Chapter 912 Trail

Style: Heros Author: Roselle RainWords: 3234Update Time: 24/01/18 17:10:10
(Additional update 8/20 for the golden leader and the idiot in the parking lot)

Chu Cheng naturally didn't know what happened in the human world.

He didn't know that Chu Yi Nian had passed away. After hearing about her father's reshaping of the Golden Pill Queen, she imitated it, destroyed her own foundation, and then built another foundation. It is also the ultimate golden elixir.

This happened in just a few years, and it must have been very difficult.

Starry sky boat, traveling in the starry sky. It turns into a stream of light passing through stars after stars and nebulae after nebulae.

Here, the rules are very suppressed. Even if Xiao Yan and the four of them join forces to resist the rules, it will be of no avail and they will not be able to speed up much.

Half a month later, the airship that everyone was traveling in passed through another nebula. A chaotic vortex appears.

This chaotic vortex is illuminated by the light of Qingming, and contains a terrifying atmosphere.

"Master, we've arrived." Xiao Yan opened his eyes from meditating and followed the memory route he obtained while searching for the soul of an old man in the three realms of the Rakshasa Kingdom. This is where he found it.

At this moment, everyone opened their eyes.

Chu Cheng walked out of the building, came to the side of the four servants, and looked at the swirling chaos in front of him.

The wind and sand inside are vast and filled with strong vitality of heaven and earth. Its violent aura can crush a human cultivator. Even the Three Realms cannot escape this fate.

"Is this where the Rakshasa Gate is?" Chu Cheng frowned and asked.

This chaotic whirlpool can block all monks except for the second step of great power. Under the second step, entering will inevitably be torn into pieces by this violent force.

There is only one powerful Xuanzhao in the Rakshasa Sect, so how can the other disciples enter?

"Master, this is indeed the place where the Rakshasa Gate is hidden. I didn't expect that a small fairy gate could actually find such a hiding place. It is a cave of its own, and there is chaos blocking the way. Unless it is the Rakshasa Gate. Otherwise, no one can enter, and we can only force our way in with strength." Xiao Yan said.

"This chaotic vortex gives me the feeling that even if I have entered the mysterious world, it will be difficult to break through it in a short time." Aoki looked at the vortex, frowned, and then relaxed it quickly.

"But with the master here, breaking it is easy."

"Haha, how can I trouble my master with such a trivial matter?" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at Qing Mujian and said with some pride, "I have already prepared."

As he finished speaking, Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and a bunch of command talismans appeared in his hand.

This is the disciple command talisman belonging to the Rakshasa sect.

"This Rakshasa Sect is naturally open to disciples. The main reason must be that the identity tokens are attached." Xiao Yan reached out and waved again, and the five tokens in his hand fell into the waists of Qingmu, Zhen Buer, and Yao Shuang respectively. .

At the same time, a token was also hung on the puppet and the little black dog.

Xiao Yan stretched out his left hand to pick up two pieces, and crushed the rest of the tokens into sand in his hand.

"Master, this is the token, please accept it." Xiao Yan handed the token to Chu Cheng and said.

Chu Cheng didn't say anything, just picked up the token and hung it on his waist.

This time, Xiao Yan invisibly saved him from the siege. Otherwise, with his strength, how could he break this chaotic vortex.

After Xiao Yan hung up his token, everyone stepped into the chaotic vortex one after another.

As soon as he stepped in, there was a violent cracking wind, as sharp as a sharp knife, which could kill the cultivator of human nature.

Chu Cheng felt the coldness and his eyes flashed slightly. Just prepared to combine the two bodies to resist. At the next moment, a clear light lit up in the token around his waist.

The flash of clear light caused the vortex to stop rotating instantly. What is revealed one after another is a mountain road.

Everyone's figures fell on this mountain road.

Snowflakes were falling on the mountain road, it was bitingly cold, and there was snow everywhere.

"Sure enough, there is a cave inside here, but why do I smell the smell of blood?" As soon as Chu Cheng landed in the mountain road, he felt the strong fishy smell in the cold wind, which was the smell of blood.

"I smelled it too." The middle-aged woman Yao Shuang frowned and whispered: "Master, do you think... the strong man who took action to kill the emperor of the Rakshasa Kingdom came here?"

Although the smell of blood is very light, it is still easy to detect for monks like them.

Chu Cheng frowned and walked hurriedly towards the front of the mountain road. While walking, the gods and demons began to gradually become one.

Here, it is very likely that another strong person will come. Whether that strong person is evil or good, we don’t know yet. If it is evil, there will be a battle.

After walking for about ten miles, other colors began to appear on the snow-capped mountains.

It was bright red, like red plum blossoms printed and dyed, blooming everywhere.

Only this time, it was different from what he had seen in Rakshasa Kingdom. This place was littered with corpses.

Along the way, everyone walked for more than twenty miles and saw hundreds of broken corpses. But the strong smell of blood does not come from the corpses in this mountain road, but from outside the mountain road.

