Chapter 411: Remaining Pictures, Pictures

Xiao Chen's face was pale, but there was a calmness in his dark eyes. At this moment, a light flashed on his body and instantly appeared in front of Shang Wenxing's corpse. He reached out to hold his storage ring in his hand and put it in the storage ring.

After doing this, Xiao Chen suddenly turned his head, his eyes suddenly saw the teleportation array flashing with a flash, and then a figure appeared within the penalty restriction.

Jun Chengzi screamed. Fortunately, this person was prepared before, so he raised his hand and threw out a shield-like magic weapon, which could swallow most of the power of the prohibition. Then his body flashed and he ran out frantically. Three breaths later, this person escaped from the punishment restriction, his eyes fell on the corpse on the ground, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink violently, and endless waves were in his heart. Shang Wenxing entered here, but in just ten breaths, he had been forcibly killed.

"Hehe, my friend has a deep mind. He can actually kill the monks with his Nascent Soul Realm. I admire him." Jun Chengzi's eyes flashed slightly, and his tone was stern, "But my friend's current situation seems to be a little bad. I'm afraid that in order to kill Shang Wenxing, I have already used all the means. I wonder if I still have the power to resist at this moment?"

"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will benefit. I am the fisherman. At this moment, I don't have to do anything. Just kill you and you will naturally get all the benefits."

Xiao Chen's face was calm, and he heard this and said lightly, "It turns out that the person hiding in the dark is Senior Jun Chengzi."

Jun Chengzi raised his eyebrows slightly, "You have sensed my breath before?"

Xiao Chen chuckled, without any nervousness at all. "If the senior converges his breath and hides in the dark, he will naturally not be able to detect it with his junior's cultivation. But in order to hide his tracks, the senior will set up a layer of bans, which will make the junior notice."

Jun Chengzi remained silent and then sneered, "Even if you really noticed what I could do with my breath before, you are still dead now."

When the voice fell, the person's eyes fell tightly on Xiao Chen, trying to see something strange from it. At the moment, Xiao Chen could still remain calm, and Jun Chengzi was naturally extremely afraid. It should be noted that Shang Wenxing's cultivation level was not inferior to him, but he was killed by this son within ten breaths. Xiao Chen's current behavior not only made this person mutter secretly, could this kid have a backup plan?

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and at this moment, he suddenly took a step back under his feet, and a few ban ripples appeared around him, and he smiled and said, "I'm afraid my idea cannot be realized, so let's take a step first."

"In addition, I have a generous gift for you. Please accept it with Senior Jun Chengzi with a smile."

Before the voice fell, the figure had disappeared.

Jun Chengzi's face changed, his eyes were completely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What a cunning boy, but how did he hide this teleportation ban from me?" But the next moment, the man's eyebrows jumped hard, "No, this ban cultivation is unfathomable, so he must have prepared a killer move to deal with me and leave here quickly."

A flash of light from the body, Jun Chengzi appeared in the teleportation array. Just as he was about to start teleportation, the light on the teleportation array suddenly dimmed.

"Damn it, the other end of the teleportation array was forcibly destroyed. This kid has a very meticulous mind."

But at this moment, a strange wave emanated instantly. Jun Chengzi's face changed, and then he felt endless fear in his eyes, and he growled with resentment, "The little bastard is so cruel. I will definitely kill you in the future!"

The next moment, the space where the Hall of Punishment was located was split into pieces.

In the courtyard, next to the teleportation array, the space suddenly shattered, and Jun Chengzi's figure emerged in a mess.

His clothes were broken, blood stained, his hair was disheveled, and his face was pale. This Jun Chengzi's image was extremely embarrassed.

"Little bastard, you deserve to die! Ahhhhhh!"

The resentment and anger echoed over the courtyard for a long time.

Outside a broken palace, a green rainbow converged its light and landed on the ground, revealing one of the monks with gray hair and weak aura. Although his eyes were dull, they were still full of calmness.

This monk is Xiao Chen.

Even after killing Shang Wenxing, Xiao Chen took all his strength and suffered heavy injuries, so after shattering the space where the Punishment Hall was located, he hurriedly escaped.

The space is extremely dangerous, but it may not be able to kill the monk without falling. If Jun Chengzi supports it, Xiao Chen will definitely die in the current situation.

After walking for several hours, Xiao Chen avoided the danger of the ban and confirmed that it was safe. Then he landed in the escape light and prepared to find a place to recover from his injuries. His eyes swept around and carefully inspected for a moment, but did not notice the danger. Xiao Chen then took a step forward and his figure instantly entered and exited the palace. From the architectural decorations, it can be seen that this place must have been extremely luxurious back then, but after the catastrophe, the years of corrosion have already made the palace dilapidated and emitting a strong smell of decay.

Xiao Chen walked forward in the light of escape, stopped in an inconspicuous secret room deep in the palace, waved his hand to lay down layers of restrictions, and then sat cross-legged. This time, no matter how much damage the soul and body were, it would probably take several days to fully recover.

Take out a Dongxue Warm Divine Pill from the storage ring and several blood jade dragon tooth rice and swallow it. Xiao Chen's eyes slowly closed and began to go into seclusion and practice.

Time passed by, seven days in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged in the secret room, his body had returned to its original state, and his body was full of vitality. Although he had not fully recovered to his peak state, his injuries had been completely restored.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened, as dark and bright as stars. Although they were as gentle as jade, they had a demeanor and temperament that people dare not underestimate.

