From the Qi Refining Stage to the fake Nascent Soul Stage, Chen Yuan really didn't know whether he was happy or worried.
Fortunately, his actual strength has reached the pinnacle of the monk world. Even if he is a real strong man in the golden elixir stage in front of him, he can still fight.
What's worrying is that there is an extremely powerful thousand-year-old demon king inside his body, and he doesn't know when he will take his body again. Although the soul-eating secret method saved him once, it might not be able to save him the second time.
If one day, the soul-eating secret method fails, I will no longer be myself.
Chen Yuan really wanted to get out of the current predicament, but the fact was that he could only follow Bai Zhenshan's command and fight against the powerful Jin Dan in front of him.
It has to be said that Bai Zhenshan is so powerful. Chen Yuan just used his power to increase the power of the magic weapon in his hand thousands of times. He even felt that the three-leaf flying knife was no longer a magic weapon, but a top-level magic weapon. Every time Just flying past Man Tong would cause a lot of damage to the opponent.
The power of the five-finger blade was even more powerful. It flew in an arc, and the sharp blade directly broke one of Mang Tong's arms in half.
"Stupid man, you better not waste time here. You are no match for me. Go find the emperor of the dynasty. Only he will accompany me in this battle."
It was not Chen Yuan who spoke, but Demon Lord Bai Zhenshan. He just used Chen Yuan's body to convey his thoughts.
"Hmph, a half-dead demon can only reappear in the world with the help of a human body, and it can also fight with the Emperor of Qi. I can completely destroy you."
Although an arm was cut off, Mantong didn't seem to care. He muttered something while his giant hammer suddenly flew in front of him, spinning rapidly, forming a huge whirlwind.
Chen Yuan could see clearly that in the whirlwind, the giant hammer roared and changed, like the thunder punishment of heaven and earth. Every time it hit, it carried the power of endless thunder.
The previous fireball technique could blow away the opponent's sledgehammer, but now, if more than a dozen fireballs are thrown out at the same time, it may not help.
"Senior, what should we do? This junior has no way to deal with this whirlwind."
Chen Yuan, who was covered in cold sweat and retreated quickly to avoid it, asked Bai Zhenshan.
"Why are you afraid of everything? I said that as long as I am here, you will be fine. I remember when I single-handedly challenged that old bastard Zhao Dan, I was not as timid as you. If you want to achieve greatness, this little crisis is just It’s just the skin on the road of cultivation. On the bold ground, I will protect your safety, and no one in the world can hurt you.”
At this moment, Chen Yuan finally realized Bai Zhenshan's cheating physique. The result he had was probably either Zhao Dan's doing or his own cheating.
"Juniors are here, seniors don't hold back."
At this time, Chen Yuan was also an ant on the hot pot. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue fighting.
Chen Yuan really didn't think of a way to suppress the violent whirlwind. At this time, he could only temporarily take two golden armor talismans on his body and bravely rush to the center of the whirlwind.
"Boy, you're crazy. Your body is only in the Qi Refining stage, and you are trying to withstand a full blow from the Golden Elixir stage with only two golden armor talismans. It is simply a big joke. That whirlwind will turn you into a pulp. "
As soon as Chen Yuan took a step forward, Bai Zhenshan's angry words rang out.
"This junior knows that he can't withstand that whirlwind. But this junior has no choice. He can only resist. If your senior has any solution, why don't you teach me."
Chen Yuan was obviously taking advantage of the situation.
Bai Zhenshan said helplessly: "That's all, I will teach you a simple spell. I learned this spell from you human monks, and it is of little use to me. Please listen carefully."
After a moment, a spell called Golden Bell appeared in Chen Yuan's mind. This spell is considered a mid-grade Xuan-level defensive spell. With Chen Yuan's strength in the Qi refining stage, it can withstand attacks from monks in the early stages of foundation building at most, but it has Bai Zhenshan's strength is enough to withstand the whirlwind sent by Barbarian.
Chen Yuan's comprehension ability is quite good, and he learned the golden bell cover in only three breaths of time.
"Boy, under this violent whirlwind of mine, no one can survive during the pill formation stage. I want to see how you deal with it."
Man Tong roared loudly, and at the same time, the violent whirlwind also swept Chen Yuan to the center.
Entering the center of the storm, Chen Yuan felt the power of the Golden Bell. He believed that without the magical Golden Bell, he would not be able to stay in the whirlwind for two breaths.
A thick sound rang in my ears, it was the hammer hitting the golden bell in the violent whirlwind.
"Quickly think of a way to fight back. The golden bell can protect you for a while, but it won't be effective for a long time. After all, you just learned it." Bai Zhenshan's voice sounded in Chen Yuan's ears again.
"How to deal with it? There is nothing this junior can do."
Chen Yuan was telling the truth. In the violent whirlwind, he really had no way to fight back.
"Any method will work to attack that idiot, including fireballs." Bai Zhenshan suggested.
At this time, Chen Yuan was in the center of the violent whirlwind, while Naman Tong was maintaining his spells outside the whirlwind. The distance between the two was not far, but still five feet away.
At such a distance, the three-leaf flying knife is the best choice, but Chen Yuan does not plan to use the three-leaf flying knife, because the power of the three-leaf flying knife is dispersed among the three flying knives, which is not enough to defeat the enemy with one move.
