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Chapter 801

Inside the house, Lan Tu huddled in the corner and shivered, and Chen Yu stopped Ji Jianting.

"Chen Xianyou, don't stop me. To deal with such an ignorant little old man, you have to let him know who is the grandfather." Ji Jianting was still brooding about Lan Tu's slap in the face.

It's a pity that Chen Yu has no interest in torturing the elder of the Holy Spirit Sect. He just wants to get the miniature formation and glanced at Ji Jianting coldly.

The fat Taoist priest can show off his power in front of Lan Tu, but in front of Chen Yu, he can only be honest.

"Elder Lantu, I, Chen Yu, can understand your proposal."

"Don't worry, after getting the micro formation, I will definitely let you walk out of here safe and sound. If you break your promise, you will die a good death." Chen Yu said solemnly.

Lan Tu finally felt relieved. After all, Chen Yu's current status was that he was a leader in the world and would not break his word.

"Chen Xianchang, I believe you. Now, please unlock my acupuncture points!" Lan Tu stood up with a respectful attitude.

Chen Yu placed his fingers side by side and clicked several times in the air. The sealed spiritual energy in Lan Tu's body finally circulated, and his realm returned.

Ji Jianting subconsciously threw the boots in his hands out of the room, hid the murder weapon, and then stood obediently behind Chen Yu, not even daring to look at Lan Tu. The fox pretended to be powerful, and he was like a fat Taoist priest.

Stretching out the thumb and index finger of his right hand, Lan Tu pinched it gently in front of him. There was a ripple in the void, and a storage ring suddenly appeared.

Looking at the storage ring held between Lan Tu's fingers, Chen Yu's expression remained as usual, and a hint of greed flashed in Ji Jianting's eyes.

Putting the storage ring on his hand, Lan Tu let out a long sigh.

Once the miniature formation is handed over to Chen Yu, it means that he, Lan Tu, betrayed the Holy Spirit Cult and betrayed Wansheng.

If Chen Yu could kill Wan Sheng, Lan Tu would be left alone.

If Chen Yu chooses to leave Bishui Lake, once the incident comes to light, the Holy Spirit Church will become Lan Tu’s nightmare, and he can only be chased around the world like a dog.

"Come, respected Great Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, please give me the miniature formation!" Chen Yu smiled and stretched out a hand to Lan Tu.

Helpless Lan Tu's mind moved, a flash of light flashed, and something like a compass was held in his palm.

The compass looks quite ancient, with mysterious and strange patterns engraved on it, which is dazzling to see.

This is the miniature formation of the Holy Spirit Sect's protective formation, also called the compass formation.

What he wanted was right in front of him, but Chen Yu acted extremely calmly. He did not choose to grab it directly, but looked at Lan Tu with sincere eyes.

After all, Lan Tu has the peak level of Jin Dan, and the compass is too fragile. Chen Yu has worked hard to get to this point, and he doesn't want to make mistakes out of impatience.

"I hope you remember what you said." Lan Tu took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and personally placed the compass in Chen Yu's hand.

The compass was a bit heavy and rough to the touch, like a stone, but Chen Yu smiled with satisfaction.

"Elder Lantu, I, Chen Yu, keep my word. You can leave." Chen Yu waved his sleeves and said proudly.

Lan Tu's hanging heart fell back into his chest again, and he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Lan Tu, who stood with his back to Chen Yu and Ji Jian, had eyes as gloomy as water, containing monstrous murderous intent.

As the great elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, Lan Tu has never suffered such humiliation in his life.

He wanted to bite off the flesh and blood of Chen Yu and Ji Jian in one bite. He would not kill these two people. He wanted to torture them day and night, all the time.

He wanted to refine the three souls and seven souls of Chen Yu and Ji Jianting so that these two people would not even have a chance to reincarnate.

Seeing that Lan Tu had arrived in front of the courtyard, Ji Jianting inside the room was a little anxious and said: "Chen Xianyou, are you really planning to let this little old man leave? He will go to Wan Sheng as soon as possible."

With a creaking sound, Lan Tu opened the courtyard door.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Chen Yu, holding the compass in his right hand, shook it hard with his left hand.

With a bang, the body of the Great Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect exploded, blood splashed all over the floor and dyed the wall red.

Chen Yu did break the seal on Lan Tu's realm through the void point before, but he also planted another kind of seal.

Chen Yu looked at Ji Jianting with a smile and said, "Taoist Priest, do you think I am a man of my word?"

"Hey, if I say no, Master Dao, will you kill me?" Ji Jianting said with a grin.

"Of course not!" Chen Yu patted Ji Jianjian's round, plump belly, which looked like she was ten months pregnant, and said, "Why do you want to eat pork all of a sudden?"

Ji Jianting was startled and said seriously: "Friend Chen Xian, I have lived for so many years and I have never seen a person like you who is true to his word. I really admire you."

"I understand how you admire me. How should I put it? There are too many deceitful people. Not everyone can do what I say."

"Oh, the world is getting worse!" Chen Yu sighed, not to mention being too pretentious. Ji Jian resisted the urge to vomit and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.



The sun was gradually setting, and Chen Yu was sitting on a wicker chair, playing with the compass.

"Huh, you damn god, it's finally done!" Ji Jian stood up and beat his sore waist. It took him more than an hour to finally clean up the bloody courtyard.

"Chen Xianyou, you have obtained the miniature formation. Now is it time to set off for the Wanjia Cemetery?" Ji Jianting was extremely greedy for the tombs on the Holy Spirit Mountain. They were like beautiful beauties waving at him all the time.

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After more than an hour, Chen Yu finally mastered the compass, and now he can control the Holy Spirit Sect's sect-protecting formation at will.

"Let's go!" Chen Yu stood up from the wicker chair and stretched out comfortably. With the Holy Spirit Sect's sect-protecting formation, Jianglin Sect took on a completely new look.



Facing the setting sun, Chen Yu and Ji Jianting left the courtyard leisurely and walked towards the Holy Spirit Mountain.

Along the way, whenever they met any of Ji Jianting's Holy Spirit Cult disciples, they would respectfully say "Hello, Elder Ji".

The fat man's psychological quality was really good, he had a masterly demeanor, and he didn't look panicked at all because of Lan Tu's death.

Not long after, the two of them were completely far away from the core area of ​​Bishui Lake.

Walking on the bluestone path, Ji Jianting led Chen Yu through a quiet mountain forest, and then came to the foot of the Holy Spirit Mountain, which is famous in the Xuanling world.

The Holy Spirit Mountain is too majestic, with its peak covered with white snow. The Wanjia Cemetery is on the mountainside. There are many Holy Spirit Cult disciples guarding it day and night, and there is also an elder who is in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir and is stationed here all year round. yyls

"You have to stick to your agreement and don't get jealous when you see good things." Ji Jianting was a little worried about Chen Yu.

Patting the fat man on the shoulder, Chen Yu showed his white teeth and said, "Taoist Priest, who do you think I am? I always keep my word."

"Tch!" Ji Jianjing rolled his eyes in disdain.


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