Becoming a succubus tentacle monster in the world of cultivation

Chu Ximing was in a similar condition. Although he had Ye Chen's elixir, his injuries were much more serious than those of Long Aotian and the others.

"My friend, my name is Chu Ximing. I'm a senior of Geng Ling, and I'm currently studying at Xianling Academy."

"Xianlingyuan?" Ye Chen repeated, then said, "My name is Ye Chen, and I'm Geng Ling's friend."

"Friend, do you think I believe you?" Chu Ximing complained in his heart, but he remained expressionless.

"Well, Brother Ye, there are seven Saint Son-level figures on the opposite side, including Long Aotian. I fought desperately to break through the Nascent Soul stage and barely repelled them. I'm afraid their injuries have almost recovered by now."

Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage? Ye Chen's mind moved: "Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage in the White Saint Secret Realm?"

"Yes, Chu once asked the teacher in the academy for a fake death pill specifically for the White Saint Secret Realm, which is how he avoided being wiped out by the thunder."

Ye Chen understood, and blocked the nine giant dragons again, spitting out blood again, and then nodded calmly.

Then Ye Chen saw eighteen giant dragons gathering in the distance, and also saw seven figures slowly approaching.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, prepare to defend against the enemy, they are coming!"

Chu Ximing stepped out of the formation, "Okay!"

Geng Xing had already seen Ye Chen coming, but he did not say hello. Now was a critical moment and he could not afford to be distracted.

You must hold on for the last half hour or so.

Chu Ximing stepped out of the formation and looked at the eighteen giant dragons galloping in the distance and the seven figures flying slowly towards him. He felt that he was filled with heroic spirit. This should be the final decisive battle. He felt that there should be background music here.

Of course Ye Chen didn’t understand any of this.

Chu Ximing glanced at Ye Chen, and the heroic spirit in his heart immediately disappeared. He secretly swore in his heart that after this incident, he must kill this guy who might destabilize the situation.

Both sides accelerated and collided with each other in an instant.

Chu Ximing faced Long Aotian again, and Ye Chen fought with the other six people.

Chu Ximing put on a set of armor again, with thunder on his body and his fists covered with the eternal thunder, smashing towards Long Aotian. Long Aotian did not give in, and rushed towards Chu Ximing with his fists shining with golden light.

After a collision, both sides retreated. Chu Ximing smashed the seven dragons with one punch and then spoke: "Mother Qi of Heaven and Earth?"

"Long Aotian, you truly live up to your name, Aotian."

Although Chu Ximing and the people in Xianling Academy laughed at Long Aotian's name, no one ever underestimated Long Aotian's strength.

Chu Ximing and Long Aotian rushed towards each other again.

Ye Chen swung his gun to smash the remaining dragon into pieces and spat out blood again.

He rushed towards the remaining six people with a gun, and tied them up for a while.

After all, except for the core of the formation, the remaining five people have not recovered from their injuries. Although Ye Chen kept vomiting blood, he was always in peak condition because of the Immortal Divine Fire.

After fighting for a while, Zhen Xin felt the change in his spiritual power and shouted, "Time is running out! Don't hold back!"

The attack of eighteen giant dragons and thousands of people came again. While Ye Chen and Chu Ximing were resisting the attack, Long Aotian and others fully exchanged the rare treasures on their bodies. Now everyone was covered with dozens of defensive talismans and a bunch of pills. Xuan Tianji, as the son of the Kaiyang Holy Land, a holy land for refining weapons, gave each person a heart-protecting mirror, and all seven of them ate the violent pill.

Ye Chen also swallowed a re-improved violent pill and passed one to Chu Ximing, who took it and swallowed it. The nine people in the sky instantly had red eyes. Nine people couldn't put together a pair of normal eyes.

