Chapter 1,300 Brutal Conquering

"The practice of Master Yao is definitely a heavenly level skill. If you are willing to love it too much, you may not be able to do so if you let it go. Hahaha..."

Since you have nowhere to escape, the conditions are naturally up to me, because your lives are all in my hands, and I can't help you.

"Damn..."

Several people gritted their teeth, and the tiger fell into the Pingyang and was bullied by the dog. I didn't expect that they would end up like this. It was really sad. Yao Zun coughed lightly and said calmly;

"I'm afraid that fellow Taoists want both their own skills and their "Blood Killing Heart Sutra" of the Dao Alliance?"

No one knows his tricks. How could he survive in this situation?

"Oh, you saw through it, that is to say, you won't give me the skills of your living hall, so I can only exchange it with your head, goodbye to you, Lord Yao Zun, hahaha..."

However, he did not shy away from this kind of thing. Everyone understood this kind of thing. While laughing, he flashed and slashed at the Medicine Lord. It was extremely fast and powerful, which made people look disgusted. Dan Chenzi and the others were shocked and frightened. They could not rescue them, so they could only watch the sword swing towards the Medicine Lord.

"master……"

"Father……"

He waved his sword to Yao Zun's head, and Yao Zun murmured to himself with regrets and reluctance in his eyes;

"It seems that you can't get revenge!"

When the Xiu heard this, he showed a hint of sneer on his lips, as if he would say it again, as long as you are enlightened.

However, at this moment, a very calm voice came.

"Well...what, how about making a deal?"

brush……

The sharp broad sword stopped a inch in front of Yao Zun's neck. Dan Chenzi and the other three were so scared that they were full of men and furious;

"Father……"

"master……"

Seeing that the Yao Zun had nothing to do, they realized that at this moment, they were already sweating coldly. At this moment, everyone looked at the sound. At some point, Yang Chen leaned against the edge of the passage, watching all this.

"Who are you?"

The man didn't expect someone to appear here, but when he saw Yang Chen's cultivation level, he felt contempt.

The little golden elixir dares to ruin the good things of the uncle, and it is really a way to die.

"I'm Yang Chen, what do you call me?"

The man's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this. He didn't recognize Yang Chen, but said sternly;

"Your younger generation, you have ruined your own good deeds. Do you know your guilt?"

Hohoho...

Yang Chen smiled so much that he was forgetful and said with a gentle face;

"I want to make a deal with my senior."

“What deal?”

He didn't believe that a Jindan could have the qualifications to negotiate with him.

"If you don't have the Heavenly Level Practice to replace that girl, will you suffer a loss, right?"

While speaking, he pointed to the seriously injured Qu Yun. When Qu Yun saw Yang Chen pointing at him, his face changed and he cursed;

“Insult…”

When the monk heard this, he laughed;

"Hahaha...boy...hahaha...it's interesting...but are you deliberately enjoying your own way? Heavenly level martial arts? With you? Are you looking for death?"

While speaking, huge pressure surged towards Yang Chen.

At this time, Yang Chen took out a Taoist seed, thought for a long time, and asked in a very dangerous manner;

"Senior, this is the heavenly level skill. I can test the authenticity of the skill for you first, but the senior has a high level of cultivation. How can I believe that you will not force rob and force refine the skill of your younger generation?"

When the monk heard this, he slightly stopped his breath and his eyes lit up. No matter whether it is true or false, he would take a look first.

"I am guaranteed by personality and will never force it to rob."

Personality? Where does it come from?

Yang Chen was very hesitant and still couldn't bear to throw the Taoist seed over. When the monk saw Yang Chen so cautious, he began to suspect that the thing in Yang Chen's hand might be really valuable. Seeing Yang Chen hesitating, the monk shouted;

"What a kid, is it rare that I will lie to you?"

Yang Chen gritted his teeth and held the Taoist seed tightly with reluctant help, as if he had made a major decision;

"I believe in seniors, please leave that girl to juniors."

Hearing this, the monk sneered in his heart, just a lustful person, hum!

Yang Chen carefully threw the aisle seed. As soon as he threw it out, he seemed to want to take it back. Seeing this, the monk frowned and suddenly exerted force, sucking the Taoist seed into his palm.

The spiritual consciousness poured into the Taoist seed. He didn't care about any heavenly skills, just to know what tricks Yang Chen was completing.

boom……

However, the next moment, a huge message came from his mind. It was the Heavenly Level Technique. The information inside made him unable to regain his mind at all.

"Heaven...the heaven-level skill is really a heaven-level skill?"

The monk's whole body was trembling. He had never thought that the heavenly level martial arts he was pursuing would really appear in front of him so easily. He was a little unbelievable.

"Previous...sen...yes, you can't watch it anymore. Don't refine my martial arts, senior...sen, stop..."

Yang Chen yelled out of control and extremely anxious, and rushed towards him as he spoke.

"roll……"

But how could that monk stop his greed? The more Yang Chen told him not to refine it, the more he wanted to refine it.

"Stop...you return my skills..."

Yang Chen even rushed up overwhelmed his power. The monk who was refining the Taoist seeds and then slapped him with a palm.

Bang...

Yang Chen was beaten away by the air and fell heavily to the ground.

“Wow…”

Yang Chen opened his mouth and pointed at the monk with a mouthful of blood.

"You...you..."

You have been talking for a long time, and I don't know what to say.

The aura of the monk was soaring, and the power inside the Taoist seed seemed to open a door for him, and his cultivation was still breaking through.

The others were stunned. What kind of power is this? It completely allowed a Nascent Soul monk to transform at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What shocked the Medicine Lord even more was that a kind of mucus that was emitting a foul smell was being photographed from the monk's body.

"impossible……"

When it comes to the Nascent Soul monks, they are almost all dirty, but once they refine the Taoist seed, they will get such a great benefit. What is this Taoist seed?

boom……

After just a few breaths, the monk's aura became a little stronger. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that such a thing was happening.

"Hahaha……"

The monk was confused by power. At this time, he felt unprecedentedly good. This feeling of surging power has always been what he pursued.

In fact, Yang Chen knew that not everyone had such an effect. The main reason was that this monk was talented, and Yang Chen sensed that there was a huge power in his body. This power must have been obtained through hard practice. Yang Chen just inspired him.

If he hadn't seen this guy as a master, he wouldn't have the interest to waste this performance or a Taoist seed?

The people in the Resident Hall forgot to escape and just watched the monk's aura skyrocket.

After a stick of incense, the monk shook his arms while laughing wildly, and his powerful force made the entire underground palace shaking.

"Hahaha... Heavenly level martial arts, hahaha...but..."

brush……

He looked at Yang Chen with sharp eyes, but at this time, Yang Chen patted the soil on his body and said with great need to be beaten;

"Oh, you can make a living by relying on your strength, but I still choose to rely on your acting skills. Why?"

"Because you love to show off!"

A voice came from the passage, who was not Long Yuan?

"Get out, dare to talk to the boss like this!"

Long Yuan ignored him and looked around as soon as he came in. He didn't take these people seriously at all. He ignored everyone directly. Long Yuan jumped into those stone chambers and went to explore and search for treasures.

The monk didn't care about Long Yuan, but walked step by step towards Yang Chen. Because of laughter, the flesh on his face was squeezed together.
To be continued...