Chapter 309 Erosion

Chen Luo's return lifted the spirits of everyone on Wudao Peak. Although they didn't know Chen Luo's current specific cultivation level, he could use the Silver Armor Corpse King to fight against the leader of the Corpse Cultivation Sect and the leader of the Nine Poison Valley more than ten years ago. Now, ten years have passed, and at least he is a Jindan warrior.

After learning about the changes in the Seven Kingdoms over the years through Wuwei Zhenren and Sister Huang Ying, Chen Luo stayed in the sect.

This ghost temple was destined for him at first glance.

The 'Spring and Autumn Gu' of Brother Han Jiu, the Gu Demon, was left inside, and he always remembered this. He didn't have the strength before, but now he has to go in and search for anything. There is also the brain of the ghost cultivator. He had been thinking about expanding his horizons and getting some brains of other types of cultivators. Now the opportunity is at his doorstep, and there is no reason to give up.

Indoors.

Chen Luo sat cross-legged.

The impact of the tribulation was still being digested. With the brain of the mummy, his use of the feedback power of the tribulation reached its limit. The power of the thunder tribulation was absorbed and integrated into the second demon bone array pattern, forming a "thunder pattern" at the heart. The demon power changed his body, and the thunder power that was previously swallowed into his body wandered in his body.

The two bone patterns echoed each other. The first bone pattern was found by Zhu Chungang. It was unknown what kind of demon beast's bone it was. When the pattern on it was called, it could enhance Chen Luo's defense and strength. The second bone pattern was caught from the heavenly tribulation before, and it was a thunder pattern. It has a great bonus to the thunder magic.

Breathing in and out, every exercise can attract the outside world and drive the surrounding heaven and earth vitality.

The demon power is compressed and condensed bit by bit.

The golden elixir in the body exudes a luster like the sun, and ten points of "jade liquid" turn into dark green and surround the golden elixir, like a satellite.

The combination of spiritual energy and physical energy, superimposed with the weird breath of the heart demon formula, gives people the feeling of being a peerless old demon, unfathomable.

After a long time, Chen Luo, who had digested the last remaining power, arranged a new task for the mummy brain.

The path to the Nascent Soul.

This kind of thing about the path is best handled by the mummy brain.

Opening his eyes, Chen Luo exhaled a breath of turbid air. The gas formed a circular cyclone in front of him, and a strong wind rolled up, blowing the books in the room to rustle. The flames on the table kept shaking, reflecting the shadows on the wall and twisting constantly.

After a long time, this breath gradually faded, the flames calmed down again, and the shadows behind him also calmed down again.

Swoosh!

Chen Luo stretched out his index finger and pointed, the wick shook, and a fire dragon flew out of the oil lamp. The fire dragon was only three inches in size, and it was vivid under Chen Luo's control, like a real creature.

"Is this the vitality of heaven and earth?"

Chen Luo sensed the difference. The fire dragon he was controlling now did not consume his own spiritual power. The existence of the fire dragon would not cause any consumption to him, because this fire dragon was "created" by him "borrowing" the vitality of heaven and earth. As long as he wanted, this fire dragon could instantly expand ten times and sweep the entire Wudao Peak in.

This is the power of a Jindan cultivator!

Chen Luo himself is the top level among Jindan cultivators, a real person who has condensed a golden elixir. His jade liquid magic power can allow him to borrow more heaven and earth energy.

Yaowang Peak.

Just like the Yangshi Sect borrowed Tianming Peak, Jiudu Valley also borrowed a main peak from Shenhu Xianmen after retreating. They borrowed Yaowang Peak, which is closer to Wudao Peak than the Yangshi Sect.

"All dead? Only the three of you came back?"

The Jiudu Valley Master had a gloomy face and a dry voice.

Unlike the Yangshi Sect Master, Jiudu Valley Master was not injured after retreating, so he did not put all his hopes on Wuwei Zhenren. He has been looking for a way out during this period. A few months ago, he quietly sent a group of disciples out to explore the passage in the sea.

Unexpectedly, after a few months, only three of the people he sent out came back.

"The Ghost Temple has blocked the entire area. As long as we get close to the sea, someone will disappear immediately." Mo Wenjian was also eroded by the breath of the Ghost Temple, and his expression was a little tired.

He betrayed Shenhu Xianmen and joined Jiudu Valley. He practiced all the way to the foundation building stage and became the foundation building elder of Jiudu Valley. His life reached its peak, and then he had a duel with his "fated enemy".

The result of that fight is better not to mention.

I thought I could defeat this opponent after I advanced to the foundation building stage, but I didn't expect that the opponent progressed faster than him. Later, I heard that this "old enemy" had refined a silver-armored corpse king and had the combat power of the Dan formation. In order to catch up with this fateful enemy, Mo Wenjian has been practicing day and night for these years, and finally advanced to become a strong man in the middle stage of foundation building not long ago. Before he could be happy, he encountered the crisis of the Ghost Temple.

The Jiudu Valley's spiritual veins, which were boundless in scenery, were eroded by the Ghost Temple. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would probably have become a ghost in the Ghost Temple now.

He followed the Valley Master to flee to the Shenhu Immortal Gate, and then accepted the Valley Master's mission to find a way out, but he didn't want to be killed by the Ghost Temple again. Most of the elders who went out with him died. Including him, only three people came back, and they were all injured.

After many setbacks and blows, Mo Wenjian has recognized the reality.

He finally understood that he might not be a peerless genius. He could be considered a genius when he was in the Qi training stage, but he became mediocre after the foundation building. There are more geniuses in this world than he imagined.

Among the foundation building cultivators, he is just the most ordinary one.

