Chapter 268 Repair of the Purple Robe
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Now Xiao Chen has confirmed that it will take two months to open the formation. Since this is the case, he will naturally not delay too much time here. He just needs to wait for the ruins to completely surface!
"My younger generation, please give me respectfully!" Yin Feng and the other five were respectfully bowing. After confirming that Xiao Chen was leaving, they stood up.***
"Senior Brother, what should we do now?" Chi Gu spoke in a deep voice, and the other three people's eyes also gathered at the same time. It was obvious that Yin Feng was extremely prestigious among the five people, so he needed to make up his mind wherever he could go.
Yin Feng frowned, and after a moment, nodded fiercely, "Let's go, let's leave. Although there is a chance here, as the lord said, it is not something that you and I can interfere with. If you are not greedy, you may die here!"
The four brothers of Taibai Jiandao nodded together, and the five turned around and left the ruins without any pause, and headed straight for the Eastern Manchu territory.
The empty areas of the East Man and West Man clans highlight ancient ruins, and are suspected to be ruins of ancient alchemy giants. There are countless spiritual elixirs and treasures everywhere, and countless spiritual stones. Anyone who enters it can get a great opportunity.
This news was spreading wildly throughout the spiritual continent at an astonishing speed. The powerful people of hundreds of millions of races were moved by it. Although they were disdainful of the news that they had been wearing, they believed that there were treasures and treasures in the ruins! After all, from ancient times to the present, the power of the spiritual world has been ups and downs, and countless powerful forces have risen and annihilated. The ruins they left behind often contain extremely rich opportunities. This has been confirmed by many lucky monks in the spiritual world. Anyone who enters the ancient ruins and escapes safely will have great gains. Although there are many monks who died, they are not seeing these, but what they see, but what the few living people have gained and achieved great achievements.
So even though they knew that there was danger, people would die, countless strong people still set off and headed straight for the ruins.
The weak spiritual tribes like Dongman and Ximan have always been in a weak position in the entire spiritual world. They always turn a blind eye to the entry of alien monks. As long as they do not do anything to harm their tribes, they will let them go. After all, how dare the power of a mere small tribes offend many powerful and large clan monks in the spiritual world? Otherwise, if you are not careful, you may cause a huge disaster. The human race can support them, but will never help them take the blame and conflict with other spiritual tribes. The senior leaders of the East Manchu clan are very clear about this, so they adopt the attitude of acquiesceing this matter.
Therefore, in just over a month, countless powerful aliens flocked in the entire Eastern Manchu clan, with many cultivators from the Heavenly Man realm, and there were also many powerful people from the Heavenly Man realm. As for the high cultivation level and even the peak of the clan, their whereabouts were vague and secret, they were not something that ordinary monks could see. With the integration of a large number of strong people, a lot of trouble naturally arises.
Zhang and Li Youchou met and fought with each other, and then asked friends to help. When friends asked friends to help, ordinary strong men would make a lot of friends, so often a small matter later turned into confrontation and group fights between several or even dozens of strong men, which turned the battle between the East Manchu clan into a turbulent battle, which made the senior management of the East Manchu clan nervous. As a small tribe with only four peaks of the race, when facing these fighting monks who had deep backgrounds, they would often lead to the death of the peak of the race, except for choosing to default and retreat, there seemed to be no good way. Therefore, all the East Manchu clan's cultivators were strictly prohibited from going out during this period.
Fight, fight, no matter how fierce your troubles are, as long as you don’t come to cause trouble for my Eastern Manchu tribe, everything will be with you. The four peak powerhouses of the Eastern Manchu tribe looked at each other, full of grief and aggrievance.
Because of the precise news, the ruins were opened early, and coupled with the ostrich-dorf mentality of the Eastern Manchu tribe, the entire Eastern Manchu tribe became completely chaotic in a short period of time. Every day, monks fight with disagreement. Anyway, they are idle. These guys who obviously have violent tendencies naturally cannot stay at peace. For a moment, the Eastern Manchu tribe's territory was in a panic, the strong were rampant, and the weak were afraid and trembling.
The Eastern Manchus went to the capital, as the entire ethnic group was a prosperous and lively city, and it was also the core place of the Eastern Manchus' rights. Therefore, the situation here was slightly better. Although there would be some fighting incidents over time, fortunately, no monk on the side was so stupid that he had to sow the bottom line of endurance from the senior executives of the Eastern Manchus. Even if there were any grudges, they would be resolved outside the city. Instead, it became the only peaceful place in the Eastern Manchus territory.
However, Xiao Chen didn't know everything that happened in the past month. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the secret room of the temple. Although his cultivation could not be improved, practicing carefully could still make his magic power more pure, so that he could always keep his own state at its peak.
Now that he has decided to take action, he will never allow any accidents.
But at this moment, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and opened his eyes suddenly, his face instantly turned into a solemn look. He suddenly stood up, and a divine light flashed in his eyes, as if he had penetrated the endless space and bet on the familiar breath.
In the soul, the long-silent War word Scripture suddenly flashed with a hint of inspiration, and a stream of excitement and restlessness came from it.
In the race battlefield, killing powerful aliens, ranks first on the list, you must reduce the number of battle letters. One of the information is integrated into the soul, and the content is as follows: You must swallow the battle letters before you can enter my God of War Palace and obtain the supreme inheritance.
