Chen Jinyuan curled his lips and said, "The Bone-Transforming Palm is so powerful!"
"You, who are you?" The five fat men left the fat man with the black mole alone. The fat man with the black mole looked horrified, with all his teeth knocked out, and his voice was very unclear.
"You don't need to know who I am. Go back and ask the Canglan Ancestor to come here to see me. If you don't see anyone at this time tomorrow, then I will go to Canglan Mountain to get his dog head!" Chen Jinyuan stepped forward and looked at Black Mole.
The fat man patted him gently on the shoulder, and he could feel the fat man with the black mole trembling all over his body.
"Ah!~" The fat man with black mole screamed in fright, and he ducked and moved his shoulder away from Chen Jinyuan's palm, because it was the same palm that turned his four brothers to ashes just now.
Chen Jinyuan shook his head, "Get out of here, otherwise you will end up like them!"
"Yes, yes, senior, little one, get out of here. If you say anything to me, senior, I will definitely bring you here!" The fat man nodded and bowed as if he had received an amnesty. He turned around and ran away in a panic. He looked like he really wished his parents would give him to him.
He gave birth to extra legs, fearing that Chen Jinyuan would suddenly regret it and turn him into a puddle of dust.
Looking at the back of the fat man with the black mole running away, Chen Jinyuan curled up his mouth. The palm he slapped on the fat man's shoulder just now was also a bone-transforming palm, but the effect was delayed a little longer. It would happen after a day, and he watched helplessly.
His body melted away, and his death was even more miserable than the four fat men just now. Chen Jinyuan would not let this guy who dared to insult him die easily.
"Chen, Mr. Chen!" Chen Jinyuan walked to the entrance of the village. Mu Qingyun was stunned at this moment. He was trembling all over as he stood there. The strength Chen Jinyuan showed just now shocked him so much that he could reach a distance of 100 meters in an instant. He was so light.
With one palm of his hand, four acquired masters were reduced to ashes. Such strength was something he had never heard of before.
"Don't worry. I will settle this matter for you!" Looking at Mu Qingyun who was speaking incoherently, Chen Jinyuan smiled and took Xiao Hei into the village.
Mu Qingyun stood there. He was stunned for a long time, and his face showed joy. The stronger Chen Jinyuan is, the more likely he is to defeat Patriarch Canglan.
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Canglan Mountain.
About five hundred miles east from Mujia Village, there is a mountain road. It is like an axe-cut mountain with a straight section, about two hundred meters high. The cliffs are covered with dense trees, and withered vines squeeze out from the cracks in the rocks.
, hanging on the stone wall, as terrifying as crouching poisonous snakes.
A stream of clear water flows around the foot of the mountain. In the clear water at the bottom, there are scattered piles of human bones, animal bones, and some human body parts that have not yet completely decomposed, showing that this is an extremely terrifying place.
There is a cave door on the stone wall halfway up the mountain, which is obviously dug out by humans. From the cave entrance to the bottom of the cliff hang two wrist-thick vines, all the way to the bottom of the cliff.
A fat figure appeared hurriedly at the bottom of the cliff. He looked up at the cave halfway up the cliff. A trace of hesitation flashed across his bruised and fat face. Then he grabbed one of the vines and lifted himself up. His toes were on the ground.
He kicked off the stone wall a few times and quickly headed towards the entrance of the cave halfway up the cliff.
Although he is fat, his speed is not slow. He does not climb like a pig, but more like a monkey. He is very agile and can climb up to the platform where the cave entrance is located in less than a minute.
"Ancestor, I want to see you!" The fat man entered the cave, walked round and round to a huge stone door and stood in front of it. There was a loud banging sound from the stone door, mixed with the moans and wails of women, which made people feel
Hearing this, one can't help but feel the blood spurting out and the blood vessels bursting.
Inside the door.
A bald old man with a white beard on his face was holding the round butt of a middle-aged aunt with all his body at the moment, doing that persuasive thing, and the gun with a thick arm kept going in and out of the middle-aged aunt's body, every time.
A single impact can cause a splash of water.
There were more than a dozen women lying on the ground next to them, some young and some old, but they were all covered in vaginal discharge, their bodies were thin, their expressions were dull, and their eyes were dull. The aunt moaned under the bald old man,
Screaming, but none of this could attract the slightest attention from these women.
Although the bald old man was doing something casual, there was no trace of lewdness on his face at the moment. Instead, he had a solemn expression with his eyes closed, as if he was doing something very sacred, and turned a deaf ear to the movements outside.
The fat man's voice outside the door still couldn't stop his lower body from moving in and out of the aunt's body.
"Ancestor, Nu Chong wants to see you!"
The sound outside the door came again, and the bald old man suddenly woke up. A trace of ferociousness flashed in his eyes, and then he trembled all over. His expression was very strange. He was awakened by the shouts of the fat man outside just now, and he actually vented his true energy, erupting in
Auntie's body.
The bald old man pulled out the vicious weapon from the aunt's body, and then slapped the aunt on the back. The aunt was still immersed in the series of sexual intercourse, but was suddenly attacked by the bald old man, without even uttering a cry.
The dead can no longer die.
The old man straightened up and spat. He couldn't be disturbed while practicing his 'Happy Magic Skill'. Once disturbed, he would release his true energy, and it was released into Auntie's body just now. Although she didn't know if Auntie would be affected by this.
She was pregnant, but for the sake of safety, the old man killed the aunt without hesitation.
The cave door opens.
"Nu Chong, are you looking for death?"
The old man put on a light yellow monk's attire and looked quite like an eminent monk, but the fierce light in his eyes showed that this man was not a kind person.
"My little slave deserves to die. I shouldn't have disturbed my ancestor's cultivation. But I have something important to report, so I don't dare to neglect it!" The fat man knelt on the ground with a bang, and kept kowtowing. The bald old man's methods were extremely cruel.
He had already known this, and it was already a serious crime to disturb his cultivation.
The bald old man is the Ancestor Canglan who is hated by Mu Qingyun and others. He is also the Ancestor Canglan mentioned by Fatty. Ancestor Canglan has hundreds of warriors under his command, all of them are slaves, but only a few of them have names.
, only a few post-angel warriors have their own names, Nu Chong is one of them, but his surname is still Nu. Other warriors below Hou Tian can only add a number after the surname Nu.
"Say it, if it's not what you said is important, be careful with your life!" Ancestor Canglan's voice was harsh, giving people a creepy feeling.
"Yes, yes, yes, ancestor, please calm down and let Xiaonu report in detail!" Nu Chong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly mumbled, using his rotten mouth that could no longer shut up the wind, to put the five of them in Mu
Jiacun’s experiences were described in detail.
"So, there is a master coming to Mujia Village, and it is very likely that he is an innate master?" After listening to Nu Chong's words, Canglan ancestor's forehead deeply wrinkled, and he asked himself as he was a hundred meters away in an instant.
He can do it himself, after all, the speed in the innate realm has exceeded the speed of sound, and four hundred meters per second is his limit.
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