Looking at the endless boudoir in front of him, Chen Shuo couldn't help but sigh. It was indeed the sect that was ranked first in ancient times, but this imposing manner was different.
Ranked first among them, the most conspicuous one was a jade slip marked "The Soul-Eating Heart Sutra". Chen Shuo went to take a quick look at the introduction, only to find that the Soul-Eating Heart Sutra was only a fragment, but it was also a genuine one.
So easy to get.
My inheritance from the Giant Spirit Emperor is just an incomplete Soul-Eating Heart Sutra.
At this moment, Chen Shuo felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, as if something was attracting him. Chen Shuo followed the voice in his heart and walked forward, and finally came to an inconspicuous cabinet.
I saw a simple token placed on the counter, with a large "spiritual" character engraved on it.
Chen Shuo subconsciously picked up the token, and Chen Shuo's hand that the token touched turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Chen Shuo's body. It came to his Dantian and fell silent. No matter how Chen Shuo urged it, it would
Motionless.
Chen Shuo was wondering when his vision went dark, and then he appeared in front of the gym.
As soon as he appeared, he saw a mess in front of him. The disciples of the cliff fell to the ground in a mess, glaring at the group of people in front of them. Qi Ming was also holding an eyebrow-high stick with an angry expression on his face.
Chen Shuo looked across from him and saw a group of more than 20 people, who were obviously from the same force. The leader, a man with a mustache and a thin figure, was looking at Qi Ming with a smile and looked at the sudden appearance of Chen Shuo.
Shuo turned a blind eye.
Just listen to the mustache say, "Qi Ming, are you convinced this time? This ancient spirit sect gym will belong to our weapon refining sect!"
Qi Ming glared at the mustache and was about to say something, but he coughed violently and interrupted what he was about to say.
After coughing twice, Qi Ming spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at the mustache, "Dream! If you have the guts to have a fair fight with me, what are you doing with these intrigues?"
Mustache chuckled, "Don't you know that intelligence is also a kind of strength? A reckless man like you can only fight, but since you want to fight, then I will help you! Anyway,
...You are also going to die." After saying that, he took out a shining golden dart and threw it at Qi Ming.
At this time, Chen Shuo also roughly understood what was going on. Obviously, this mustache was greedy for the ancient spirit sect's gym, but his strength was not as good as the others in Duanya. So he used some trick to destroy Duanya.
Catch them all in one fell swoop.
With the force of the force, a nine-colored light hand formed in front of Qi Ming and bounced the dart away. Chen Shuo walked up to Qi Ming, looked at the mustache, and said coldly.
"Give you ten seconds to get out of my sight. Don't force me to do it myself!"
The mustache was also surprised when he saw the hand that Chen Shuo showed just now. But when he saw the completely different clothes between Chen Shuo and the cliff disciple, he said with a smile, "Young Master, this is my weapon refining sect.
You'd better not get involved in the grudge between this cliff. Otherwise..."
Ignoring the mustache's words, Chen Shuo said coldly, "You still have 5 seconds!"
With a flash of hatred in his eyes, the mustache looked at Chen Shuo, "It seems that you are determined to wade into this muddy water?"
"1 second! Time's up!"
The bloody sword appeared directly in his hand, and Chen Shuo stepped on it like a mustache and rushed away.
Seeing Chen Shuo's persistence, Mustache narrowed his eyes and retreated into the crowd. He waved his hand and shouted, "Form up!"
Following the mustache's words, the people behind him quickly dispersed and formed a strange formation. Eight flying knives appeared in everyone's hands and they were thrown at Chen Shuo.
As soon as the flying knife was released, it transformed into two parts, split into two parts, and then divided into four parts... Suddenly the sky and the earth were covered with dense flying knives.
Chen Shuo faced the flying knives all over the sky, but he was not afraid. The force in his body spurted out, imitating the guardian of the ancient spirit sect to form a shock wave, which immediately blew away all the flying knives.
And one-tenth of the force in Chen Shuo's body was consumed in an instant. With Chen Shuo's current force, so much force was consumed in an instant. One can imagine how much force was needed to send out this shock wave.
Seeing that the attack was ineffective, the mustache's expression changed and he shouted again, "Dragnet!"
Hearing the mustache's words, the people from the refining sect touched the ring, and a network of white nets appeared in their hands. Throwing it into the sky, countless nets immediately fell over Chen Shuo. It was indeed a heaven and earth net!
Chen Shuo smiled disdainfully, put the big sword at his waist, attached it with triple blessing. Then, he started spinning violently.
"Judgement!"
The terrifying sword wheel met the sky and earth nets, and immediately twisted the nets into pieces on the ground, and then rushed towards the person at the weapon refining gate with unabated force.
When the mustache saw this scene, he was stunned and said, "This is impossible. My dragnet is made of heavenly silk. How could it be so easily...you are a universe-level spiritual creature!"
But before the mustache could say anything, the sword wheel had already involved the two disciples of the weapon refining sect at the front. In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the two people had no room to resist, and they were crushed to pieces.
After the sword wheel swept around, the formation formed by the weapon refining gate had collapsed. Only two or three of the twenty or so people were still standing.
Seeing this horrific scene, the mustache's eyes were filled with fear, but the next moment it turned into madness. Tremblingly, he took out a blue scale from his chest and placed it gently on his forehead.
Immediately, the mustache screamed. His skin burst, his muscles bulged, and things like fish scales grew all over his body. His head also began to expand and twist, and finally formed a ferocious fish head.
Seeing this scene, Chen Shuo's eyes narrowed. Although he didn't know what the mustache did, the aura he exuded in front of him was no less than that of the little overlord Wang Shuo.
Just when Chen Shuo was concentrating on preparing to face the enemy, suddenly, the situation suddenly changed!
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the space was distorted. It was like the scene of an ancient battlefield. A giant hand stretched out from the void. The hand was as white as jade, like the most perfect sculpture.
The giant hand paused slightly, as if searching for something. Then, he stretched out a finger and flicked it!
Suddenly, the space around the mustache that had transformed into a monster was shattered, and the two people next to him were also affected.
As for the people in the broken space, their bodies were strangely decomposed as if they were broken mirrors. Their expressions were dull and blank, but not a drop of blood could be seen flowing out.
When the space closed again, the three people disappeared strangely, as if they had never been there.
The giant hand in the sky felt the death of these people, trembled slightly, and then slowly retracted into the void. Chen Shuo was left standing there with a solemn face.
