Chapter 79 The Storm Is Coming

The Great Chu Empire, Black Corpse Mountains.

The Black Corpse Mountains are poor and dangerous, with dense monsters and even alien monsters left over from the ancient times.

In the deepest part of the Black Corpse Mountains, the Corpse Family is the important place.

According to rumors, it used to be an ancient battlefield.

Many ancient corpses have absorbed the evil spirits of heaven and earth, some have become monsters, some have become zombies, and some are extremely dangerous.

Few people dare to set foot in this area.

Because if you are not careful, you will be killed by the ghosts and monsters inside, so this "bad reputation" spreads, and now almost no one enters the Black Corpse Mountains for training.

Blood Valley, a valley that seems to be made of blood, with palaces scattered all over the place, like a foreign country.

In the depths of this blood valley, there are huge blood pools, which are hundreds and thousands of times larger than the blood pools built by the Blood Clothes Young Master. The blood is rolling and blood bubbles are bubbling.

One after another, blood-stained figures sat cross-legged on the blood altar in the blood pool, madly absorbing the power of blood. The skills these people practiced were almost the same as those of the Blood-stained Young Master.

"It's bad, it's terrible!"

At this time, a figure rushed into a hall like the wind, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, saying tremblingly: "Helm... Helmsman, it's terrible, the life tablet of the third young master... is broken!"

"What?"

The middle-aged man sitting on the skeleton throne stood up all of a sudden, his aura leaked out, and everything around him exploded.

"The life tablet of the third young master is broken."

Boom!

A blood-colored pillar of vitality rushed out from the top of the middle-aged man's head, directly destroying the dome of the hall, so that within a radius of 100 miles, the sky-high blood pillar could be clearly seen.

After a long while, the middle-aged man retracted his breath and waved to the person kneeling on the ground: "You go down, I know."

"Xue Yi's life is broken... He went to Qingyang County City, saying that he was going to contact the hidden man. Could it be that the hidden man was exposed, and the strong man of Chunqiu Sect killed my son?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and after a moment, he called a person and gave an order.

......

"What a pity."

Looking at the purple crystal unicorn lion that was split in half, Chen Fan shook his head.

This is a first-level nine-layer monster, which is very valuable, but it was split in half. Except for the unicorn, which can still be sold for some money, all other parts are scrapped.

"I already have a storage ring, and I'll give this storage ring of Mr. Xue Yi to my senior sister."

Chen Fan cleaned up the items in Mr. Xue Yi's storage ring again, leaving the useful things and destroying all the useless items, including the Xuan-level superior "Blood Demon Qigong".

This is an evil skill. If it spreads out, the consequences will be disastrous.

If he carried it with him, if he was discovered, he would have no reason to explain himself, and he would be regarded as an evil cultivator.

After all, his cultivation progressed rapidly, and he had the "Blood Demon Qigong" on him, so people had to think in this direction.

Afterwards, Chen Fan dragged the body of the Blood-Clothed Young Master into the valley, looked at the resentment gathered in the space, and said: "Every grievance has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, I have helped you kill your enemy, now you can take revenge, complain, and then disperse."

It is not a good thing for these resentments to gather here. In the future, they will inevitably become resentful spirits and cause trouble to one side. It is better to solve them to eliminate future troubles.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Suddenly, gusts of wind blew in the space.

A stream of resentment quickly drilled into the body of the Blood-Clothed Young Master, and immediately, the Blood-Clothed Young Master's body shrank visibly with the naked eye.

Then, the resentment gathered above the valley seemed to be resolved and dissipated into nothingness.

Afterwards, Chen Fan completely destroyed the blood pool before leaving.

......

In Shanhe Sect, on a mountain, a figure with white air all over his body sat cross-legged.

Crack! Crack!

Suddenly, a subtle sound was heard.

Then, with this figure as the center, ice covered the mountain and spread to the surroundings.

The entire mountain was covered with snow-white ice, and the trees, flowers and plants on the mountain were also frozen in the ice at this moment.

Swish.

At this time, several figures flew over.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Xuan Feixue for his great success in magic!"

"Senior Brother Xuan Feixue has been promoted to Qi Sect. Now that the "Ice Chi Qigong" has been perfected, this trip to Longshan Blessed Land will surely be able to promote the prestige of our Shanhe Sect!"

These people are all outer disciples of Shanhe Sect. They look at Xuan Feixue with awe and praise him constantly.

......

In Fenxiang Valley, under a towering mountain, on a steep cliff, the water of the waterfall seemed to fall from the sky, rumbling, and fell into the pool below.

At this time, in this pool, a handsome man was sitting upright.

He was emitting a faint golden light all over his body, like a golden Buddha, with his eyes slightly closed, allowing the violent waterfall water to hit him, and a strong aura spread from his body.

He was the first person in the outer sect of Fenxiang Valley, Chu Qing.

Wow!

Suddenly, Chu Qing in the pool jumped up, his whole body in golden light, like a golden dragon soaring into the sky, with a majestic aura.

Around his body, there were marble-sized water drops rising up and circling around his body.

"Haha, the Longshan Blessed Land is about to open. It is said that a divine dragon once spilled blood in it. If I can get a drop of dragon blood to refine my body, my golden body will become stronger. Zhongli, Xuan Feixue, and Wang Fuchen will all be destroyed. I'll kill you!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Water droplets flew all over the sky, like cannonballs, hitting the mountain wall, causing rocks to fly for a while.

...

Fuyun Sword Sect, Sword Tomb.

An iron sword with a broken or rusty handle was stuck in the soil.

In the space, the invisible sword energy roared, making a hissing sound and splitting the air.

At this moment, on one of the sword graves, a figure in white was sitting cross-legged.

Around his body, streaks of transparent sword energy were circling like spiritual snakes.

At this time, the remaining swords in the sword mound suddenly trembled violently, as if they were stimulated, and made a buzzing sound, as if they were about to fly out of the sword mound.

At the same time, the eyes of the white-clothed figure suddenly opened, and his eyes were like swords. He held the sword on his legs with his palms, jumped up, and danced in the air.

"Hate!"

A terrifying sword light shot out, and in a swish, the space seemed to be split open. A mountain top collapsed immediately under the sword light, and the cross section was as smooth as a mirror.

Uh-huh!

Wang Teng flew over and said with surprise on his face: "Cousin, have you completed the "Sword Art of Lifting Hatred"?"

"Not yet. I have only mastered the first form of 'Hate People', 'Hate the Earth' and 'Hate the Sky'. It's still early." Wang Fuchen, a figure in white, said calmly.

Wang Tengfei said: "That's nothing. With your strength, cousin, even if you only master the 'Hateful' style, you can defeat everyone in the other three major sects. This time during this trip to the blessed land of Longshan, I, the Fuyun Sword Sect, will definitely be able to Sweep the entire blessed land, no one can compete with my cousin.”

...

At this time, the disciples of the four major sects in the Qingyang Mountains are all preparing for a trip to the Longshan Paradise. The disciples of the four major sects who can enter it are also gearing up and preparing for a big fight.

For warriors, a blessed land is a treasured land that can provide them with many benefits, allowing them to reach a higher level again.

Of course, this kind of experience is not about dancing with guns and sticks, but about bloody and cruel fighting. Those who are not strong enough will only die even if they enter.