"I am lucky enough to kill Shangwenxing this time. Without that punishment, I am afraid I will never be able to do this."

"But no matter what, the third residual picture has finally been obtained."

A hint of joy flashed through Xiao Chen's eyes, and he reached out to apply it on the storage ring, and all the storage rings of Shang Wenxing appeared in his hand.

After a sweep of the spiritual consciousness, the prohibition on the storage ring disappeared after the master died. Xiao Chen nodded with satisfaction, and his spiritual consciousness instantly penetrated into it.

This storage ring is very large, which is similar to what Xiao Chen uses now, and it is densely packed with many things. But at this moment, he didn't intend to care about its external objects, and his spiritual sense was quick to search. After a moment, Xiao Chen showed joy and turned it over, and a broken picture suddenly appeared in his hand. After careful examination and confirmation, he couldn't help but feel a little expectant. With the broken picture in his hand, Xiao Chen had collected all the fragments in his hand, and he didn't know that what would happen if he put them together? But Xiao Chen had a strong premonition in his heart. This broken picture must be extremely extraordinary, otherwise he would not have risked his life crisis to collect it.

"Let me see what secrets are you hiding." Xiao Chen murmured, reached out and swept the storage ring again. A jade box suddenly appeared, opening the jade box, and two other residual images appeared in sight.

When the three remaining images are in the same space, before Xiao Chen takes it out, it spreads and rises up on its own. A little fluorescent breath comes out from it, and a faint fluorescent light emits. The next moment, the three remaining images fall together, and the light flashes, and it is repaired and complete, turning into a rectangular scroll of silk. The patterns on it are bright one after another, and the faint breath comes out from it.

This breath was only a little bit, but the moment it emanated, it made Xiao Chen's whole body stiff and his soul fell into silence in an instant. At this moment, he felt like he was facing the whole world, as if the breath was trembling at all, which was enough to kill him countless times.

The thoughts gradually fell into chaos, but the scenes suddenly appeared in Xiao Chen's mind.

In the star field, countless monks were filled with inspiration, and the pressure emitted by each person was enough to make the heaven and earth tremble.

Deep in the endless star field, a continent is suspended in it, and countless forbidden paths are shining endlessly. Countless palaces are built with luxurious and atmospheric construction, with trees full of vitality, and thousands of monsters living in it. There are many monks living on the continent, but there are runes jumping like flames between their eyebrows, which are mysterious.

The monks in the sky fought to the death, and their magical powers shattered the entire void, countless powerful monks sprinkled blood and fell, the entire continent suffered complete damage in this crazy battle, countless temples collapsed, the forest was deserted, and the creatures were extinct.

Deep in the continent, there are nine peaks standing in the sky, with majestic momentum. At the foot of the mountain is a huge basin, surrounded by clouds and mist, which makes people unreal. But there is a shadow, and some kind of vine grows in it. A figure whistles from a distance. This person is majestic in figure, and the surrounding space is broken as the breath in his body shakes. Countless restrictions erupt in a wild way, but they cannot stop his pace from moving forward. But for some reason, this person's face is extremely blurry, as if he is shrouded in a layer of fog, but his eyes are extremely clear, bursting out with divine light, as if he can penetrate the entire world.

Above the void, two figures fought wildly, and the space collapsed in every move. One of them was an old man, with the flame icon between his eyebrows ignited, and he was angrily drunk. The other was a majestic man, who was silent, but his magical powers were fierce and his momentum was tragic! The old man was unsupported and was hit by the man's magical powers, and blood rained.

A thousand-foot-foot arm poked out from nothingness, like an ancient god and demon, slapped the majestic man hard. Facing the bombardment of this arm, the man raised his anger and angrily, emitting endless sadness in his body, and his body was like a stream of light, whistling through the space, rushing towards the arm, moving forward.

Above a vast sea area, a man was crying and bloody, holding a piece of cloth tightly in his hand.

The scene was silent and silent, but at this moment, the man suddenly heard the angrily shouting unwillingly.

"One of my realm is preparing for 100,000 years to counterattack the upper tribe, but is still defeated at this moment. 150,000 fellow Taoists died. I am unwilling to accept it!

"Who does the so-called superior clan exist? How can millions of monks in my world be willing to be nourished by others!"

"Today we are dead and destroyed, but the fire will never be extinguished. One day, our younger generations will continue to move forward, swearing to break all these mystery and return my bright world!"

This man roared, his voice was sad, echoing between the world, the wind and clouds changed, and the sea water rolled. The man instantly tore the residual image in his hand into three pieces, threw it into the world with his hand, and then collapsed and turned into ashes and dissipated. But when the man's figure dissipated, the last picture was heard. Under the nine peaks, in the valley, the clouds and mist were dispersed by the strong wind, and some kind of blood vines grew densely. Each vine wrapped around a monk and stabbed the head at the end. In this valley, the number of monks was densely packed with endless eyes, and their eyebrows were all clean... Our monks are not afraid of bitterness, hardship, or killing disaster, even if the murder is serious, there is no regret!

We monks have unwillingness to accept our hearts and unyielding intentions. Even if we are in danger of reincarnation forever, we will never bow our heads at all.

One day, we monks will break the shackles and impose all the disasters of thousands of years on that body!

Even if we monks are silent for thousands of years, we must not forget this matter!
Chapter completed!