Ideas are flowing and clouds are flying.

Two figures came into fierce combat without any fluctuations of magic, utilizing the purest magic power, and every move they made had the power to overturn the world.

Mr. Chen exhaled a breath that was like a flying dragon or a mountain range, lush and majestic, roaring out, full of grandeur and uprightness.

Elder Qu Mingfeng grabbed with his palm, and wisps of Hunyuan Qi flowed, like a thunderstorm, striking forward.

The two magical powers intertwined and annihilated each other, causing the empty space to distort and appear hazy.

Eventually, they all disappeared.

"You are a capable master. If we were in another place, we could sit down and discuss the truth. However, Xiao Jian's inheritance is extremely important and must not be left outside."

It is no exaggeration to say that Elder Qu Mingfeng is one of the top fighters in the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect.

It was already extremely remarkable that Mr. Chen could fight with him without losing. People with ability can always win respect.

If it was something else, not too acute, he would be happy to give up some of his interests and make friends, but Xiao Jian's secret treasure was too important, it could create a powerful bloodline, even with the size of the Immortal Sect, it could not be ignored.

"Let me see the power of the elders of Jiuxiao Xianzong."

Chen Sheng had a dull expression. Without his golden elixir, it would be difficult for him to find an opponent in the foundation-building stage.

"As you wish."

Elder Qu Mingfeng saw that Chen Sheng was very confident, and he felt heavy-hearted and a little fierce, wanting to prove his own strength and invincibility.

"One-word sword technique."

He flipped his hand and a sword appeared in his hand, about three feet long, black in color, flawless without any decorative embellishment.

With this sword, he performed a sword technique, which was also without any extra frills. The sword light was pure and shot up into the sky, like a great road coming out of nowhere and all the ways being annihilated.

The rolling sword energy and the combined power of qi and intention broke through the layers of void and went towards Chen Sheng to kill him accurately.

"Well, you're just in time."

Chen Sheng practiced the Star-Severing Sword Technique and immediately realized the power of the One-Word Sword Technique. He thought that Elder Qu Mingfeng must have put a lot of effort into it.

He seemed quite excited as if he had seen a prey. His eyes opened and gleamed with brilliance. His mind was slightly turbulent and agitated.

Unfortunately, the iron sword was being nurtured in the Black Abyss Prison, and it was not ready to be born. His magic power flowed out from his dantian, passed through his arms, and gathered on his two fingers.

The familiarity honed over countless days and nights was revealed here, and with one slash of the sword, the sky became bright, as if a starlight was descending to help, vast and unstoppable.

“Ding ding ding…”

The two sword energies met in the void, displaying their sharp edges to the fullest, as if thousands of swords were colliding repeatedly, and the sharpness that burst out in an instant pierced the earth with thousands of holes.

"Being born in an immortal sect is different after all."

Chen Sheng's current foundation is extremely profound. After three hundred years of training and cultivation, he is almost invincible among his peers. If he reaches a higher level, he can even suppress his opponents. Elder Qu Mingfeng can rival him in sword skills, which shows that he has great magical powers.

"This sword technique is simple, yet grand and unchanging. I am not as good as him in being able to practice to this level."

There were huge ripples in Elder Qu Mingfeng's heart. Chen Sheng's Star-Severing Sword Technique gave him a great shock.

This is a Taoist method similar to the One-Word Sword Technique, but the aura displayed by the opponent is far beyond his attainments.

It cannot be said that he is weaker than his opponent in his comprehension of magic, but he is indeed inferior to his opponent in sword tactics and swordsmanship.

"The third-level alchemy furnace has been dormant for many years. It is being used for the first time. It is not used to make pills, but to smash people."

Chen Sheng had no sword in his hand, so he felt uncomfortable. His eyes turned and fell on the Wuxuan furnace. He was not worried about breaking it, as the third-level magic weapon was not that fragile.

“Buzz…”

His mind moved, and the Wuxuan Furnace rose from the ground, with a dark light flowing all over it. It had a heavy aura, like an ancient iron mountain, and it suppressed Elder Qu Mingfeng.

A third-level magical weapon is naturally powerful. When it falls, the sky trembles. Layers of invisible pressure radiate out, suppressing the enemy's flesh and blood body, as well as his mind.

"Xiao Jian's alchemy furnace."

Elder Qu Mingfeng had a heavy expression on his face and felt the pressure. A revived third-level magic weapon was not so easy to deal with.

"boom"

He swung his hand and threw out a second-order star-trapping lock, which landed on the Wuxuan furnace. The other end locked the void, trying to pull it down.

I can't hold it! The third-level magic weapon was too powerful, like an ancient iron mountain, with spiritual charm inside, pulling the iron rings on the star-binding lock so hard that they were about to be deformed.

"drink"

Upon seeing this, Elder Qu Mingfeng took a step forward and actually hugged the Wuxuan Furnace with both hands. He straightened his back and all the strength and magic power in his body moved together.

The Wuxuan furnace shook, like a mountain, and he lifted it up and threw it aside.

