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Chapter 8: Man-made disasters(1/2)

"What should I do?" Chen Zhui asked.

"Kill, try to kill some Yin Demons for Murong Qingxue. The more Yin Demons you kill, the safer she will be. Then the more luck you will be reported to you." Chan Xin said.

"Okay!" Chen Zhui quickly flew over the bamboo forest, stepping on the bamboo tips and flew towards the Yin Demons.

"Swish~" The Zangyuan Sword Technique was activated, and the God-killing Sword carried the hazy sword energy and instantly cut through the bamboo forest.

A large area of ​​bamboo forest collapsed, and dozens of miles of open space appeared in front of me. A gully formed, and a piece was broken in one piece.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Chen Zhui's face changed.

He found that in this sword, he had not touched anything except bamboo, and the Yin Demon seen by the Honkai Phra was not damaged at all.

"Talented magical powers, demon soul roar!" Chen Zhui immediately transformed into a shadow demon leopard, opened his mouth and roared, and black ripples were passed along the space.

However, the same is invalid!

Huh ~

A cold wind blew, and Chen Zhui looked up and saw a troll in the sky, stepping on him with big feet.

Chen Zhui subconsciously flashed, but the big foot passed through Chen Zhui's body directly, as if... it didn't exist at all!

After continuous attempts, Chen Zhui found that he could not touch these Yin Demons at all.

Tell the Zen mind about this situation, and in the cave world, the Zen mind also starts to think hard.

"I understand... This is Murong's misfortune, and the disaster is naturally aimed at her, and others cannot interfere."

"What should I do?" Chen Zhui's heart tightened. Can Murong Qingxue withstand so many Yin Demons?

"It's not that you can't intervene at all, it should be that there is only a very small period of time or a limit." Zen thought.

Chen Zhui was stunned, but he immediately figured out the key.

If this kind of body of misfortune is so easy to be saved, it may not be too easy.

"How to judge?" Chen Zhui asked and retreated.

"I don't know, you have to distinguish it yourself. I have never seen a person with bad luck. I just mentioned some conjectures when I heard his master and his friends talking to him." Chan Xin shook his head. "You have to distinguish it yourself."

"I understand." Chen Zhui took a deep breath.

Relax your mind and carefully observe the differences between these Yin Demons.

At the same time, we are also looking for ways to attack Yin Demon.

After searching for a while, many attempts, Chen Zhui never found a solution.

"If it really doesn't work, I can only use the merit barrier to force it." Chen Zhui sighed in his heart.

The merit barrier is the simplest and most rude method.

However, after nine transfers, he now only has more than 30 million good deeds left.

If the true Zen mind says, these Yin Demons are transformed by pure black luck, Chen Zhui feels that even hundreds of millions of good deeds cannot be stopped.

There are endless, and how many evil demons are there in the head that cannot be seen at a glance?

Resisting with the barrier of merit is just a drop in the bucket.

However, if you really can't find a way, Chen Zhui can only use this stupid method.

It would be a pity that he could not sit still and watch Murong fall to the last step.

Just when Shen Zhui was at a loss, a voice suddenly came into his mind.

"Do you really want to save her?" The voice was very calm and I couldn't hear any emotion.

Chen Zhui was slightly shocked, but at this moment he didn't care about finding the source of the sound, but nodded quickly and responded: "Yes."

"Why do you want to save her? What's the purpose?" The second question was that the voice could already hear the emotions, and seemed a little excited and stern.

"Because she is my friend, she has saved me and is also my personal soldier, so she can't sit idly by." Chen Zhui replied quickly.

"Do you know her life experience?" The third question seemed to have calmed down again.

"I know." Chen Zhui nodded, and finally added. "I mean her real life experience."

Strictly speaking, Murong Qingxue is the granddaughter of King Liang Xia Wudao!

Although this matter is very secretive, Chen Zhui happens to be an insider.

After being silent for a long time, the voice seemed to have disappeared. Chen Zhui didn't care about so much and continued to find a solution.

After about seven or eight seconds, the voice reappeared in Shen Zhui's mind.

There are only two words:

"then."

Then? What to do? Chen Zhui looked confused.

But he soon knew what he was going to take.

