Chen Changan felt a little strange when he fought for the first time to kill a monk, and his hands holding the bone stick also trembled slightly.

The spiritual power in his body was very excited, rushing in the sea of ​​energy, as if he was excited.

This behavior made him even more uneasy. These spiritual powers were all obtained from death and resentment, and the duration was uncontrollable, which made Chen Changan feel like he had a nail in his heart, fearing that they would one day backfire him.

But at this time, you must not show your fear. You must know how many people are waiting to kill themselves.

Especially the bald donkey in the air and the old Taoist lords, they are not good at slapping.

Chen Changan made all his efforts this time and had to win the favor first to have the chance to save Xuan Wei.

"Bald donkey, you hurt me for no reason and ruin my chances. I see who can save you today!"

Chen Changan said angrily, as arrogant as a Daluo Golden Immortal, scolding a golden elixir.

Even Xuan Wei, who was standing behind him, was startled by this momentum, and her beautiful eyes swept around him in surprise.

Huineng, who was in mid-air, could not see any expression. He seemed to be really determined, like a god and Buddha.

He pinched the orchid finger and glanced at the monk who was beaten into dust. He was like a loud sound: "I just picked up a spiritual bone and dared to speak wildly. You collude with demons, release the true fire of Samadhi, and harm countless creatures. How can I allow you to be rampant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ku Yuan stood up in the air and laughed and said, "Huineng, you want to take this kid alone, but you can't. To be honest, this son, I was a traitor of my senior brother in Taixu Palace. I was originally a disciple of my senior brother in charge. But because my heart was not lost, my senior brother asked him to go down the mountain to experience it, and he never wanted to cause such a sin. I want to take him back to Tianxu Palace and leave it to my senior brother Ku Xuan for his treatment."

Chen Changan was stunned. These birds were really good at lying, and they were not inferior to those who were in the bed, and they were sweet and deceiving those beauties.

He looked at Ku Yuan's familiar face and didn't recognize it. It was this old Taoist who penetrated his calves in Taixu Palace.

"Kuyuan Zamao, you don't have a stinky fart. I have nothing to do with Taixu Palace. Your mouth is like a skunk that farts like a sperm. If you really want to catch a relative with me, it's better to kneel down and kowtow in front of so many people and recognize me as your godfather."

Even though Ku Yuan's heart was stable, his beard was shaken up in anger. Looking at Chen Changan's eyes, it seemed that he was about to spit out fire.

"What? My good son, are you so happy that you can't even say anything?"

"Good and smooth-tongued!" Ku Yuan looked ugly, and he used his sword to slash Chen Chang'an.

This sword has the power of thunder and thunder. The sword energy is erratic and a wave of air is formed in front of it. All the monks sacrifice magic weapons to avoid being affected by the fish in the pond.

Chen Chang'an was delighted. He deliberately angered Ku Yuan, and this was the one waiting for him.

He took out a bird's corpse from behind and blocked it in front.

The sword slashed the dead bird, and Chen Changan vomited blood from his mouth, used a trace of spiritual power to protect Xuan Wei's heart veins, and then ran away.

The bird corpse exploded and emitted a strong fragrance. Ku Yuan and Huineng in the air were all confused.

"No, it's a corpse vulture! This beast is highly toxic, and the toxicity of the corpse is increased by a hundred times after death."

Those who have a high level of cultivation should quickly keep their energy and protect their heart meridians.

The corpse vulture became a demon and was recognized by Qingle. Chen Changan had only one chance. He could not beat the corpse of this corpse vulture, and he had to rely on Ku Yuan's help.

He quickly used his spiritual power and began to heal his wounds. There was a pain of needle-punching on his hands and feet.

Xuan Wei was held in his arms by him, looking at the funny armor, and suddenly smiled.

She calmed down and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Do you believe it? I guessed you will come to save me."

The beautiful big eyes are both worried and bizarre, and there is also a bit of surprise. The heart is full of confusion and complex emotions.

Chen Changan had no time to appreciate it, and the pain in his body became stronger and stronger.

Pain can make people lose patience. A cruel person who uses his body to resist the true fire of Samadhi will become a little irritable at this time.

He pressed the blood that was about to spit out from his throat and said in a deep voice: "When is it now, and I still have the intention to say this."

This tone can be said to be very rude, but in Xuan Wei's ears, there was no sign of anger.

Her rude tone made her feel strange. Her face turned red and she simply lay in his arms, her cheeks tightly against his chest.

The little Taoist Chen Changan is a teenager and has not grown tall yet.

Chang'an is so small... her chest is not as wide as mine. When she thinks of this, her face turns redder and hot and hot.

Chen Changan did not dare to go anywhere else, so he ran directly to the Mountain of Death, where most people dared not come in.

The Mountain of Death is a forbidden area for life. It is said that a thousand years ago, the gods destroyed a group of demons here.

From then on, strange things often happened here, and many prehistoric alien species appeared.

When monks entered this mountain indiscriminately, few people could go out alive.

Chen Chang'an had their familiar aura, and he lived a very comfortable life in the Mountain of Death.

From the intersection where the nine-petal lotus collapsed, he hid in the stone gate. Chen Changan piled up the stone gate again, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingle shrank in the corner beside him. When he saw him coming back, he rushed over.

"Brother Chang'an, as soon as you leave, it's so scary here! There are all kinds of lonely ghosts floating around, and there are still a few who come forward to eat me."

Chen Changan didn't care, just pretended that she was timid. After sitting on the ground, she used her qi to heal her wounds. While saying absent-mindedly, "This is a mass grave, how can it not be scary?"

Xuan Wei was embarrassed to stay in his arms at this time, so she swept her hair and looked around and was shocked.

"So many monsters!"

Chen Changan distributed a trace of spiritual power to heal her wounds. The sword cultivator's immortal sword was broken and destroyed, and it would not be possible to recover in a short time.

Fortunately, what she faced was a peerless dad who was proficient in "Eighteen Touches".

Qingle said it was indeed true. This place was very mysterious. Every night, ghosts and wolves howled, making people feel numb.

Although he could take the opportunity to take advantage of Xuanwei, Chen Changan himself was also a little scared after a long time.

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Three days later, at night.

Chen Changan suddenly felt a strange thing. His body had almost recovered. He was taken away by the ring of Taihua Sect and went to the territory of Liuhuang Kingdom.

It seems that it was a poisonous woman named Yun who found the ring.

After healing these days, his and Xuan Wei's bodies have recovered almost.

If this poisonous woman doesn't kill her, she will feel uneasy, which has affected her heart.

After he got up, he looked at the big and small who were meditating and practicing, and coughed lightly, "This place is very evil, and it is not a long-term solution here. Those monks dare not come in, which means there must be danger here. We might as well sneak out, how about it?"

Qingle and Xuanwei had long wanted to leave. They were not Chen Changan. They did not have the familiar and close feeling of the gloomy spirit here, and they only felt uncomfortable every night.
Chapter completed!