to mention that they were already extremely upset when they were sent to Tianwu, and before they came, they all learned about Chen's cultivation through their own channels. Zhi this person is just a guy who has just been promoted to Nascent Soul, and he can become the elder Ke Qing of Lei Lingzong probably because of his birth in Tianwu.

As a result, naturally few monks would respect Chen Zhi, and even Lei Yinzi, who had always been amiable, was envied and hated.

Lei Yinzi was not angry either. He smiled and glanced at the speaker. This person was wearing a gold-patterned robe, exuding a chilly devilish energy all over his body. He was the madman Mo from the Temple of Sin. , Jindan five-fold peak cultivation base, but as the name suggests, this person is usually crazy, even in the Sin Demon Palace, he is not welcome. The Sin Demon Palace sent him here, on the one hand, to help him break through the Nascent Soul through war. The bottleneck, on the other hand, might not have the idea of ​​letting this person make trouble for Lei Lingzong.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Crazy is right. Senior Brother Lei, I don't understand. Uncle Kunyangzi sent you here, so there should be some part of monitoring him, but you behaved so obediently. Uncle Yangzi..." A coquettish woman in Lei Lingzong's costume interjected, this woman had heavy makeup on her face, and her voice was very high-pitched, although she kept saying that she was Senior Brother Lei, she didn't give Lei Yinzi any face at all. .

Lei Yinzi sneered in his heart, and turned to look at the woman: "Junior Sister Huazheng, what you said is wrong. When the master sent me here, he said bluntly to assist Chen Daoyou, and did not mention the so-called surveillance."

"Hmph!" Huazheng snorted coldly, turned her head away, as if she didn't believe what Lei Yinzi said at all.

"Fan doesn't want to take care of the internal affairs of your Lei Lingzong, but this elder Chen hasn't come for so long, does he want to keep us here forever?" Another person said, but after hearing this, Lei Yinzi It’s not as perfunctory as before, because the person who spoke was a monk from Haitian Seven Swords Sect. Among the 20 people who came to Tianwu this time, Haitian Seven Swords Sect only sent seven monks, but they were all at the peak of the fifth level of Jindan. , and these seven people are practicing the unique art of the Haitian Seven Swords School - "Seven Swords of the Sea".

The person who spoke was none other than the seven monks of Haitian Seven Swords Sect, named Changsun Wuwei. They were all extremely surprised that Haitian Seven Swords Sect would send Changsun Wuwei here.

"Brother grandson, I have already mentioned the specific situation before I go down. Elder Chen went to the Arctic Dragon Palace to handle business. Now that the threat from the Arctic Dragon Palace has been resolved, Elder Chen will have more say in the Tianwu sects..."

Lei Yinzi opened his mouth to explain, but he was interrupted by a voice just after he finished speaking:

"What's the right to speak, a small Tianwu world, just take out the token." Crazy Mo snorted coldly: "This Chen Zhi doesn't understand the rules, so don't you, Lei Yinzi, too?! I'm the one to be the one!" Forget it, the leader!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire attic suddenly froze. Lei Yinzi squinted his eyes and stared at Madman Mo, who looked at him arrogantly, and the other monks around turned their eyes away.

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded from outside the attic:

"You don't need others to intervene in how Chen does things. If you don't understand what Chen is doing, just go back to the Vast Sea Realm!"

Before the words were finished, the door opened directly, and Chen Zhi walked into the attic with a blank expression.

As soon as he entered the attic, Chen Zhi glanced at the monks present. Among them, the eight monks from the Sin Demon Hall, headed by Madman Mo, looked at him with a sneer on their faces, while the Haitian Seven Swordsmen were drinking tea expressionlessly. As a big man, he was looking at him with a scrutiny.

As for the monks of Leiling Sect and Pudu Temple, they said nothing, but judging from the expressions of these people, they didn't seem to obey the management very much.

"It seems that these four high-level sects have teamed up to create a problem for me."

The corners of Chen Zhi's mouth curled up slightly, with a sneering smile, his eyes finally fixed on Madman Mo, with a cold gleam in his eyes.

Crazy Mo was famous for his insanity in the Temple of Sin, but after being scolded by Chen Zhi, his face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and he asked word by word: "What did you say?"

"Since you are here, you belong to Mr. Chen's subordinates. If you are unhappy, you can go back to Tianwu!" Chen Zhi said, stepping out slowly, his steps were very heavy, every step on the ground, the whole attic could not help The ground shakes violently!

A monk from Pudu Temple who was sitting cross-legged on a chair suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Chen Zhi's gaze with astonishment, while the eldest grandson Wuwei on the other side also had a bright light in his eyes.

Crazy Mo's pupils shrank suddenly. As Chen Zhi walked in, he seemed to have an illusion that what was walking towards him was not a monk, but a terrifying giant beast.

"You are just a guy who has just been promoted to Nascent Soul, what qualifications do you have to lead us!" A strange color flashed in the eyes of Madman Mo, and he said with a sneer. His words were obviously reminding the monks present. After all, although he is crazy, he can Today's cultivation is not a fool, so when he opened his mouth, he tried to win over all the monks present.

Behind him, the seven cultivators of the Temple of Sin also stood up at the same time. These eight people were all at the peak of the fifth level of the Golden Core. They didn't believe that the eight of them would be defeated by Chen Zhi, who had just advanced to the Nascent Soul.

Seeing the behavior of these eight people, Lei Yinzi's face flashed a touch of sympathy. Sure enough, the moment the eight people got up, there was a flash of thunder under Chen Zhi's feet, and he appeared in front of the eight people in an instant.