As soon as he finished speaking, a tiny black crack suddenly appeared above his head, followed by a red light flashing out and headed straight into Chen Zhui's arms.

Chen Zhui subconsciously grabbed the thing in his hand, and when he looked closely, it was a dragon-shaped jade carving.

The jade carved dragon's mouth contains red beads, which are very small, as if they are a decorative object. However, the yellow dragon body and the bead that emit warm light prove that this is not an ordinary item.

A warm feeling came from the tentacles, and the red light quickly spread throughout Chen Zhui's body, and his whole body was filled with surging power. Chen Zhui saw these two beautiful words carved on the dragon's body.

peaceful.

Princess Anning? Chen Zhui was slightly stunned.

"Don't tell her." The voice came to Chen Zhui's mind again, as if he was a little weak.

Chen Zhui was about to ask what this thing does, but the sound disappeared without a trace.

But Chen Zhui quickly understood the function of this dragon-shaped jade carving.

Because at this moment, all the Yin Demons' slowly moving forward suddenly stopped and turned their heads to look at Chen Zhui.

The endless Yin Demon General's eyes fell on Chen Zhui's body. To be precise, it was concentrated on the dragon-shaped carving on Chen Zhui's hand.

"Roar ~" a squeal of overwhelming howling came.

Chen Zhui felt that the world around him was turned on a certain switch, and countless sounds and dark auras were transmitted.

Now he can not only "see" these Yin Demons, but also truly feel them!

All the Yin Demons suddenly gave up in an instant, turned around, and roared towards Chen Zhui.

The endless ocean of Yin Demons will instantly submerge the chasing...

…………

On the other side of the Canglan River, there are dark forests.

The defense line set up by the sectarian alliance here has been several times stronger than the original force after two major wars.

At this moment, in a front-line military city of the Sectarian Alliance, hundreds of Qi-training real people wearing fiery red Taoist robes and embroidered with strange beasts were kneeling in one direction, muttering words, as if chanting some kind of spell.

And in the center of the circle surrounded by a hundred people, there was an extremely tall altar with a black-red ball that kept expanding and contracting.

Finally, at some point, the ball suddenly expanded and then spread out, forming a dark red portal in the air.

Immediately afterwards, figures with huge black wooden coffins on their backs walked out.

After a moment, the ball dissipated, and six tall figures with long coffins were shrouded under the black robe and appeared on the altar.

"Welcome the Holy Envoy." Hundreds of Taoists shouted together.

The Six Paths of Man, without saying a word, didn't even look at these people, jumped off the altar in silence, and sank directly into the ground and disappeared quickly.

Hundreds of Taoists were taken to the Cave World, and the blood-colored portal drifted in the air independently.

It seemed as if all this had never happened.

…………

Cold, dark, endless killing.

Chen Zhui stepped on a thick and huge white bone like a hill. Various corpses were piled up like mountains, and black blood gathered under his feet to form a black lake.

The black mist rose, and the Yin Demon White Bone disappeared and collapsed, but it quickly generated from the black lake.

Chen Zhui numbly used the knife, put it away, and continued to persist with the blood source divine armor, as if it was endless.

"This group of Yin Demons condensed together, and it seems to have the characteristics of the Netherworld. Even this kind of rebirth-birthed demon lake has appeared. How many times should I kill?" Chen Zhui defeated the white bone warrior who was biting next to him with a knife, and then rose up from the ground.

The Yin Demons under the ground were crawling and stacking, forming a terrifying Yin Demon Mountain under his feet, hovering upwards.

In the sky, there were black warships that were constantly attacking Shen Zhui.

Even though he had cut down thousands of Yin Demons, he looked up and found that the number of Yin Demons around him was still innumerable and inexhaustible.

"If this continues, the Blood Source Divine Armor will be fine, and my soul will not be able to bear it." Chen Zhui frowned.

Although the blood-sourced divine armor can block the invasion of the Yin Demon, it is a little dim at this moment. No matter how small the damage accumulates, it will cause considerable damage to the soul.

Chen Zhui looked down at the dragon-shaped jade carving in his arms. The red bead had turned into the size of a rice grain, and the yellow dragon body gradually became crystal clear and bleached, with countless cracks appearing.
To be continued...
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