Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 226 Just give up when you’re ready
"who!"

Yan Chou roared, his eyes filled with shock and anger staring at the place where the flying sword circled back!

I saw a gray-robed figure standing quietly, vaguely visible in the chaotic crowd.

At this time, Han Chengran also calmed down, looking at Chen Mu with eyes that flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

It was not until a moment later that he sneered and spoke loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Chen... why did you resort to such a sneak attack?"

Chen Mu smiled slightly when he heard this, and calmly put the pill brought by the Zhaokong Sword into his storage bag.

"It's an ownerless thing, why is Fellow Daoist Han acting like this?"

"you!……"

Han Chengran's face changed, and he was about to yell, but was interrupted by a loud shout from the furious Yan Chou.

"No matter how eloquent you are, die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rolled up the blood all over his body, transformed into a strange vortex of thick blood that was almost black, and rushed straight towards Chen Mu.

"Blood Wheel Technique!..."

Someone nearby recognized Yan Chou's technique and immediately turned around and dodged in fear, not having the courage to get involved in the fight between them.

The Blood Wheel Technique is a low-level magic technique that is well-known in the Dongming Sea.

Two hundred years ago, it was Yan Chou's master who made it famous. Once it was used, it killed more than ten Qi Condensation cultivators on the spot.

You have to know that at that time, Master Xuehai was just a Qi Condensation cultivator...

Chen Mu looked at the attack in front of him, his face calm but his heart extremely solemn.

Although he didn't know the fame of the Blood Wheel Technique, just by looking at the terrifying fluctuations of mana and the reactions of the other cultivators, he could tell that this technique was not simple...

In the blink of an eye, a bloody vortex came towards you!

Chen Mu's lips moved, and he suddenly raised his hand.

The next moment, there was a muffled "boom" sound, and several water-colored thunders as thick as giant pythons suddenly fell and hit the center of the blood-colored vortex directly.

"Chichichi..."

As soon as the water-colored dark thunder came into contact, it turned into a glittering lightning net that surrounded the blood-colored vortex.

At the same time, there was a "hissing" sound above the vortex, and countless blood and energy rose up one after another, floating and dissipating in the air.

Seeing this, Chen Mu was delighted. As he expected, Yan Chou had not truly mastered this magic. The blood-colored vortex he cast was only for show and not very powerful. That was why he was able to dispel the attack with only top-level magic!

He felt relieved, but the cultivators who were watching nearby were all shocked and began to look at Chen Mu seriously.

"Who is this person who can actually compete with Yan Chou, a disciple of the Blood Sea..."

Sensing the reactions of the cultivators, Han Chengran, who was behind him, snorted coldly, and suddenly raised a black spear, and with the mysterious tortoise shell surrounding him, he rushed straight forward!

"Another person has come... This time the gray-robed kid is in trouble."

"Humph! That nameless cultivator should have been killed by our Han clan brothers long ago!"

……

Chen Mu didn't have the time to listen to the discussions of a few people. He was busy summoning clouds and mist dragons to meet the people rushing towards him.

"Boom bang bang..."

Four dragons that looked like real entities pounced on Han Chengran, but were all blocked by the mysterious tortoise shell surrounding him.

Fortunately, Chen Mu had achieved his goal and stopped him from rushing forward.

But one wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.

The blood-colored vortex cast by Yan Chou dissipated, and the several water-colored dark thunders also disappeared with it.

This time, he had his hands free...

He watched Chen Mu cast spells one after another, and finally found an opening. He immediately thought and urged the dozens of paper figures behind him to attack. However, he saw blood suddenly appear in the eye sockets of the paper figures. Without any other movement, they just turned quietly towards Chen Mu.

In an instant, Chen Mu only felt a slight pain in the Niwan Palace, and then his eyes suddenly went dark, and he actually lost his sight at this moment!

"not good……"

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly used his spiritual awareness to its full extent to rush into the Niwan Palace, smoothing out the slight waves that had suddenly arisen in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After responding in this way, his vision slowly recovered.

Looking at Yan Chou who attacked again, Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and changed his mind about fighting for the remaining pills.

So he mobilized all his magic power, tapped one foot lightly, and his whole body suddenly retreated, and in the blink of an eye he was back in a corridor.

"Hahaha... Fellow Daoist Yan, instead of chasing me, why not go fight for the other four pills..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mu disappeared completely into the darkness.

Yan Chou's footsteps came to an abrupt halt, his ghostly eye sockets sunken and flashing with rage.

Actually, what Chen Mu said was correct. He also knew the difficulty of it. Staying here and fighting with everyone else was much easier than fighting Chen Mu...

But no matter how much he thought about it, he just couldn't swallow it!
"Chen monk, you robbed me of my opportunity... I will remember you!"

Yan Chou snorted coldly, and without stopping, he rushed straight to the place where the next pill was to be fought over.

Seeing him like this, Han Chengran had no choice but to give up the three pills in Chen Mu's hand.

After the fight just now, Han Chengran no longer dared to face Chen Mu alone...

……

Chen Mu hid in the dark corridor and moved forward at an incredible speed.

Before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly groaned and then shook his head vigorously.

"Yan Chou's paper figurine technique can actually directly affect the cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness..."

Chen Mu frowned slightly and sighed. This kind of magic has always been rare, but who would have thought that he would encounter it here in person.

Fortunately, he knew when to stop and did not linger on the other pills, otherwise it would be hard to say who would win or lose.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Mu suppressed the mixed thoughts in his mind and took two quick steps. Not far away, he saw a white-robed figure in front of him.

He felt relieved and immediately sent a voice message: "Brother Wei!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Xingyou hurriedly took two steps forward: "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Chen Mu nodded, looked back, and said, "Let's go, we can talk while we walk."

"Brother Wei, this land is truly mysterious... Has your destined object sensed anything?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Xingyou's eyes sparkled with joy. "Junior Brother Chen, if my perception is correct, the object I'm looking for is not far from here."

"Oh?" Chen Mu raised one eyebrow and said with a smile: "If that's the case, then it just saves us a lot of effort!"

"I hope..."

Wei Xingyou said with a smile on his face and anticipation in his eyes.

After a moment, the two of them no longer wasted time and immediately turned around and left following Wei Xingyou's induction.

Passing through many halls along the way, he also encountered many monks fighting with each other, causing chaos.

However, Chen Mu and the others knew that they had important matters to attend to, so they left quietly every time and did not join in.

We traveled like this for three days.

Only then did Chen Muer slowly approach his destination.

Walking in the surprisingly long corridor, Wei Xingyou couldn't suppress his excitement.

"Junior Brother Chen, I have a feeling that the hall ahead is our destination this time..."

(End of this chapter)