Then, before the eight people could react, Chen Zhi's fists had already swung violently. In an instant, the shadows of the eight fists slammed on the eight people, and there were eight loud noises in a row. The sandbags flew out directly and smashed heavily on the wall of the attic.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, half of the attic collapsed immediately, and after the eight Sin Demon Temple monks crashed into the attic, they flew a distance of more than ten feet before stopping. The eight people were lying on the ground covered in blood, He was seriously injured.

In the attic, everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded, and then looked at the motionless cultivator of the Sin Demon Palace, and all the people present gasped.

Chen Zhi put his hands behind his back, slowly turned around, and stared at the monks present with awe-inspiring eyes. At this time, no one dared to look at him, whether it was the eldest grandson Wuwei of Haitian Seven Swords or the monks of Lei Lingzong.

"Now, you should have no comments, right?"

Chen Zhi's calm voice echoed in the dilapidated attic, and at the same time, a divine consciousness equivalent to that of a fifth-layer Nascent Soul monk was released suddenly. This terrifying consciousness, like the last straw, pressed hard In the hearts of everyone present.

The world of cultivating immortals is a very realistic world. After Chen Zhi showed enough strength, of course no one of the monks present would be stupid enough to stand up and refute. After all, Crazy Mo and others are still lying there!

Chapter 391 Goodbye Shuangying

"Now, everyone should have no comments?" Chen Zhi repeated, his voice seemed so clear and piercing in the half-collapsed attic.

No one answered, Changsun Wuwei lowered his eyelids, as Changsun Qing's son, his eyesight is considered the best among those present, and he can see Chen Zhi's strength at a glance, even if his grandfather is on par, if he doesn't use it The power of rules is only five or five.

What's more, the reason why Changsun Qing sent him here this time is mainly because he has been stagnant at the peak of the fifth level of Jindan for ten years, and during this period, he has tried various pills countless times without any improvement." This time, his purpose of coming here is to continue this war and break through the bottleneck, and it is for him." Haitian Seven Swords Sect specially sent six monks who also practiced "Haitian Seven Swords".

So he did not come to Tianwu this time to seize power.

He didn't make any movement, and the six monks of the other night of Haitian Seven Swords Gate certainly didn't make any movement. As for the nine monks in Pudu Temple, they didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. I'm afraid their idea is exactly the same as that of Changbie Wuwei .

As for the four monks of Lei Lingzong, only Hua Zheng made a fuss at first, and the other three had a pretty good relationship with Lei Yinzi, so they were naturally shocked by Chen Zhi at this time.

"It seems that no one has any objections." Chen Zhi shrugged his shoulders, "as if everyone supported him as a superior, the eldest grandson Wuwei rolled his eyes involuntarily.

"Lei Yinzi."

Yin Zi walked up to Chen Zhi and bowed respectfully.

"Move them to a quiet attic and treat them well." Chen Zhi ordered, "Although he kept telling these guys to go back, it was just to annoy Madman Mo, before he came." Chen Zhi had already learned from Lei Yinzi Knowing the habits of the few monks who came, it can be said that from the very beginning, he was ready to take the lunatic Mo and the monks of Yuanmo Temple.

However, Chen Zhi is also clear about the reason why too much is too much, so although he made a move before, it only used [-]% of his strength, and then he arranged for treatment. After all, he knows the magic monk Chen Zhi very well. These people's worship of power is naked." Whose fist Whoever is the oldest is the boss, which is the second reason why he took Mad Mo and the others under his knife.

Lei Yinzi is also a clever person. As soon as Chen Zhi said it, he understood, and immediately called several onlookers from the Tianji Pavilion monks to help. After all, Chen Zhi made such a big commotion that the entire Tianji Pavilion had already been alarmed.

Seeing the eight monks from Yuanmo Temple being carried into another attic, Chen Zhi just turned around, stared at the monks present indifferently, stretched out his hand, and set up a soundproof shield, and then said, "I know The reason you came here is "Yes, the war in the world of cultivating immortals can indeed allow a monk to break through the bottleneck that has been troubled on the battlefield, but also, the battlefield is also very dangerous. These things" Before you came, the elders of the sect must have already I said it, so I won't talk nonsense "But there is one thing, I think you should be clear."

As Chen Zhi said, he glanced coldly at the many monks present: "This is a battlefield, not the small fights that you usually fight alone. A mess of sand will only make you die faster!" "

"Tuoba Hong!"

Chen Zhi turned his head and shouted, and immediately a strong man with a height of eight or nine feet pushed the door in. It was Tuoba Hong after his transformation. As Tuoba Hong entered the room, a terrifying aura came over his face.

"National Soul Triple Cultivator" No, it's an eighth-level monster! " Changbie Wuwei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in a low voice.

Tuoba Hong turned his head, glanced at Changsun Wuwei, grinned, but stood obediently behind Chen Zhi.

Seeing this scene, all the cultivators present were secretly shocked. Could it be that this eighth-level monster is Chen Zhi's spirit beast?

No wonder... no wonder Lei Lingzong sent this person here!

At this time, no one will think that Chen Zhihui is the cannon fodder of Lei Lingzong. Just kidding, a guy who has just been promoted to Yuanying is already comparable to the five great monks of Yuanying who have not used the power of rules, and this guy has a head An eighth-level spirit beast!

Chen Zhi saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, secretly laughed in his heart, and said with a blank expression: "In three days, we will go to the front line." At that time, Mu Lingzi will be your commander, and the deputy commander" will be Tuoba Hong."

Tuoba Hong still stood expressionlessly behind Chen Zhi. People who didn't know thought that he obeyed Chen Zhiyan, but in the eyes of Chang Bie Wuwei and others, it was clear that Chen Zhi had sent an eighth-level spirit beast here. spy on them.

That's all... Anyway, after the bottleneck is loosened, they will leave.

In the minds of the cultivators present, this sentence came to mind at the same time, which is tantamount to acquiescing to Chen Zhi's order.