Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 1146 Black Market
Han Zhongshu's eyes widened, he never expected that Chen Xinghe used the explosive method to make him a fool!
There is only one answer, that is Chen Xinghe knew that he would make trouble, and deliberately lured the enemy.

At this moment, the bloody cassock wraps around Han Zhongshu, making his whole body burn with blood. If he doesn't get out of trouble as soon as possible, he will surely die.

"Hmph!" Han Zhongshu sneered, the fusion period is strong, but his fortunes these years are definitely not bad.

"Old things, you are a bunch of fools who have been eroded by the years." Han Zhongshu was no longer in the cassock, and he managed to get rid of the suppression of the monks in the fusion period.

Chen Xinghe called secretly: "Your mother, you hide really deep, so powerful?"

The blood-colored cassock shot out a streak of blood, which was obviously stimulated by Han Zhongshu, and he launched a killer mace to chase him down.

All the cultivators of the Qingtian Sect ran towards Chen Xinghe in fright.

This is an old monster in the fusion period. Without the sword array to defend, it's just a matter of lifting his little finger?

"Follow me!" Chen Xinghe unleashed 27 flying swords. Driven by the majestic sword energy, dozens of monks from the transformation stage moved to his side, forming a small sword formation.

"Boom..." After a collision, the blood-colored cassock let out a strange laugh.

"It's really weak, there is no catastrophe, no big formation, you are just a bunch of ants." Bloody Kasao was very proud, he finally waited.

These little bastards are going to die.

"Come here!" A giant demonic hand appeared, reaching out to grab Chen Xinghe.

"Pass your mother." Chen Xinghe was full of vigor, and he controlled the sword formation with strength.

"Dong dong dong..." The blood-colored cassock turned into a big bell, and Chen Xinghe almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Only then did he realize that the Heavenly Tribulation and the Sword Formation were all external forces. Strength, the foundation is there, and there is still a big gap with the fit monk.

"Haha, kid, where's your catastrophe? Where's your arrogance?" The big bell hit hard, hit it again, hit it three times, causing Chen Xinghe to retreat steadily, and the monks behind him flew out, unable to stop the impact at all. .

"Elder! You are really strong." Blood dripped from the corner of Chen Xinghe's mouth, and he shouted behind him: "You guys form an formation to protect yourself, I will take this guy away."

As he spoke, he stood up and hugged the big clock to start the teleportation.

"Pfft..." One person and one hour penetrated into the depths of Moran, Chen Xinghe rolled into a ball amidst the roar, drawing hundreds of feet long pits on the ground, and several cracks appeared on his body.

Chen Xinghe felt that he was really miserable, but fortunately he took this old guy away. If he was allowed to attack for a while, the monks of Qingtianzong would definitely suffer heavy losses.

He firmly believed that as long as these thousand 800 people survived this catastrophe, they would definitely become the mainstay and support half of Qingtianzong's future.

Zongmen is the best form to unite people's hearts, and this huge territory may be under his command.

If you want to be under your command, you must unify people's hearts. Changing the name and rebuilding the framework of the sect is a shortcut.But to do this, you have to have someone under your command, and you have to be a group of powerful monks who can make the mountains and rivers tremble.

That's why Chen Xinghe tried his best to keep these monks, otherwise his fortune would drop so much and he would die in vain.

The blood-colored bell shattered and turned into a blood-colored cassock. It let out a strange smile and quickly covered up the kill. The little ghost pulled his legs out of the mud and ran away.

"Hahaha, in front of me, do you think you can still run away?" The blood-colored cassock was extremely happy, and shot out a series of fiery blood patterns.

Chen Xinghe was like a small boat fighting against the wind and waves, drifting up and down alone, at the same time distractedly searching the spoils carefully, shaking his hands and shooting out a few magic thunders.

The roar caused a section of the ground to collapse downwards. These magic thunders came from the old demon Yan, and their power was not bad, but they barely reached the fusion period, slightly blocking the cassock to buy time.

Chen Xinghe circulated Jieli, condensed a pair of Tai Chi flywheels under his feet, and shot out of his body suddenly.

"Still running? It's too late!" The cassock suddenly wrapped around a pile of blood-colored threads, which were connected to Chen Xinghe's body strangely. No matter where he ran, he couldn't untie these strange blood threads.

After the bloody cassock chased him down, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Could it be that this little ghost is in a panic and can't figure out the direction? He actually fled to the depths of Moran. Isn't this the battlefield where the two patriarchs took the initiative to bump into?" When he was wondering, the two groups of auras quickly approached. The other two of the Four Precepts elders.

One of the four precepts died, and I'm afraid it will be called the three precepts in the future.

"Hmph, what are you doing here?" Bloody Kasao was rather displeased.

"What? Do you have an opinion? That brat has caused us so much misery, so naturally he wants revenge." The second devil gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"No need, I can help you avenge." As he said that, the scarlet cassock sped up and shortened the distance between him and Chen Xinghe.

There are many ravines ahead, the wasteland is floating, the void is cracked, and it is a mess!
It is normal for the two patriarchs to fight to change the landscape and collapse several underground plains.

This kind of character fighting method usually has to go to a showdown outside the sky, because if you miss it, your life will be ruined, and no matter how high your cultivation is, you can't afford the cause and effect.

There is a way of ebb and flow in the dark, and no one can bear the decline of the five heaven and man, so no matter how high the cultivation level is, one must be cautious in doing things.

Chen Xinghe was so courageous that he plunged headlong into the area where such masters fought their skills.

After he searched for a while, he aimed at the two bands of flickering light, and rushed over as fast as he could.

Not much time, the three old devils chased after him.

When they saw the situation clearly, they couldn't help frowning.

I saw 27 flying swords hovering in the air, the blades flickered and rotated, and the Tai Chi flywheel had already taken shape.

Chen Xinghe sat on the edge of the two light belts and sneered: "It's so slow, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Kasaya said: "You are the most difficult disciple of the Qingtian Sect that I have encountered in my life, but with the abilities of the three of us, do you think that just two fighting gaps can stop us?"

"I know I can't, but at least I can hold on for a while, don't you think so?" Chen Xinghe smiled. In fact, he was digging into the relics of Laomo Yantengyan, hoping to find something so that the three in front of him could drink a pot.

"Shoot!" The three old ghosts used magic methods to attack one after another. Fortunately, the two demons were not seriously injured, and they had to guard against each other, so the offensive was not as strong as expected.

"Dou Zhuan!" Chen Xinghe pointed, 27 flying swords circled the formation, and the two light bands behind him rumbled and vibrated, like two huge backing mountains, skillfully blocking the attack.

But this ingenuity can't last long, let alone a counterattack.

Suddenly, Chen Xinghe touched a piece of jade.

It looks like a book, but it is made of jade!
Feeling the slight trembling of the dragon veins, after rushing into the spiritual energy by itself, there was a sound of surprise in my mind.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist, did you get the jade document from the black market?"

"You are?" Chen Xinghe sensed a little, and said in surprise: "You are Yue Zenghui, fellow Taoist?"

The other party was the big monster from abroad, the golden-billed penguin who had met once.

I just heard the other party laughing: "Haha, I have another identity, that is, a black market merchant. You and I are destined, I don't know what kind of transaction you want to make?"

(End of this chapter)