"okay!"

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Outside the giant stone forest, Jiang Chen opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

"Brother Jiang, how are you?"

"It's okay, let's go!"

Leaving now?

Even Li Qingyao had a strange look on his face when he saw Jiang Chen sitting for two hours outside the giant stone forest, then standing up to leave.

"Tch, it's not because we can't break the formation that we're not ready to save people!"

Someone in the Li family's team whispered.

"Let's go, the people inside don't want to come out, let's find other people to join us first!"

Jiang Chen glanced at the boy who spoke, "Grandson, I will remember you!"

When Li Qingyao saw that Jiang Chen didn't insist anymore, he naturally didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Anyway, there was no life-threatening danger in the giant stone forest.

The group of people flew towards the depths of the Yellow River secret realm under the rainbow light.

In the secret realm of the Yellow River, the Central Tiangong stands in the middle. A wide moat surrounds the Tiangong. In front of it is a vast lake, like an inland sea.

On the inner sea, there is a gorgeous purple bamboo forest, which is crystal clear, and even the bamboo leaves look like amethyst.

When Jiang Chen and the others arrived at the Central Heavenly Palace, a group of people had already gathered here.

"Jiang Chen, you're here too!"

Wearing a fiery red dress and a flame mark between her eyebrows, Huang Tiannu walked toward Jiang Chen with seductive steps. She was surrounded by four powerful demons, and the void around her body was faintly shaking.

"Princess Huang, we meet again!"

The last time the two of them met was actually not long ago, and it was from Huang Tiannu that Jiang Chen learned about the magic of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum.

Not long after Huang Tiannu came over, Long Xiaoque from the Daxia Longque clan also came over. This guy's temperament was very similar to the grandson of Beidou's Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.

He is equally unruly but upright, with an indomitable momentum.

"Jiang Chen, I heard that you defeated Jianlin in the Hidden Soldier Valley?"

Long Xiaoque asked curiously, Jiang Chen was just a young monk in the Lunhai Secret Realm two years ago. Who would have thought that now he would be able to defeat Jian Lin.

Although Long Xiaoque was proud, he thought he was not a match for the sword forest who had entered the secret realm of the Four Extremes.

"What, you want to try?"

"OK!"

After Long Xiaoque said this, a fierce aura erupted from his body, like a Kunpeng with wings spread, or like an unsheathed sword.

A Great Xia dragon bird exuding a monstrous aura grabbed Jiang Chen with one claw.

Jiang Chen took a step forward, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big thunder hand descended from the sky, as if it could hold up a dragon and bind a phoenix, pinched the Daxia dragon bird in the air, and turned it into dots of starlight with a bang.

Long Xiaoque's face turned pale, and a big thunder hand stopped above his head.

Jiang Chen smiled lightly and dismissed the thunder method.

"I'm no match for you. I didn't expect that someone like you would appear in Longhu Mountain!"

One advantage of people like Long Xiaoque is that they dare to love and hate when doing things. Whether they hate someone or like someone, they will show it.

Unlike some Lao Yin Bi, who is clearly angry and itching his teeth, but still greets them with a smile. Of course, our great and upright Mr. Jiang is definitely not included here.

"Hahahaha, Long Xiaoque, I've told you, but you still want to try it, what do you think? You must be shocked!"

Huang Tiannu was smiling with her flowers in full bloom, her fiery red dress dancing in the wind.

"Hmph, we monks should have the ambition to reach the top, so what can we do if we are ahead for a moment!"

Long Xiaoque raised his head rebelliously. He admitted that Jiang Chen was stronger than him now, but that didn't mean that he couldn't catch up in the future.

Whether it is him, Huang Tiannu, or Zhang Qingyang, they all have aspirations to reach the clouds and want to imitate the ancient sages and travel to the stars to witness the vast world.

"That's right. How can monks like us lose the fighting spirit of cultivation just because of temporary gains and losses? If we really want to do this, facing the senior masters of the sect, we will just drink the sword and forget it!"
Chapter completed!