"After such a long time, I wonder how Junior Brother Chen is doing now?"
Within the mist, Liu Susu quietly spoke.
"I don't know... I couldn't hear anything except the curses of the old man in black robes and the sound of blasts of mysterious energy." Mu Piaopiao looked worried.
Only Zhao Yingxin's face remained normal, her red lips parted slightly, and she said calmly: "Calm down. At this time, no news is the best news, at least it means that Junior Brother Chen is still safe and sound."
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"Bang!"
"Crack!"
At a certain moment, Chen Shen smashed the skull of the skeleton monster with a stick.
This is already the last of the Skeleton Legion.
The vast army of 300,000 skeletons was now reduced to pieces of scattered bones and limbs, which looked even more brilliantly white under the light of the moonstone.
Among the pile of bones, a young man sat lazily, his robe already wet with sweat, the golden cudgel was flat on his knees, and he was breathing heavily: "Hoo ho ho, brother, I'm so exhausted."
Got it!"
"But I finally got it done, and the harvest is pretty good."
Chen Shen glanced at his experience bar and saw that it had increased by as much as one-tenth.
Don't underestimate this one-tenth. You must know that it takes a full 15 billion experience to rise from one star to two stars in the Xuanhuang Realm!
Chen Shen killed an army of 300,000 skeletons, which is equivalent to gaining a total of 1.5 billion experience. This is something that he would never dare to think about before the experience penalty ends...
"Hey, it's time to settle the score with the old ghost at the altar." The young man thought as he took out three low-grade spiritual pills, swallowed them in his belly, and meditated to adjust his breath.
Fortunately, he had killed Lei Quanwen, Nan Xiangfeng and others before and seized many high-grade Xuan-level and even Ling-level Xuandan pills. Otherwise, the resilience of the Yin-Yang fish alone might not have allowed him to persist until the end—
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After all, when Chen Shen broke the altar barrier before, he lost too much profound energy...
"Boy, you are really good at it. It seems that this demon still looks down on you."
"Your qualifications must be excellent! Boy, now you still have a chance. As long as you kill those few scum of the Qingyun Sect and sincerely worship me as your teacher, I will teach you the "Great Law of Ten Thousand Demons". With time, your achievements will even
Hopefully he will be better than being a teacher!"
"If you are worried, I can even teach you the skills and formulas first. After you practice to a certain level and feel that you have the power to protect yourself, I can then open the altar barrier and release you as your teacher. How about that?"
"Now you don't have to worry about me lying to you, right?"
At this time, the Ancestor of the Inner Demon began to persuade me softly again.
He didn't even use the title "ancestor, this demon", but directly called himself "I", which seemed to put the young man on the same level as him.
There is no way, who told his skeleton army to be completely destroyed?
Even if Chen Shen and others could not break through the altar barrier and threaten his safety, the Inner Demon Ancestor could only watch helplessly as these people returned to the sect.
If these people reveal the secret of the altar to the sect's senior officials, they will definitely attract some masters of the middle-grade Xuanhuang realm, or even high-grade Xuanhuang realm. Then the old inner demon will be really dangerous.
Therefore, he could only find a way to keep Chen Shen here and let him keep this secret for him.
"After he starts to get rid of a few other people, I will slightly modify the secret formula of "The Great Law of Ten Thousand Demons", which will definitely make this kid go crazy."
"At that time, this demon will spend another ten years of Yangshou to use the secret method, and I will definitely be able to make him lose his mind and use it for me. With the remaining twenty years, this demon will have this son as a puppet, so he may not be able to make a comeback..."
I was thinking gloomily in my heart, but the old devil put on a sincere and sincere tone: "Boy, this time I really want to accept you as my disciple. Can you tell me whether it is possible?"
For a long time, it was the ancestor of the inner demon who kept talking, while Chen Shen was meditating not far away and adjusting his breath without saying a word.
Several people in the mist were waiting a little impatiently: "Why is there no movement? Senior Sister Zhao, why don't we go out and take a look?"
"No! Have you forgotten what Junior Brother Chen said? This may be another illusion deliberately created by the old devil. Calm down."
"That's...okay!"
"It's just so hard to wait so hard, not daring to move, and not knowing about Senior Brother Chen's safety!"
Another full hour passed while they waited.
If the Inner Demon Ancestor was not a skeleton, but a body of flesh and blood, wouldn’t he be already thirsty after trying to persuade him for more than an hour?
At this moment, Chen Shen suddenly opened his eyes, slowly stood up, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Boy, have you finally figured it out? Hurry, kill those ants, and I will teach you the Ten Thousand Demons Technique, the only high-grade Earth-grade Ten Thousand Demons Technique!"
"Old weirdo, please save it. Aren't you tired after nagging for so long?" Chen Shen smiled.
"You...what do you mean?"
"What do I mean, you will soon know!"
After saying that, the long-lost purple-red thunder energy surged around the young man's body again.
"Hehehe... Hahahaha, you still don't give up? You have just recovered some strength, but you want to hit an egg with a stone?"
The Ancestor of the Inner Demon shook his head disdainfully: "It's true that you can't drop the coffin until you see it... huh?"
Suddenly, he found that the young man had put away the golden cudgel, and with a flash of white light in his hand, he actually replaced it with a scepter.
This scepter seems to be carved from some kind of special wood. It is glowing with purple-blue light. It is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. The top is carved into the shape of a cobra's head, and the snake's mouth is opened to reveal the snake's message, which is lifelike.
With a stick in hand, Chen Shen suddenly recalled what the system prompted at that time——
If this staff is held by a thunder cultivator, it can stimulate its own thunder energy, resonate with the characteristics of the thunder snake staff, rain down thunder, and bombard the target."
The coverage area of the thunder drop: a radius of ten miles, and the height and low nodes of the lightning fall can be customized...
"Hey hey hey, the most wonderful thing about this Thunder Snake Scepter is that the high and low points of the thunder can be customized. Come on, let me see your power - the thunder falls!"
With a thought in his mind, Chen Shen suddenly raised his scepter, and the snake head on the top of the staff suddenly burst into brilliant light.
Immediately afterwards, in just three inches between the altar barrier and the cave ceiling, a majestic thunder force suddenly condensed, and immediately: "Crack!"
A bolt of lightning struck down inexplicably, hitting the ruby projected from the tip of the Skeleton Throne's chair!
"Buzz buzz!"
For a moment, the entire altar made a low roaring sound, seeming to be trembling?
"Huh? It seems that a thunderbolt is not enough, so let's continue - thunder falls from the sky, hit me!"
"Click! Click! Click! Click..."
Thunderbolts from the clear sky struck one after another, hitting the same point hard.
That point is the flaw in the Altar Throne!
After three breaths, thunder arc films gradually rose up on the stone steps of the altar, the edge of the throne, etc., disintegrating the altar throne from the inside...