Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 70: The Falling Void Wood
Murong Xumu stood proudly on the ice crystal phoenix.
Fortunately, Xue Wentian bumped into the gun and released his anger.
Feeling much better now.
Things seemed to be going more and more smoothly recently, and he began to consider whether he should stop being blinded by hatred.
People always have to look forward.
Moreover, he had a premonition that with his growing luck, the day when he would meet Ji Ba would not be far away.
At this moment, they were not far from the place where the inheritance was born. Contrary to Murong Xumu's expectations, such a huge momentum did not seem to attract the attention of many cultivators. Apart from a few independent cultivators along the way, there were no cultivators even in the center of the inheritance light...
"This is a bit strange." Murong Xumu frowned slightly.
"Huh?" He suddenly widened his eyes.
He was not the kind of person who would easily lose his composure, but at this moment, his perfect and cold face changed expression several times, from deep-rooted hatred to unexpected surprise, without any concealment.
How many times, how many times, has it haunted my dreams, as if it were branded deep in my soul, an image that I will never forget, for the rest of my life.
"I can smell you from a thousand miles away."
"Ji Ba!" Murong Xumu wanted to howl madly.
In his eyes, there was only the back of the man walking in the forbidden forest as if nothing had happened and strolling in the garden.
The light of hatred instantly blinded Murong Xumu's eyes.
The azure energy around him was surging, leaving a trail of beautiful azure mist behind him like a meteor as he stood proudly on the Ice Phoenix.
The air kept exploding, and ice crystals naturally condensed out and fell down.
The soft long hair and the elegant sideburns were blown back by the wind, revealing the white forehead and clear eyebrows.
With the haunting figure reflected in his eyes, Murong Xumu could clearly feel the extremely cold air beating in his hands.
The corners of his mouth naturally curved up to a long-lost, yet enchanting degree.
Ever since that nightmare, this smile that had almost become instinctive in the past can now only be recalled.
And today, the war dragon is in the wild, and everything is going well!
In an instant, a green color appeared in his eyes.
The smile on his lips froze slightly, and Murong Xumu looked in horror, and suddenly a raging sea of fire appeared before his eyes.
Apart from the terrifying temperature, there was a faint aura of a divine beast in the sea of fire.
"what?!"
In a quick glance, Murong Xumu saw a winding figure, and suddenly a ferocious head with dragon horns and countless compound eyes turned around and spewed a terrible flame at him.
He felt the crisis of life and death. At this moment of life and death, the extreme cold force that was originally accumulated for Wang Chen suddenly exploded.
A terrible cold current rolled up in the sky, and the extremely cold true power burst out, just like a frosty volcano spewing terrible ice and cold air into the sky.
In an instant, seven semicircular ice shields were erected in front of Murong Xumu.
“Puff.”
The seven ice shields couldn't even stop the emerald green flame for a breath. In an instant, the shields were broken, and the flames rolled in as if there was no obstruction at all.
Bang!
The moment the green flames burned, a thin but extremely hard ice armor suddenly condensed around Murong Xumu's body .
It is the secret technique of the ice coffin that can only be passed down to the core disciples of Guanghan Sect.
But while this secret technique is being performed, the host will fall into an unconscious sleep.
With inertia, Murong Xumu opened his eyes wide, maintaining a rapid flying posture, falling forward with thick smoke like a meteorite...
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Wang Chen sighed.
"Up to now, all I have seen is intrigue, betrayal, and the cruelty of the world. Some people are worse than a strange beast."
He sighed and said, "I am still alive today, firstly, I want to thank Senior Long Wu, and secondly, I want to thank Brother Xu Rong."
"If it weren't for his fire thunderbolt and beautiful and useful clothes, I would never have come this far."
After thinking about it, he realized that he had already wasted all of Vain's Fire Thunderbolts and beautiful clothes by sacrificing himself. He felt reluctant, and the feeling of losing some trump cards made him shake his head involuntarily and sigh.
"I don't know where Brother Xurong is now, and whether he is doing well."
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard the sound of wind blowing overhead.
Wang Chen alertly mobilized his true strength and looked up at the sky.