"Whoosh whoosh"

After doing all this, Elder Qu Mingfeng was panting, his whole body was red and sweating. Even though the Star-Trapping Lock suppressed most of the power of the Wuxuan Furnace, it was still difficult to move a third-level magic weapon with magic power.

"Daoyou, you are really angry."

Mr. Chen had to admit that he was slightly shocked when Elder Qu Mingfeng shook the Wuxuan furnace just now, and he witnessed a kind of demeanor that grew stronger with age.

"My position as an elder is not inherited from my ancestors. It was not uncommon for me to kill people when I was young."

Elder Qu Mingfeng stood straight and was not bent by the Wuxuan furnace. He was even more energetic after this and found the feeling of fighting against powerful enemies when he was young.

"Then you should cherish your body even more."

Chen Sheng's magical power is powerful, not inferior to Elder Qu Mingfeng, and he has a third-level magical weapon in his hand, which can be said to be a powerful weapon. He has already greatly secured the victory.

"Hahaha……"

Elder Qu Mingfeng laughed. It was the first time he was looked down upon like this since he became the First Elder. It always felt bad.

"kill"

He raised his sword and charged forward, his aura roaring, making his grey robe rustle, no longer showing any trace of his plain and simple appearance.

Flaunt and wanton.

In an instant, he swung his sword, and streaks of sword light pressed down like heavy snow that crushed green pines.

Ding-a-ling.

Chen Sheng showed no sign of weakness. He used his fingers as a sword, and with a focused mind, he emitted a resolute sword energy that was like stars falling to the earth, with a magnificent aura.

It seemed as if the two swords were strangling each other. Geng Jin's sharp will filled the heaven and earth, and everything within ten feet became a desolate area.

"puff"

Chen Sheng and Elder Qu Mingfeng both suffered sword wounds on their bodies, and a large amount of broken sword energy shot out densely, making it impossible to defend against.

After twenty or thirty moves, the swords became less powerful and the two men finally separated from each other.

“Buzz…”

Chen Sheng didn't rest for long before he injected a magical power into the Wuxuan furnace. The artifact became powerful again and rushed towards Elder Qu Mingfeng to kill him.

The void made a sound of being unable to bear the heavy burden, rolling like thunder, as if a sacred mountain slab had smashed down from the sky, with great power.

"A third-level magical weapon! I don't have any weapon that can resist it."

Elder Qu Mingfeng's heart skipped a beat. He had tried it before and found that he could not gain any benefit by colliding head-on with this third-level alchemy furnace.

"go!"

His mind raced and he quickly made a decision. He pushed the Star-Trapping Lock to its limit and threw it out. It tightly entangled the Wuxuan Furnace and held it back halfway.

The Star-Trapping Lock had been colliding with the third-order magic weapon again and again, and it had already exceeded its limit. Dense cracks slowly appeared on the body of the weapon.

"The Secret of Qushui Refining"

Elder Qu Mingfeng's attention was not on this object, but on taking advantage of the moment when the Wuxuan Furnace was entangled and unable to intervene in the battle to determine the situation.

“Boom…”

A terrifying aura emanated from Elder Qu Mingfeng. His white hair was dancing and his grey robe was swaying violently, like a Tai Sui star god descending to earth.

As the secret technique turned, he also moved. He moved swiftly, sword in hand, with great energy and rushing towards Chen Sheng.

"Buzz"

Chen Sheng looked at the stationary Wuxuanlu, then looked at Elder Qu Mingfeng who was coming towards him with a sword in hand, and slowly sacrificed the small tower.

He did not attack his enemies, but protected himself. The small tower was placed on top of his head, and rays of light were dropped to drive away external evil.

"Another magical weapon..."

Elder Qu Mingfeng's indomitable momentum was blocked. Even though his current magic weapon was only of the second level, it was still formidable.

The power of Qushui Lianzhen Jue could not last long. Without thinking too much, he put all his energy into his palm and slapped it forward.

"boom"

The small tower trembled, and rays of bright light shattered. It lasted for perhaps two or three breaths before becoming dim and falling silent.

"Finally they got close enough."

Elder Qu Mingfeng stepped over the defense line, feeling certain in his heart that even if things were not going smoothly, he still had some confidence.

“Boom…”

at the same time.

There was a sharp light in Chen Sheng's eyes, his robe fluttered, and an elegant and celestial aura flowed through him. Behind him was an extremely surging magical power, which rose like a sun.

As early as when Elder Qu Mingfeng came to kill him, he had already been circulating the magic power in his body. He used the small tower to block it for a moment in order to dampen the enemy's momentum and also to accumulate strength.

Also, it was a wrong decision for Elder Qu Mingfeng to be so close to him.

"Vajra Formless Dharma"

If Chen Sheng didn't move, he would move like thunder. The moment Qu Mingfeng stepped into the defense line, it was the clarion call for him to counterattack.

He leaped up from the ground, like a ball of extremely violent energy, covering Elder Qu Mingfeng. Then, he launched a series of terrifying attacks, all of which were strange and came from everywhere, bombarding the opponent.

