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Chapter 287 Jindan cultivator Yue Tianlun

"What the hell is this? Your body is torn apart, and you can still stand up after being pieced together?" Chen Xinghe waved his hand and struck out with a sword.

The Qing Suo Sword was closed in the bright sun, and its true form showed up and drew out dazzling fire. Its firepower was a bit crazy, and it also led to the thunder and lightning in the right hand.

This sword was really brutal, hurting the body, soul, and brain, but the violent fist still roared.

Chen Xinghe drew his sword and escaped to the left.

The big man in front of him was really strange. Could it be that he could become immortal in the later stages of foundation building? So he did not retreat, fearing that the punch would be weird, and he dodged it sideways without any hesitation.

Facts have proved that it is right to be cautious. Crazy fists hide great dangers, and a high-pitched dragon roar was released after a moment.

"Ang..." Boundless strange power descended, and the underground cave collapsed rapidly.

I saw layers of stone walls shattering and disappearing, and holes as big as three acres were blasted upward diagonally. Water from the pool outside and waterfalls rushed in, and soon there was flood water in all directions.

At this moment, Kuang Jue's body shook, then shook again, twitching violently.

Then, the ridiculously tall figure fell into the water with a "plop", and hot blood spurted out from the cracks in his body.

Chen Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and after a moment of careful sensing, he felt that the danger was over. He quickly sheathed his sword and sat cross-legged, pursuing the passage to seize the body and escaping.

A dim red volcano rose up in front of me, and I saw a half-human, half-dragon being fighting with the old man on the mountain. The sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, and the volcano erupted. Every blow coincided with the truth of heaven and earth.

The old man on the mountain roared angrily: "Madman, stop now. Chen Xinghe has mastered the secret technique of seizing a body and has entered the soul aperture on the top of his skull. You are no match for him now that you are so miserable. Only by joining forces with me can we fight against foreign enemies."

"Fuck your mother, all fools know that the golden elixir stage soul is far better than the foundation stage soul. You are a hundred times more dangerous than him."

"Humph, if you don't get enough oil and salt, you deserve to die." The old man on the mountain suddenly made a hand seal and muttered something in his mouth: "On the top of the burning blood, the body is transformed into a talisman, and the wonderful truth of the spiritual axis is the most complete article in Suwen, Ji!"

It was too late to speak, but in an instant, two carts of bamboo slips appeared behind the old man. The bamboo slips on the left were blooming with golden light, and the bamboo slips on the right were blooming with silver light. The two colors of light grew rapidly, clamping down on Kuang Jue.

"Old man, you are really showing weakness." Kuang Jue was furious. He was not stupid. He naturally knew that the lesser of two evils was better. How could a mere foundation-building kid compare to the old ghost of Jin Dan? The old ghost just helped him.

Fusion of bodies is just for profit.

"Rumble..." Kuangjue held up the golden and silver light and looked up to the sky and roared: "I am Kuangjue, a dragon, and my bloodline is self-sufficient in divine power. Even if you are a golden elixir monk, you cannot suppress me."

"Really? You may not know the Second Book of Lingsu. Can you feel that you can still move?"

Huanlong Kuangjue looked horrified. He really couldn't control his body. When did he get hit? He didn't know anything about it.

The old man on the mountain laughed proudly: "Hahaha, I didn't expect to see the genuine blood of the Dragon family. This is much stronger than the weak snake demon that I took away before."

Before the laughter could even reach the ground, a green light suddenly flashed over, and raging flames steamed up.

Chen Xinghe struck out with his sword, for no other reason than to create an opportunity for Kuang Jue.

If this big guy didn't seize the opportunity, he would immediately cut off the passage to seize the body and exit without saying a word. The result of procrastination would be death.

"Old man, you asked for this." Kuang Jue disliked being suppressed the most in his life. He knew that if he didn't make a decisive move, he might even lose the opportunity to commit suicide.

