Immortal in my old age, I will live forever

Chapter 230 272: The world inside the giant monster!Revenge on the ancestors (adding updates to the monthly pass)
The moment the consciousness sensed something was wrong, the abdomen of the ancestor of Soul Eater suddenly swelled high, and sticky black tentacles suddenly oozed out of the nasal cavity and even the corners of the eyes, like black lightning bolts, suddenly struck Chen Dengming's consciousness .

Chen Dengming suddenly felt a mental pain, and the pain was transmitted to the soul, which was more painful than a finger being cut off. The consciousness that came out seemed to be bitten by something, tearing and swallowing a piece.

He immediately withdrew his consciousness subconsciously.

At the same time, the surface of the cold liquid water in front of it also 'crashed' and set off water waves, and a series of greasy and eerie tentacles chased it out.

Chen Dengming just withdrew all his consciousness at this moment, seeing a series of greasy tentacles emerging from the water, his heart skipped a beat.

Concentrate the mind in an instant, put aside all ordinary thoughts, and enter the state of the unity of heaven and man.

"Whoosh!—"

Tentacles exuding a strange and sinister aura immediately seemed to be blinded, froze in mid-air, and then slowly stretched out in all directions.

Chen Dengming remained motionless, letting many greasy tentacles pass by.

Two of them touched his cheeks, allowing him to feel the icy coldness, like the water in a spring, chilling to the bone.

He was like a cold stone, his mind was calm, his emotions never fluctuated at all, and he was free from shock and fear.

"Whoosh-"

The protruding tentacles retracted like lightning, submerged in the cold liquid below, and retracted into the body of the Soul Eater Patriarch.

After a while, the liquid suddenly floated up.

In Chen Dengming's gradually shrinking pupils, the corpse of Soul Eater Patriarch suddenly surfaced.

This Nascent Soul monster exudes a repressive aura that has not yet dissipated, and even the two eyeballs are rolling.

It's just that both of its eyes are already completely pitch-black and horrifying. If you carefully distinguish them, they seem to be filled and manipulated by the black tentacles just now.

Chen Dengming stood straight on the spot, held his breath, and suppressed the fluctuations in his emotions, like a piece of wood, playing a game where wooden men are not allowed to move, and it would be finished if he moved.

'L--'

A little liquid dripped to the ground.

Black tentacles and bursts of black mist sprang out from under the black robe of the Soul Eater Patriarch, supporting his body to float away from the water, passing by Chen Dengming.

Chen Dengming's mood did not fluctuate, but the hairs on his neck stood on end. He felt as if a large block of cold ice passed by his side, and the temperature around him dropped suddenly.

He didn't dare to look sideways, and he could only vaguely see the stinky face of the Soul Eater Patriarch from the corner of his eye, and saw a storage bag hanging from the belt of the other party's suspected fourth-tier high-level robe.

Suddenly, the opponent's body paused, almost at a 45-degree angle with him.

Chen Dengming's palms began to sweat, warm and sticky, and thoughts raced through his mind.

What is this for?
Why did it stop suddenly.

Did you find him?
"Den-"

At this moment, the sound of a piece of wood hitting a stone came clearly, and fell into Chen Dengming's ears.

Out of the corner of Chen Dengming's eyes, he caught sight of 'Soul Eater Patriarch' hitting the rock wall several times hard with the ebony staff he had been holding tightly in his hand, making a sound.

Then tentacles like thick black hair stretched out from the sleeves, wrapped around the ebony staff, and after a while, he threw it away dissatisfied, as if now he began to dislike this thing for getting in the way.

After throwing the ebony staff, the figure of the other party continued to float forward, gradually disappearing in the channel of wind and black fog blowing down the slope, and the shadow was also engulfed.

...

Until the figure of the Soul Eater Patriarch completely left for more than dozens of breaths.

Chen Dengming's stiff body moved slightly, and he looked back.

After thinking about it for a moment, it took some effort and effort to use Tianyan to observe the surroundings.

Compared with divine consciousness, observation at this level of power is difficult to be perceived by Sen Luo's descendants.

He didn't dare to expand the range too much, and he was relieved after confirming that the range of several miles around him was safe.

Through Tianyantong, he also observed that the passage winding down behind him actually diverged into many forks along the way, and he didn't know where it led.

"This channel is very weird."

Chen Dengming looked down at the gelatinous sticky ground under his feet, his eyes flashed blue.

Tianyantong directly looks through the ground and looks at the ground.

