Chen Xinghe felt a stern.

A Mahayana monk threw out something and then ran away.

Whatever you think, how weird it feels.

The other Mahayana monks were slightly stunned and looked at the object.

I saw that it looked like a gold brick, spraying white smoke.

Chen Xinghe was a perfect match for the emergency. His blood-colored lotus petals were flying under his feet, and he left the immortal corpse and disappeared.

Because other Mahayana monks were slow for a moment, they sank into a large cloud of white smoke in the light sound of "tons". Even if the saints look at each other with their double pupils, they can't tell the depth.

Chen Xinghe felt that his feet were getting slower and slower, and his body gradually became stagnant, and he cursed in his heart: "Where did this old guy come from? Is it a careful work?"

No matter what, he knew he could never stay, the smoked brick was very mysterious.

"Boom..." Wuji rotated, and the wind passed Wuhen, and his figure disappeared all at once, breaking away from all kinds of indescribable clamps. When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of the old man with white eyebrows.

"Old guy, I feel like I'm not only targeting me, but those eight unlucky guys." Chen Xinghe slowly turned around and looked at the other party.

"You? You actually escaped?" Bai Mei felt extremely incredible.

"What? Is it difficult to escape? Those eight unlucky guys are afraid they can't get out, and the immortal corpse that I finally subdued. You must compensate me for the losses, the wealth of the eight Mahayana monks and one immortal corpse."

"Hmph, you, Chen Xinghe, should die when you are so rude." The old man with white eyebrows looked weak, and he put down a harsh words, and his figure quickly faded away.

"Running?" Chen Xinghe felt a little incredible. Is this a Mahayana monk? His face was particularly solemn. He thought he would have to fight for days and nights at any cost, but he ran away!

"Hey, what are you running away? Aren't you a Mahayana monk? Why are you so brave? I am afraid that I, a monk in the tribulation stage?" He followed his words like a shadow and came to the old man with white eyebrows.

"Get out, what are you a monk in the tribulation stage? I have been practicing Taoism for 18,400 years, and I have never seen a monk as difficult and hateful as you..." The words rumbled, with a kind of injury attack.

Chen Xinghe was in a stable mind, so he was afraid, so he raised his hand and threw out a sword shadow.

"Boom..." The old man with white eyebrows stepped back and looked at the gap on his robe, his face becoming quite ugly.

He looked at Chen Xinghe and said righteously: "Chen Xinghe, do you really want to fight with me? You should know that even if we are injured outside, we will be resurrected in the temple."

"I know, why don't you? Compared with the Mahayana monks who pass the tribulation stage, in addition to controlling the power of heaven and earth, the biggest difference is the resurrection in the temple. However, resurrection takes time, right?"

"Time?" The old man with white eyebrows was slightly stunned.

Chen Xinghe nodded: "Yes! It will take more than twenty years at the earliest. The damage caused by too much can last for a hundred years! You may say, but only a hundred years, what is it for Mahayana monks? It takes more than this year, but for me, a hundred years is enough to improve."

A hundred years have been enough to improve, which made the old man's heart tremble and immediately reacted. The person in front of him may be ranked in the top three for tens of thousands of years.

The top three! A hundred years of sleep is very short, but for Chen Xinghe, God knows what kind of encounter will happen.

The old man with white eyebrows frowned and slowly stepped back and said, "My friend, we don't need to fight fiercely. I am different from those Mahayana monks. I just have the Mahayana overseas invited by Jin Tianzong, so I don't need to..."

A "boom" sound was scattered, and twenty-seven flying swords were interspersed, trapping the old man with white eyebrows here.

Just one step away, the old man with white eyebrows could leave here and go away, but now? Just one step away, he was intercepted by the flying sword.

Chen Xinghe smiled and asked loudly: "Old man, what is the gold brick you just threw out? Explain it to the younger generation!"

"Hmph, ignorant junior." The old man with white eyebrows suddenly turned into four arms, and extremely complex lines appeared behind him, condensing into a dazzling crystal frost array plate.

"Boom..." The old man's figure soared, like a demon reviving.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle appears and fights against Guizang Sword.

Chen Xinghe laughed and said to Gui Zangjian: "Lao Gui, you are at a high level now. Can you work harder?"

"Hehe." Gui Zang Jian replied with a smile: "Our innate spiritual treasures are also objects. Whether we can exert great power depends on the power of the master."

"Are you saying I can't do it?" Chen Xinghe stepped forward and suddenly reached out to grab the hilt of the sword. Twenty-seven flying swords were immediately stacked, and a terrifying aura burst out towards the surroundings.

"Oh! I just realized that you are forcing me to consume the power of Tao!" Chen Xinghe had to extract spiritual energy. Because Lei Zun dispersed his cultivation in the world, he is now extracting spiritual energy very quickly.

This is the first time Chen Xinghe uses Mahayana cultivation to control the innate spiritual treasure. He feels that it is indeed different from before, as if the heaven and earth are in the same way.

However, Guizang Sword is indeed of high level now, and Chen Xinghe feels strangely as if he is instantly fucked by an adult.

"Puff..." It seemed like the figure of a demon god slashed in half.

The old man with white eyebrows fell from the terrible artistic conception, and saw that the bodies on both sides of the left and right were broken and wanted to pull them back and splice them intact.

But the sword energy is too terrible and it can never be brought to the body.

Chen Xinghe quickly dispersed the flying sword, feeling that his whole body became soft and weak, and cursed: "It's not that simple to draw too much, and it's true that I'm not that simple to control the powerful spiritual treasure. I'm slashing out at most three swords now."

The old man with white eyebrows was very frightened. He was a Mahayana monk! With just one sword, he actually cut through his supreme god and demon body. It is unimaginable that this kid had only practiced for hundreds of years.

"What do you want to ask you! What exactly is that gold brick?"

"I said that, can you let me go?"

"Yes, you've been injured anyway, and you can't cause trouble for me for at least thirty years. It's okay to let you go, but you have to cooperate with me."

"How to cooperate?"

"Hehe." Chen Xinghe suddenly grabbed the white-browed old man's body and flew to the edge of a layer of white mist. He raised his arm and was about to throw the old man in.

"Don't, my friend, don't, I say, I'll say it all." The old man was scared and trembled and said, "That gold brick is the blood and blood of the dream immortal that was suppressed by 16,300 pieces of talisman treasures! That is the flesh and blood of a true immortal, and it still has incredible immortal power. It can make people fall into a circular dream, even the Mahayana monks cannot break free."

Chen Xinghe asked with a frown, "What are you planning to use such means to pinch the eight Mahayana monks?"

"Reduce the combat power of Chihuangtian, and the eight Mahayana monks will not be able to participate in the war in the next hundred years. The Demon World will pay me a great benefit for this." The old man with white eyebrows grinned and said.

"What about the benefits? I'm half."

"This..." The old man with white eyebrows became angry.

"You don't do it?" Chen Xinghe acted to throw the old man into the white air mass.

"Do work, I am willing to give half of the benefits." The old man emitted a glow.

Soon, the glow amplifies and appears before your eyes.

Chen Xinghe raised his eyes and observed for a moment, opened his mouth and swallowed the glow into his abdomen, sensed it carefully for a moment, and his face showed ecstasy.

"Okay, very good, it's such a treasure. No wonder you're a spy in the Demon World."

"Ahem, please let me go! This is one quarter, let me give you another quarter."
Chapter completed!