"Elder Wen? Why are you here?"
Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi with a look of confusion.
"I came with the Soul Eater!" Wen Renshi said.
"That's OK, let's make a formation and catch it!" Chen Daoming said.
"No, it's still running forward!"
After Wen Renshi finished speaking, he ran forward.
"Elder Wen, there is no road over there!"
"Go, follow up and see!"
Everyone followed Wen Renshi and ran quickly.
When they came to a rock face, everyone stopped.
"Soul Eater got through?" Chen Daoming asked.
Wen Renshi made a gesture of silence, lowered his head, and listened.
After a while, he lowered his voice, looked at everyone, and said in a low voice, "There seems to be something below here to attract it, and it wants to hunt!"
"Hunting? Elder Wen, what can attract soul eater?"
"Besides the soul, what else can there be!"
Everyone was shocked, with a trace of fear on their faces.
"What is under this?" Chen Daoming asked.
"It's probably some kind of remnant soul!" Wen Renshi said.
This was just finished.
The ground trembled and shook violently.
In the front rock wall, cracks opened.
The rock wall burst directly, like a bomb, attacking everyone.
The crowd flew out like kites with broken wires and fell heavily to the ground.
Many of the low-strength people were bruised and vomiting blood.
Struggling to get up, looked up at the scene in front of him, his pupils contracted.
I saw that in front of them was an extremely huge cave.
In the middle of the cave, a statue stands horizontally in front of everyone.
The size of the statue is a thousand meters high.
Below the statue, a crowd of cultivators fell to the ground, screaming again and again.
At the foot of the statue, there was a hill-like five-spirit fairy gold that irritated everyone's eyes.
"Five Spirits Immortal Gold?"
Xiang Shichen couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Don't move, it's weird inside!"
With a loud shout, Xiang Shichen awakened.
Chen Daoming stood up, and after looking at Wen Renshi and Mu Bing, he took the two of them and walked into the cave.
His eyes swept around, not daring to be careless.
"Oh, it hurts me so much!"
"Whoever killed a thousand swords is not strong at all!"
Su Yiling struggled, yelling pain from time to time.
Sweeping his eyes, he happened to see Chen Daoming and others.
She quickly turned to Chen Daoming.
"Elder Su, why are you here?"
Chen Daoming and the others were also taken aback.
Su Yiling took out a statue with a broken arm and handed it to Chen Daoming, "The son sent me to bring this here!"
Chen Daoming took the broken arm and looked left and right, looking confused.
"Where is the Lord Luo?" Chen Daoming asked.
"Master has gone to find Old Man Jiuyou, and I won't be able to return for a while!" Su Yiling said.
"Then you are?" Chen Daoming asked.
"This is where I go to the son..."
Su Yiling recounted the situation of his chosen arm.
Chen Daoming held this arm and frowned secretly.
Why did the son send such an arm over?
Did it make me cut my arm?
Can you better practice Dao Dao?
It shouldn't be. Having arms is more flexible.
Jianxian's broken arm will not affect his body coordination.
In that case, is it to make Old Wen cut his arm?
Thinking like this, Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi, staring directly at his arm.
"Leader Chen, why are you looking at me like this?"
Wen Renshi's face was distraught.
"The son told you to break your arm, you can figure it out!"
The words came out.
Like thunder on the top of Wenren Stone.
He stood there stupidly, unable to believe it.
"Leader Chen, what do you talk about?" Wen Renshi asked.
"What do you mean by sending a broken arm here? Doesn't it mean that we must break one arm?" Chen Daoming said.
Several people nodded in a crowd.
"But why is it an old man? Not your leader Chen?" Wen Renshi asked.
"It's very simple, I need to hold the sword with both hands to have a strong explosive power! I break one arm and I can't make progress in this life. The son naturally knows this!"
"And you, the swordsmanship you learned, the sword in one hand is completely enough. As for Elder Mu and Elder Su, would you like to let them sever their arms?"
"My son would like to see their arms broken?"
Chen Daoming's words were speechless.
Wen Renshi took out the fairy sword, his hands trembling.
"Since it was the son's request, don't say that the old man breaks his arm, even if he breaks his head, he will never frown!"
After speaking, Wen Renshi picked up the long sword and looked at Chen Daoming, "Broken that arm?"
Chen Daoming picked up the broken arm and looked at it, frowning slightly, "This looks like a left arm, it should be for you to break it!"
"it is good!"
Hand up the sword and fall.
Blood spattered and his arm fell to the ground.
Su Yiling let out a scream and turned her head away.
Mu Bing also frowned slightly, not daring to look.
Wenren called Xianli to stop the injury.
During the whole process, he said nothing.
"The arm is broken, what should I do now?" Wen Renshi said.
Chen Daoming pointed at Wen Renshi's broken arm and exclaimed.
Everyone squinted their eyes and couldn't help their pupils shrink.
I saw that Wenrenshi's broken arm turned into wisps of blood, forming a blood line, flew into the statue's mouth, and disappeared.
"It's devouring blood and energy, this... this is not a statue, I'm afraid it's a certain demon ancestor!" Chen Daoming said.
The scalp of several people exploded, their faces changed slightly.
Wen Renshi was full of excitement and nodded secretly.
"My son, you are really clever, let the old man break his arm, just to draw out the demons!"
After finishing speaking, Wenrenshi rose into the sky, took the fairy sword in his right hand, poured his body power into it, aimed at the statue's head, and slashed it over.
The air roared and the air wave shook.
An arc of sword energy, with the aura of tearing everything away, hurried away.
As soon as he saw it, he had to cut off the head of the statue.
At this time.
The air in front of Jian Qi suddenly pulsed in layers.
An old man dressed in a blood robe and holding a long staff emerged from the ripples.
Stretch out the stick and point forward.
The air vibrated, and a white light blasted directly on the sword aura.
There was a loud noise.
The blood-robed old man and Wen Ren stepped back on their stone bodies. After standing, their faces were full of fear.
"That's the Pharaoh of the Demon Race!"
At this time, an exclamation sounded.
When the immortal cultivator below saw him, his face changed drastically.
Hug into a ball and back away one after another.
Crowded in the corner, shivering.
"This little guy is a bit strong!"
"Fifth, come and help the old man!"
The blood-robed old man shouted.
"Yes, third brother!"
An old woman in a blood robe appeared behind Wen Renshi.
The two of them surrounded Wenrenshi one after another.
Everyone hasn't awakened from their consternation.
At this time.
"Huh! Huh! La!"
Three consecutive beeps.
Three figures surrounded the statue in three directions, coldly scanning the people below.
Especially the skinny old man, those eyes that couldn't move, stared directly at Su Yiling.
"You two, kill them and resurrect the ancestors!"
"The old man will meet that little baby!"
"Yes, Great Pharaoh!"
After the two said, they waved the stick in their hands.
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