Only half a foot deep, he suddenly felt a palpitation, and felt a faint strong oppressive aura.

This aura is completely of the same origin as the son of Sen Luo, but it is even more terrifying. The moment he touched it, his heart felt paralyzed as if struck by lightning, and he shivered for a while.

At the same time, he also observed black pipes that looked like wires in the depths of the ground, scattered in all directions, and what was slowly flowing in them was the cold liquid from before.

An invisible fluctuation, like a slight breath, rises and falls from the ground, as if the ground has life.

Observing this, a terrifying thought suddenly emerged from Chen Dengming's brain.

"Could it be that the body of a certain big forest is not working?"

"Could it be Sen Luo himself?"

Chen Dengming's whole body seemed to be electrified, and he was shocked. Then he thought that even the powerful old monster of the late Nascent Soul, the ancestor of the soul eater, had fallen into the sand, and his corpse had just been lying in the same mortuary with him. The possibility is extremely high.

He immediately looked around.

Immediately, he forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, secretly wiped the sweat from his palms on his robe, and his eyes fell on the ebony staff on the ground.

Things have come to this point, no matter how flustered, it will only lead to chaos.

He quickly calmed down, thought about the countermeasures to leave here, and walked over.

After pondering for a moment, he circulated the immortal power to cover his palm.

Then carefully picked up the ebony staff on the ground.

The moment his palm touched the ebony staff, he sensed a faint resistance and fluctuation of soul power.

It seemed that inside the ebony staff, there was a soul that was repelling him.

No wonder the descendant of Sen Luo who lived in the body of the soul-eating ancestor made weird movements, knocking on the wooden staff, probably because he sensed the soul in the wooden staff and wanted to force it out, but failed.

The strength of normal Sen Luo's heirs is not so weak.

Chen Dengming guessed that the son of Senluo who lived in the body of the Soul Eater ancestor just now may be a juvenile body, not too big, not too strong.

But now it seems to be in the body of Sen Luo's deity, so naturally he cannot conflict with other people's children and grandchildren.

Chen Dengming looked at the ebony staff in his hand.

The stick was very heavy, perhaps half a ton.

Not to mention the fact that there are still conflicts, it seems that the prohibition has not disappeared, it may be that the imprint of the spiritual sense that the ancestor of the soul eater has not dissipated.

In this way, Chen Dengming can also judge that the ancestor of Soul Eater may have only damaged his body, but Yuan Ying has escaped.

He pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed with silver light, like a lamp, a human immortal power was transmitted into the ebony staff in a shocking manner, and it entered the ebony staff to destroy it.

This kind of high-level power from a certain immortal is obviously extraordinary.

Although Nascent Soul's brand of consciousness is powerful, it is now rootless and gradually shaken by the power of human immortality.

Suddenly, a burst of spiritual power turned into a hunched old man with a hunchback and rushed out. He opened his mouth in anger and horrified, and roared: "You bastard, how dare you touch my ancestor's magic weapon?"

Chen Dengming's expression was calm, and he was already prepared. The human immortal power that had been accumulated and ready to be released suddenly exerted force, and the cold silver light gushed out of his eyes like two sharp swords, piercing straight away.

"Old thing! If you can't swallow this breath, just swallow shit! Don't call him Soul Eater Patriarch from now on, just call Shit Eater Old Dog!"

"Bastard—ah!"

A pitiful howl at the level of divine sense spread, and the spiritual consciousness of the ancestor of Soul Devourer was brutally torn apart, and the brand collapsed along with the cracks.

Chen Dengming suddenly felt that the half-ton ebony staff in his hand seemed to be half light.

At the same time, he also sensed the breath of soul in the ebony staff.

It's not just one share, but more than a dozen shares.

One of the breaths of the soul was quite familiar to him.

It turned out to be Jia Guoxian, the Jindan cultivator of Hualongzong who once guarded the city together when he was in the border town, but quickly betrayed him at a critical moment and left him behind the palace.

Sensing his aura at this moment, Jia Guoxian who was inside the ebony staff also became restless, the resistance became more intense, full of resentment and fear.

"I didn't expect, fellow Daoist Jia, you planned everything to escape, but in the end, not only did you not escape, even your soul was refined into a soul arrow."

Seeing this, Chen Dengming was quite emotional, but his expression was flat, without any mercy.

Do not die.

He always has a chivalrous heart, but he is not a saint who is willing to do good deeds in return for evil.

