Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

When the dust settled, Ding Buhui was breathing heavily, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was seriously injured. He looked at Lu Chen with a murderous look.

He had to admit that this boy was indeed powerful. Not only did he have strong internal energy, but his defense was also extremely strong. He had been at a disadvantage in the battle just now.

To be honest, Ding Buhui regretted staying to intercept Lu Chen, but now she was injured and that kid was incredibly fast. It would be useless to run away now. She had no choice but to fight with all her might.

Ding Buhui flew towards Lu Chen on his sword again, with the sword in his hand shining brightly.

Lu Chen hovered in the air with his sword, his face sullen, his right palm placed upright in front of his chest, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

"Om..."

Suddenly, the mysterious light became stronger, and a palm as big as a mountain came out from Lu Chen's hand as if it were real. It was so fast that in the blink of an eye it slapped Ding Buhui who was flying at high speed.

"No...ah..." Ding Buhui let out a scream, his body flew backwards, fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, his face was pale and his eyes were dull.

From a distance, Ding Buhui was swatted like a mosquito by a huge palm condensed from true energy.

"Haha... the power is indeed good, but the consumption is a bit high." Lu Chen laughed while panting.

He once again used himself as a medium, poured all the essence in his body into his palms, and used his self-created Tathagata Palm, but at the same time he discovered the flaw in this skill.

The first is that it consumes a lot of true energy. The more true energy you use, the bigger the condensed palm will be, and the more powerful it will be.

Secondly, it is easy for monks to dodge and must be attacked by surprise. This seems to be the disadvantage of all long-range attack magic weapons.

Lu Chen flew to Ding Buhui's side on his sword, and did not show any pity when he saw him dying. This is how the world of cultivation is. If you are too soft-hearted and have a fragile heart, you may not live to see tomorrow's sunrise.

Lu Chen sent out a stream of true energy into Ding Buhui's mind and performed the soul-searching technique. Ding Buhui convulsed in pain and passed out after one or two breaths. Lu Chen stopped casting the spell only after confirming that Ding Buhui had not deceived him.

Then he threw a fireball and turned him into ashes.

After doing all this, Lu Chen took out Ding Buhui's information jade token, injected his spiritual consciousness into it, and according to the direction he had told him before, he threw out the flying boat, using the formation signal tower as a reference, and flew towards the northwest.

During the flight, Lu Chen counted the resources. He had obtained 2.2 million medium-grade spirit stones from selling Fire Crystals and Purple Marrow Steel. He spent 1.5 million of them to pay off Zhao Chengzhi's debt, leaving him with 700,000. He also spent 600,000 on body refining.

After careful calculation, he only had 100,000 mid-grade spirit stones left. The Chaos Dao Sheng Jue was already very expensive, and he didn't expect that the Chaos Body Refining Technique would also cost so much spirit stones.

This amount of spirit stones may seem like a lot, but for Lu Chen, it is estimated that it will not even be enough to fill the gaps between his teeth after breaking through to the great perfection of the foundation-building stage, because Lu Chen clearly feels that the higher the realm he advances, the more spirit stones he will consume.

Lu Chen was thinking of refining some pills to sell, which should be a good way to make money.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened. Seeing this, Lu Chen was delighted and quickly increased his flying speed.

Half an hour later, an area of ​​dark clouds, lightning and thunder appeared in the sky ahead, while outside this area the sky was clear with white clouds.

Soon a big mountain appeared in the distance, and at the foot of the mountain was a touch of purple, like a purple veil covering the mountainside, shining with purple light, extremely beautiful.

"Haha...finally found it!" Lu Chen shouted excitedly.

The spiritual consciousness controlled the flying boat to fly towards the top of the mountain, but the flying boat suddenly lost power and began to fall rapidly.

Lu Chen, who had had similar experiences, knew that this was a no-fly zone, so he did not panic. He sent the flying boat into the golden bead world and continued to fall.

When he was almost at a certain distance from the ground, Lu Chen activated the protective Qi and emitted a stream of True Energy. With the help of the reactionary force of the True Energy, his body flew into the air again and then landed steadily.

Then he moved the Xuantian Nine Steps to the extreme and stepped on the tree canopy. His body turned into several afterimages, leaving only slightly shaking branches.

About fifty meters away from Zizhu Mountain, Lu Chen stopped, not to admire the beautiful purple bamboo forest, but because he did not dare to climb Zizhu Mountain.

I saw that the trunk of each purple bamboo was as thick as a thigh, and was dark purple all over. The leaves were light purple, crystal clear, and emitted a faint purple halo. They were very beautiful when connected together.

The most terrible thing was that black lightning arcs as thick as arms kept striking down from the sky. The black lightning arcs landed on the purple bamboo, but did not damage it. Instead, they extended to all sides. The entire bamboo forest was flashing with black electric light, which was very strange.

Thunder and lightning are something that all living things are born with a fear of, and monks are no exception.

Especially the thunder tribulation, which is really the nightmare of all cultivators. I don’t know how many cultivators have practiced hard for their entire lives, but ended up being struck to ashes by the thunder tribulation when they were trying to overcome it.

"What should I do? The bitter bamboo should be on the top of this mountain. Should I just go back like this? All my efforts would be in vain." Lu Chen stood at the foot of Zizhu Mountain, muttering to himself unwillingly.

"Crack..." At this moment, a black arc of lightning struck the purple bamboo in front of Lu Chen. The black electric light crackled, as if warning Lu Chen to move forward.

Seeing this, Lu Chen showed a bitter expression, he was really in a dilemma.

"They are there!" A shout suddenly rang out, and then three monks flashed forward and surrounded Zhong Tao and Gu Feng.

Because the two of them had just killed a second-order monster together and were resting on the spot. They saw that the two people who came were the two cultivators, one tall and one short, who had reached the great perfection of the Qi Refining Stage and had been chased away by Zhong Tao using various talismans before. They also brought a helper who was also at the great perfection of the Qi Refining Stage. The two of them immediately stood up and looked at the three people vigilantly.

"Fatty! I'm going to beat you into a dead pig's head today!" The short man pointed at Zhong Tao and shouted.

"Haha... You are so shameless. I don't know who was beaten by me and fled, yet he has the nerve to come back and die." Zhong Tao was defeated but not in momentum. He held a few talismans in his left hand and a magical sword appeared in his right hand.

Gu Feng frowned slightly, knowing very well that he and Zhong Tao could not defeat the other three with their skills.

"Brother Long! That fat guy is a talisman master. You have to be careful of his talismans." The short monk reminded.

"Hehe... talismans? That's nothing to worry about. I have my own way to deal with it." Senior Brother Zhou looked at Zhong Tao and Gu Feng with some disdain, and a flag appeared in his hand.

The short man's eyes lit up when he saw Senior Brother Zhou take out his famous magic weapon, the Soul-Devouring Banner. This magic weapon was completely black and gave off a cold aura. It was specially used to collect the souls of living beings and deposit them in the Soul-Devouring Banner. It was extremely powerful.

"Get started!" the tall monk growled.

The three of them each poured spiritual power into their weapons and attacked Zhong Tao and Gu Feng.