"We have to suppress him. This matter must be investigated thoroughly."

Wang Yuanfeng shouted.

Mr. Chen had the same idea. It was obvious that Wang Yuanfeng and Sima Yan knew much more than Yunze's skinny Taoist priest, and they were the ones who could truly answer his questions.

“Boom…”

The war broke out.

Three Nascent Soul fighting forces appeared in the entire valley, like dragons, tigers and leopards tearing each other, or like wind, rain, thunder and lightning rioting together. The terrible power shattered the hills, and the earth trembled and sank slightly.

Chen Sheng moved Hunyuan with one hand, and ten spiritual ideas swirled and danced, lingering in his palm, turning into a vortex thunderstorm and striking forward.

"Bang"

Wang Yuanfeng was not afraid, and his finger was like a sword, as if it was made from Taibai Gengjin. It was shining brightly and suddenly stabbed out, breaking Chen Sheng's vortex thunderstorm.

Sima Yan came rushing forward, holding a sword that was as bright as light. With one swipe of his sword, it was like a ferocious white dragon grabbing at him, with the power to destroy the body and bring horror.

"clang"

Chen Sheng's robe rustled as he twisted his body, the iron sword already in his hand. He swung the sword, the sword light was as fierce as black water, engulfing the attacking white rainbow.

Once the sword energy was released, it was unstoppable. He galloped like thunder and lightning, and the sword tip swept through the void like a piece of galaxy falling.

The Star-Slaying Sword fell down, and the majestic sword intent swept in all directions. The concepts of time and space became blurred, and only the sword path was wandering.

All directions were bright, as if the world was clear and bright and evil had nowhere to hide. Sima Yan tried his best but was still injured, leaving indelible sword marks on his body.

"Buzz"

Chen Sheng was about to attack again, but Wang Yuanfeng appeared and stopped him, allowing Sima Yan to regroup and stabilize the situation.

"What a fierce method."

Sima Yan was very wary of Chen Sheng. This man was highly skilled and scheming, and was indeed a tough enemy.

Wang Yuanfeng didn't care and said coldly: "There have been people who claimed to be powerful and intervened in the affairs of the Nether Blood, but they still perished in disgrace."

The power of one person is ultimately limited and cannot go against the overall situation.

"How dare you, scum, be so arrogant."

Chen Sheng drew his sword and slashed. After thousands of years of practice, he could not say that he was amazing, but at least his heart of Taoism was honed and he would never waver in what he believed in.

"clang"

Wang Yuanfeng threw out an object, which was a branch of peach blossom fairy wood. He pressed the sword tip and it landed on the ground. It immediately took root and turned into a giant tree towering into the sky.

The fairy peach tree blocked out the sun and covered the sky, dropping rays of divine light like a cage, suppressing Chen Sheng.

"kill"

Sima Yan came to kill, displaying a high-level sword technique called "Blue Sea Rising Sword Technique", which illuminated the ten directions with green, and there was a sound of surging river tides, mighty and majestic.

Endless sword lights were shining, dancing with the river water, rushing towards us as if to overturn the sky.

"cough"

Chen Sheng held the iron sword, his magic power gushed out, and he created sword lights that shattered the Peach Blossom Fairy Wood's restraints. However, Sima Yan's sword skills were too swift and fierce, and he was injured, his heart and lungs ached, and he coughed up blood.

"He can't hold on any longer."

Wang Yuanfeng said coldly.

He used the same trick again, the branches of the Peach Blossom Fairy Tree fixed the void, and rays of divine light dropped down, restraining Chen Sheng's body.

Sima Yan's true form came to kill him, with cold eyes, black hair, and a sword in his hand. He exuded a kind of indifference that penetrated deep into his soul, and performed the Blue Sea Tide Sword Technique.

Layer upon layer of sword lights rose and fell, gathering into a tremendous force, crushing towards Chen Sheng.

"Are you here?"

Mr. Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and immediately returned to his peak state. The so-called serious injury and exhaustion were just a trap.