The five-finger blade is the best choice. Firstly, it is made from the sharp claws of the Grizzly Beast King and is powerful enough. Secondly, it has the same usage as the flying knife, both of which are long-range magic weapons.
A hundred steps to kill, a small spell used with flying knives. Although it is only a yellow-level spell, it is most suitable for use at this moment.
With his eyes focused and the five-finger blade in his hand, he threw it towards the heavenly spirit above Man Tong who was concentrating on casting spells.
The next moment, the five-fingered blade flashing with black light turned into a huge black bear's claw, penetrating the storm whirlwind and clawing hard towards Man Tong's head.
"ah……"
Although the five-finger blade failed to directly take off Man Tong's head, it still shocked him greatly. As a self-proclaimed god, this battle was the first time he was injured since he advanced to the Golden Core stage.
Mantong finally realized the terror of the boy in front of him. Although he was taken away from his body, he completely inherited the power of the demon king.
He is no opponent.
Dragging his bleeding body, he quickly flew out of the temple.
"When you get outside, tell your emperor that I am waiting for him here. I hope he will not be a coward and be willing to fight with me."
Bai Zhenshan shouted through Chen Yuan's mouth.
After Mantong escaped, Chen Yuan did not go to trouble Long Tai and the other monks who were still crazy, but returned to the platform under the coffin.
"Senior, you have a thousand-year feud with the Daqi Dynasty. Since you can use this junior's body to go out today, why don't you take the initiative to have a fair fight with the Daqi Emperor? Instead, continue to hide in this temple?"
Bai Zhenshan, who was asked by Chen Yuan, gave Chen Yuan a roll of his eyes and said disdainfully: "In order to take revenge, I have been planning for thousands of years. Do you think that I am so old that my brain is rusty? Today's Daqi The dynasty is the largest force in the Northern Territory. All the forces in the entire Northern Territory have surrendered to the dynasty. Outside the temple alone, there are four or five Golden Core Stage monks, not to mention other unborn strong men. I am going out in a big way, not to go Are you going to die?"
"By staying in this temple, I can not only make the outside world feel that I am mysterious and unpredictable, but also have a home field advantage. It doesn't matter if the emperor doesn't come, but if he comes, won't I be considered a higher god of revenge?"
At this time, Chen Yuan could only use the word "gou" to describe the Demon Lord Bai Zhenshan. He had seen the cautious Blood God Son, who had prepared for decades to build the foundation, and had also seen other senior monks who behaved cautiously. He did not expect that this demon king could be cautious for thousands of years, and could also be clear-headed at the critical moment of revenge.
There may not be a more cautious demon in the world than him.
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Let’s not talk about the conversation between Chen Yuan and Demon Lord Bai Zhenshan for now. At this moment, the outside world fell into silence.
Man Tong, who was in the Golden Core stage, returned injured, which made the monks present aware of the danger within the temple. Monks like the Blood God Son no longer dared to yearn for the temple.
Most of the monks below the alchemy stage chose to leave the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain. Although there was no big gain from this trip, the ancient scriptures of the "Beast King Sutra" were enough to increase most of their cultivation.
Three days later, there were no more monks outside the temple, and the three spaceships in the sky had also retreated.
The Ninth Prince did not leave with the large army. Although the Luoxia Sect obtained some Beast King scriptures and many treasures for him, he believed that these were not enough for him to win the throne of the emperor.
He wanted more, preferably the inheritance of a certain beast king.
However, he did not dare to go deep into the Beast King's Palace alone. The bloody head was still fresh in his memory.
However, if we don’t go deep into the Beast King’s Palace, how can we obtain the Beast King’s inheritance?
Zhao Xinghan thought of another way and sneaked into the Beast King Mountain quietly. He believed that there was another passage from inside the Beast King Mountain to enter the Beast King Palace or a treasure pavilion in the Beast King Mountain.
Maybe he could get more from another path.
In fact, Zhao Xinghan's idea was completely wrong. Not to mention that Beast King Mountain was hidden too deep to find the real entrance. Even if he found it, he would not be able to sneak into it with his strength, and he might even lose his life in vain.
However, Zhao Xinghan is not that stupid. He cannot enter the inside of Beast King Mountain. Someone can do it. And this person was beside him at the moment.
"Zhang Cheng, your name is Zhang Cheng, right? Are you from the Qili Clan of the Gods?"
Zhao Xinghan asked the young man beside him.
If Chen Yuan were present at this moment, he should be able to recognize this young man named Zhang Cheng. He is the son of Zhang Changqing, the young monk who was sent away by Zhang Changqing among the Zhang family in Yuecheng.
The young man nodded, confirming the Ninth Prince's question.
"Do you know where Beast King Mountain is? Can you sneak into Beast King Mountain?" the Ninth Prince asked again.
"Yes. It's easy to get up." Zhang Cheng said.
"Tell me more specifically."
"In half a month, the Beast King Mountain will hold an ancestor summoning ceremony. The current owner of the mountain, Yan Qingcheng, has invited all the current tribal groups of the Qili tribe, as well as some powerful demon kings in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain. Hold on to her invitation When the time comes, I can take His Highness into the Beast King Mountain."
Zhang Cheng's answer satisfied the Ninth Prince. He must participate in this ancestor summoning ceremony and get something he wants from it.
