"Hurry up, get up! What are you doing? Xiao Yezi, you and I are as affectionate as brothers, you don't need to do this." Xiao Chen hurriedly helped Ye Shuo up.

Then he turned to Daoyi, Diewu and other casual cultivators, nodded and said, "Welcome to the Human Emperor's Sect!"

"Thank you, Master!" Whether it was Daoyi, Diewu and the rest of the cultivators, they all had tears in their eyes. The life of rootless duckweed was really too hard.

At this moment, Old Mo walked out of Sunset Valley, his steps were quite steady, but his face was depressed.

Xiao Chen cursed in his heart: "It's useless to feel sorry for me as if I am just 20% of the treasure house!"

………

"Master Xiao, this is 20% of the inventory of my imperial sect. You can order it and accept it." Old Mo respectfully handed over two storage rings and said with a flattering look on his face.

Xiao Chen took two storage rings, one of which was thrown to Daoyi and the other to Jiuying.

"Daoyi, this complete Confucian inventory is just a gift for meeting. No one refuses!" Xiao Chen held down Daoyi, who wanted to speak out.

"Jiuying, let Yang Yi leave this amount of money you hold. She can handle these things the best."

"Yes! Leader" Jiuying bowed and replied.

"Well, let's go back to the Human Emperor's Church!"

Xiao Chen glanced at Sunset Valley and felt ruthless: "As sooner or later, I will kill this immortal."

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On the chariot, Xiao Chen looked solemn and said to Xue Yan beside him: "This time, I was really reckless. I didn't expect that Confucianism would have a fairy in charge!"

"Brother Xiao, the situation of Confucianism is a bit special. I heard that the ancestor of Confucianism is a very unsuccessful person. The ancestor of the earth immortal cannot do anything, so it should be no difficulty to install a celestial immortal in the human world!"

"Yan'er! I don't know how many celestial immortals are hidden in these supreme forces in the human world, alas!" Xiao Chen rubbed his forehead, looking extremely troubled.

"Hehe! My stupid brother, the ancestor of Confucianism, is the only one, and there is no difference! As far as I know, even the so-called demon immortals in our demon court are just scattered demons!"

"What! Did I actually kick the strongest iron plate for the first time when I started the army?" Xiao Chen looked amused and crying.

"Uh!" Xue Yan also looked strange, but she didn't say anything, just leaned her head softly into Xiao Chen's arms.

"Heryl......" The sudden pause of the chariot surprised Xiao Chen and Xue Yan.

"What's wrong!"

"Master, the situation is wrong!" Jiuying frowned and looked solemn.

Xiao Chen looked around and frowned. The endless mountains were extremely strange and dark and gloomy.

Millions of monsters were also frightened and their feet were trembling, obviously extremely frightened.

"Why is it dark?" Die Wu said in surprise, "Yeah!" Everyone looked up and saw a huge black vortex appeared in the originally gray sky, which was getting bigger and bigger, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was as dark as ink.

"Suppose, the monsters form a formation, and we will gather together quickly." Xiao Chen felt that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly ordered Jiuying beside him.

Jiuying nodded and directed the monsters to form a square formation. The people gathered together again, leaning against the mountains, and their eyes were still moving.

"Jiuying, I think it's still inappropriate. You can't let the demon army form a formation and stop in the aisle!"

Looking at Xiao Chen with a worried look on his face, Jiuying thought for a while, but felt something was wrong.

"Master, if you don't let them form a formation on the mountain, the aisle here is very wide, so it should be possible to form a formation on the mountain!"

"Okay, go and send the order quickly!"

"Yes," Jiuying responded and hurriedly directed a group of monsters to form a formation along the mountain.

At this moment, everyone felt wet on their faces. When they touched, they found that it was sticky rain. The rain not only smelled fishy, ​​but also had a hint of blood red.

Xue Yan and Zi Yin both were a little scared and couldn't help but hide beside Xiao Chen. Only Die Wu looked at the drizzle of rain with curiosity. Ye Shuo opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

"Master, everything has been handled!"

"Well, Jiuying, what kind of territory is this?" Looking at the mountains that were so dark that Yin was drifting with strands of blood, Xiao Chen's heart became more and more unknown.

Jiuying frowned and thought for a while, and hesitated: "We returned to Lu Dao Peak from Confucianism and walked for about four days. If we had no error in the estimate, this should be Minshan."

"Minshan!" Xiao Chen's face turned pale. The legend in the other side of his hometown, Minshan is a ghost mountain.

“Woooooooooooo…………”

"What sound!" Xiao Chen was shocked by the sudden sound.

"Brother Xiao, it seems..." Xue Yan hugged Xiao Chen's arm in fear, longing for a hint of warmth.

"Wuwu...Wuwu" is like the sound of a ghost, becoming clearer and clearer, the sky is as dark as ink, the boundless rain is fluttering, and the mountains are like twisted pictures, rotating back and forth in the eyes of everyone.

"Tianxuan divine eyes appear!" Xiao Chen raised the Tianxuan divine eyes on his forehead. In an instant, the picture in front of him became much clearer, but he could only see the boundless white cloth shaking, spinning from the deepest part of the mountains towards Xiao Chen's aisle.

"Brother Xiao, what did you see?" Xue Yan raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Chen with a solemn face, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Yan'er, it's okay! If that's right, it's just a yin soldier." Xiao Chen patted Xue Yan's hand and signaled her to be at ease. In fact, she didn't believe what she said in her heart. This movement was not that simple!

Xue Yan and Feng Ziyin looked at each other, not believing it.

Dao Yi frowned and came to Xiao Chen. "Master, my sister and I have traveled to many places in the human world. The strange and weird things we see are not as good as today's incident."

