Chapter 210 Dead Soldier!

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"I originally thought that those horrific acts could only be carried out by the Witch Clan, so I preconceived the idea that these people were from the Witch Clan."

"This place is about eight thousand miles away from Zhenjiang City. If we hurry up, we should be able to arrive before dark." Huang Mingyue continued: "I just don't know if I will meet the undead old man on the way. "

If you are met by the undead old man and there is no way to deal with it, you may end up like the monsters that Chu Cheng and the others have encountered.

"Don't worry, with Chu Huan and me here, we can still deal with it." Ye Xuan was full of confidence. In the previous battle, Chu Cheng's strength was shocking. Especially the last finger, far exceeds the power of the late Jin Dan.

If outsiders knew that a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk had the strength of a late-stage Golden Core, they would be shocked and speechless.

"That move cannot be used easily. If the undead old man has not summoned the undead creature, I can't use it. No, even if he summons it, I'm afraid I won't be able to use it." Chu Cheng sighed.

"Why?" Ye Xuan was confused.

Chu Cheng shook his head and said nothing.

Huang Quan Jue, where there is death energy, can enhance Chu Cheng's strength. The key to using Biluo Huangquan is the death energy, at least the death energy formed after the death of millions of creatures!

Most of the undead spirit's death energy was absorbed by Chu Cheng. I'm afraid it will be difficult to use it next time. Even if it is used, the power will be greatly reduced.

"We'll see when the time comes. Now that my realm has improved, I may be able to deal with it." Chu Cheng thought about it and felt somewhat confident.

"Okay, let's set off at dawn tomorrow! As quickly as possible." Ye Xuan clapped her hands and decided.

"That's right." Chu Cheng hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Chu Wan, Chu Wan, let all the past be forgotten with this name. From now on, my name is Chu Cheng. A journey of thousands of miles."

"Chu Cheng?" Ye Xuan nodded and said, "The Chu Wan of the past is indeed not as good as you. From now on, I will call you that. But you have to tell your sister in the future."

Ye Xuan’s sister is Chu Wan’s mother.

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After a night of silence, when the first ray of sunlight broke through the darkness, Xuan Ye opened her eyes.

Seeing that Chu Cheng and the others were still meditating, Ye Xuan took out a teapot and teacup.

The tea ceremony, like the alchemy ceremony, is an auxiliary method for health preservation.

After countless years of inheritance, there are different techniques and schools.

Each method produces different teas with different flavors, colors and aromas.

Of course, good techniques can make tea taste better.

It is said that some tea ceremony masters can brew tea to perfection, and the spirit of tea drinkers will be greatly nourished. It's like taking a nourishing pill.

Ye Xuan used fairy fire to boil the water. After the temperature dropped a few points, the boiling water was used to warm the tea set.

She took out the tea leaves and used the long-lost technique of the school, Zhongshan Falling Rain Style.

Starting hand, fallen leaves. In just a few breaths, hundreds of variations are used.

The tea leaves fall into the pot and melt as soon as they come into contact. The tea and water blend, and the fragrance spreads instantly. The whole space is filled with a strong fragrance.

"This is..." Chu Cheng smelled the fragrance of tea and opened his eyes instantly.

"Bi Luo Longjing!" Come and take a sip. Ye Xuan poured a glass and handed it over.

Chu Cheng took a taste and it fell into his stomach, and he was haunted by dreams.

“Good tea!”

Just one sip, and the fatigue on my body immediately dissipated.

"Eh! This tea..." Huang Mingyue also opened her eyes, smelled the fragrance of tea, and sighed: "Ye Laohu, I didn't expect that your tea ceremony has reached this level. This skill is compared to mine. It’s almost the same as being old and immortal.”

Huang Mingyue immediately stood up and poured a glass.

"Good tea!" Huang Mingyue took a sip and said in admiration.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come over here and have a drink. One drink will be enough for you to practice hard for half a year."

Several other foundation-building monks and Dongfang Bubai also woke up when they smelled the fragrance of tea.

This tea is Biluo Longjing produced by the Donglin Ye family, and its quality is also of the highest quality. A single sip of this magical tea can extend the life of ordinary people to several decades. For monks, it can increase a certain level of cultivation.

Everyone thanked him and hurriedly poured a cup each. Soon, a pot of tea was shared among them.

After drinking the tea, it was already dawn, and Xuan Ye opened the formation to reveal the entrance of the cave.

Ye Xuan took out the flying boat, asked Huang Mingyue to put on a few acceleration talismans, and then drove everyone towards Zhenjiang City.

Half a day later, with Ye Xuan pushing the flying boat with all her strength, it had flown more than 5,000 miles. If nothing else happened, she would be able to reach her destination before dark.

"It seems that the undead old man can't find us." Huang Mingyue smiled. Previously, he was afraid that everyone would be tracked by secret techniques.

Just as everyone was celebrating, the flying boat suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, they felt a strong dark wind, like snow blowing from the north wind, blowing on them.

"He's coming." Ye Xuan sighed, there was no way to escape what was coming.

In the void, a black mist flashed, and the breeze blew through, scattering the black smoke, revealing the figure of the undead old man.

The old man looked very pale, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of injuries not long ago. At this time, his body exuded a strong murderous intent.

A dignified golden elixir monk was injured by several minor foundation-building cultivators, and even lost the foundation of the undead, and his hatred was overwhelming.

"You! You all have to die!" The old man of the dead roared angrily and slapped forward fiercely!

Suddenly! A roar! Endless black mist appeared in the sky and earth, instantly forming a black wolf fifty feet tall.

The black wolf attacks, and the power it brings makes people unable to breathe.

"Go!" Ye Xuan's pupils glowed brightly and she shouted. Suddenly six figures appeared behind her and rushed towards the black wolf.

"Dead warrior!" Huang Mingyue's eyes shrank and her body was shaken.

Those six figures were the monks who were previously detained in the tribe with him. But how could those monks become the dead men of Donglin Ye family?

He suddenly thought of the pot of Biluo Longjing brewed by Ye Xuan earlier. Those foundation-building monks had only come into contact with this tea before.

"No need to guess, I tampered with the tea." Ye Xuan laughed. "As long as you drink this cup of tea, you will become my Xuan Ye's death warrior."

After saying that, Dongfang Bubai, Chu Cheng and Huang Mingyue were shocked. All three of them had drank this tea!

"Don't worry, this tea has no effect on monks in the late stage of foundation building. As for Huang Mingyue, your background is much stronger than them, so you will be fine."

Chu Cheng took a deep breath and became a little wary of Ye Xuan. If he was with her, he might be played to death without even knowing it.

"She must not let her know that I am not Chu Wang." Chu Cheng thought to himself, otherwise he would not know what Ye Xuan would do.

"Then these people..." Dongfang Bubai hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

"As a death warrior, you can burn your vitality and sublimate your strength. You can resist for a moment."

After Ye Xuan finished speaking, the bodies of the six foundation-building monks roared and burst out with powerful momentum, comparable to the half-step golden elixir, and one even reached the initial stage of the golden elixir.

The six people joined forces and quickly dispersed the black wolf and fought with the undead old man.

These six monks will burn all their vitality. After this battle, no matter they win or lose, they will all die as their oil is exhausted.

Ye Xuan shouted softly and continued to drive the flying boat away from the battlefield.

As far as she was concerned, the life or death of a few casual cultivators was none of her business. The previous rescues were all because Huang Mingyue was among them.

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