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Chapter 167

"Er Yao, are you saying that Huang Chen is dead? He turned into a ghost cultivator and came here?" Jiang Tang did not gloat, thinking that his enemy must die.

In this society where there is no rule of law, immortal cultivators can still cultivate immortality after death. Like these few times when ghost cultivators have done evil in the space and killed not only humans but monsters, I also feel that they are engaging in conspiracy.

Jiang Tang believed that the arrogant Huang Chen was incapable of creating a plague by forcing himself to cultivate like that.

If the person behind Huang Chen was the only person who created the plague that killed his family and villagers, then why did Huang Chen die again?

This was completely a mystery. Jiang Tang couldn't understand that his enemy was dead and yet he was right in front of him. He wanted to go out and take revenge.

At this moment, I learned that Huang Chen was dead, but instead of turning into a pile of loess, I might face him again.

Jiang Tang was very confident that if it was just Huang Chen, he would definitely have a way to kill him, but he had to find out what kind of magic weapon Huang Chen had in his pocket? It could be seen that poison and flames harm living beings.

But there was one thing he knew about Huang Chen, who was quite afraid of his Xuanming Spiritual Fire and Lianjihuo.

Jiang Tang suspected that the one Huang Chen rescued might be his master, and might be the demon they were looking for.

He couldn't sit still thinking about this, and he used the Xuanming Spiritual Fire to follow the Taoist priest who was rescued by Huang Chen.

"Daddy, mighty..." Er Yao felt that his father had begun to change, he was no longer a dumpling face, and he knew that fighting back was a good thing.

"Such a devil, even if God doesn't accept him, my father will accept him. How can he be allowed to go out and harm living beings?"

Jiang Tang gritted his teeth as he said this, and when he saw the villagers in the space aperture who had become spiritually enlightened relatives through cultivation, he couldn't help but feel angry.

If you do not avenge this hatred, you will be a son of man in vain.

Even if he was a newborn in a society governed by law in his previous life, his soul has been here for three years and has been bullied so many times by others, and his character has become much stronger.

Taoist Jindan, who was rescued by Huang Chen, looked like he was covered in blood. He immediately took handfuls of pills into his mouth, medicine to treat injuries and medicine to replenish spiritual energy. He took a breath and said:

"Apprentice, fortunately you have such a powerful magic weapon, otherwise the master would disappear in this space today."

Elder Jindan did not expect that the monsters in the Hell Palace would become so powerful after tens of millions of years. He, the person who controls the Hell Palace, was not the one who made the Hell Palace magic weapon. When he entered the magic weapon, his advantage also became

If you have a weak point, you will be attacked by powerful monsters.

But he didn't dare to leave this space. He could already sense that he couldn't get out or he would be caught if he did.

Elder Jindan could feel that the hell palace space was imprisoned by someone else's magic weapon. If he released this magic weapon, he would be caught.

Even if he dies in the magic weapon, he cannot be caught by others. Elder Jindan can feel that the righteousness of the person who catches him is his nemesis.

"Master, let's run away!" Huang Chen suddenly felt a feeling of fire. This feeling was very familiar. He had experienced it two days ago.

Before Elder Jindan knew the danger, Huang Chen took control of the magic weapon and pulled him by the collar and flew quickly underground in the hell palace.

This metal magnet magic weapon burrowed under the gray earth, flying as fast as high in the sky. Their magic weapon was fast, and the mysterious spiritual fire was also very fast. Not only did the pursuer also spit out flames, which Elder Jindan originally ate.

The wounds on my body were better after using the healing medicine, but my skin was so red from the heat of Xuan Ming Ling that I almost wanted to peel off.

"Ah!" Elder Jindan felt that the skin on his body was about to be cooked.

"Ah..." Huang Chen felt as uncomfortable as the master inside the magic weapon. The master's body was being roasted by the flames, and his soul was being roasted.

In the end, he could only repeat his old trick and turned into the river, hiding in the mud at the bottom of the river.

If the Xuanming Spiritual Fire encounters ordinary water, it cannot stop the Xuanming Spiritual Fire that already has the fire spirit. However, the Xuanming Spiritual Fire cannot penetrate the water in the river in the Hell Palace.

Feeling that the water in the river was its nemesis, the Xuanming Spiritual Fire rotated rapidly high in the river, hoping to use this method to drain the water below.

It is useless to perform this action of Xuan Ming Spiritual Fire. The Hell Palace is a magic weapon made by a certain immortal more than 10,000 years ago. Although it became a defective product after fighting, it can only retain 1% of its power. Over the years, it has been destroyed by the Golden Pill Elder.

After nourishing it with spiritual energy, it returned to 50% of its strength.

The Xuanming Spiritual Fire is only the best and rarest treasure in the world of immortality. There is a fire spirit, but it is not as good as the function of water in the Immortal Palace, the magic weapon of the Hell Palace. The water in the river flows from nowhere and where it flows.

Where.

The Xuan Ming Spiritual Fire was unable to control the water in the space inside the Hell Palace, and the fire spirit was spinning in annoyance.

"Zizzizi"

This is the sound made by the metal iron magic weapon when it meets water. The other sound is the sound made by the skin of the elder Jindan when it meets water.

The water makes a sizzling sound when it meets something hot, and thick smoke rises from above the water.

Elder Jin Dan was wet and panting, and took some medicine from the storage bag, looking at the fire above the river angrily.

"Asshole...what kind of fire is this?"

"Master, this is the Xuanming Spiritual Fire that I told you before. I wanted to seize the treasure, but I didn't expect that not only did Jiang Tang survive, but the Xuanming Spiritual Fire became even more powerful." Huang Chen said bitterly.

"What? Is it the person you killed in order to kill someone and seize the treasure? He came here again? Then how did he enter?"

Elder Jin Dan couldn't believe that a dead person appeared, but he was so powerful, and he might have powerful pets with him.

"Master, who are you asking me about? Didn't you pick up the magic weapon, Master? And since there are no loopholes, there can only be one theory. Jiang Tang has our more powerful magic weapon."

"No, we must get rid of Jiang Tang and snatch his powerful magic weapon, otherwise they will ruin our plan." Elder Jin Dan thought about the plans he wanted to make these few times, but they were ruined again and again.

I thought that even a person with such poor spiritual practice could use magic weapons to make them miserable.

"Hmph, I want to kill him too, but master, our ability is not as good as theirs now, don't you see that we are hiding here?"

"Oh, there will always be a way." Elder Jindan made a circle of light for himself, and he was surrounded by it. He cast a spell on himself, took off the clothes that had been burned by the fire, and took them from the storage bag.

Get out a set of clothes and change into them.

Elder Jindan meditated in the circle of light to restore his spiritual energy.

Huang Chen saw his master healing his wounds, and he also healed himself.

The monsters realized that the attacking enemy had been rescued. While they were searching, they suddenly felt the heat of the fire. They strolled by the water source and felt that the water in the river could dissipate the heat.

They also found flames spinning above the river. The monsters were vigilantly on guard, but they failed to sense that the flames were harmful to them.




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