Bodhisattvas still have the angry eyes of the Vajra, and saints also have the dharma body to protect the Tao.

This Jia Guoxian deserved to die and reaped the consequences.

There is only one person who reaps the consequences of his own evil.

Among the inaccessible mountains thousands of miles away from the border town stands a dark and gloomy mountain.

The raging mountain stream gushes out from the cave like the water curtain cave, and the turbulent torrent is circling and galloping.The frightening roaring sound ruthlessly shocked people's hearts.

However, at this moment, what is more palpitating than the ghostly howling sound of the water waves is an angry roar that seems to be deliberately suppressed.

Even if the howling sound was deliberately suppressed, it still exuded bursts of strong spiritual power, making the whole world fall into a deathly silence.

However, between the stone crevices dotted with bare stones along the waterfall, a fist-sized spirit body like a baby was hiding in it, and it let out an unbearable suppressed roar.

"Longevity Taoist!!"

His bright eyes were about to spew fire, and the anger in his heart was like a flame hitting his chest, ready to burst out.

Just because just now, his magic weapon, the soul-searching bow and staff, was actually broken with the imprint of divine consciousness.

And the power that broke the imprint of his spiritual consciousness, so familiar, was actually the Daozi Longevity who was hunted down by him before.

Not only did this former prey cause him to damage his body and end up in the land he is now, but he is still not dead and survived, and he took away his magic weapon and spoke rudely.

Thinking of this, he was so angry that the Nascent Soul would explode on the spot.

His magic weapon has been taken away, which means that his physical body has also been discovered by the other party, and it is likely to be destroyed by the other party.

Thinking about that bastard boy who actually made him swallow a mouthful of shit and changed his name to Old Shit Eater, he might have done some kind of daring act of insulting his corpse, the Soul Eater Patriarch was so angry that he was seriously injured internally.

But at this time, he has nothing to do, he must immediately find a suitable body to take away, so as to stabilize the realm and prevent the realm from falling.

As for how long it will take to stabilize one's cultivation and carry out revenge after the house is seized, conservative estimates can be estimated in decades.

at the same time.

Inside the Longevity Sect.

He Yingyu's expression was tired but relaxed, and she led two sleepy boys and girls with her spiritual energy, flew out of the entrance of the Taoist Land, landed on the ground covered with ginkgo leaves, her skirt embroidered with exquisite patterns dragged the floor, Swing up dust.

Seeing the third patriarch Su Yanyan waiting outside, a gentle smile appeared on He Yingyu's pretty face as crystal clear as porcelain, and she said respectfully.

"Third Master Patriarch, my husband has survived the danger for the time being, and I believe he will definitely escape."

"Ok!"

Su Yanyan nodded slightly, but she also knew that He Yingyu was forcing a smile.

Now Chen Dengming is indeed temporarily restored to safety, but he has not completely escaped from danger. There is a high probability that he has been swallowed into Sen Luo's body.

If it was a time of peace, maybe the first ancestor would try to save the fallen Jedi.

But in this current situation, the First Ancestor was unable to make a move.

Daozi is of course very important, but the sect, the sect's orthodoxy, and more disciples in the sect are also particularly important, and they need the protection of the first ancestor to sit in the guard.

Thinking of the arrangement of the first ancestor, Su Yanyan stared at He Yingyu with her beautiful eyes, and then fell on the two teenagers, a man and a woman floating beside her, shaking her head slightly in her heart.

This Chen Dengming's child has absolutely no aptitude for cultivating immortals, but the obsession with cultivating immortals he showed before is very strong.

If it weren't for that obsession and longing for Chen Dengming, I'm afraid it would have been difficult to burst out such a strong mental effort before.

But now that these two children have been brought into the world of cultivating immortals, what should nephew Chen do to explain their obsession?

"I think too far, now it is important to try to rescue him first"

Su Yanyan smiled inwardly, and said to He Yingyu, "You can go with us this time, after going to the border town, we will leave the Four Realms in a depraved state.

Maybe there is an opportunity to defuse the danger for him, but Sen Luo is too strong, we can only say that there is an opportunity, and interview him from the side, remember, never act impulsively. "

He Yingyu's heart was shocked, and she immediately bowed to thank her.

"My apprentice and grandson have thanked the third master!"

She firmly believes that Chen Dengmingji has his own aura, and he will definitely be able to save the day.

Nor would she want to be a widow.

In this world, no one can be as outstanding as her junior brother
(The monthly pass is not full, so I still need to add more, hehe)

(End of this chapter)