Chapter 2003: Discovering the Benefits

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"The fate of the disaster star is to destroy the world..."

Luo Xi leaned on the chair and gradually closed her eyes.

Ting Xue's death was tantamount to a broken arm for him, but he still couldn't help himself.

Seeing that there are only two final steps left in his plan...

Tolerate.

Must endure!

Outside the main hall, Baili Shouzhi looked at the lonely and silent Luo Xi from a distance, and then retracted his neck in anger.

Now, under Luo Xi, he and Ren Changge are the only two people left. The Dark Blue Comet, which once dominated Wanchao Pavilion, has fallen to this point. Is it the pull of fate or bad luck? This makes Baili Shouzhidu Somewhat confused.

But one thing he knew very well was that Bai Chen, who defeated Ting Xue, had become their bait.

In these days, the spies he planted have returned from the Xinglan Shrine. The Tiansha Elder Qi Yuan has been completely furious, and threatened to protect the Tianwei of the Xinglan Shrine and will definitely get rid of Bai Chen.

In this way, not only the two ancient sects, but also one of the two altars were dragged into the water.

Coupled with the fact that Shadow Dragon kidnapped Fatty Guo, this matter will become more and more interesting.

When Beichen was in complete chaos, could the aloof Emperor Huan really still be able to cover the sky with one hand and frighten all the forces?

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It has been a week since Bai Chen returned to Zhuxian Sword Sect.

On the bed, the blue curtain hung down, and through the curtain, the Demon Immortal Ancestor could vaguely see Bai Chen's haggard face.

"The sect master hasn't woken up after such a long time. Could it be that something really happened?" Ji Shengyu sat aside with worry in his eyes.

Now recalling the battle between Bai Chen and Ting Xue, he still felt lingering fear.

For so many days, Xuanzhen has come here with various pills, but none of them have any effect.

However, the alchemist of the Zhuxian Sword Sect checked Bai Chen's body and found that he currently had no injuries.

Many sword wounds on his body have healed, and Ting Xue's poison has no effect on him, but why can't he wake up?

No one understood, and the whole room was dejected.

At this time, in Bai Chen's consciousness sea space, he was sitting cross-legged in the endless starry sky. His body was emitting a faint fluorescent light, and the light surged like air currents, flowing through every part of his body, which was very strange.

After a life and death battle with Ting Xue, he found a feeling, that is, the unity of man and sword.

Although this state cannot be understood without going through thousands of years of tempering, at least he can now feel a little bit of it, and it is this little bit of feeling that allows him to concentrate on maintaining the state of cultivation.

Xiao Liu lay quietly next to Bai Chen, looking at the vast starry sky in front of him, he couldn't help but nod his head: "As expected of you, the space of the sea of ​​consciousness can be so vast. I'm afraid no one in the world can have such a vast sea of ​​consciousness. It’s vast.”

After the words fell, Bai Chen didn't show any emotion at all, as if he hadn't heard anything and was still meditating.

Xiaoliu admired his state of mind-still cultivation. In desperation, it had no choice but to stand up and walk away.

It ran among the stars, hitting empty nebulae along the way, and then jumped excitedly like a child.

Unknowingly, it had already run in front of the original heart fire of the Chaos Holy Flame.

Facing this vast black vortex, even Xiaoliu felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Such a huge source of inner fire, but Nian is the power that the master can control at will. It is really hard to imagine how strong he was back then!

"How will my White Tiger Holy Thunder compare with this Chaos Holy Flame?"

Xiaoliu suddenly felt curious, opened his mouth, and a ball of pink thunder and lightning transformed into an energy sphere and appeared in front of it.

With the appearance of the White Tiger Holy Thunder, the Chaos Holy Flame in front of him immediately became a little manic.

It feels like it could pounce at any time!

Such a sight scared Xiaoliu and he quickly retreated a distance, but soon he regained his composure.

"Yes, as long as I don't pass by, it won't be able to break free from its restraint!"

Xiao Liu figured out that the reason why the original heart fire of the Chaos Holy Flame stayed here in a whirlpool shape was probably bound by some strange force.

However, being able to restrain such a huge amount of energy, and still existing in Bai Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, the person who cast the spell had to make Xiao Liu think deeply.

Don't know who it will be.

But it must be strong!

"Ouch~"

Xiaoliu suddenly shouted loudly, and fierce winds spread instantly. The suspended pink thunder ball finally turned into a bolt of lightning and flew away towards the Holy Flame of Chaos.

The lightning struck under the monstrous black waves of the Chaos Holy Flame for an instant, and then, like a moth to a flame, it went out with a flutter...

"Fuck!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Liu was frightened and his brows jumped.

It is still very confident in its White Tiger Holy Thunder, but in front of the original heart fire of the Chaos Holy Flame, the White Tiger Holy Thunder is simply vulnerable...

"Forget it, my White Tiger Holy Thunder has not fully awakened, why should I care so much."

Xiao Liu shook his head helplessly and was about to leave when Bai Chen in the distance suddenly stood up.

Under Xiao Liu's dumbfounded gaze, Bai Chen shouted loudly and used his hand as a sword, flying around. Countless brilliant energy fluctuations began to spread in the vast space of the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

"The fourth form of the Fulong Sword Technique—Exalt the Dragon without Regrets!"

Boom!

With Bai Chen's angry shout, the sword shadows were about to take off when they collided with each other, and finally a loud bang broke out, blowing up thick fog.

"Ahem!"

Bai Chen flew out quickly under the thick smoke, and his dusty appearance immediately made Xiao Liu burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Bai Chen rolled his eyes speechlessly, took a deep breath, and continued to sit cross-legged.

What if he failed? At most, he could start over. It was not an easy task to create his own moves.

It was rare to fight with Ting Xue, and he had a little understanding. He must seize the time to create the fourth move of Fulong Sword Art, so that he could have one more means to meet the enemy in the future.

Any of the means that Bai Chen possessed would be a very sensational treasure in the outside world, but for him, this was far from enough.

Ordinary strong men would only fight with people who were equal to or inferior to themselves, but Bai Chen faced enemies who were far superior to him in cultivation.

In order to make up for this unfairness, he had no choice but to cultivate more powerful trump cards to fight against opponents of higher levels!

Seeing that Bai Chen was silent and boring like a stone, Xiao Liu lay in the air and rolled a few times on the spot.

"Boring, I want to go out and play~"

"Ah——"