A snow-white figure fell down at a perfect 45-degree angle, head down, feet up, like an arrow that had lost its power, carrying thick smoke and falling like a shot-down plane.
Bang!
With a dull thud, a large hole was smashed into the soft soil of the forbidden forest, leaving only a pair of long legs outside.
"What the hell?"
Wang Chen was a little suspicious. He felt that the white area in front of him looked familiar.
It was just that it was half sunk into the soil, making it a little unrecognizable.
Walking over vigilantly, Wang Chen frowned unconsciously... He seemed to have some guesses, but he couldn't believe his eyes.
Without much effort, Wang Chen lifted the two legs and turned over the thing that had fallen into the ground.
"Oh, brother, you are so vain that you are even wearing the emperor's new clothes!" Wang Chen was shocked when he saw the face of the person clearly.
Murong Xumu now had his hands crossed in front of his chest, his slender fingers were pinching some magic formulas, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth that had not yet faded.
Only the ice coffin could protect his body, but the dragon centipede's flame burned all his clothes to ashes, leaving nothing behind. It was even worse than the last time he encountered Wang Chen.
Wang Chen scratched his head and his brain began to work rapidly.
"Brother Xurong's spell seems to be a passive skill for when he encounters danger, but he is so strong, and here is the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest, what kind of danger can he encounter?"
"Since this condition has been removed, it means that he cast this skill voluntarily."
"He takes off his clothes to cast this skill. His taste is really strange."
"And it's so obvious that it landed right in front of me. It can't be that it came here just to find me, right?"
Wang Chen tried to connect all the clues, and then his eyes showed extreme horror.
"You came all the way to see me without any clothes on?"
"I use this skill to cover it up because I'm shy."
"My dear mother!"
The horrible conclusion frightened Wang Chen so much that he dropped Murong Xumu, who was in his arms, and it made a heavy sound on the soft grass.
"I don't discriminate, and you can't force me." Wang Chen felt complicated, and his eyes fell on Murong Xumu's lock ring.
For a moment, he was a little hesitant to take Murong Xumu's things.
"Xiao Yao." Finally he gritted his teeth and called out.
Then the two of them began to happily count the things in the ring.
First there was a pile of spirit stones, most of which were the kind that Wang Chen had no way of absorbing. Fortunately, there were still quite a few mid-grade and high-grade spirit stones.
Then came the armor that Wang Chen was looking forward to the most. However, when he touched the armor, he was a little disappointed.
As a high-level casual cultivator who did not care about the amount of clothes and armor he used as a bed or quilt, and wore more than a dozen limited edition top-quality clothes and armor at a time to save his life, he already had a considerable degree of ability to distinguish the quality of clothes and armor.
Although these clothes and armors are of top quality, they are far inferior to Brother Xurong’s original collection.
Huo Pili found nothing, but he found a broken jade slip and a black token made of unknown metal.
"It seems that Brother Xurong is also spending the New Year like a beggar, and each year is getting worse than the last." Wang Chen shook his head and sighed.
"The Relocation Order is a one-time two-way teleportation token made by an ancient immortal. If you infuse enough spiritual power into the token, it will pull the user to break through the space channel and teleport to the designated location. The strength of the opportunity cannot be determined."
His eyes showed no reaction to the jade slip, but gave hints in response to the relocation order.
"Unknown location?"
Wang Chen thought about it and felt that unknown things were generally very dangerous, so it was better not to use them indiscriminately. Anyway, there was no chance of success, so he threw it into the storage ring.
After looking around, Wang Chen found a big tree, hollowed out the trunk, and then stuffed Murong Xumu into it.
Given Brother Xurong's current state, it would not be good if he met other cultivators.
A complete piece of bark was sealed on it to fit perfectly, and there was no sign of anything unusual about the tree.
Wang Chen clapped his hands and walked into the forbidden forest.
There are many exotic beasts in the forbidden forest, which is an excellent place to consolidate one's sixth level of Qi Condensation and practice the Six Paths Sword inheritance.
Thinking of this, Wang Chen felt a little hot in his heart.
After walking for a while, Wang Chen suddenly slapped his thigh, which scared Xiaoyao.
"Hey! I forgot to leave a piece of clothing for Brother Vainglory."
