"Dragon Ball?"

The moment he saw the white bead, the Painted Skin Demon standing next to him changed his expression. Zhu Chungang's breathing also became heavier, and his eyes turned red as he looked at the bead.

Chen Luo has never used Dragon Balls.

But he knew that this thing was very valuable. Something that could make the four great gods of Dao Sect's Silent Valley turn against each other and snatch it must be extraordinary. After getting this thing, he tried many ways to use it, and finally it was Brother Changqing who "thought" out a way to use it.

Draw power from the dragon balls and transform into a dragon for a short period of time.

This power, Chen Luo named it

'Transform into a dragon.'

Chen Luo had no idea how powerful the dragon transformation was, and he had never had the chance to try it before.

When he was in the Southern Region, Chen Luo had acquired a magical power called "Transformation into a Demon". When he used this magical power, he could call upon the external brain on his body to transform himself into the form of a demon. He had used the form of the "Peng Bird Demon Saint" before, and had also tried the dragon form several times. When he was in the Dragon Tomb, he picked up a stone dragon's brain.

Therefore, the ability to transform into a dragon did not have much appeal to Chen Luo.

But now judging from the reactions of Painted Skin and Zhu Chungang, Dragon Ball's "transformation into a dragon" might not be what he imagined.

"Would you like to exchange the dragon ball in your hand?"

Zhu Chungang opened his mouth to ask, even though he knew it was impossible, he couldn't help it.

As a demon, he knows the value of dragon balls better than anyone else. In the eyes of some dragon demons, the value of dragon balls is equivalent to "Tao". Because they can obtain the inheritance of dead real dragons from dragon balls! Although Zhu Chungang is not a dragon, he also has the means to use dragon balls.

"What do you want in exchange?"

"Whereabouts of the wick!"

Chen Luo had heard Painted Skin Demon mention it before, saying that it was the greatest adventure that Zhu Chungang and his brothers had experienced in their previous life.

The "Tao" represents the essence of Taoism.

"No."

Chen Luo grinned, thinking that Lao Zhu wanted to recruit him as a free thug.

He has already repaid the favor of spreading the Dharma, so if he wants to discuss cooperation again, he must show sincerity.

Putting the dragon ball aside, Chen Luo continued to take things out of the gourd.

This time, the Painted Skin Demon and Zhu Chungang's attention were drawn to it. As they watched, Chen Luo took out the fourth item.

An old bell.

There is still some rust on the edge. This thing was snatched by Chen Luo from the boss of Silent Valley and has not been used yet.

As soon as they left the cave gourd, the bell made a crisp sound. As the two watched, a circle of gray-white ripples centered on the bell in Chen Luo's hand swung, and a vague demon shadow flashed through the ripples, like a mirage.

"The Secret Treasure of the Divine Soul?!"

It would be fine if he only had a spirit weapon-level soul flag, but now he also has the secret treasure of the soul in his hand. Isn’t this guy a physical cultivator?

Painted Skin Demon felt something was wrong. He found that he seemed to have misjudged Chen Luo's strength. His original plan was to let Chen Luo help him hold Xingyun back while he went to Yinyang Pond to get something. After the things were taken out, the three of them would separate and escape. In the whole plan, the three of them were in a weak position, like three little mice being chased by Xingyun. But now it seems that only he and Zhu Chungang are little mice, and the guy in front of them is different from them.

I don't know if Xingyun can hold this person back for a while. If not, the price may have to be increased a little.

Putting down the bell, Chen Luo began to search inside the gourd again.

Nebula is too strong.

It needs to be more stable.

So he took out the fourth treasure from the cave gourd, the ninth generation Taixu Sword of the spiritual weapon level. After obtaining this thing, it had been thrown into the cave gourd to collect dust. The moment the treasured sword came out, the surrounding sword energy made the old demon and Zhu Chungang numb.

Isn't he a soul cultivator? Why is there a resonance of sword energy?

This strange feeling of familiarity reminded him of an old friend from the Tiannan Region. He had seen this person in the demon world last time, but judging from his cultivation level, he should not be the same. The person in front of him was much stronger than the one they remembered.

No matter how monstrous that person is, it is impossible for him to improve so quickly.

The state of spiritual transformation is not the same as refining qi.

Every improvement in cultivation is calculated in units of ten or one hundred years.

Putting the Taixu Sword behind him, Chen Luo continued to search and soon took out another thing.

"Did you steal Dao Zong's secret vault?"

When Chen Luo took out the fifth item, the Painted Skin Demon finally couldn't help it. You have this strength, is it necessary to be so cautious! Although Xingyun has the help of the Dao Stone, his own strength is still in the middle stage of the Spiritualization. As long as he can contend with the Dao Stone, Xingyun is just a puddle of mud that can be stepped on at will.

"We can only take some risks."

Chen Luo put away the Dongtian Gourd and put it around his waist.

This thing is the sixth secret treasure. If the previous five ones can’t hold up, the gourd can still save your life at the critical moment.

"You guys should wait for the right opportunity to strike."

Chen Luo leaped lightly, and the aura on his body strangely faded, and his body became transparent. In the eyes of Painted Skin Old Devil and Zhu Chungang, a living person turned into a strange crow. The aura was exactly the same as the crows that appeared in the surrounding valleys, and it was impossible to detect it without careful observation.

