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Chapter 360 Hearing People Praise My Name

Gray fog filled the inside and outside of the cabin.

Amidst the noise, countless people were walking back and forth inside and outside the cabin, either attacking or avoiding. From time to time, several people fell from the boat.

Suddenly, the boat and the boat seemed to have turned into a battlefield, chaotic and disorderly.

Suddenly!

Strong lights flashed from the sky, illuminating the surrounding river as if it were daytime.

The waves on the river were turbulent, and the clouds and mist were billowing in the sky.

The power of terror fell, and everyone's hearts trembled!

"When did I wait for so many people on the boat?"

The king of the city, Gao Yi, walked out tremblingly at this time, feeling the drastic changes in the mountains and rivers around him, and feeling frightened in his heart.

Although he had seen monks casting spells in the past, he only stood on the sidelines and watched. Now on the ship, feeling the power of the power of heaven and earth being controlled by people, and the surging power roaring around him, he finally understood the great terror.

!

"Is this the power of a monk? It is indeed beyond the power of ordinary people to resist or even imagine!"

"Do you know how powerful you are now?" Gao Maode looked back and smiled bitterly, "Even if you are powerful in Qi State, in the eyes of those real immortal monks, you are just dust for a while, so don't think of it as Yin Si or Yin De.

It can be restrained. In the final analysis, this is a matter of settling accounts afterwards. If a monk really breaks out regardless of all costs and wants to kill you, kill me, and destroy the Qi royal family, even if he is killed by the heavenly tribulation afterwards, what will happen to the people who were killed?

?”

Gao Min was speechless, his pupils reflected the distant golden light, and the white figure slowly descending, nodded slowly.

"you're right."

Gao Maode still smiled bitterly and whispered: "Uncle, please be careful later. Those seven Taoists have escaped, Chen Fangqing will definitely be angry, and you and I may be angered..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly blurred, and Chen Cuo, dressed in white, appeared in front of him.

"No need to worry."

He chuckled and said, "Just move forward, there is no need to ask anything else."

As he spoke, the people fighting inside and outside the cabin slowly disappeared, and the people struggling and swimming in the river slowly disappeared.

The raging river slowly calmed down, and the clouds and fog in the sky slowly dissipated.

In the frightened eyes of Gao Mi and Gao Maode, the originally chaotic and disorderly scene disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by calm seas, and the moonlight was like frost, falling on the inside and outside of the cabin, which was a bit poetic.

But when this scene fell in the eyes of Gao Ming, Gao Maode, and the rest of the people, it made their hair stand on end, and they felt infinite fear in their hearts.

"Don't be afraid." Chen Cuo looked at the faces of the two people distorted by fear and smiled as usual, "Instruct us to go down and turn the ship around. Instead of going to Huainan, we will go to the capital of Qi, Yecheng."

On the river, the last wisp of gray fog dissipated

The strong wind roared, and the turbulent air flow passed by the ears of Su Ding and the other seven Taoists. The surrounding golden light slowly weakened and gradually dissipated.

The strong wind was outside, but they were also shocked in their hearts.

"This voodoo boy can actually lead us to escape from the hands of Chen Fangqing!"

"The last thing he used seemed to be the Ten Thousand Poison Mysterious Pearls, and they were not physical Mysterious Pearls. They were born out of nothing!"

"How old is this kid? He has already achieved this level of cultivation?"



When the light disappeared and the strong wind stopped, several people felt their bodies falling and suddenly landed on the ground.

Su Ding and others had their cultivation level sealed. They stumbled a few times before they could maintain their balance. After they stood firm, they all looked anxiously towards "Nie Zhengrong".

"Good nephew!" Su Ding stepped forward and asked tentatively: "Just now I saw you condense beads out of thin air..."

"Ten Thousand Poison Beads." Chen Cuo smiled faintly, spread out his fingers, and saw illusory lights and shadows glowing with various colors, converging and condensing into a round bead, with various lights and shadows glowing in it.

Su Ding and others took advantage of the situation and looked over. Just staring, their eyes and minds were captured by it. They could vaguely see all kinds of joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the world, and indulged in it...

Snapped!

There was a soft sound, and Chen Cuo suddenly clenched his fist.

