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Chapter 68 Cang-hand's real thoughts

With the blessing of Gu Cangye, Wu Chen's ability to comprehend has a qualitative leap. However, there is no law in the appearance of Gu Cangye, and I don't know when it will appear, it is mysterious.

Kuishan's face turned pale and stared at Wu Chen, with all his thoughts, "You, soul cultivator?"

Wu Chen said nothing, and his mind was swept out wildly, gathering into a pale big hand, and grabbing Kuishan. Kuishan was about to escape, but his speed was too slow and he was grabbed by the pale big hand.

He couldn't move, his face became paler, and his body was filled with death. After being attacked by the White Sword of Mind Power, Kuishan's soul was extremely dim and he had already been severely injured. At this moment, in the big hand of Mind Power, he was so weak that he had no power to tie a chicken.

If this scene was seen by the old woman in the soul cultivator, she would be shocked. Wu Chen's understanding of soul is far beyond her.

At this moment, Wu Chen was able to condense his mind and turn it into an attack. This is something she dared not and could not do. If her mind and power is transformed into a solid mind, once it is broken by others, her soul will be damaged, which is equivalent to self-destruction.

But if others' cultivation is not enough to break the real thoughts, then others are in danger. The solid mind power will also have the power to slap the soul while attacking.

But she, who is also in the realm of mind power, does not have that great courage. She can only use soul techniques, such as soul sound, soul escape, etc.

Kuishan in the early stage of the Killing Dan was obviously not comparable to Wu Chen's thoughts. Even if he was not attacked by Wu Chen, he could not break this Cangshou True Thought, and could only stop him.

The power of thought swept, and pieces of gravel on the mountain below floated up, floating behind Wu Chen, gathered together, and combined into stone hands about a meter-long size, descended from the sky and slapped at Kuishan.

Bang, Kuishan was slapped down on the earth by stone hands, forming a huge pit on the ground, dust and smoke filling the top of the mountain.

Wu Chen did not expect that the transformation of souls could not only enhance their perception, but also use them so powerfully.

In the air, Wu Chen's long hair moved without wind, and his mind rolled up, brushing away the ash smoke. He exposed Kuishan in the big pit below, and was dead at this time. A faint and almost transparent soul floated three feet above his forehead in a daze. The wind blew gently and drifted with the wind.

With one hand, Kuishan's storage bag flew into Wu Chen's hand, took a look and threw it into the storage ring.

After Kuishan died, the corpse puppet pulled down by Wu Chen stood up in a mute manner, motionless. He frowned and Wu Chen put them in the storage ring with a roll of his mind.

Looking up at the distance, Chi Haoran quickly approached the three old men. His sword fingers lightly, and a red light suddenly appeared and appeared next to an old man. After turning his neck around, he quickly headed towards the other two people. The speed was extremely fast, and only a bunch of red light was seen.

When the two of them reacted, they felt a chill in their necks, blood spurted out, and their heads were separated. Their souls floated out of their foreheads, looking at Chi Haoran tremblingly, full of horror.

Chi Haoran snapped his fingers gently, and the red light passed through the souls of the three people, and the soul was destroyed.

He took back the red light, turned to look at Wu Chen, and did not step forward, and tentatively said: "Brother Wu, are you a soul cultivator?"

Wu Chen shook his head, and saw Chi Haoran was full of solemnity, slowly opened his mouth and spit out two words, "No."

After thinking for a while, Chi Haoran nodded slowly and frowned and loosened.

The soul practices soul devouring techniques, devours other people's souls, and transforms one's souls. Soul cultivation has soul techniques, but it is obvious that the mind power hand that Wu Chen used just now was not soul power, but just condensing mind power.

Chi Haoran breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said to Wu Chen: "Now Brother Wu has broken through and has a greater grasp of our plan. With Brother Wu's strange mental power, I dare say that even a Nascent Soul monk would be seriously injured if he was careless."

After stepping over, Chi Haoran instantly came to Wu Chen, held his hand, and said pitifully: "Brother Wu wants to help me, I covet, bah, I have been loving that saint of Hehuan for a long time!"

Looking at the pitiful Chi Haoran in front of him, Wu Chen sighed inwardly. He was very confused at this moment. Did he really have to stay in the early stage of the Dan Cultivation?

After nodding, he stepped down. Wu Chen came to Ruoxi and said to Chi Haoran: "Brother Chi, let's go!"

As he said that, he hugged Ruo Xiying's waist and flew away. The reason he agreed to Chi Haoran was that he would pass through the sudden ancient battlefield space when he went to Xuanling Temple. It was just the way. He also wanted to see how powerful the various saints were.

On the top of the hill, the breeze blew away the smell of blood, and everything returned to normal. The bright moon remained the same, hanging on the sky.

Early in the morning, the place of the Western Hidden.

In a small courtyard, flowers bloomed in a daze, and the window next to it was half open. The fragrance of flowers pounced into the wooden house, and the fragrance filled the fragrance. Inside the wooden house, next to the window, a woman stood a slim figure, wearing a yellow shirt and long black hair hangs straight and drooping.

The woman's face was not covered with pink, like a quiet orchid, quiet and elegant. Her big eyes were filled with sorrow, and she quietly looked at the flowers outside the window.

There was a squeak, and a squeak, the wooden door of the cottage was pushed open.

I saw a girl who was sixteen or seven years old pushing the door and entering. The girl was wearing two small braids hanging from her head to her ears and moving with her steps.