Now that the word "War" is moving abnormally, it means that there are objects that attract the same zodiac sign approaching.
This is the first time Xiao Chen encountered that he usually possesses the word "war" technique. Although it is only a reduced version, his intuition tells him that if he successfully swallows it, he will definitely get great benefits.
But the key is that the ruins are about to open, are there any troubles?
In the wilderness, the wind was howling, the clouds were churning, and the sky gradually became dim and dark, as if a heavy rain was about to fall, and the branches of old trees in the dense forest were whistling, colliding with each other for a "crackling" sound. It was when the rain was about to fall and the trees were not quiet, a figure gradually appeared at the end of his sight, and his speed was not so fast that it was like a mundane person rushing on the way, wearing a purple robe, covering his appearance from head to toe. At this moment, the purple robe was swaying in the wind, making a sound.
Several wolf jackal beasts sneaked carefully in the dense forest. Their eyes showed greed and hunger and fell on the monks who rushed to the road, but seemed to be worried. Although they were anxious, they did not dare to rush to kill their prey. But they carefully followed them for nearly half an hour. Seeing that the heavy rain was approaching, they were cold and hungry, and their cruel and cold nature had the upper hand. Although they had no intelligence, these low-level beasts naturally had their own unique hunting methods. Several wolf jackals slowly dispersed and gradually turned the road figure into a circle. They let out a low roar from their mouths, and their thin but powerful hind limbs kicked hard on the ground. Their body turned into a phantom and rushed out. Their bloody mouth was opened and their fangs were exposed, trying to bite the prey's throat directly.
However, today, they seemed a little foolish in choosing the wrong prey. The figure suddenly stopped when they were about half a foot away from the purple-robed monk, and it seemed that there was an invisible force to suppress them. The cruel and bloodthirsty expression in their eyes turned into fear of death, but now they could not even turn their eyes at all, and could only wait for the end of their own destiny.
puff!
puff!
In the muffled sound, the bodies of several wolf jackal beasts pounced on each other and turned into flesh and blood. The rich smell of blood spread far along the wind. However, at this moment, the wild beasts in the surrounding dense forests "whimpered" at the same time, running away with their tails, as if they sensed some extremely dangerous aura and did not dare to step forward and approach half a step.
Boom!
A muffled thunder, the dark clouds that had been brewing for a long time, finally poured down heavy rain. However, at this moment, the purple-robed monk on the ground suddenly raised his head. Although he could not see his appearance clearly, his eyes had a supreme pressure. It seemed that with a thought, he could suppress the heaven and earth at his feet.
"Split!"
With a wave of the sleeve of the robe, a humble force suddenly appeared in a deep voice. Countless spiritual power swelled and raging, turning into a pair of big hands tore the sky. Thinking of the dark clouds in the sky, it was easily tore it apart, revealing the clear blue sky above it, and the sunlight poured down. Doing this casually, the purple-robed monk suddenly paused, suddenly raised his head, and an astonishing divine light burst out in his eyes!
"The breath of the word "War"? I didn't expect that the ruins came here, and I could get this harvest before I entered it!" After licking the corner of my mouth, his eyes suddenly became hot. He stepped down and his figure instantly tore through the space, appeared directly on the top of a mountain, sat cross-legged, and pointed at his forehead.
"Let me use the fighting soul technique to determine your location. The battle technique in your hand is about to be determined!"
While drinking, the purple robe cultivator was muttering something, and the magic tricks in his hand changed. As the tumbling was lingering in his fingertips, a faint golden rune phantom slowly appeared in front of him, and a strange aura fluctuated from the rune was emitted from this rune.
After a while, a magic trick was played in his hand, and the runes were already completed. The purple-robed monk whispered, "Go!"
As the words fell, a golden light burst out from the rune, and suddenly disappeared after a tremor. With the use of some sensation power in the dark, it directly cut through the space and headed straight to the other place where the battle character aura was located.
After a few breaths, the purple-robed monk shook his whole body, his eyes surging, and he sneered in a low voice, "It's actually possible to break my war soul. It seems that I won't be a too weak guy. If you swallow his war characters, you will definitely make my power surge countless times!"
"Go to the capital, the human monk."
The man moaned, took a step forward, and his figure teared the space and left.
In just a short moment, the purple-robed monk tore the space several times in a row. When the figure finally stopped, he had appeared outside the capital. His eyes suddenly covered the entire city. With a wave of his robe sleeves, a flash of spiritual light in the void, and dozens of figures appeared directly in front of this person.
"Subsequels, please pay homage to you!" The two old men led the monks behind him to kneel down on one knee. They were not of the same clan, but they looked very different, but the aura in their bodies was extremely powerful. The two old men from the alien race vaguely emitted some peak aura in their bodies.
"There is the aura of the word "war" in Shangjing. For human monks, you can help me find him or force him out!" The purple-robed monk spoke in a low voice, his voice cold and exuded endless chills.
"Yes, sir!"
Dozens of figures responded to the promise and understood what the lord meant. At this moment, they turned around and suddenly turned into streams of light and headed straight for the capital.
"Human monks, I am waiting for you to appear by myself. If you don't come, let the countless human cultivators in the capital flow into a sea of blood!" With a low moan, there was infinite murderous intent!
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Chapter completed!