Chapter six hundred and ninety seventh forced out of the secret
After the words fell, an old man appeared out of thin air in the secret room.
This old man is of medium build, with pure white hair, and a square face full of majesty.
However, his expression was calm and he seemed to have no ill intentions. He glanced lightly at Xia Chen.
Xia Chen was startled, and immediately felt like his whole body was being penetrated, and his whole body felt cold.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and another figure appeared in the secret room.
This man looked like a young man, wearing a spotless green robe. His face was quite handsome, but his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life. He was obviously an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years.
He also looked at Xia Chen slightly, with a slight surprise in his eyes, and said to Zuo Juwei: "Is this the junior who completed the Holy Fire Order of the Thirteenth Generation Alliance Leader? You really can't judge a person by his appearance."
Xia Chen's face turned pale, and his heart sank completely.
He didn't know these two people, but when they appeared here, he could easily guess their identities.
Zuo Juwei nodded, looked at Xia Chen and said: "You must have guessed who they are, but let me introduce them. They are the only two seventh-level elders in the alliance, Zhang Xianfeng and Yue Chunyang.
The seventh-level elders live in seclusion all the year round and rarely show their true colors to others. Even the deputy alliance leaders rarely see them. You should be deeply honored to see them two."
The old man Zhang Xianfeng and the young man Yue Chunyang nodded to Xia Chen, showing kind smiles, as if friendly elders saw their beloved junior.
Xia Chen couldn't say a word, thinking that I would rather not have this kind of honor.
Zhang Xianfeng said: "This guy has an ordinary face and bones. It stands to reason that even if he has practiced hard for a lifetime, it will end at the fifth level the day after tomorrow. But he has been able to rise all the way, and in just a few years he has reached the level of a monk at the sixth level of supernatural power.
It can be seen that he is blessed with great luck. It is a pity that we failed to break through the eighth level of magical power. Otherwise, if we practice the magical power of fortune, we may deprive him of one or two of his luck and bless us."
"Haha..." The young man Yue Chunyang smiled slightly when he heard this, "Xianfeng, don't be too greedy. As the saying goes, too much will overflow. It is already a great opportunity for us to get the inheritance of the thirteenth generation leader. Everything else is
It’s just a matter of chance.”
Zhang Xianfeng smiled shamefully: "Zhen Yang is right, I don't have enough meditation skills, and I am indeed a bit greedy."
Xia Chen's face turned pale: "You want to deprive me of the Holy Fire inheritance of the thirteenth generation leader?"
The three of them nodded, but did not deny it. There was no trace of guilt on their faces, as if it was a matter of course.
Zuo Juwei chuckled: "Otherwise, why do you think Elder Zhang and Elder Yue would work with me to suppress the backlash of the Holy Fire? What else do you have in your body that is worth taking action from a seventh-level elder? Of course, there should be other secrets in your mind, including Tian Lan's.
The memories of Saint Zong Tianlan. These are very good, I will make you spit them out one by one."
Xia Chen was so angry that he couldn't help but tremble all over: "I paid for the inheritance of the thirteenth generation alliance leader with my life, and I have made great contributions to the alliance by retrieving the Nine-turn Linglong Tower. It's okay if you don't grant me a title.
, as the leader of the alliance and a seventh-level elder. If you want to deprive me of the inheritance of a junior, your conscience will be eaten by dogs? Are you still shameless?"
He scolded him terribly, but the three of them were very good at cultivating qi, so they didn't get angry. Instead, they looked at him with pity.
Zhang Xianfeng smiled faintly: "If scolding makes you feel better, then just scold me. If the world insults me, slanders me, bullies me, and beats me, let him leave it alone. What will happen if we see each other in ten years?" , it’s just a passing cloud.”
Zuo Juwei and Yue Chunyang's eyes lit up and they praised in unison: "Brother Zhang is in such a good state!"
Xia Chen was trembling all over. A person who could be so shameless was considered a loser.
Thoughts were racing in his mind, trying to find a way to escape, but he had tried various methods, but none of them were feasible.
In the face of the absolute disparity in strength, any strategy seems so feeble.
A seventh-level magical monk can easily crush him to death, let alone three of them, let alone in someone else's territory.
What to do? What to do? Xia Chen's heart kept sinking, but there was nothing he could do.
"There's no need to think of a way to escape, it's useless." Zuo Juwei seemed to have noticed his thoughts, and said calmly, waving to him.
Xia Chen stiffened and immediately flew towards him involuntarily.
Zuo Juwei pulled him closer and placed his palm on the top of Xia Chen's head. A soft but irresistible powerful force instantly penetrated his body, imprisoning Xia Chen.
"Brother Zhang, Brother Yue, after this junior completes the Holy Fire Order, the Holy Fire inheritance will be integrated with him. It is still a bit troublesome to take it out completely. Moreover, he has other major secrets. Let's simply force him out together. The two of us will Please give me a helping hand!" Zuo Juwei said with a slightly solemn expression.
"Okay!" Zhang Xianfeng and Yue Chunyang walked up with solemn expressions, each placing a palm on Xia Chen's chest and back.