He no longer has any hope for the Dan formation.

"Where are the seven poisons?"

The Nine Poison Valley Master asked in a deep voice.

The 'Seven Poisons' he mentioned were the strongest among the Nine Poison Valleys except him. He is also the deputy valley master of the Nine Poison Valley and a great monk in the foundation-building perfection realm.

"If it weren't for the Deputy Valley Master, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to see us anymore."

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the two Nine Poison Valley elders who came back with Mo Wenjian.

"The enemy is completely invisible. We don't even know how the people around us died."

The elder who spoke looked a little pale.

"My best demon vine can't even find the location of the enemy."

"Valley Master, let's take refuge in Master Wuwei. Only he can deal with those ghosts."

"calm."

The Nine Poison Valley Master frowned and scolded.

Master Jiedan's magic power exploded like thunder, bringing the two bewildered elders back to their senses.

"It's not the last moment yet, and inaction may not be able to stop that ghost. That woman named Xue Ning doesn't look like a human being. I suspect that he may be a ghost cultivator."

"Ghost cultivator?"

After hearing what the Nine Poison Valley Master mentioned, the few people finally felt a little energetic.

"Find some ways to find some spiritual talismans that are the most powerful and powerful, preferably of the third level. You can also prepare some magic weapons. As long as they are effective against evil and evil things, you can buy them. Now only the Nine Poison Valley is left. The few of us don’t have to worry about the consumption of spirit stones.”

The Nine Poison Valley Master knew that he must not mess up at this time. If he messed up, these people under his command would really be doomed.

The foundation of Jiudu Valley cannot be destroyed in his hands!

"yes."

Mo Wenjian and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where's Ling'er?"

The Nine Poison Valley Master's eyes swept across the three people. These three people are the only remaining foundation-building monks in the Nine Poison Valley. After escaping this disaster, they will still have to rely on them to revive the mountain gate.

"Junior Sister Ling'er is refining medicine, and the consumption of pills has been a bit high during this period."

When he mentioned Junior Sister Ling'er, Mo Wenjian's mood calmed down a lot. The Ling'er mentioned by the Master of Nine Poison Valley is his granddaughter and the only alchemist in Nine Poison Valley.

A few people were talking when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside.

At first, the four of them didn't pay attention, but as the footsteps got closer, they all felt something was wrong.

sound!

The footsteps were very strange. They stayed at the same frequency from far to near, and they didn't sound like the footsteps of a living person. The Nine Poison Valley Master spread out his consciousness and found that his consciousness was blocked and could not spread outside.

"Isn't it good to join the Ghost Temple?"

A faint voice sounded outside the courtyard.

The voice was extremely pitiful, like a woman's cry or the whimpering of an innocent soul.

"Ghost Xiu Xue Ning!"

The moment they heard the sound, the expressions of everyone present changed.

The Master of the Nine Poison Valley stood up instantly, and the pressure of the pill-forming monk spread. The vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth surged, and he borrowed it, forming a strong wind in the courtyard. He raised his hand to grab it, and a large translucent hand formed in the air, slapping it towards the door.

boom! !

The two invisible forces collided together, causing a roar.

The main hall of Yaowang Peak exploded under this force, and the house collapsed in half. The Nine Poison Valley Master in mid-air roared angrily, and a strong poisonous aura emerged from his body.

Mo Wenjian and the two elders took advantage of the situation and retreated outside.

The battle of forming pills was simply not something they could intervene in. The chaotic energy of heaven and earth around them forced them to retreat continuously.

"what to do?"

The two elders looked at the scene in front of them with horrified expressions, and the scene of the Ghost Temple's attack on the Nine Poison Valley a few years ago involuntarily appeared in their minds. It was also like this at that time. The Valley Master fought against a strange ghost cultivator. They, the foundation-building elders, were ambushed and killed by the mysterious ghost cultivator. The millennium-old foundation of the Nine Poison Valley was destroyed in one fell swoop.

"Take Ling'er and go to Wuwei Peak to find Old Ghost Wuwei."

A voice came from inside the palace, and a big, rotten hand filled with poisonous gas was seen scratching the house to pieces. An unconscious girl was fished out from the alchemy room on the side, and was thrown at Mo Wenjian.

The two core-forming forces collided together again, and they seemed to hear the sound of cloth tearing.

After rescuing the person, the three people subconsciously looked back.

I saw a hole in the originally clear sky outside. The sun is shining brightly inside the cave, while the wind and rain are blowing outside the cave.

"The magical weapon that covers the sky?!"

The three of them were all major foundation-building cultivators, and they could see the clues at just one glance, and instantly understood why they had not attracted Master Wuwei's attention despite being beaten to such an extent. It's not that the other party is slow, but that the ghost temple's magic weapon is too mysterious.

boom! !

The three of them took advantage of this gap and rushed out quickly. Mo Wenjian held the unconscious Ling'er and flew toward the Enlightenment Peak next to him, burning his energy and blood.

Fortunately, the Yaowang Peak and Wudao Peak they chose were very close.

On the peak of enlightenment.

There was silence.

The immortal disciples who had seen Chen Luo turn the tide all had a blind respect for him, especially Ding Xiaoxia and Huang Ying, who had unconditional trust in him.

Master Wuwei also breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Luo, like him, had practiced the Heart Demon Art, and Chen Luo's Heart Demon Art was even stronger than what he had practiced. With his help, we can definitely deal with the ghost temple, and at the very least, we won't be as embarrassed as before.

It's a pity that Chen Luo went into seclusion as soon as he came back, and he didn't have time to ask where his current cultivation level was. (End of chapter)