His black eyes looked at the woman in front of the window and sighed quietly, "Sister Zhaoer, do you miss Brother Wu Chen again?" This person is Dongliyue.

Hu Zuoer did not look back, and his thoughts drifted away, "If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. Without you, this life seems to have lost something, which makes people not happy."

The woman's sad voice came to Dong Liyue's ears. Dong Liyue looked at Hu Zi'er's back by the window and whispered to herself, "Sister Zhuaner, grandpa has agreed to find Brother Wu Chen, and grandpa seems to have the intention to accept disciples."

"Although the Nascent Soul is restricted, it's okay for grandpa to belong to all sects and sects. With grandpa's cultivation, it should be easy to find Brother Wu Chen! Let's practice with peace of mind. You are already in the middle stage of gathering spirits, so you can't give up halfway."

"Really," Hu Zuoer was overjoyed when he heard Dong Liyue's statement. He turned around and grabbed Dong Liyue's shoulders with a little excitement, even trembling.

"Yeah!" Dongli Yuezheng nodded heavily, and saw a smile appearing on the woman in front of him, making the flowers pale.

In the west, on the top of a cliff, an old man held a wine gourd, raised his head and took a bite, and gently shook the gourd.

"Oh, I'm out of alcohol again! That little girl asked me to look for that brat. But, I'm also curious why that brat is so strong."

The old man raised his legs and took a step, and it turned out to be thousands of miles away.

The Beast Realm was silent at this moment. In the air, an old man with a wine gourd hanging around his waist appeared. Looking at the messy Beast Realm, the old man frowned slightly. With his eyes closed, the huge mountainous landform appeared in his mind. He was lightly yelling, "Not that boy's figure! Could it be that he is really dead?"

Stepping again, he appeared on the top of a mountain, looking at a sea of ​​sand not far away, his heart pounded and he quickly left.

On the Xuanling Continent, Xuanling Realm goes north, at the junction of Xunxue Sect and Xuanyu Sect, a huge, extremely dark black hole appears, floating in the air of the steep cliff, slowly rotating.

Many monks came to the top of the cliff, jumped off the cliff, and disappeared after touching the black hole. And inside this black hole, there was the ancient space that suddenly appeared.

There were also some weak monks standing on the top of the cliff, looking at the black hole, hesitating.

Behind everyone, three figures flew over and floated in the air.

One man was dressed in white, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, looking quite handsome. The other man was dressed in red, with his eyes as bright as the moon, and his skin was white and handsome, like a gentle young man.

The woman in white was wearing light green clothes and graceful figure. The woman's eyes were clear, her beautiful and euphrates, slightly straight and rosy lips, and her bulging peaks on her chest were all eye-catching.

These three people were Wu Chen and the others. It took several months to come all the way. During this period, Wu Chen asked Ruo Xi many times if there was a way to repair the cracks on the golden elixir.

But Ruoxi also had a bitter face and shook her head slightly. This made Wu Chen extremely depressed. If she stopped, how to find her sister and how to protect Hu Zier was extremely disappointed.

Ruoxi looked at the depressed Wu Chen, but she wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Now, Wu Chen was floating in the air, looking into the distance, his thoughts drifting away, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Chi Haoran didn't know about Wu Chen's golden elixir cracks. At this moment, he was ambitious and looked at the black hole below, with a little expectation in his eyes, and a wretched smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

During the period when he was in contact with Chi Haoran, Wu Chen was also curious about his identity. At this age, he had the cultivation level of the late stage of the Killing Pill, which was no less than that of the Saint Son and Saint.

I have repeatedly pointed indirectly, but was taken by Chi Haoran and avoided talking about it.

"Brother Wu, I have to rely on you this time. When I hold the beauty back, I will give you the head of the two talented beasts as a reward."

After coming back to his senses, Wu Chen suddenly thought of Chi Haoran's plan, looked at him strangely, nodded slightly, "It's easy to say."

Ruo Xi beside her had known Chi Haoran’s plan from Wu Chen’s heart. She looked at Chi Haoran with a look of contempt. During this period, Chi Haoran was also strange. Every time she wanted to talk to her sister, she looked contemptuous and could only retreat embarrassedly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flew from a distance, as if it was coming from the moon, with a ray of rays shrouded in its body.

When Chi Haoran saw this person, his eyes were slightly condensed and he whispered in Wu Chen's ear, "Brother Wu is careful of this person. This person is the saint son of the Moon Sect, and his soul has transformed into a realm of mind power. Also, look at the rays of the rays of the rays of his body. It is rumored that this person was born and the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays of the ray

Wu Chen was shocked and looked at the Saint Son of the Moon. When he heard that the Saint Son had reached the realm of Mind Power, or the glaze glaze body. He lowered his head and thought in secret, not knowing how his battle body compared to it? He relied on cultivation, while others were born with him. He once lamented that his cultivation was so short that he had reached the realm of Killing Dan was broken.

The Saint of Tramp Moon saw Chi Hao and then snorted softly, and a pale wave came, which was so terrifying.

The sound belt of the mind power? Wu Chen was shocked. Chi Haoran was not afraid and stepped forward. Ripples in the space behind him rose, and the Canglong rose up and opened his mouth and roared. After the dragon roar and the mind power sound wave collided, they canceled each other. The wave of air swept, causing the spiritual gathering monks below to suffer indescribable pain and bleeding in their seven orifices.

Looking at this, Wu Chen sighed that the attacks of these two people had exceeded that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, and they were all people who could fight across levels.
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