The colorful bead was held by him and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

As a result, Su Ding and others suddenly came back to their senses, and their expressions changed as they looked at each other.

"Ju Hou Song Jue, Ten Thousand Poisons Mysterious Bead! You follow your heart with this Mysterious Bead, your thoughts are in harmony, and all the poisonous desires in the world are condensed into it! At this level, you should be about to reach immortality!"

Su Ding's words contained deep surprise. This was not a disguise. He looked at "Nie Zhengrong" seriously.

"How old are you now? You must be less than forty years old, and you are already about to embark on immortality? With such talent... no wonder you can escape from the hands of Chen Fangqing!"

This time, Chen Cuo established himself here as "Nie Zhengrong". When he heard his name from others, he found it interesting for a moment.

It should be noted that this Tao of Creation is denounced by the Immortal Sect as an evil spirit, and its behavior is quite mysterious and weird. It is difficult to even contact one or two successors on weekdays, let alone listen to their discussions.

Now that he had the opportunity, Chen Cuo smiled and asked: "What, then Chen Fangqing is very famous?"

When he asked this question, the seven Taoists looked at each other in confusion.

Su Ding asked: "My wise nephew, don't you know Chen Fangqing's name?"

"Of course I know," Chen Cuo laughed. There are probably few people in the world who know this name better than him. "But after all, this person is just a new generation disciple of the Yuxu Eight Sect. No matter how much he cultivates,

If you work diligently, there will always be elders from the sect who will keep you in check..."

"Oh, from what you said, I must have been in retreat recently and didn't know the situation. Chen Fangqing is really a once-in-a-century talent in the Taoist sect!" Su Ding sighed, then smiled bitterly, "I can't blame you, after all.

Before actually meeting the Chen Jiazi, we were skeptical. We just thought he was powerful, but we never expected that he was so powerful. When we met, we were defeated one after another, no matter the magic weapon, the formation, or even the secret method in the sect.

They are all vulnerable to it!"

After talking about it later, Su Ding still looked frightened.

Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes but said nothing.

Unable to respond, Su Ding paused slightly, then continued: "If a monk practices without growing up, it is ultimately vain! Those who are not born in the same generation will not be able to live forever. After more than a hundred years, it will be just a piece of loess. Then Chen Fangqing said that he was in a state of trance.

Hidden, and now he suddenly appears, he has already stepped into immortality! From now on, we will no longer be able to treat him as someone of the younger generation, and he is someone like the elders in our sect!"

"Oh?" Chen Cuo got some meaning from these words, and combined with Nie Zhengrong's memory fragments, he asked: "Is it possible that other companies are like me in voodoo, or their talents are withering?

, so that he, Chen Fangqing, who is a latecomer to Changsheng, can make all the master uncles so fearful? "

"Ah this..."

Su Ding was suffocated, and then said: "This... you can't say that. Our Wushan Sect still has a lot of rising stars, but our holy sect has always been suppressed by the Yuxu people. If there are any rising stars, they will all be killed."

Being suppressed and cut off by others, almost all generations have to endure the situation of independency. This has happened from generation to generation, so it has become more and more declining. There are fewer and fewer people. If they are still suppressed, it will be even more difficult for them to produce peerless talents like Chen Jiazi!"

The Taoist next to him also said: "The name of Chen Jiazi has been circulated in the Holy Religion for a long time. Even the venerable ones often mentioned it, which attracted many people to discuss it. Unfortunately, no one in our Holy Religion can compete with it, and it has not been until today."

You know, there are still capable people in our Holy Sect!”

"yes!"

"That's right!"

"Exactly this!"

Listening to several people putting high hats on themselves, Chen Cuo did not appreciate it. Instead, he asked: "Although I have escaped from Chen Fangqing's fence, I can't say it is safe yet. Chen Fangqing is in charge of the position of Lord of the River. Being close to the water is dangerous, or is it better?"

Let’s go to Huainan first…”

Seeing that he was not stunned by the compliments, all the Taoists could not help but frown slightly.

The name cannot be changed, the intention is great!

Su Ding thought about it secretly and was about to say more, but his expression changed slightly.

Snapped!

In the air, a piece of talisman paper.

"We are descendants of the Li Luan Dao! Are there any fellow disciples here? Please help me from my fellow disciples!"


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