Chen Luo stood by and observed the strength of the two newly-formed corpse puppets.
The overall performance is pretty good.
The biggest advantage is that they are fearless and brave. No matter who they are, they will find it extremely difficult to meet such an enemy who can only attack but not defend. The most important thing is that the corpse is full of corpse poison, and they will be injured if they touch it, and die if they touch it.
The corpse poison on the body of a Hedao-level corpse refiner is even more exaggerated. Unless you are a poison cultivator who specializes in poison cultivation, anyone who sees it will have a headache.
The dust cleared, and the two corpses had more scars on their surfaces. The clothes of the headmaster Chunyang and Xilou were also tattered, and their auras fluctuated. The two had never thought that they could not even deal with the corpse puppets in each other's hands even though they tried their best. If the real bodies attacked together, wouldn't they be doomed? !
"There's something wrong with these two refined corpses. They have the aura of living people on them, which can block my path."
"Find the real body first."
Both of them were cultivators who were proficient in fighting techniques, and they quickly discovered the problem with the two corpse puppets in front of them.
“Found it!”
Xi Lou's spirits lifted.
He didn't expect Chen Luo to be so arrogant. He just watched from a distance. Although he used his magical powers to hide his whereabouts, there were always ways to detect it.
There are countless strange and wonderful methods in the world of cultivating immortals, and Xilou happens to know one of them.
"Purple Talisman!"
Xilou took out a purple talisman from the storage bag. This talisman was one of the three talismans given to Xixing by the ancestor when he went down the mountain. It contained a trace of the power of a magic weapon.
"Don't you want to see the immortal weapon? I will fulfill your wish."
After integrating the spiritual power, the entire talisman paper began to burn.
Xi Lou waved his sleeves and controlled the talisman paper to fly into the sky. The surface of the talisman paper lit up with vermilion flames. The spiritual flame lit up, and a huge bronze bell appeared in the sky. Indistinctly, a hazy shadow appeared next to the bronze bell, and the man clenched his right fist and smashed the bronze bell shadow fiercely.
Boom!
The sound waves did not spread out, but stagnated around the bronze bell, transforming into various strange magical instruments, including swords, spears, halberds, swords, forks, and axes.
These forces hovered in the air for a moment, and then exploded. Magical instruments of various shapes scattered in all directions, and nearly two-thirds of the phantoms of the magical instruments rushed towards Chen Luo. The entire sky was covered by this force, the spiritual energy was sucked out, the magic power and magical powers were all stripped away, and even the "Tao" was isolated. A new energy appeared above the void.
The spirit of immortality!
These auras are colorful and beautiful, but the energy contained in them is deadly.
Chen Luo had read a story in which the protagonist went to the fairyland through a special method, inhaled and exhaled the spirit of the fairy in his mortal body, and then made rapid progress in his cultivation, and finally returned to the lower world to show off and get slapped in the face.
But only when I really came into contact with Chen Luo did I realize how ridiculous this was.
The more powerful the force, the more destructive it will be. For mortals without spiritual roots, spiritual energy is a high-level energy that they cannot touch. There is a fairy spirit that is one level higher than spiritual energy. If you just breathe it in, you will die immediately.
The body burned and turned into dust and dissipated.
The phantom of the bronze bell transformed into a small number of phantoms of magical weapons, which exploded in all directions after losing their target and fell to the ground below.
Click.
The ground fractured, and ripple-like cracks appeared, spreading in a circle with the area where the three people were located as the center. The landforms of the snowy mountains were smashed into dozens of areas of varying sizes by these scattered virtual soldiers. Groundwater surged up from the cracks. The village where the Iron Spear Temple was located became an isolated island. The people were displaced by the attack, and it was unknown how many houses collapsed at once.
The only thing to be thankful for is that there were no casualties.
The incense and gods above the Iron Spear Temple protected everyone in the village.
The cracks extended all the way to the seashore, pushing apart the ice, allowing cold sea water to pour in and turning the area into a swamp.
The snow-capped mountains completely disappeared.
Instead, there was an inland sea, with nearly a hundred islands of various sizes floating in the middle of the endless ocean. These islands were made up of scattered fragments after the collapse of the Great Snow Mountain.
The shadow of the bronze bell in the air slowly dissipated after the sound disappeared.
Sect Leader Chunyang and Xilou stood in the sky, regaining their superior attitude.
"You actually wasted a talisman of mine. It's really not a pity to die..."
Phew!
Before Xi Lou finished speaking, he saw the "Pure Yang Sect Leader" next to him suddenly attack, his arm pierced through his body like a blade, and the cold corpse poison spread through the wound. Then he combined his palms, grabbed his soul and pulled it out.
“It’s a pity indeed.”
His face was distorted, and the head of Chunyang Sect, who was originally standing side by side with Xilou, suddenly became Chen Luo.
The other person was strolling leisurely, and even the corner of his clothes was not touched.
"The Snow Mountain Ancestor!? The one I just killed with the magic talisman... was the headmaster?"
The thought flashed through his mind. The corpse poison eroded his entire body through the wound, and this high-spirited elder of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect died here inexplicably.