As the two men watched, Chen Luo, transformed into a crow, flew through the woods and towards the nebula.

The angle is exactly the back of Nebula's head.

A sneak attack?

"who?!"

Xingyun finally sensed something was wrong, and he suddenly raised his hand and slapped the crow behind him. His bloody hand formed a wave, rolling more than ten meters high. The surrounding air seemed to be paused, becoming sticky and emitting a layer of blood.

It is impossible for a normal crow to get so close before being discovered, so Nebula’s first attack was the strongest one.

boom!

A square chessboard suddenly appeared, and the power of the spiritual weapon broke free from the huge wave of blood and smashed through from the front, hitting Xingyun. Xingyun, who had been prepared, took out a crescent-shaped scimitar and cut it horizontally. With a crisp sound, the two forces exploded in the air.

There was a sound of "crack", and the scimitar in Xingyun's hand broke.

"Spiritual weapon?!"

Xingyun immediately recognized the chessboard and became furious.

Last time, he almost caught the Painted Skin Demon, but it was this guy who intervened and let the two escape. Unexpectedly, after many days, this guy came to him again. Without any hesitation, Xingyun spread his palms and the round Dao Stone flew out of his body.

hold head high!!

A high-pitched dragon roar exploded, and the strange sound of silver bells mixed in. The light blue mist forcibly expelled the formation that Xingyun had released before with a stronger attitude, and changed all the spiritual energy in the valley area into water-attributed spiritual energy.

The fog came out of nowhere.

The movements of Xingyun's hands were strangely slowed down by half a beat due to the ringing of the bell.

Phew!

One dragon claw pierced through the blood mist, and the other claw pinched Xingyun's upper body.

The claws covered with dragon scales squeezed hard, and the nebula in the hand was crushed like an egg, and blood splattered everywhere.

"ah!!"

Screams were heard.

Xing Yun, who practiced the 'Corpse Blood Magic', was actually injured by the power of the dragon claw. Nearly one-third of the blood that exploded was burned into gas by the power of the dragon claw, leaving only two-thirds flowing back into the blood pool.

Before Xingyun could crawl out of the blood pool, a green sword energy slashed down diagonally.

The sword cultivator!

'There are helpers! ! '

Nebula felt the threat of death.

He didn't expect that his junior brother had such a wide network of contacts and found so many strong people to besiege him at one time. In addition to the first old opponent who used the chessboard, there was also a demon dragon and a sword cultivator.

There might be a fourth person, the spiritual monk who used the bell to influence him.

Woohoo

A jet of black water swept down from the sky, and the cold ghost wind made Xingyun shudder. He saw densely packed ghosts rolling down from above, the number was close to a thousand, especially the leader of the evil spirits, whose old face was full of hideousness and distortion.

"Anyone else?"

The sword energy fell first.

boom!!

The nebula and the water below were all hit by the sword energy. The destructive sword energy spread everywhere, and bamboo-like pale white light burst out. The nebula's body, which had been reorganized, was cut into countless pieces again. The core of the nebula, which was wrapped with the Dao Stone, drilled to the side. Before it could respond, a translucent head emerged from the blood.

It’s the evil spirit that’s rushing in the front.

"etc!"

boom!!

The circular force exploded, and the embarrassed Nebula was completely swept up by this force. Anyone who saw this kind of madman who would self-destruct at the slightest disagreement would be terrified.

The power mixed with the dragon ball's water vapor and sword energy. It swept over like a wave, and the land around Yin Yang Pond, which was stained with blood by the nebula, instantly changed its color. The true method was reversed, and the blood color faded, leaving only three colors: green, blue, and gray.

Chen Luo stepped down in mid-air.

The rich power swirled and swirled, and the whole person returned from dragon form to human form. Several superimposed and twisted true power surrounded him, and was collected little by little, and finally returned to his body. The valley became quiet again, but the landform changed again. The circular pool of water was turned into a lake, and water flowed everywhere.

"Hurry up, I can't delay for long."

Chen Luo stood on the water and turned around and said something to the two of them.

The Painted Skin Demon and Zhu Chungang stared blankly at the blood wriggling not far away and swallowed subconsciously.

There's no need to delay this, right?

"Walk!"

The Painted Skin Demon gritted his teeth and rushed into the pool.

The plan has already begun, so there is no chance to stop halfway. I can only look for something first, and other things can be dealt with later. I just hope this person won't ask for too much.

"Where are the others? Why don't they dare to come out if they dare to launch a sneak attack?!"

The blood was wriggling and Nebula's voice was heard.

He reassembled his body with a pale face, trying to call upon the Dao Stone in his body. But before he could activate it, Chen Luo, holding the chessboard, smashed it down again. There was a muffled "bang", blood splashed everywhere, and the nebula that had just emerged was smashed again.

I have to say that his 'Corpse Blood Magic Skill' is indeed unique.

In terms of saving lives, it is stronger than any other technique Chen Luo has ever seen. In the Spiritual Transformation Realm, Chen Luo is willing to call Xingyun the "number one in saving lives"! (End of this chapter)