The soul exploded, and Kuang Jue used all his strength to impact the old man. After all, he was the owner of this body and inherited the bloodline of the Huanlong family. Once he made up his mind to die together, no one could reverse it.

"Hmph!" The old man from Shanyue snorted coldly and said calmly: "You juniors underestimate the ability of the golden elixir monks! Look at how I can turn my hands into clouds and turn my hands into rain."

Chen Xinghe felt that he was witnessing a miracle.

Kuang Jue lay in the water and twitched violently, and soon a large amount of black fluid flowed from all over his body, and at the same time his bones began to shrink miraculously.

The giant man is changing towards his normal body shape, and a layer of bright red blood evil appears on the surface of his body, forming a knot at an extremely fast speed.

The old man on the mountain is helping this body to remove the damage so that it can welcome the soul.

At this moment, Chen Xinghe used his mind to summon the manifestation of the Great Sun Tribulation to hit the enemy, and the Qingsuo Sword followed closely, pulling out a dark purple thunder fire that was sufficiently demonic and stunning.

Just this one blow, if it doesn't work, run away.

The bright sun caused the old man on the mountain to smoke all over his body, and the thunder and fire behind him was also unkind, forcing him to retreat "thump thump thump".

"What kind of skill is this? How weird is it?"

"Damn it, is this a secret skill or a magical power..." The old man on Shanyue was greatly surprised. All the fire in the world was concentrating on him. This kind of flame had exceeded the scope of divine fire, and it faintly brought out a wisp of annihilation evil force.

These methods were truly terrifying and extremely restrained, and cracks suddenly appeared on his body, revealing the injuries that he had tried so hard to conceal.

Chen Xinghe's eyes lit up: "I'm just telling you! Kuang Jue is so determined to self-destruct, why are you not even injured at all? It turns out it was a bluff."

"Rong!" The old man on the mountain shouted loudly, and his soul suddenly formed a close connection with Kuang Jue's body, and his aura suddenly became more than four times stronger.

Haorijie reduced its firepower and took away the Qingsuo Sword together. The surrounding area was suddenly as cold as an ice cellar, and the soul was frozen.

"Bang..."

"Bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang bang..." The fist was shattered.

Chen Xinghe punched, and the divine ape behind him was carrying the cauldron. The gurgling sound could be heard endlessly. It was the sound of Kuangjue's whole body's strength converging on the cauldron.

One hundred punches, one thousand punches, ten thousand punches, one hundred thousand punches.

Even though the old man's soul was huge, he still seemed unstable under such a rapid attack. The cracks on his body expanded instantly, making him feel like he was doomed.

"Boom, boom, boom..." All the fist shadows converged into one punch.

This punch was earth-shattering, bursting out with arrogance that shook the heavens and the earth, leading Chen Xinghe into the soul of the old man on the mountain.

The next moment, the mountains collapsed and the sky was filled with crystals.

Wandering among the fragments of the soul, began to seize the body...

"Hey, Senior Brother Yue, wake up quickly. Why did you fall asleep in the magic class? The teacher was so angry that he just threw up his sleeves and left."

"Junior Brother Luo, please stop meddling in my affairs. Don't listen to him talking nonsense all day long. The old man will only seek fame and reputation, but he has no ability. Just watch! I will definitely win the next competition among my classmates."

Chen Xinghe realized that he had become Jindan monk Yue Tianlun, and now he was ten years old and had just entered the Qi refining period.

This Yue Tianlun has an outstanding family background, is rebellious and stubborn, and the enlightenment teacher has nothing to do with him.

However, he is such a little brat who does what he says.

He actually continued to win competitions among his fellow disciples, which further fueled his arrogance and made him look down upon his fellow disciples and his enlightenment teacher.

Until he killed the young prince of Prince Wu's Mansion, everything around him began to change drastically.

The Daduan Dynasty was founded on cultivators, and when it came to the level of the royal palace, there must have been great Nascent Soul cultivators.

When the young prince went out, he should have been cheered by everyone, and he should have carried a magic talisman, but that day he didn't.
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