He paused and then said, "I always feel that it is not as simple as the yin soldiers' use of the way!"

Xiao Chen nodded and agreed. It sounded terrible to the soldiers who used the passage, but in fact it was just a few little ghosts carrying sedan chairs and aisles. They could only scare mortals and follow the incomparable monks.

Nowadays, even my Tianxuan divine eyes cannot see through this scene. How strange is it. You should know that Tianxuan divine eyes can see through the illusion at a glance as their cultivation level increases.

"Forget it, wait until you gather behind me, hold your breath and keep silent, and don't make any noise!"

Xiao Chen gave a careful advice and thought it out loud. At worst, he could only do one game. The brave ones will win when they meet on a narrow road.

The ghost cried violently, and the wind blew, and with the endless drizzle, strands of white cloth gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.

Jiuying, Daniu and others all held their breath and did not dare to make any sound.

"Xiaoxiang night rain, hundreds of ghosts travel"

The twigs of burial music were getting closer and closer. Xue Yan and other women had pale faces, and even the courageous Butterfly Wu was trembling at this moment.

The leading ones are two yin ghosts wearing white clothes, eyesless, noseless, and mouthless, but the aura on their bodies is the fourth level of the other shore.

Followed by countless soldiers and ghosts, a huge white sedan chair exuded a strong yin aura.

Xiao Chen and others all had their hearts beating to their throats. The soldiers were getting closer and closer to Xiao Chen and others. The pressure formed by the condensed yin energy frozen the falling rain into ice chips.

………

A group of yin soldiers slowly walked past Xiao Chen and others, and walked towards the front as if they were blinded. Xiao Chen and others all breathed a sigh of relief, but finally there was no...

At this moment, the Yin soldiers in front began to turn around. In a blink of an eye, countless Yin soldiers looked at Xiao Chen and others coldly.

That look was like the coldness that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years. Xue Yan and other women, their delicate bodies kept shaking and their lips turned white.

Xiao Chen's eyes turned cold and his heart became ruthless. As long as these yin ghosts who dared to attack them, they would have done one battle, killed countless people, and were afraid of a group of dead people.

"Hmph!" Xiao Chen walked out slowly, and his boundless murderous intent condensed like a sharp knife, slashing the yin energy condensed by the soldiers.

"hiss,!"

"Woooo..." Yin army was furious, beating constantly, and letting out terrifying Devil May Cry.

"What are the ghosts crying and howling? I just gave in and didn't want to cause too much trouble. I never thought that you would dare to scream at me!"

"Die!" Xiao Chen directly slapped out three thousand golden lights and swept towards the yin soldiers, covering the sky and the sun.

When Xie Wen and others saw Xiao Chen taking action, they knew it. They should be the best at first and then suffer. The yin soldiers were obviously not good.

They all used magical weapons and attacked the Yin soldiers immediately.

When Xue Yan saw Xiao Chen, who was so handsome and upright, she felt sure that since the fear had disappeared, she felt that the man in front of her was a towering mountain that could give her infinite sense of security.

With one hand, the white thousand-year-old zither and jade flute slowly stood on the red lips, with strands of desolate, distant, and eternal sounds slowly resounded through Minshan Mountain.

For a moment, even the sound of ghost crying was suppressed. When millions of monsters heard the sound of Xue Yan's flute, they no longer panicked. Instead, their eyes showed bloodthirsty, grinded their fangs, kicked their feet, and rushed towards the endless soldiers in the aisle.

In a short handover, the leading green foxes spit out green thunder in one mouthful. With just one side, countless Yin soldiers were wiped out by the green thunder.

The huge white sedan chairs broke one after another, and six of them flew out of them, with pale faces, deep eyes, bloody decorations, slender nails, jade-colored black suits, and copper boots.

Xiao Chen's eyes condensed. This pressure made him feel like he was facing the Confucian immortals, but he was much weaker, and he could only have the strength of a scattered immortal with two tribulations.

The six blood corpses, the leading one, opened their mouths and said hard: "Which woman do I want!"

The slender blood-red nails pointed at Xue Yan from afar. The blood corpse behind him even twitched, "hissing..."

"Okay, I, Xiao Chen, even the fairy dares to take action. You stinky corpses are so brave!" Xiao Chen smiled and his eyes were gentle.

Ye Shuo was shocked. After more than 30 years of being together, he knew that his elder brother was, the calmer he was, and the more he was at the heaviest killing aura.

When the six blood corpses heard Xiao Chen call them stinky corpses, their bloody eyes swelled up, and strands of dirty blood dripped down the gaps of their eyes, and rushed towards Xiao Chen in one by one.

Xue Yan's face was angry, but she kept playing the thousand-year-old zither jade flute. The desolate sound gradually increased the slightest sense of death. Under the guidance of the zither, millions of monsters were even more fearless.

Although millions of monsters experienced the battle of Sunset Valley and suffered many casualties, the remaining elites were even more powerful.

Xue Yan didn't want to watch Xiao Chen fight with the six zombies. In her heart, she could only command these monsters to kill all the ghosts. Xiao Chen would never be defeated in her heart.

Xiao Chen glanced at Xue Yan on the side, knew her thoughts in his heart, jumped up and fought against six blood corpses.

Even if there were six scattered immortals, Xiao Chen would dare to fight. He had never been afraid of anyone under the celestial immortals.

With his hands and feet raised, three thousand golden lights kept sweeping out. The three thousand golden lights condensed with the murderous aura were all broken and invincible.

Xiao Chen, who is more flexible than his body skills and masters the Golden Light Method of Tenth Levels, can be said to be the ancestor of these blood corpses. Therefore, even if there is no one to meet, six blood corpses were shot thousands of times by three thousand golden lights.
Chapter completed!