Wrath of the Immortal

"Can this kid really take Qin Muxue in?"

Han Youcai and others all had this thought in their minds.

Everyone held their breath and stared, wanting to see what the result would be?

Xiao Chen came to the light curtain, suddenly slapped the storage bag on his waist, and took out a handful of spirit stones.

He threw the spirit stones casually, and after landing, a formation suddenly appeared.

As soon as the formation showed its power, cracks appeared on the spirit stones, and it was about to collapse.

Just at the moment of collapse, Xiao Chen's mind moved, suppressing Qin Muxue's cultivation to the Qi Refining Stage.

At the same time, Xiao Chen's cultivation also reached the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

The two figures flashed, drilled into the light curtain, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The Twelve Dutianmen Formation arranged by Xiao Chen also collapsed and dissipated in an instant.

"Damn it, it's this formation again! Ah! My Soul-Separating Cone..."

Liu Haoran looked at Xiao Chen before he disappeared and took away his magic weapon, and he was furious.

The Soul-Separation Cone, his dearest treasure, was snatched away right under his nose.

Liu Haoran secretly vowed that no matter what the cost, he must kill Xiao Chen.

"Do you see what kind of formation this is?"

Han Youcai was moved and asked everyone.

He also wanted to enter the Taihao Ruins and get a great fortune.

"This formation is unheard of. How did the kid learn it?"

Wei Zhiheng frowned and said thoughtfully.

"Don't worry about how he learned it. The Taihao Ruins are open, let the disciples go in!"

An unknown ancestor shouted in the crowd.

Qi Refining disciples from various sects swarmed in, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

"Zhang Quan, after you enter, no matter what the cost, you must kill the two traitors."

Liu Haoran's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said sternly to Zhang Quan and others.

"Disciple understands!"

Zhang Quan responded and led the Qiyun Sect disciples into the Taihao Ruins.

The other sects issued similar orders.

If they encounter Xiao Chen and Qin Muxue, they must be killed no matter what means are used.

Only when these two people die, the despicable behavior of everyone will not be made public.

On the surface, the disciples of each sect share the same hatred.

Entering the Taihao Ruins, it is not so harmonious.

Disciples of various sects fight each other for magic weapons and elixirs, and for their own interests.

The ugly side of the world of immortal cultivation is fully displayed.

Xiao Chen entered the Taihao Ruins, without time to look more, and went straight to a safe place.

Not long after, the two came to a mountain.

Xiao Chen sacrificed a small bronze sword, opened a cave, and entered the cave with Qin Muxue in his arms.

Qin Muxue's injuries were too serious. Xiao Chen held the beauty in his arms and continuously input spiritual power.

I don’t know how long it took, Qin Muxue’s pale face improved, and she woke up faintly from a coma.

"Where is this?"

Qin Muxue blushed when she saw herself in Xiao Chen's arms, and asked in a low voice.

"Taihao Ruins!"

Xiao Chen replied.

"Ah! Are we really in?"

Qin Muxue was smart, and in a blink of an eye, she knew what method Xiao Chen used.

Thinking of Xiao Chen saving her again, Qin Muxue was indescribably moved.

"Thank you, Xiao Chen!"

After Qin Muxue said this, she left Xiao Chen's arms, took out the futon, and sat cross-legged to practice.

As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a sixty-year period of practice.

Time passed quickly, and more than three months passed in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Chen didn't know the situation outside, and he was always practicing.

After this period of practice, his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building was completely stable.

On the other side, Qin Muxue's injuries recovered, but his cultivation fell to the late stage of early Jindan.

Although there is only a small gap between the late stage of Jindan and the great perfection, the strength is very different.

After waking up, the two looked at each other, and no one spoke. They walked out of the cave at the same time.

After being here for so long, we should go out and take a look.

What is the mystery of Taihao Ruins?

What a great fortune the first casual cultivator who entered this place back then had.

In the northwest, in an inconspicuous valley, a group of Qi Refining disciples gathered here.

The clothes on everyone were covered with blood, which showed that a fierce battle had just taken place.

The clothes of these people were embroidered with the logo of Qiyun Sect, and they were all disciples of the same sect.

Except for Liu Kai who was killed by Xiao Chen before, there were nine disciples, not one less.

Yes, there were indeed nine people, and Wang Shun was also in the crowd.

Not long after everyone entered the ruins, they met Wang Shun who was chased by the disciples of Longhumen.

Zhang Quan still had a conscience and did not listen to Liu Haoran's words, and decided to save Wang Shun.

For this reason, he led the disciples of Qiyun Sect to fight with the people of Longhumen.

Although he won a tragic victory, he was also seriously injured.

Zhang Quan's face turned pale. He looked at the people around him. Just as he was about to speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Big Brother, how are you?"

Everyone looked worried and asked hurriedly.

"I'm fine. Let's recover our spiritual power first. There will be a fierce battle later."

Zhang Quan waved his hand, took out the pill from the storage bag, and swallowed it.

Among the crowd, Wang Shun was the most seriously injured, and his entire sternum had collapsed.

If Zhang Quan hadn't appeared in time and helped, he would have been killed on the spot.

"The bastards from Longhu Mountain are treacherous and even kill their own people!"

Wang Xu was originally hot-tempered, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth.

"There are no one here. Recover your spiritual power first, and then make plans for the next step."

Zhang Quan glared at Wang Xu and signaled him not to get excited.

Wang Xu waved his sleeves in frustration, took out the elixir, and sat down cross-legged.

Outside the valley, in a dense forest, the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Sect gathered here.

"Big Brother, why don't you attack in one go and kill all these bastards."

Guo Dongye, a disciple of Dragon and Tiger Sect, looked at the direction of the valley with a cold look in his eyes.

"Do you think I don't want to attack? These people are not weak. If there is a bloody battle, the casualties will be too great."

Song Xizhe said with a solemn face.

"Could it be that we have been waiting here until they come out?"

Guo Dongye curled his lips. He felt that this approach was stupid and no different from waiting for the rabbit to come out.

"Don't worry, wait until their patience is exhausted, and then we can take action."

Song Xizhe gave Guo Dongyue a look of not worrying, and told everyone the countermeasures.

Seven days later, night fell.

Song Xizhe took the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Sect and flew quietly into the valley.

Zhang Quan was well prepared.

As soon as the disciples of both sides met, shouts of killing rose up, and all of them showed their best skills.

The crowd killed each other until the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and blood flowed like a river. Many people died in the battle.

Wang Shun had the lowest cultivation level, and he was beaten to a bloody mess, with only one breath left.

"Waste, you can die now..."

Guo Dongye sneered, and controlled the flying sword to kill Wang Shun.

At this time, Xiao Chen and Qin Muxue came nearby.

The two saw the flashing light not far away, and the faint shouts of killing came, and subconsciously looked up.

Xiao Chen found a familiar figure in the crowd, and his face immediately sank.

He took a step, and heard the sound of wind, and turned into a stunning ray of light that broke through the air and left.

Qin Muxue knew that Xiao Chen valued friendship and loyalty, and without thinking, she quickly followed him.