I practice the Tao by blind practice

Landing on the place where the brocade-clothed old man fell, Chen Hai sized him up a few times.

When this guy came here, he was aggressive.

When facing Chen Hai, he didn't pay attention to him at all, as if he was determined by him.

I thought, how strong this guy can be, or if he has some killer weapon, who knows, it's just an embroidered pillow.

Chen Hai only made one move, and the whole body of the brocade-clothed old man who fell on the ground sank into the ground. The only two calves that were exposed to the ground twitched a few times when he fell.

By the time Chen Hai arrived here, the old man in brocade clothes had already stiffened his calves, and he no longer felt any breath of life from his body.

After killing a person, touching the corpse by the way, this kind of thing has been done a lot, and it has become a habit.

Pull the old man in brocade clothes up from the ground, look at his chest that has collapsed in, look at his head that doesn't look like a head anymore...

It was so cruel that Chen Hai dared not look directly at it.

"It's already a nine-level thunder tribulation, and he likes to rush into the sky at every turn. Why doesn't he know, and take some protective measures to prevent himself from falling from the sky?"

"You have to carry a parachute on your body, or put on a casket similar to a wing suit, and he falls down. How can it be so miserable!"

"Accidents can happen at any time..."

Full of compassion, Chen Hai let out a long sigh.

The reason why the old man in brocade clothes died so tragically was because he fell from the sky, and it was mainly because of his own bad luck that his head fell to the ground first.

As for Chen Hai's slap, at most he could only slap him half to death. If he hadn't fallen from the sky, he should still be breathing.

Therefore, he felt that there was at most a slight connection between the death of the brocade-clothed old man and him.

Since a person is already dead, the things on his body are still a waste if they remain on his body.

Holding the principle of waste utilization, the lucky Chen Hai picked up a lot of good things from the old man in brocade clothes.

He hasn't had time to take a closer look at other items, but there are a lot of spirit stones and spirit coins, which is for sure.

Putting away all the items, Chen Hai looked towards the sky again.

One after the other, besides the brocade-clothed old man, there were quite a few people who attacked him.

Not much to say, those people are too disrespectful.

Seeing the old man in brocade clothes died, they didn't stay, they helped him dispose of the body and take care of the funeral, that's all. They yelled and ran fast.

"We met by chance, and I don't even know your name."

"However, as a person, I most despise the kind of unkind and unrighteous people who say that they want to stab their brother's ribs, but run away immediately when something happens."

"You died so miserably, and those few friends of yours escaped like this?"

"It's no wonder that you are dead, and you still don't rest in peace."

"Helping others is the foundation of happiness. I am always anxious for justice. Don't worry, I will help you get justice. Let your friends go down with you!"

With a face full of compassion, Chen Hai said with emotion.

In order to fulfill his promise to the old man in brocade clothes, he soared into the sky and flew towards the person closest to him.

In the past, he could only run on the ground, not fly in the sky.

However, during the years of retreat, after he digested the gains he got from Sun Jitian of the Desolate Heaven Demon Sect, he has already learned the technique of escaping from space.

The Desolate Sky Demon Sect came from the more prosperous Qianshan Realm. In terms of inheritance background, they are naturally much stronger than those sects in the barren land of the Western Man Mountain Realm.

The escaping technique learned by Chen Hai is of a good grade, and only after stepping into the Nine Realms of Thunder Tribulation can he be barely qualified to practice it.

With the help of this technique, coupled with his own tyrannical strength, in just a few breaths, the person in the sky in front of him, who was escaping into the sky, had already fallen within his attack range.

"Death to the unkind and unrighteous!" With a loud shout, a huge fist shadow, following his punch, shot towards the person in front of him.

"I am Hong Chengshan, if you dare to kill me, Yaowanggu will not let you go..." A strong sense of crisis surged into the man's heart.

Turning around, he yelled at Chen Hai.

It's a pity that Chen Hai just entered Qingmu City, he didn't even have a hot seat, and the only fellow he knew, Yang Jian, was directly crushed to death by him.

Whether it is Hong Chengtian or Lu Chengtian, how would he know which onion it is?

The man's roar was only halfway out, and Chen Hai's huge fist shadow had completely submerged him.

Before the old man in brocade clothes died, he had promised to seek justice for him.

Therefore, Chen Hai's punch was slightly stronger.

When the shadow of the fist dissipated, the man who yelled his name as Hong Chengtian, his upper half body was bombarded by the huge shadow of the fist, leaving only two thighs, and fell downwards.

"The old man in brocade clothes finally has a companion on the road to Huangquan!"

"He still has two companions who fled a little farther away."

