Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Chapter 167 Harvest, withered bones in the inner palace.

Stud is a kind of wisdom.

In this secret realm, Yi Chen didn't have any worries. After seeing the ancestor of the Ling family, he directly used his strongest posture to kill the ancestor of the Ling family.

Now that the ancestor of the Ling family is dead, Yi Chen naturally no longer needs to maintain the form of the True Yang Soul. He dissipates the Soul, revealing his true form, standing with a sword, slightly out of breath, but a trace of joy can't help but appear on his face.

"Including the big dog guarding the door, I didn't expect that a thousand crimson dots would be recorded this time."

"The ancestor of the Ling family is really generous and philanthropic. What a beast."

Some people's death will make greater contributions than they have made in their lifetime.

Looking at the prompt information coming from his retina, Yi Chen couldn't help but grin.

If we dig deeper this time, it turns out that he was able to kill the ancestor of the Ling family with one sword by chance. He took advantage of the critical moment of someone else's promotion and used his own trump card to interrupt him, otherwise he would not have been able to win like this. easy.

But winning is winning and losing is losing.

Looking at the balance of crimson dots on the light screen panel, 2686 points, a trace of desire crept into Yi Chen's eyes.

In today's world of great strife, there are wolves in front of us and tigers in the back. The Yan family is nearby, the underworld is a little further away, and the changes in the world are even further away. One by one, Yi Chen is forced to move forward. .

"Not enough, still not enough."

"It's a pity that even with all my methods, I'm still not as good as Lord Chiyan."

Thinking of the incomparably majestic man holding the Iron-Blooded War Flag, Yi Chen felt extremely ashamed at this moment.

With just one move, Commander Chiyan easily beat Zhu Buqun, who was at the fourth level of the real world, into a dead dog and captured him alive.

Although the ancestor of the Ling family whose promotion was interrupted by Yi Chen was a little stronger than Zhu Buqun at the time, he had to use all his methods to fight with Ling Laogou for several seconds before winning.

Compared with the relaxed and freehand style of the Red Flame Army Commander, he was still far behind.

The most important thing for people is to recognize themselves.

It's not as good as it is. You can lie to others, but don't lie to yourself.

However, at this time, instead of feeling depressed at all, Yi Chen felt filled with great pride.

Beyond the peaks, seeing all kinds of scenery in the world, seeing all the secrets of the world, standing side by side with those righteous kings and evil heroes inside and outside the mountains and seas, or even surpassing them, isn't this what he is striving for?

"There are still 1,400 points left to advance to the eleventh level of the Pure Yang Dragon and Tiger Yuansheng True Skill."

"I hope I can collect this amount of crimson dots before returning to Hidden Dragon Temple. This will be safe."

"However, this battle has also exposed another shortcoming of mine, which is my insufficient detection ability. After my Pure Yang Dragon and Tiger Yuansheng True Skill breaks through the eleventh level, I will start to improve the Yin Yang Cave Divine Eye Technique."

Yi Chen's thoughts were spinning all over the place, and while resting with his sword, his mind was still spinning, planning for the future.

The Yin-Yang Cave Divine Eye Technique is an extremely miraculous skill. It was created by Zhang Jishi, the previous generation's master, with great efforts and high intentions. However, because he was temporarily lacking in strength before, he put this miraculous skill on hold.

After his true skill breaks through the eleventh level, he can relax a little and increase the priority of the Yin-Yang Cave Divine Eye Technique.

The previous Yin-Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique had achieved great success when he was still young. He relied on the power of this Pupil Technique many times to understand other people's plots in advance and take the initiative.

It's a pity that as his strength has improved, his enemies have become stronger one by one. The current Yin-Yang Cave Divine Eye Technique can no longer keep up with the version, and improvement is imminent.

After killing the ancestor of the Ling family, Yi Chen had some confidence in his own strength. Now that he was at full power, he was estimated to be able to kill at the sixth level of an ordinary real person.

If the pure power of the Pure Yang Dragon Tiger Yuan Sheng breaks through to the eleventh level, it is estimated that even if it is not as good as the Red Flame Army Master, it will not be far away. At that time, he can relax a little.

With constant calculation in his mind, Yi Chen's joy at just harvesting a massive amount of crimson dots slowly subsided.

He found that the more he earned the crimson dot, the bigger the gap became...

The more you earn, the more you spend.

Yi Chen, who noticed the subtle changes in his emotions, couldn't help but laugh alone.

"It's so heartless that snakes swallow elephants. If I could earn so many crimson dots in one wave before, I would wake up laughing in my dreams~"

"Still too full..."

"You have to eat your food one bite at a time. Set a small goal first, and then surpass the leader of the Red Flame Army."

Yi Chen, who was no longer entangled, came to the body of the ancestor of the Ling family with the Dragon-Slaying Sword. He gently pulled the Dragon-Slaying Sword and found no foreign objects on the body, not even a storage ring.

"Hey, old dog, he's pretty good at hiding~"

Yi Chen spat at the corpse of the ancestor of the Ling family, then flicked his finger, and a bit of pale golden fire fell on the corpse, instantly burning it to ashes.

After doing all this, Yi Chen started wandering around the main hall.

In line with the principle of come what comes, Yi Chen scraped off the gold plating on the pillars in the hall.

The white jade plate on top of the altar is also a good thing. It is also engraved with the geographical outline of the mountains and rivers of the Dai Viet Dynasty. It is excellent even as a decoration. This object is obviously destined to his Yinlong Temple and he took it away.

There was also a luminous pearl inlaid in the palace. Yi Chen found it very attractive and pried it off.

Arriving at the edge of the mercury pool, Yi Chen lightly stomped one foot, and mercury suddenly rose up all over the sky, revealing the corpses underneath.

Different from the corpses piled up randomly in the main hall, these corpses under the mercury pool were dressed in rich or noble clothes, with jewelry on their finger bones, and some were also wearing armor. Two of them had not even been completely corroded.

Yi Chen thought for a moment, took a shot with his big hand, and immediately put the two corpses into the storage ring.

If what he expected was correct, the person soaking in the mercury pool was the filial son and grandson of the ancestor of the Ling family.

The scene in this scene, combined with the white flags and congratulations he arranged for himself, has an indescribable irony.

Maybe the more something is lacking, the more something needs to be revealed?

The mercury fell all over the sky and merged into the mercury pool, covering the bones at the bottom of the pool.

Yi Chen came to the pile of bones in the main hall and sighed softly. These bones piled haphazardly in the corner of the main hall should be the consumables used by the ancestors of the Ling family to practice evil arts.

No one knew their lives, and they died inexplicably in this hall.

Pale golden fire sprinkled like fireflies, igniting a raging fire.

The golden flames reflected Yi Chen's face, and he closed his eyes and silently recited the rebirth mantra.

"The Supreme Lord's decree transcends your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and I will be blessed by you in all your lives.

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The order is given to save the people, and the people who are waiting for it are saved. The people who are waiting for the order are saved, and the people are saved. "

After three times, Yi Chen collected the ashes of the victims and walked towards the inner hall.

Pushing open the door behind the altar, Yi Chen's pupils suddenly shrank at the sight he saw.

In an extremely empty hall, an extremely huge golden ritual rail was carved on the ground. A skeletal giant more than ten meters high lay in the center of the ritual rail. He had obviously been dead for a long time.

With Yi Chen's knowledge, he could only recognize that this was a complex magic circle that suppressed demons, sealed them, and absorbed energy.