On the side of Hantan at the foot of the giant mountain, Chu Xiangyuan and Su Changshan tracked Feng Jueyu with the help of the wind-sniffing demon dog. They were preparing to find further traces of Feng Jueyu, but they unexpectedly encountered trouble.
Beside the cold pool, the white-haired old man led Feng Qingyao and his team to collect the few remaining phantom ruins spiritual water. Just as he raised his head, he heard a disciple behind him pointing at Chu Xiangyuan and screaming.
"He...isn't he the one...the one who stole our essence, blood, and energy?"
A middle-aged man behind the white-haired old man recognized Chu Xiangyuan with a grudge. As soon as these words came out, the white-haired old man was slightly startled, frowned and turned back and said, "Fenghua, what are you talking about?"
The middle-aged man named Feng Hua gritted his teeth and said, "Elder, several of my disciples were deprived of their essence, blood and energy by this person not long ago. Please make the decision for the disciples and others."
As soon as the words fell, Feng transformed and knelt down with the three of them.
Fellow disciples from Fenghua in the same team were startled when they heard this, and immediately they all looked at Chu Xiangyuan fiercely. Someone said, "Brother Fenghua, is he that person?"
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Everyone's eyes quickly overlapped, and the white-haired old man's face darkened. He looked at Chu Xiangyuan with cold eyes, and asked Fenghua behind him, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"It's like this..." Fenghua quickly reported his experience to the white-haired old man truthfully. The general meaning was that after they met Chu Xiangyuan, they were deprived of their essence, blood and energy for no reason, and were forcibly transformed by Chu Xiangyuan.
His eyes and ears ordered them to find a stranger who was Chu Xiangyuan's enemy.
All of this can be explained clearly in a few words.
After hearing this, the white-haired old man became furious, pointed at Chu Xiangyuan and said, "Fellow Taoist, please stay."
Opposite the cold pool, Su Changshan was urging the wind-sniffing demon dog to continue tracking. He was stunned when he heard this and said, "Fellow Taoist, what advice can you give me?"
"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about him..." The white-haired old man pointed at Chu Xiangyuan, who was pale, and said in a cold voice, "I heard that Taoist Taoist forcibly took away the essence, blood and energy of these few disciples who are not Qi. I don't know if it's true."
true?"
Chu Xiangyuan was a little confused when he was asked. It wasn't that he didn't know what he was doing, but he really didn't know whose essence he had taken. Because there were too many people who were threatened and ordered by him, it was impossible for him to tell them all one by one.
Remember them all.
Logically speaking, as a person in the cultivation world, it is unreasonable to take people's essence, blood, and Qi to threaten other people's lives at all times when there is no grudge. But if two strong men with similar cultivation levels face each other,
In a dispute, even if one party is extremely vicious and wants to threaten the other's life, it is not impossible, and there is no question of justice or evil.
However, the people Chu Xiangyuan coerced were all Qiankun Realm masters with extremely low cultivation levels. Basically, they would not even be able to complete a round after meeting him. Therefore, Chu Xiangyuan's vicious behavior out of anger was extremely shameless.
After all, the people he coerces are all weak. No matter what, as a strong man with the highest level of Taoism and martial arts, it is also a very shameless thing.
However, Chu Xiangyuan had recently been tricked by Feng Jueyu because of the incident involving Qingyao Buddha and his grandson Qu Ping, so he didn't care much about it, especially when he saw that the white-haired old man's cultivation was only at the level of Taoist martial arts.
At that time, he became even more arrogant.
Chu Xiangyuan looked down upon the white-haired old man from a condescending angle. His voice was extremely cold and he said without any sense of guilt, "Who are you? You dare to question me?"
Although the white-haired old man is not in the Supreme Realm, he is still a strong man in the Mastery Realm. At this level of cultivation, most people care about face. Moreover, the two are not strong men on the same cultivation star. Naturally, the white-haired old man does not
Would be too afraid of Chu Xiangyuan.
Upon hearing Chu Xiangyuan's unreasonable scolding, the white-haired old man was filled with resentment. He looked at Chu Xiangyuan carefully and suddenly found that this man's cultivation level was at least not inferior to his own.
Regardless of the others, he said, "Looking at you, you are an emperor-level master in cultivation. Why don't you feel ashamed at all? Why do you use the essence, blood, and energy of a few of my disciples to bring back their essence, blood, and energy?"
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Su Changshan stood aside, his face also darkened, but it was not that he disliked the white-haired old man, but he felt that it was completely unnecessary for Chu Xiangyuan to make grudges with others at this time.
So, he wanted to persuade Chu Xiangyuan to return the person's essence, blood, and energy, but before he could speak, Chu Xiangyuan scolded him righteously and sternly, "Essence, blood, and energy are being diverted? Humph, so what if I take it? It's just a mere
A few ants, I ordered them to obey my orders, that is their nature, if you want it, I will give it back to you."
As Chu Xiangyuan spoke, the power of his spiritual consciousness suddenly spread out. After a few gossamer-like spiritual consciousness swept over the four people in Fenghua, he traced the energy and blood of these four people from the body. He smiled sinisterly.
, four drops of blood spilled from his fingertips, and then Chu Xiangyuan's eyes turned cold and he activated the Heart Art.
Behind the white-haired old man, the faces of the four people in Fenghua suddenly became distorted, and they all showed extremely painful expressions. The four people grabbed their faces with both hands and screamed sadly. They felt that the flesh and blood on their faces began to melt rapidly. In less than a moment,
, the bodies of the four people also melted, and after a while, only a few white bones were left.
