Chapter 1,242 Bloody Killing Game 7

The illusion dissipated, Yang Chen lay in the snow, and a monk behind the tree was shrouded in a layer of black mist, covering his true face.

His spiritual sense looked around alertly, and after confirming that there was no threat, he quietly approached Yang Chen.

But at this moment, he was still struggling violently inside.

"Does this Yang Chen have any backup plan?"

"It must be gone. It is a miracle that the Jindan monk can hold on for such a long time. He is powerless to resist. He should take his things and leave."

"No, I need to confirm it!"

"Stop, take action now, the fluctuations of breath will attract the attention of others around you."

"Okay, get the things and leave."

He asked and answered his own heart. Usually, he would make up for one or even a few more after killing people, but now he was trying to convince himself that Yang Chen was killed by himself and repeatedly told himself that this matter had succeeded.

He himself did not realize that he was looking for reasons to believe the truth of this matter.

However, once he decided, he would not hesitate at all. As soon as he came to the conclusion that Yang Chen was killed by him, he flew towards Yang Chen, and he wanted to leave with the fastest thing.

He appeared beside Yang Chen, without even looking at Yang Chen who was dying. When he grabbed Yang Chen's storage ring with his left hand, he grabbed Yang Chen's head with his back hand. He wanted to take away the storage ring, and Yang Chen was the soul. Only in this way can he ensure that he could get everything from Yang Chen.

However, just as he was about to take action, he suddenly felt a warning and was inexplicably panicked. He almost gave up on his actions, but in the end he was convinced by the desire in his heart that he wanted to get everything from Yang Chen.

brush……

Just as he bent down to get Yang Chen's storage ring and soul, Yang Chen, whose eyes had already dissipated, instantly seemed to have changed into a person, and it was filled with coldness in an instant, and a strange arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"not good……"

"Puff..."

The Nascent Soul was stunned. Just when he knew that he had been fooled, a decision had appeared instantly.

If you kill Yang Chen, it doesn’t matter if you destroy both souls and souls. With his Nascent Soul cultivation, killing Yang Chen can still be done at this time.

But just as this thought appeared, a few faint sounds came, and at the same time, the Nascent Soul monk's body trembled slightly, and suddenly the spiritual energy in his body could not function.

In a shock, the Nascent Soul monk had to force his way through the blockade. It didn't matter if he paid a certain price, but he had to break the blockade of spiritual energy in his body to have a chance.

But just as he was about to fight to the death, Yang Chen in front of him suddenly disappeared. To be precise, the place where he was had changed. He just felt that Yang Chen would disappear with a flower.

The light inserted into Yang Chen's abdomen disappeared, and Yang Chen grinned and got up.

"Oh, grandma, it's not simple. I have to suffer so much for a Nascent Soul monk!"

Yes, he had already used the seven emotions and six desires to understand the existence of this Nascent Soul monk, and also knew that those things were real attacks. This Nascent Soul monk was too cautious, which made Yang Chen's plan delay for so long. In order to achieve realistic effects, he was injured, but he avoided the key points. These injuries and recovered. It would be harmless for a day or two, or just take a pill, and the injury would be cured in half a quarter of an hour.

"But fortunately, there is finally another Nascent Soul Bodyguard!"

Speaking of which, when the Nascent Soul monk appeared in a place, his body was instantly imprisoned, and a ray of light shot into his body, and a kind of power spread out in his body. At the same time, a lot of information appeared in his mind, which was all about the experience of the Nascent Soul monk's cultivation. More importantly, there is also a heaven-level skill, but this heaven-level skill only has one move, which is quite regrettable.

Just when he was surprised, the environment in front of him suddenly changed again and returned to the snow.

Yang Chen in front of him was closing his eyes to rest.

"Is everything just now a fantasy?"

Without hesitation, he slapped Yang Chen with a palm.

Bang...

Kneel down on both knees and respectfully.

"Owner!"

But just as he took action, he couldn't help but kneel down and called himself the master. He wanted to kill Yang Chen at the last moment, but the next moment, he was already kneeling in front of the golden elixir and called him the master.

The Nascent Soul monk kneeling on the ground was shocked and extremely angry. His huge murderous intent could no longer be concealed, so he was about to get up and kill Yang Chen.

But just as he was about to exert force, his brain once again couldn't control himself to give his body a command.

With a thud, the Nascent Soul monk knelt on the ground again, his forehead hitting heavily on the ground, and said respectfully;

"Owner!"

He was furious inside. He was a Nascent Soul monk. After two hundred years of practice, he worked diligently and achieved his achievements today. However, at this moment, he was inexplicably crawling in front of a golden elixir.

This is from the peak of life that it fell directly to the bottom.

Why, why?

He wanted to question loudly, but since he could not make a sound, he could not get up no matter how hard he used, he was like he had been used to impose a fixed technique.

brush……

"He raised his head!"

Yang Chen, who opened his eyes, said lightly, and the Nascent Soul immediately said;

"yes!"

He knelt straight, and the anger in his eyes could be seen clearly without saying it. He seemed to be trying hard to tell himself to overcome the irresistible feeling in his mind, but he could not do it at all.

"Cheng Tiezhu, also known as Cheng Kun, is as timid as a mouse, no, he should be cautious, build the foundation at the age of forty, build the golden elixir at the age of one hundred, break through the Nascent Soul at the age of two hundred and one, and there is still a little luck, good, good, you can rely on your own efforts to achieve your achievements today, and you are indeed a talent."

Yang Chen looked through the Nascent Soul cultivator and said something roughly, but this shocked the Nascent Soul cultivator. How did Yang Chen know about these things?

Not many people know his identity. Cheng Tiezhu hints at his nickname. No one in the world should know this name. Now he is using the name Cheng Kun. How did Yang Chen know these things? The shock in his heart turned into Wuming's fear.

But Yang Chen is so clear.

Yang Chen then said;

"It's a good person, but if you are just smart, you will only have a dead end. I will only say one thing: If you don't resist, you won't die. You can get a lot of benefits, and you can get as much as the martial arts as you want."

"Next, every time you pull a Nascent Soul monk to join me, you will get one more heavenly skill. Of course, if I don't force it, you can't do it."

"Of course, if you think you are a Nascent Soul monk and condescend to me, it's better to die and follow you."

"Okay, you can talk."

The next moment, the Nascent Soul monk regained his freedom and regained control of his body. As soon as he recovered, his anger had already surged, and he was about to kill him and fight with Yang Chen.

"livestock……"

Bang...

But the next moment, he couldn't help but kneel on the ground again, and his chest was like a palm inexplicably, and he opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow.

"Owner!"
Chapter completed!