"Get up!" Zuo Juwei shouted.
The light under his palm surged into Xia Chen's head.
Zhang Xianfeng and Yue Chunyang's hands also emitted intense white light, pouring into Xia Chen's body.
Then, the three of them slowly stepped back, but the light in their hands did not disappear. Instead, it stretched longer and longer, with one end held in their palms and the other end submerged into Xia Chen's body.
Xia Chen was imprisoned, not to mention moving, and even his expression did not change at all. Only the slight look of pain in his eyes showed his true feelings now.
The power of three seventh-level magical monks poured into his body, and it was like three streams of hot magma, completely melting him.
As the three people retreated, Xia Chen stayed still, and then slowly floated up, his whole body magnified in light.
I don’t know what kind of magical power Zuo Ju used for the three of them. Under the illumination of three rays of light, his clothes took off and his body slowly became transparent. Each bone clearly flashed out, followed by internal organs, blood vessels, and muscle fibers. …
It was so transparent that it reached the Dantian in the abdomen, and a majestic Five Elements Formation appeared looming.
That was Xia Chen's original mind-forbidden five-element formation. Under the magical power exerted by the three elders, it was revealed in every detail.
However, the cornucopia in the Dantian did not appear. This mysterious treasure seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace of its existence.
The three of them all let out a sigh of surprise, obviously surprised by the Five Elements Formation that appeared in Xia Chen's body.
Zhang Xianfeng squinted his eyes and said: "It is a very exquisite forbidden formation, which is equivalent to artificially created strange meridians. It absorbs the vitality of the world at least ten times faster than that of a normal monk. No wonder, no wonder this guy's cultivation has advanced so quickly."
Yue Chunyang nodded in agreement: "Yes, and this restraint method is very magical. It is completely different from the current sense of restraint. It seems that this boy does have a big secret."
Zuo Juwei smiled and said: "The more secrets this junior has, the better it will be for us."
"Haha..." All three of them smiled happily.
At this time, the light slowly moved upward and turned to Xia Chen's head.
However, Xia Chen's head did not become clear like other parts of his body. Instead, it became very blurry, like a grotesque abstract painting, full of meaningless fragments.
A weak flame loomed in Xia Chen Niwan Palace, which seemed very unclear, but it was the only thing that could be seen clearly in Xia Chen's head. It was the inheritance of the holy fire of the thirteenth generation leader.
When the three of them saw this, they frowned slightly, but none of them said anything. Instead, they increased their intensity, and the rays of light became brighter and converged towards Xia Chen's head again.
Xia Chen's eyes protruded, his face was slightly distorted, and the pain in his eyes became extremely sharp and indescribable.
This was the reason why the three seventh-level monks used their supreme magical powers to forcibly force out all the secrets in his body and memory. It was like holding a scalpel and dissecting the body bit by bit. The process was naturally full of unbearable pain.
It's just that it's easy to force out the secrets in the body, but it's not so easy to hide the secrets in the consciousness.
Although Zuo Juwei and the other three were all powerful at the seventh level of supernatural power and gods-like beings, they met no one else but Xia Chen.
Since the beginning of his practice, the young man has gone through countless trials of life and death, and his nerves and will have been tempered many times. Not only does he possess the great ambition and perseverance to never become a Buddha until hell is empty, but he is also a top-notch person with a strong will.
Even with the most exquisite magical power, as long as Xia Chen guards his mind, it is almost impossible to extract his memory. Unless his entire consciousness space is shattered, but that is equivalent to destroying all the secrets together.
After a while, Xia Chen's eyes seemed to be on fire, his face turned red, and there were faint lines of blood flowing from his seven orifices, but instead of becoming transparent, his mind became increasingly blurry.
Click, click, click... There was a cracking sound in his mind, as if he was about to be unable to withstand the magical power and burst completely.
Seeing this scene, the faces of Zuo Juwei and the others suddenly became ugly, and they had no choice but to slow down their light.
The fire in Xia Chen's eyes gradually subsided, and the flush on his face gradually faded away. Although it was still painful, it was much better than before.
Zhang Xianfeng frowned and said: "Is this kid still conscious? After being imprisoned by us, he should have stopped thinking. How come the power to protect his mind is still so strong?"
Yue Chunyang thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "The consciousness must be gone, but every monk has instinctive protective power. This part of the power cannot be imprisoned, and generally there is no need to imprison it, because it is very weak, but this man has extremely powerful
People with perseverance cannot always judge them."
Zuo Juwei didn't speak, but he frowned and looked at Xia Chen thoughtfully.
Zhang Xianfeng asked: "Then what should we do? The magical power and secret technique just now has reached the limit of this child's load. If we apply more force, he will be completely destroyed. Not to mention those secrets, even the thirteenth generation alliance leader
The inheritance will also collapse together."
Yue Chunyang smiled bitterly, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "There is no way to use magical powers and secret techniques to force out the secret. It is better to use the lowest method to wake him up and torture him..."
Before he finished speaking, Zuo Juwei and Zhang Xianfeng both shook their heads.