Chapter 1331: Go and assassinate Futian
one year later.
In the center of the Xuanwei Heavenly Realm, there is no Xuanwei Heavenly Capital, nor various transcendental buildings. There are only rivers and mountains, a vast expanse.
The tens of thousands of miles around the Babel Tower have been blocked by all kinds of demons. There are old demons who are casual cultivators, and armies of demons from all regions of the heavens. They are waiting to kill the talented cultivators who enter the Xuanwei Tongtian Tower.
It's quite chaotic here. Sometimes their own descendants enter the fairyland and are at risk of being killed when they come out.
In the wilderness.
A man wearing a bamboo hat came from a distance. He was walking under the scorching sun, his pace was leisurely.
On the road near Xuanwei Tongtian Tower, a small tea stall unexpectedly appeared, but no demons knew how to drink tea. There was no one here except the boss.
The man was heading towards this tea stall.
"Senior, after a long journey to immortality, could you please have a cup of spiritual tea?" The alien boss greeted the man very enthusiastically.
"can."
The man smiled faintly, and there was no anger in his body. On the contrary, he was like a spring breeze. Everywhere his words touched, the creatures felt warm. And he was Chen Xun, who was widely rumored to have killed the entire Xuanwei Heaven along the way!
He put the bamboo hat on the table and sat down.
A little bit.
The foreign boss enthusiastically brought the tea, which was steaming hot.
The moment Chen Xun drank the camellia, the alien boss's eyes showed a little excitement. He didn't expect that this matter was so simple. It seems that Futian didn't know the dangers of the immortal road...
And he is the venerable ghost-faced clan member who "received orders in the face of danger".
However, under his expectant gaze, Chen Xun showed no reaction after drinking the spirit tea and said, "One more cup."
"okay!"
The Ghost-faced Venerable looked a little dull, and he quickly went to pour tea again, and finally brought a whole pot of tea. He had spent a lot of money on this spiritual tea, which has a fatal attraction for immortal cultivators...
It is the immortal treasure treasured by his clan!
Venerable Ghost Face's heart was bleeding secretly. He didn't believe that Futian still couldn't pour it down after drinking the last glass. Stop drinking!
Just when he looked quite unnatural.
Chen Xun's hand holding the cup paused. He shook the cup slightly, and the water in the cup made a few waves: "Young man, are you just going to greet me with this ghost poison?"
"In this wilderness, where demons are rampant, you still set up a tea stall to fool me. Is it because your ghost-faced tribe's intelligence is too low, or are you forcibly lowering my intelligence?"
"what?!"
Lord Ghost Face was shocked. It turned out that he had been seen through a long time ago, and the tone of this old monster was even more...
It made him feel confused as to who he was facing.
Chen Xun sneered: "I see that the demons of your era are so bloodthirsty that they have lost their minds... Setting up a tea stall, you, a monk from the Ghost Face Clan, are really talented."
"Futian!" The ghost-faced Venerable looked coldly, as if facing a formidable enemy.
A trace of disappointment and helplessness flashed in Chen Xun's eyes. Compared with the methods of the Ghost Face Clan in later generations, this was far inferior. It was really simple and unpretentious.
He now understands that it is no wonder that the demons from ancient times cannot be mentioned on the stage and are not worthy of being mentioned in the immortal history. It turns out that they are all carried away by the blood of living creatures and are really not worth mentioning.
After all, the greatest enemies of Taiyi Immortal Court are still among the thousands of races in other big worlds, and these monsters are stepping stones after all.
"Sit down, I have been looking for your clan for a long time."
"it is good."
Although Lord Ghost Face had a cold look on his face, he was already sweating profusely. He didn't dare to disobey and sat down. He also didn't dare to attack in person. His body was very honest.
His expression was gloomy and uncertain, and he felt as if he had been tricked by the Fu Shi Sect and Rakshasa Tianzun.
What kind of junior monk is this? The youngest peerless genius in the three thousand worlds. Now he is in the scene. This Futian is obviously an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years and has a heart as deep as the sea!
He now understood clearly that it was not him who was squatting over Futian, but Futian who was squatting on him...
The horse-riding guy...someone harmed him from the Ghost Face Clan!
"How much do you know about this Xuanwei Tianyu?" Under the surprised gaze of Lord Ghost Face, Chen Xun drank the last cup of tea in one breath, "Just let me ask you the answer."
"Okay, senior..." Lord Ghost Face swallowed secretly, "I understand quite well. The base of my power is in the wilderness, and my clan members are spread throughout the Xuanwei Heaven."
"Are there any humans there?"
"That human slave..."
Suddenly, before he finished speaking, the world suddenly changed. A scarlet and dark black lotus rose slowly from the void, and endless killing golden light burst out from there.
Buzz —
A pungent smell of blood spread from the world to the barren mountains and ridges. The face of the Ghost-faced Venerable changed greatly. He stood up suddenly, lowered his head and cupped his hands and said: "Senior, forgive me, human race! Human race!"
his pupils
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Trembling violently, just a moment ago, the auras of many living beings disappeared, and he did not dare to explore Disun.