"boom"

He directly sacrificed the exquisite gem. This artifact was extremely powerful and burst out with brilliant light, covering the power of the peach blossom fairy tree branch and in turn dominating an area.

Sima Yan was in even greater danger, bearing the brunt of the attack. He could not retreat, so he could only change the direction of the Rising Tide Sword Technique of the Blue Sea and bombard the exquisite pearl.

The sword light shattered.

"puff"

Sima Yan suffered a severe injury, his body was about to break, and there were cracks all over his body, oozing blood. He was a small Yuanying, whose spirit and energy were stabilized.

"Whoosh"

Chen Sheng flew out horizontally, holding an iron sword in his hand, like a sword god who dominated the world. He slashed the stars down, and the void was lit up with brilliant light. A terrifying aura surged, as if for a hundred years, if he did not kill his enemy, the sword intent would not be extinguished.

Wang Yuanfeng's face changed, and he grabbed the branch of the Peach Blossom Fairy Tree. He used his magic power to make a peach blossom grow on the branch, which he used as a rare treasure.

"Bang"

The iron sword slashed, the peach blossoms withered, a branch of the peach fairy tree was cut off, and Wang Yuanfeng's chest exploded, leaving a horrible sword mark.

"kill"

Chen Sheng shouted the sound of killing, and became braver and braver as the battle went on. His momentum was like a rainbow, and with an iron sword in his hand, it seemed that he could kill all the demons in the world and bring peace to the world.

His eyes were fixed on Wang Yuanfeng, and the sword light moved around like a dragon moving in the rivers and seas, like a fish in water.

Wang Yuanfeng's situation became precarious. He used the peach blossom fairy wood branch to fight the enemy. With every move, the rare treasure in his hand was cut off a piece until it was as long as two hands.

"pity……"

Sima Yan cut through the void with a sword and saved Wang Yuanfeng from a fatal blow. The two were rivals, and he was expecting the other party to die tragically, but given the current situation, they had to work together.

This sigh of regret truly expressed the inner regret and rationality.

"Well done."

Chen Sheng let out a long roar, and his momentum rose by one or two points. He swung his sword and slashed. A mighty sword intent rushed out, as if it could cross the boundless galaxy and kill the enemy.

Wang Yuanfeng's crisis was just resolved, but Sima Yan himself fell into danger, caught in a dilemma under the light of the Star-Slaying Sword.

"puff"

Finally, his body shook, leaving a horrible sword mark on his body. Blood stained half of his robe red and dripped to the ground.

"This person is too fierce."

Wang Yuanfeng stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Sima Yan. Chen Sheng put a lot of pressure on him. The orb and his sword skills were extremely sharp.

"Extremely."

Sima Yan kept nodding his head. He seldom encountered life-and-death battles. The appearance of Chen Sheng awakened the long-lost fear in him.

"If you explain it clearly, I will let go of my murderous intentions."

The iron sword in Chen Sheng's hand hummed and blood flashed. It was the blood of Sima Yan and Wang Yuanfeng. He was like a judge who only wanted to find out the connection with the underworld blood.

"Oh!"

Wang Yuanfeng sneered.

"Are you really not afraid?"

Mr. Chen raised his eyebrows. It had come to this point, and neither Wang Yuanfeng nor Sima Yan had any intention of giving up. Were they truly fearless, or was there another Yiping involved?

"You should never, ever ask me to perform a ritual to refine the blood of the underworld."

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Wang Yuanfeng's face, and he swallowed the two drops of underworld blood from the previous sacrifice in one gulp.

“Boom…”

Immediately, a thunderous sound was heard from his body, and an extremely powerful energy rushed to his limbs, bones, and internal organs.

His body became three points thinner, but he became even stronger. His meridians lit up one after another, outlining a mysterious luck route.

"This is... the path of refining the Dark Blood."

Chen Sheng's face darkened, and then he was filled with shock. It turned out that this Hades Blood had a corresponding cultivation method.

This is not an evil monster, but... the Dark Blood Road! (End of this chapter)