It turned out that Chu Xiangyuan was so angry that he actually activated his tactics and forcibly killed four Qiankun Realm experts.
Both sides of the cold pool became silent. The screams that made people's hair stand on end still echoed in everyone's ears. Everyone was stunned by this scene.
"Chu Xiangyuan, you..." Su Changshan originally thought that this was just a matter that could be easily solved with a few words, but he never expected that Chu Xiangyuan would be so unreasonable, taking other people's blood and energy without apologizing or returning it.
That's all, he took advantage of the other party's lack of defense to kill him.
"you……"
The white-haired old man also turned pale with anger, and his eyes, which were bright and cold, seemed to be filled with anger and anger.
"You killed my disciple? I want you to pay with your life."
The white-haired old man suddenly became angry and could no longer care about anything. He gritted his teeth and took a step forward. His whole body disappeared in an instant. It could be seen that he had been completely angered by Chu Xiangyuan, and there was absolutely no fear when he took action.
And a little bit of temptation.
The white-haired old man took action out of anger, but Chu Xiangyuan was definitely not the same, because his mentality had become very weird due to various changes recently. He always maintained a state of venting his anger, so when he saw the other party taking action, Chu Xiangyuan didn't have the slightest bit of fear.
He was panicked, but a little proud.
Seeing the white-haired old man displaying his teleportation power, Chu Xiangyuan stood still and did not move. The power of his spiritual consciousness was fully covered, locking an area of several hundred feet centered on himself.
At this time, a strong wave of spiritual energy appeared half a foot away in front of him. Chu Xiangyuan's eyes flashed with light, he stretched out his right hand, turned into a big handprint, and pushed it out out of thin air.
"call!"
A strong wind suddenly appeared, and under the big hand seal, the figure of the white-haired old man suddenly appeared. A sword pierced the white light big hand seal, and the sound of gold and iron was heard.
Obstructed by the big hand seal, the old man's sword failed to penetrate, but he remained unmoved at all. He slid to the left, his fingers slightly spread, and the sword in his hand slid out like a loach, turning into a blue streak.
Colorful lightning struck the back of Chu Xiangyuan's head.
The flying sword turned into electricity at an extremely fast speed. The cold pond spiritual water had been dug up, and there were echoes of echoes.
Seeing that the opponent's skill was not low, Chu Xiangyuan still didn't have any surprise on his face. He made a mistake in his steps, and a cyan dagger suddenly flew out from the back of his neck. He caught the flying sword like blue thunder right next to him.
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"Keng!"
The two swords collided, and the sound of gold and iron was heard again. Then Chu Xiangyuan's figure swayed, and a big hand emitting dazzling white light fell from the sky, making a gesture to grab the white-haired old man's nipple.
The huge pressure suddenly dropped, and bursts of white flames spurted out from the big hand, instantly submerging the white-haired old man in the sea of white fire.
"Elder An..."
The dozen disciples brought by the old man were originally very angry because of the death of the four people in Fenghua. Now their elder was buried deep under the white flames, and the disciples were even more angry beyond words.
After bursts of exclamations, several powerful Qiankun Perfection Realm disciples flew over in an instant, using several flying swords and talismans to arouse energy circles and kill Chu Xiangyuan from all directions...
"You alone are worthy of taking action against me. You are overestimating your capabilities."
Chu Xiangyuan kept his forward posture with one hand, and gently touched it with the other hand. The green wind suddenly rose up and turned into a fierce aura, knocking everyone back in an instant.
"Poof! Poof! Poof!"
As many as ten Qiankun Realm experts flew out in one round, blood spurting from their mouths, and their faces became extremely pale.
And this is the difference between Daowu Realm and Qiankun Realm.
With Chu Xiangyuan's strength, it may not be easy to deal with a strong person in the Mastery Realm with just three moves and two moves, but if he is facing a strong person in the Qiankun Realm, it will be almost easy to do.
Chu Xiangyuan danced away the crowd with one sleeve, white flames spurted out from the palm of Chu Xiangyuan's palm, turning into a white flaming python, tightly entangled the white-haired old man.
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On top of a huge mountain, in front of a waterfall and water cave.
"stop!"
Changjun flew to catch up with Feng Jueyu and started to drink loudly when he was far away.
Feng Jueyu looked back and saw that the person who came was one of the people he met at the foot of the mountain. He was also a practitioner of the same realm who had just glimpsed the Taoist realm. He couldn't help being stunned, and said with gloomy eyes, "What do you do, fellow Taoist?"
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"Stop talking nonsense and tell me, did you take away all the spiritual water of the Phantom Ruins?" the practitioner named Changjun asked bluntly.
Feng Jueyu's eyebrows narrowed, realizing that this person had bad intentions, and said coldly, "Yes or no, what does it have to do with you?"
"Stop talking nonsense, that Fantasy Ruins Spiritual Water is..." Changjun, who was sent, was about to argue with Feng Jueyu when suddenly, there was a roar that attracted their attention.
Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw a long sword as transparent as jade flying into the air. His spirituality was greatly reduced. When Chang Jun saw the sword, he suddenly thought, "Not good, elder..."
Before he finished speaking, Changjun left Feng Jueyu alone, turned around and ran down the mountain.
"What the hell?" Feng Jueyu stood in front of the waterfall cave with a calm look on his face.