"These people should have exploded at the same time under the strong man's blow." Xiao Yan looked around along the way and found that there was only one palm print, and it was only half an inch thick.

No one answered, they just walked quickly forward. The source of the smell of blood is not far away.

After another three miles, there was finally no snow ahead.

They turned a corner, and what they saw was that their vision suddenly became clearer.

Just for a moment, the entire void trembled violently, and a big storm hit instantly, shaking everyone. However, the next moment, a red wave rushed over instantly.

The whole world was only red.

This is not fireworks or sunset. Instead, it had a strong and pungent smell of blood.

Below is a large land covering an area of ​​more than a thousand miles, but on this day, it was completely covered in blood.

Chu Cheng fell into the red mist, his face slightly moved. This blood mist is too thick and spreads thousands of miles. I'm afraid there is no one left alive in this Rakshasa sect.

The four slaves frowned together, and the power of light and sun came out to wipe away the red mist.

But in the next moment, everyone's expressions changed.

The sky and the earth have become clear, and what is revealed is a piece of light above, as if this world has been torn apart by life.

Below the cliff, the thousand-mile land is in ruins. It can only be vaguely seen that a magnificent palace once stood here.

Touches of bright red are hidden in the stone, or dyed on it, covering this place and covering all the ruins.

Chu Cheng's spiritual consciousness swept out and found that there were nearly ten thousand corpses buried in the ruins. The blood is still flowing, indicating that he was killed not long ago.

When his consciousness fell on the only intact green clock in the ruins, his body suddenly shook.

Another spear hit an old woman and even penetrated the big green bell.

Although this old woman is dead, her body exudes luster and faint ripples. This ripple can only be felt and known by the powerful in the second step, which is the mysterious power that has not yet been exhausted.

The old woman's eyes widened and she refused to close her eyes. The spear was completely white and piercingly cold.

The warmth of the body is lost in this biting coldness.

There are ten characters engraved on the gun, and the crosses are powerful and domineering.

Xiao Yan and others also noticed the spear and suddenly gasped.

"It turned out to be that person..."

When they saw that spear, they knew that the one who killed the emperor of the Rakshasa Kingdom and destroyed the Rakshasa Sect was the one who had just entered the Xuan Dynasty. A powerful and powerful man.

...

...

In the torn light above, there were two pairs of feet.

Two pairs of cloth shoes, big and small, one white and one red.

There is a girl singing a ballad, humming and singing, and her voice is moving.

Suddenly, the pair of steps wearing white shoes stopped, causing the girl to let out a light moan.

In the light, a line of white clothes slowly appeared.

Although this extreme light is bright, it cannot cover up Bai Yi's unparalleled face.

This is a man in white clothes, with a snow-white long sword hanging on his waist. , his right hand is holding a girl.

In response to the girl's whisper, the man in white just shook his head, then turned around and stood up.

His eyes fell below. When he looked down, a black light appeared in his eyes, and then a thin black line came from below and wrapped around his hand.

"It turned out to be bad luck. I wanted to come here to understand the consequences. Even if I didn't take action, these people would destroy the Rakshasa Sect. It seems that this action was a waste of energy."

"Since there is no cause and effect with this Rakshasa sect, I won't kill you and others." The man in white just glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze.

"Interesting, not to mention the two puppets. The four Chuzhao monks were actually controlled by the white-haired man." The face of the man in white showed an arc in the light.

"What's even more interesting is that the white-haired man was actually in the Immortal Stage realm, a cultivator of Mo Chen... It's just that the master said that nowadays, the cultivators of Mo Chen are very rare, and there are no more than three in existence. When the master passes away Afterwards, there was only one person left among the four great realms."

"Although that person's realm is not as good as Master's, he is already very close to that layer of shackles, above the realm of destruction and under the fate of destiny. How could he be a cultivator in this small fairy stage realm?"

The man in white raised his eyebrows and murmured softly again, "What's even more interesting is that this person is the same as me, and he is a different kind of person. In his body, there is another one who is not weak. To his clone."

"It's just the Xiantai realm, but the aura is stronger than the three realms. There is even an aura that makes me feel a little afraid. What is this aura?"

The man in white thought for a long time, then shook his head and suddenly laughed.

"Sure enough, as Master said, if you meet Mo Chenxiu in the world, you need to pay attention. He may become my old enemy."

"It's just that this boy is a master. He can be killed within three moves! Where does his old enemy come from?" The man in white did not take the people below him into consideration, and continued walking forward while holding the girl beside him. As the two of them walked, the glow under their footsteps began to quickly shrink.

"Sir, what were you talking to yourself just now?" The girl tilted her head and asked curiously.

The man in white chuckled, reached out and touched the girl's head, and replied: "I was just saying that there is a person with good strength, but his path is in the wrong direction. The way of two bodies is just a trail after all. Only that person Only when you find your true self can you be qualified to fight with me."