Chen Xunfeng waved his hands calmly: "You don't need to be cautious to clean up some ignorant little guys. Let's continue."
"Hey! Okay! Yes, senior!" Lord Ghost Face couldn't stop dripping cold sweat from his forehead as he sat upright, "There are Taoists in all major areas of the Heavenly Realm... There are many human races kept captive by demons, and the Great Wilderness is no exception. "
"Activate your forces and help me find a living being in the human village in the wilderness."
"Senior, this fact is an honor for this junior!"
The Ghost Faced Venerable spoke a little too fast and his face turned pale. He was afraid that if he spoke a step too slowly, the black lotus in the void would lock onto his aura. "I will go up to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of fire, even if I die, senior!"
"Your clan's assassination skills are a bit poor. How about gathering intelligence?"
"But please don't worry, senior. We, the Ghost Face Clan, have always been scouts for all the major forces, but our clan is really not good at assassination... Because of our talent for changing the appearance of a race, we just take over small jobs... when we have nothing to do."
"Oh?"
Chen Xun smiled hoarsely, "I see. It seems that the ghost-faced tribe in later generations was forced to take up the assassination business in order to make a living. It's a bit interesting."
"Haha, haha." Lord Ghost Face smiled awkwardly, a shadow of death lingering in his heart. He only felt that the oppressive feeling of Feng Qingyun Dan was more terrifying than that of Rakshasa Tianzun.
"His name is Corn. He is a supernatural spirit born in the wilderness. He was adopted and raised by an old man from the human race. His characteristics...their family grows a lot of corn and there are villages and towns around it."
"Okay, junior, remember it and keep it in your heart!"
The ghost-faced Venerable looked solemn. The wilderness is vast. There are countless human areas with such characteristics, and they need to be thoroughly investigated one by one.
"Maybe he hasn't been born yet, please help me keep an eye on him first."
Chen Xun smiled, and his words suddenly became a little mysterious, "You just need to observe in secret and don't interfere with any movements. I will leave you with a breath of energy. Just say my name and I will feel it."
"Ah?! Ah?!" Lord Ghost Face was dumbfounded, even his lips were trembling.
You can feel something by chanting his name. Isn't this the power that only the immortals who hold the power of heaven can have? Why is it that Senior Futian knows the name before he is born? !
Lord Ghost Face was now in a state of confusion, his palms and soles were covered in cold sweat, and his heart was extremely frightened.
"besides."
"Senior!" The stool under the Ghost Face Venerable's seat broke apart and he almost knelt down to Chen Xun.
"Who told you to come and kill me?" Chen Xun asked this question with a calm face, as if he was asking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"Reporting to Senior, Rakshasa Heavenly Lord..."
"Is it okay if you betray him now?"
"Senior, the end of the wilderness is connected to the Wild Heaven Territory. Our clan has a way out there. The Wild Heaven Territory is full of ancient beasts, fighting against heaven and earth. No Heavenly Lord dares to make trouble in that Heaven Territory."
"Haha, the wild world."
Chen Xun didn't know what he thought of, and smiled playfully, "In that case, I won't care about you. There are still important things to do now."
"Senior, walk slowly." Lord Ghost Face's waist was almost bent to the ground.
"But..." Chen Xun hadn't stood up yet, but these words made Lord Ghost Face tremble all over.
"After I entered the path of immortality, I have never let go of immortal cultivators who have murderous intentions towards me, even if they are friends..."
Chen Xun stared at the ghost-faced venerable with indifferent eyes, "I made an exception for you today, and it's not because you are willing to do things for me."
"If I say casually, there will be countless monks from all races in the three thousand worlds vying to work for me. This is not a joke."
"...Senior." The Ghost-faced Venerable trembled like chaff. It was better to live than die. It was better not to die. He nodded heavily and had no doubt about this.
"I can let you go. I'll buy your clan's life with hundreds of billions of high-grade spiritual stones." Chen Xun looked slightly cold. "Listen, I'm buying your clan, not you."
Lord Ghost Face's pupils shrank, and he raised his head in disbelief: "Senior, I understand."
"No one in this world can rely on me. I am sure you will understand this in the future."
After saying that, Chen Xun's figure had disappeared here. He glanced at the ghost-faced Venerable who was standing there like a piece of wood. If it weren't for your descendants, I'm afraid your ancestor would have been under his control. Turn into ashes.
Wait until Chen Xun has left for a long time.
Lord Ghost Face bowed deeply towards the distance, then stood up and stepped into the air. Just when he was about to leave, the smell of blood in the sky and on earth still hadn't dissipated.
His scalp was numb as he stepped on the clouds, overlooking the Xuanwei Tongtian Tower, which was thousands of miles away.
The ghost-faced Venerable's whole body went limp, his eyes were so horrified that his pupils were about to shrink into needles. The mountains and rivers were filled with monster corpses, blood flowed into rivers, and there was no breath of life.
The surroundings of Xuanwei Tongtian Tower were as silent as a cemetery...
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