Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 440: Stealing the Secrets Before the Battle
The morning light is breaking and the sun is rising.

A light breeze blew across the vast sea, bringing with it a slight feeling of coolness in the morning.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint light flew across the sky like a flying bird, leaving behind wisps of scattered clouds.

Chen Mu frowned, his spiritual sense spread ten thousand feet, and he discovered a black and white shuttle that was chasing after him.

"So fast?"

Feeling the speed of the shuttle, he was secretly shocked. No wonder he was caught up by it even though he was trying his best to escape.

"This shuttle doesn't have the aura of a magical treasure, it must be a magical power... I don't know what grade it is."

A distance of one hundred thousand feet may seem extremely far, but for Jindan cultivators like them, it is only a matter of a few breaths.

If Chen Mu hadn't continued to run faster, the black and white shuttle would have caught up with him long ago.

But even if Chen Mu tried his best to escape, the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

"If the enemy comes, I will fight him; if the water comes, I will block it with earth. Let's see what the monks from Shenzhou can do to me!"

Since he entered the Golden Core Realm, he has not yet used his full strength, so he is somewhat confident and does not feel afraid.

Anyway, there is still the Spirit Heart Demon General to support us...

Lingxin is an alien spirit beast in the late Jindan stage. Its combat power may be even stronger than that of the Shenzhou cultivators of the same level. It was because of him that Chen Mu did not escape.

As soon as Chen Mu's escape light stopped, his eyes glanced towards somewhere on the left intentionally or unintentionally, as if he could see the Lingxin Demon General hidden thousands of feet below the sea surface, and he nodded slightly.

Within three breaths, a black spot in the far distance of the sky grew bigger and bigger, and in a flash it came close to Chen Mu and also stopped.

Chen Mu's eyes narrowed as he looked at the two figures sitting cross-legged on the black and white shuttle.

One of them had a big head, and the other was honest. They were the monks from the Black and White Taoist Palace whom he had met once at the banquet.

I don’t know whether they were confident in killing Chen Mu or what, but they didn’t hide anything and blatantly showed their true faces.

"My two Taoist friends, why are you following Chen so closely?"

Although I knew what they were going to do, I still asked out loud.

From this we can also see the general difference between human cultivators and demon cultivators.

No matter what human cultivators do, they will subconsciously make themselves the side that is "reasonable".

If it were a demon cultivator, they might have already started a fight by now and would not have time for a few greetings or sarcastic remarks.

Of course, this also varies from person to person. Not all human cultivators are particular about what they do, and not all demon cultivators act impulsively...

"You're asking despite knowing the answer. The one who wants your life is Wu Si'an, the Black and White!"

The cultivator named Wu had a gloomy expression on his face. He immediately controlled a small bone-white sword magic weapon, transformed it into a white streak of light that was dozens of feet long, and slashed down in the air!
The sharp white sword light seemed to carry an extremely yin force. Just a slight flick of it made Chen Mu's soul feel the chill, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Shameless talk!"

Seeing him suddenly attack, Chen Mu did not hesitate, but was eager to try.

Disciples from major sects in the Central Plains Divine Continent are not common to see in normal times, so now is a good time to have a competition to see how big the gap is.

The dazzling elixir light enveloped his entire body, transforming into a layer of extremely tough True Water Mysterious Light Shield that was no less tough than the magical Gilded Fish Dragon Plate, blocking all the extremely yin forces.

At the same time, he put two fingers of his right hand together and flicked lightly.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Nine flying swords of different colors flew out in succession, each one of them was as good as the Quexie Sword.

The nine flying swords moved around and were arranged in nine plates, vaguely showing the trend of a sword formation.

Chen Mu remained silent as the golden elixir within him spun, a wave of overwhelming power like a sea of ​​magic. This was a sword formation technique from the "Nongyu Jingtao Sword Scripture," a top-grade treasure technique.

As he entered the Golden Elixir stage, the common magic techniques that were once obscure and difficult to understand became easy to understand, and he could often master them after just one try.

This Nine-Plate Sword Formation was something he had been contemplating over the past few days, and now was the perfect time to give it a try.

"Puff... Spiritual weapon, how dare you show it off?"

Wu Si'an seemed to be unable to hold back his laughter, and the look he gave Chen Mu became increasingly condescending.

The cultivators in remote areas are no match for the cultivators in the Central Plains. You must know that in the Black and White Taoist Palace, all disciples who break through the Golden Core stage will be given magic weapons, and even every subsequent advancement will be rewarded with massive resources.

"How dare a frog in a well blaspheme the Dragon Girl?"

He muttered something, murderous intent flashing in his eyes!
The bone-white sword suddenly shone brightly, and the white silk thread swayed lightly, engulfing Chen Mu's three flying swords.

Sword lights were entangled in the battle, and each sword carried a magical power that frightened the foundation-building monks.

"Whoa..."

One flying sword broke into two pieces, followed by the second and third...

Seeing this, Wu Si'an couldn't help but flash a smug look on his face. He said to the monk surnamed Sun beside him, "There's no need for you to take action, brother. Just watch me kill him with three sword strikes!"

The cultivator named Sun chuckled and nodded, then dispersed the black and white shuttle with his backhand and went to the side to wait.

He understood his junior brother quite well. He was only one step away from being intimate with the eldest daughter of the Dragon Palace. The temptation was enormous.

After all, with his talent, reaching the perfection of the Golden Elixir would be the pinnacle, and the chance of forging a Nascent Soul is extremely small.

But if he could get close to the eldest princess, then the Nascent Soul stage would no longer be a daydream and there would be a chance for it to come true.

And now, all of this has been taken away by the Northern Plains cultivator in front of him. With such hatred for having his Dao taken away, even if it were him, he would definitely want to kill this person with his own hands...

"Die!"

Wu Si'an had a ferocious look on his face, and the bone-white flying sword shone brightly. It looked like an extremely yang sword, but it emitted an extremely yin sword energy. It was clear that he had already begun to comprehend the principle of the mutual generation of yin and yang.

Seeing this, Chen Mu seemed to be lost in thought. He plucked the strings of a musical instrument with his two fingers, and the remaining six flying swords gathered together to form a sword wheel. He didn't care about the damage to the flying swords themselves, and fought fiercely with the bone-white sword.

Beside him, the power of yin and yang also quietly rose...

"Arrogant person..."

Seeing this, Wu Si'an was furious. In this life-and-death battle, Chen Mu actually still had the mind to steal skills!
"I want to see why you are so confident!"

He stopped talking, forced himself to calm down, and concentrated on driving the bone-white sword, cutting off the sword wheel supports one by one.

Chen Mu remained unmoved, but gradually he began to understand.

"Yin and Yang complement and counteract each other, and this person's method is clearly that Yin relies on Yang to give birth, Yang gives birth to Yin below, and all Yangs serve the Yin above. When it reaches its extreme, it changes..."

His eyes flickered, and finally lit up suddenly when the bone-white sword's destructive sword wheel approached him.

He formed a seal with his right hand and instantly summoned a huge seal that covered the sky. It was the Chongxu Huashan Seal that had reached perfection.

As soon as the seal was formed, it fell. The hundred-foot seal body fell like a mountain, and hit Wu Si'an directly.

The momentum was so great and shocking that Wu Si'an had no time to pursue the victory and could only recall the bone-white sword to block a few attacks.

"Oh!"

A deafening roar stirred up thousands of feet high waves!
The bone-white sword is worthy of the quality of a magic weapon. It remains motionless in the face of the oppressive force like a falling mountain. It uses a point to balance the hundred-foot seal and firmly protects Wu Si'an.

(End of this chapter)