The nine of them instantly engaged in a fight, with no clear winner for a while. However, Ye Chen and Chu Ximing still had to fend off the attacks of over a thousand people and eighteen giant dragons, and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Ye Chen and Chu Ximing stood back to back. Ye Chen drew out half of the Immortal Fire from his brows and covered Chu Ximing with it. “The Immortal Fire can automatically heal your injuries.”

Chu Ximing thought to himself, "Good job, Ye Chen! No wonder he vomited blood for over half an hour and nothing happened. So there's this thing."

"Thank you, Brother Ye."

"No need, let's protect Geng Ling together!"

You called me Geng Ling too? Chu Ximing shouted in his heart, only schoolmate Qingqing could call me that!

Although the Immortal Fire helped to relieve Chu Ximing's pressure, he still couldn't escape the disadvantageous situation. Ye Chen also began to suffer injuries because he had shared half of the Immortal Fire.

The attacks of over a thousand men and eighteen dragons were truly annoying.

Ye Chen unleashed three divine fires, repelling six people and once again shattering the giant dragon rushing towards Geng Xing. He then rushed towards Xuan Tianji and stabbed him in the chest with a gun, shattering all the talismans on his body, but they were blocked by the heart-protecting mirror.

The immortal fire spread along the tip of the gun to the heart-protecting mirror.

"Refine!" The heart-protecting mirror instantly turned into scrap metal. Ye Chen was about to use his strength to pierce Xuan Tianji again, but he heard a cold and pleasant voice:

"Give it to me! Die!!"

Ye Chen was stunned by the huge contrast between the cold and pleasant voice and the vulgar words. He turned his head to look at the source of the voice. It was the Yuheng Saint who had already rushed in front of Ye Chen. The Yuheng Saint stabbed with a sword, and Ye Chen had to give up Xuan Tianji and waved his gun to block.

Ye Chen stepped back and once again shattered the attacks of many holy land disciples on Geng Xing, but was kicked in the back by the Yuheng Saintess.

"puff!"

Seeing this, the other five people rushed forward to attack.

Chu Ximing and Ye Chen couldn't hold on for much longer. They had to protect Geng Xing from the holy land disciples and the dragon while fighting against equally powerful enemies.

But neither of them retreated. Not long after, eighteen giant dragons rushed towards them again. The two of them immediately retreated to protect the formation where Geng Xing was. After smashing the giant dragons, they were too late to resist the attacks of Long Aotian and others, and the two of them were seriously injured.

But he still dragged his seriously injured body to fight against Long Aotian and others.

Zhen Xin was getting anxious and yelled, "It's almost too late!"

Long Aotian and others immediately rushed towards Geng Xing, but were stopped by the seriously injured Ye Chen and Chu Ximing.

Long Aotian was furious: "If you want to die, I'll grant your wish!!"

Suddenly, a powerful pressure descended from the sky, and everyone was pressed down and unable to move.

Zhen Xin's face turned pale as he murmured, "It's too late..."

"Hahaha, it worked!!" Chu Ximing laughed.

Geng Xing put away the third-grade formation outside and slowly stepped out. The light footsteps were like a huge hammer hitting the hearts of Long Aotian and others.

Geng Xing took one step at a time and slowly spoke forward, "From this moment on, in the White Saint Secret Realm, I am the sky!"

"Wow, so handsome!" Chu Ximing was shocked. This move made his junior sister Geng Ling look impressive.

"Ms. Geng Ling, you are finally okay!" Ye Chen almost snotted.

Geng Ling came to Chu Ximing and Ye Chen and said softly, "Thank you very much. You can take a rest first. Leave this to me."

Chu Ximing listened to these words that gave him a sense of security and sighed that Qingqing was really lucky.

Ye Chen said: "Okay! Geng Ling, be careful!"

Geng Ling took another step forward, and the pressure instantly became several times heavier. If Long Aotian was in his prime, he could walk leisurely under such pressure, but they were already seriously injured, and the only one who was in a better position was not a simple martial artist.

Long Aotian and the others struggled to hold on, when suddenly Long Aotian roared, "Open... for me!!"

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