"It was quite a big fuss, but unfortunately his soul was too weak, and his body was full of flaws. He was no match for Zhao Dongge, a casual cultivator."
Chen Luo grabbed the corpse and took away his brain, then went through the entire inheritance process, and after that he did not forget to bring him into the Soul Banner family.
After dealing with all these, Chen Luo looked at the place where Master Chunyang died with regret.
It's so clean that there is no residue left.
The power of the immortal weapon is indeed overbearing.
Compared with this kind of power, Chen Luo felt that the semi-immortal hammer in his hand was just a fake. Apart from the word "immortal" in its name, it had nothing to do with the immortal weapon.
“If the Upper Nine Sects all possessed immortal weapons of this level, then the Plague Beast Tribulation would never be able to end this era.”
The thousand-mile swampland beneath his feet allowed Chen Luo to come into contact with the power of immortal weapons, and also gave him a clearer understanding of the Upper Nine Sects.
No wonder that eight thousand years later in the era of Corpse Immortals, the Upper Nine Sects were still high and mighty. With such power in hand, they were inherently invincible. No matter how the outside world changed, as long as the immortals did not come out, no one could do anything to them.
'Got to keep a low profile for a while.'
Containing his breath, Chen Luo turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.
After killing two important figures this time, the Chunyang Immortal Sect would definitely not let him go. He had to escape before the other party found him.
He had already decided where to go, to the Ancient Sword Sect. With the Ancient Sword Sect, which was also one of the top nine sects, blocking the way, he didn't have to worry even if the Pure Yang Immortal Sect came with their immortal weapons.
"I feel a little sorry for Brother Jiaolong. I spent so many spiritual materials on him, but in the end, I didn't make a single pill. But there's nothing I can do about it. Refining pills is not as important as my life..."
The thought flashed through Chen Luo's mind, but was quickly put behind him.
The treacherous Snow Mountain Patriarch has been killed by the masters of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect. He is now a swordsman of the Ancient Sword Sect! He doesn't know any Dragon King.
While flying, the atmosphere in the brain changed rapidly.
When he landed on the ground, his clothes and hair accessories all changed into those of a swordsman, with two swords on his back.
One black and one white, sword energy is evident.
"Brother."
As soon as Chen Luo landed, he saw two figures flying towards him from a distance, and one of them was greeting him.
The brain that Chen Luo borrowed belongs to a fourth-generation disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, who had reached the level of a spirit being.
He is a rather introverted person and doesn't have many friends. The only people he has some friendship with are the two people in front of him.
All this information was read by Chen Luo from the obsession of the dead brain. Since he dared to choose this identity, he must have made all the necessary preparations. Sneaking into the Ancient Sword Sect to prevent disaster was only one of the purposes. Chen Luo also wanted to take a look inside the Ancient Sword Sect to see if he could find some high-level brains that died unexpectedly.
If possible, he also wanted to take a look at the Ancient Sword Sect's magic weapon.
"Why are you two here?"
Chen Luo had a smile on his face, and his expression and attitude were exactly the same as the person in his memory. Even if someone brought a magical tool to check, they would not notice anything unusual.
"The Pure Yang Immortal Sect has been a bit restless recently. The ancestor asked us to go to the Immortal Gourd Mouth to collect some information and to deal with the two plague beasts that destroyed the spiritual fields."
The two Ancient Sword Sect disciples had no doubts, as the Chen Luo in front of them looked exactly like the senior brother in their memories.
"How long will it take before the sect's formation is activated?"
The Ancient Sword Sect is not in a fixed place.
Chen Luo had heard this news a long time ago. Now that he was using this identity, he naturally had to get into the mountain gate. Only by going there could he ensure his own safety.
"Three months left."
"Brother, do you want to go on a mission with us? The reward given by the Grandmaster this time is very generous."
The two disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect did not suspect anything and even extended an invitation to Chen Luo.
"I have some important matters to deal with when I return to the mountain this time."
Chen Luo naturally couldn't go down the mountain with the two of them to complete the mission. He had killed the headmaster and elders of the Pure Yang Sect, and the hatred was too great. He had to hide in the Ancient Sword Sect as soon as possible.
“That’s a shame.”
"I was hoping that my senior brother could go with us to catch the plague beast."
Looking at the casual attitude of the two Ancient Sword Sect disciples, Chen Luo became more and more certain of his guess.
The Plague Beast was definitely not the main reason for the destruction of this era. Few of the disciples of the Upper Nine Sects who were more than four generations old took the Plague Beast seriously. Judging from the meaning behind their words, they should have known about the existence of the Plague Beast a long time ago.
"There are plenty of opportunities in the mission."
Chen Luo chatted with the two for a while, and learned some content from them that was not in his obsession, then he got up and left.
Pure Yang Immortal Sect.
Xiang Xixing looked at the two broken life cards in front of him with a face as gloomy as water.
He never expected that the two people he sent down the mountain would be killed in the blink of an eye, and even their souls could not be found after they died. (End of this chapter)
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