"But it's okay, I'll spend more time and energy, and let them have a happy reunion!"

Standing in the void out of thin air, Chen Hai swept around.

The two people who were still fleeing desperately, one in the north and one in the southwest, had already escaped for a long distance.

Frowning slightly, Chen Hai muttered to himself.

Good people do their best and send the Buddha to the west. Although the two people's flight directions are not completely opposite, they are not much different.

Killing these two people is a bit troublesome, but Chen Hai has always promised, since he promised to find justice for the old man in brocade clothes, he must let them all get back together.

"I'm really a good person. In the Western Man Mountains, I'm afraid there are not many honest and trustworthy people like me..."

After boasting with emotion, Chen Hai flew towards the fleeing man in the north and flew away again.

After only flying for a few miles, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly rushed into his heart.

The next moment, he only felt that the whole world was dark, and a huge bronze tripod appeared in the void above his head.

The bronze tripod was engraved with birds, beasts, insects and fish on all four sides. In addition, the lines densely covered all over the place were full of divine light, as if carrying endless mystery.

The mouth of the tripod was facing where Chen Hai was, and the bronze tripod was flying down from the sky.

The void in the vicinity seemed to have been temporarily imprisoned by this bronze tripod. It was obviously empty, but it made Chen Hai feel as if he was in water, and the surrounding air had become extremely sticky.

"Where is the idiot, dare to sneak attack Chen."

"Get out and die!" Seeing that the bronze tripod was about to fall, Chen Hai didn't see any panic.

With a loud shout, he raised his fist and slammed straight at the falling copper tripod above his head.

In just a thousandth of an instant, a punch and a tripod have already collided.

"Boom...Boom..." It was as if the sky had collapsed, there was howling wind everywhere, and there was a hurricane energy everywhere.

There were constant thunderclaps, and the entire sky had turned a dark yellow.

The falling copper tripod was thrown into the air again by the shock.

As for Chen Hai, who punched out his fist, he also didn't get much benefit. He was at an altitude of tens of meters above Qingmu City, and he fell directly from the shock.

Of course, he would not be as stupid as the old man in brocade clothes before. When he landed on the street below, he must have hit the ground with both feet, not with his head hitting the ground.

Under his knees, his body also sank into the ground.

With him as the center, one after another ferocious cracks, like spider webs, extended towards the surroundings.

The berserk energy from his fall to the ground swept away to the surroundings.

The houses, yards and shops on both sides of the street were like paper paste, destroyed and destroyed in an instant.

There were screams everywhere, and everyone was crying for their father and mother.

Ordinary people are too fragile in front of a strong person like Chen Hai.

Seeing strong men fighting in the sky, the ordinary people in this area either hid themselves or fled far away.

But now, just being affected by Chen Hai's falling domineering energy, it is already unknown how many people were killed or injured.

I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me...

The screams came to Chen Hai's ears, which made him feel a little distressed.

But at this moment, it was not the time to worry about these things, he raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked straight at the sky.

The bronze tripod that was shaken flying, after flying for a few miles, turned around and stabilized again.

An old man with white eyebrows in a Taoist robe stood with his hands behind his back, standing on top of the cauldron.

When Chen Hai's eyes fell on the old man, the old man also looked at Chen Hai.

"In the Tianji Sacred Cult, there is absolutely no such strong person as you. Who are you?" The two eyes seemed to be confronting each other out of thin air.

The strength displayed by Chen Hai made the white-browed old man obviously a little shocked.

Looking directly at Chen Hai, he asked in a deep voice.

"I just passed by. What kind of Tianji holy religion has something to do with me."

"In this Qingmu City, I just found an inn to stay, and soldiers came to the door, trying to arrest me and send me to the black prison!"

"This kind of thing, if you change it, can you bear it?"

With a cold snort, Chen Hai responded.

The old man, who was able to block his punch, was not weak, no need to look, he knew that this must be the strong Yaowanggu Zhenxian.

Cyanwood City, the number one city in the Western Man Mountains, is so close to the Valley of the Medicine King. Until now, it has not yet fallen into the hands of the Tianji Sacred Cult, and is firmly controlled by the Valley of the Medicine King.

In such a big city, there will be real immortals sitting in town. Thinking about it carefully, it seems not uncommon.

While speaking, he looked alert and swept around.

It's just a true immortal, and he can bear it. What he worries about is that the other party has helpers.

He glanced around, and although he didn't find any other real immortal-level powerhouses besides the copper tripod old man, it didn't mean that it was safe.

What if, if the old man held him back for a while, a group of real immortals would come here to besiege him?