"Bang"

Elder Qu Mingfeng had planned it unintentionally, but he had not expected to encounter brutal close combat. He also overestimated his own strength, and after experiencing the obstruction of the small tower, he was no longer at his peak.

In short, before he could even swing the sword in his hand, he encountered a terrifying attack.

Between life and death, he could only summon up his magic power to protect his body and survive this round of attacks.

"call"

Chen Sheng displayed all the power of the Vajra Formless Method in one breath, and did not stop until his body could no longer bear it.

"What a terrifying close combat method."

Elder Qu Mingfeng's thin defense lasted only three or two times before being broken.

Then, the Vajra Formless Method completely destroyed his body.

He raised his head, his face was as pale as paper, his mouth moved slightly, and then he fell down, his breath stopped.

"He killed the Immortal Sect's elder."

Some of the monks from Jiuhua Sect were so bold as to want to see Chen Sheng die. After all, it was an elder from an immortal sect who took action, and with their knowledge, they did not expect any accidents to happen.

When they saw this scene, their hearts almost stopped with fear. Even if Jiuhua Sect operated for another 500 years, they would not be able to deal with such a powerful person. It would be better for them to give up the thought of revenge as soon as possible.

"puff……"

Jin Suhuan, who was guarding the door to Xiao Jian's secret treasure, became so angry when he heard about Cao Ruosheng's death that he spit out blood. When he heard about the enemy's fierce battle record, he spit out blood again.

Despite his sick body, he gathered the remaining forces of Jiuhua Sect and returned to the mountain gate, lying in wait with a low profile, like a grass root under the snow, hoping to avoid the cold and welcome the spring.

…

The Black Abyss Prison.

In Area A11, the atmosphere was somewhat depressing. Everyone looked at the armchair under the window, but it was empty. Although the white wild grass and yang grass were growing splendidly, it was still difficult to make people happy.

"Where's my Uncle Chen?"

Seven-year-old Chen Lian stood in front of Cai Rong with a resentful look on her face. In the blink of an eye, her Uncle Chen disappeared.

She had never experienced this kind of separation before, and she felt weird and uncomfortable.

"He was leaving, why didn't you tell me?"

Da Fu sighed slightly. Ever since he started studying the art of spiritual herbs, he had been happy all day long. This was the first time in decades that he felt so depressed.

"With the prison boss gone, the atmosphere of the entire Black Abyss Prison has become wrong."

Wang Xian was deeply touched. When Chen Sheng was around, even if he didn't move, just lying quietly on the armchair under the window, there was a natural sense of calmness in Area A11, as if the king of heaven was sitting in charge and all the demons were silent.

As soon as Chen Sheng left, that terrifying and deep atmosphere reappeared, and the prisoners' eyes became wanton and dangerous again, like wild beasts ready to eat people.

"I..., he wants to leave, can I stop him?"

Cai Rong's stiff and old-fashioned face could no longer hold back, and he said with a bit of grievance, "I'll be away for a while anyway, and I'll be back eventually. It's only been three or four days, you guys are too impatient."

He could not have imagined that only a few days after Mr. Chen left, the people in District A11 would become so anxious, pointing their spearheads at him and nagging him every day.

These days are so sad.

"Urgent, urgent, urgent."

Chen Lian knew that Cai Rong was not to blame for this matter. It was Chen Sheng's personal choice to leave and no one could stop him. But she always felt that something was missing when she hadn't seen Chen Sheng for a long time.

Dafu and others also have this feeling. Some of them miss their loved ones, but more of them are feeling uneasy after losing their backbone.

"clatter"

The sound of brisk footsteps was heard.

In the long corridor, in each cell, there were pairs of eyes opened like hunting beasts, but when they reached Area A11, those eyes disappeared at once.

"Uncle Chen..."

Chen Lian's eyes lit up. In front of her, a familiar figure appeared. Although he was wearing the uniform of a jailer, he could not hide his carefree and indifferent look. She screamed and trotted over, with her arms open and a smile on her face, like a spring breeze.

"Xiao Lian, have you been behaving well these days when I haven't been around?"

Mr. Chen gently picked up the little girl. He was slightly proud that he did not feel the darkness and gloom of the Black Abyss Prison from her.

"Good boy."

Chen Lian narrowed her eyes slightly, like crescent moons, nodded, her voice soft and sweet, very well-behaved.

"Oh."

Cai Rong glanced over. Chen Lian's current obedience had nothing to do with her resentment just now. It could be said that they were two completely different people.

"I'm glad you're back."

A smile also appeared on Dafu's face. His chubby face was wrinkled into a ball as he looked at the blooming white wild grass, which showed a vitality that had never appeared before.

"The atmosphere has changed again."

Wang Xian looked around the Black Abyss Prison. The lingering feeling of being watched had disappeared. It was as if the mountain-guarding tiger king had returned and many ferocious beasts had gone dormant.

(End of this chapter)