Chapter 680



Greed, once aroused.

It will overwhelm all fears.

“Just show up!” On the west side of the basin, a burly, fleshy-faced cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm could no longer hold back.

He thought that his body was strong and his defense was far superior to that of the woman in white. Seeing that the third Celestial Essence was within reach and the two Void Breaking masters seemed to be still furious about their failure, he shouted in his heart: "Let's fight! Endure this wave of attacks, get it and run!"

He's not the only one who wants to steal it.

Take advantage of the chaos...

"Charge! Grab the treasure!" He roared deliberately, his muscles knotted all over his body, his skin instantly glowed with a bronze metallic luster, and he rushed towards the third Heavenly Essence Marrow like an arrow shot from a bow with an indomitable momentum.

This roar was like lighting a fuse.

"Go! Don't let that reckless man get there first!"

"Hurry! Before the big guys can react!"

"Fortune and honor are achieved through risk! Fight!"

In an instant, at least seven or eight figures shot out from different directions and corners.

Some were flying with swords, some were flying close to the ground, and some were throwing rope-like magic weapons to try to grab objects through the air.

There was even a sneaky old man who rushed forward while slapping various colored defensive talismans on himself.

The colorful light shield wrapped him like a glowing dumpling.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Hmph! You don't know how to live or die!" Chen Niu's face darkened and he raised his head and roared.

The terrifying roar was like that of a cow but not a cow, like that of a dragon but not a dragon, and instantly drowned out all the noise. He was at the peak of his rage, and at this moment, seeing this group of ants dare to imitate the mysterious female cultivator, he was even more furious.

Even though he has no hair now, it doesn't stop his hat from flying!

Chen Niu didn't even bother to raise his hands, he just stomped his feet!

boom--!

A shock wave mixed with evil spirit and savage Buddha spirit swept out violently in a fan-shaped area with him as the center!

The space groaned as if it could not bear the weight, and the ground began to crack and roll.

“Puff! Puff! Puff!”

The three ascended immortals in the front, including the old man covered in talismans, did not even have time to scream before their bodies exploded in mid-air like watermelons hit by an invisible giant hammer.

The blood mist mixed with the broken talisman light spots and the exploded fragments of the protective magic weapon sprayed all over the sky.

The colorful light shield on the old man's body didn't last even for a fraction of a second and burst like a soap bubble.

The physical cultivator who rushed the fastest and had the strongest body was the first to be hit.

The moment his super strong defense, which he was so proud of, came into contact with the shock wave, it shattered like fragile porcelain, followed by his entire body, which was shaken into a bloody rain mixed with broken bones and rotten flesh in front of everyone's horrified eyes.

Almost at the same time when Chen Niu made his move, a hint of cold murderous intent flashed across Master Hua Jin's eyes.

Being teased by a mysterious female cultivator was annoying enough, and now these scumbags dared to touch the tiger's whiskers?

"Noisy." She parted her red lips and spoke in a low voice, but it was clearly heard throughout the room.

He waved the folding fan in his hand casually towards several monks rushing in another direction.

There was no earth-shattering momentum.

In the silence, several strands of green sword energy, as thin as hair and almost transparent, shot out silently.

The speed was so fast that the surrounding immortals had no chance to react.

Those monks were still rushing forward, trying to bypass the death zone created by Monk Chenniu.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

A slight sound - as if penetrating leather - was heard.

The head of a sword-wielding monk who was rushing in front suddenly left his neck without any warning.

His head flew into the air, his face still filled with fanaticism and greed.

A monk next to this monk who was holding a flying magic weapon suddenly stiffened, and several transparent holes appeared on his chest and abdomen in an instant, and blood mixed with internal organ fragments spurted out.

There was also a cultivator who tried to use the escaping technique to approach from underground. Just as half of his head emerged, he was pierced through the center of his eyebrows by a sword energy. His body fell back into the ground softly, leaving behind a shallow hole.

It only took one or two breaths.

Seven or eight ascended immortals who were blinded by greed and tried to emulate Li Qingran.

No matter if they were in the early or late stages of Spiritualization, or if they were physical or magic cultivators, they were all as fragile as paper in front of the two angry Void Breaking Peak masters. There was no fierce confrontation, let alone gorgeous magic battles, only a one-sided, crushing massacre!

The air was filled with blood mist and broken limbs were scattered all over the ground.

The strong smell of blood instantly overwhelmed the subtle fragrance of treasure emanating from the heavenly essence and marrow.

There was deathly silence around the basin.

This time the silence was not because of the shock of seeing the essence of heaven being snatched away, but a fear of death.

The sect's immortal ascenders, who were so excited and eager to make a move just now, felt as if a basin of ice water was poured over their heads, chilling them from head to toe.

Those who were about to rush out but hadn't yet rushed out suddenly stopped in their tracks, their faces as pale as paper, their legs shaking like sieves. They couldn't help but bend over and retch, the strong smell of blood in the air made their stomachs churn.

"Oh...Oh my God..." A young monk's teeth were chattering and his crotch quickly became wet.

"Just now...just now that girl...who is she?"

An old monk next to him muttered to himself, his voice faint, "This... this is not luck!"

"Crazy... All crazy... Did we steal that?" The man sat on the ground in despair, his eyes empty.

"Fortunately...Fortunately I didn't rush out..." More people were frightened and sweating profusely. They looked at the monk Chen Niu who stood like a devil in the center of the basin and the Taoist Hua Jin who had a clear temperament but a cold and ruthless attack. There was only endless awe and fear in their eyes.

Chen Huaian turned a blind eye to the situation in front of him.

All the blood and minced meat didn't even stop him from eating melon seeds.

People die for money, birds die for food, these immortals are self-made.

Besides, it would be better if all the immortals died. He hoped that all those who were resurrected would practice the Heavenly Demon Chaining Technique.

After all, the more immortals there are, the more enemies there will be in the future.

Monk Chenniu looked around, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, "Who else wants to try?!"

The sound waves rolled, shaking the broken rocks on the cliff to fall down.

No one dared to respond.

All the immortals subconsciously shrank their necks, trying their best to reduce their sense of existence, wishing they could crawl into the cracks of the rocks.

The third piece of top-grade heavenly essence was still suspended in the air, emitting an alluring purple-gold halo.

But at this moment, no one dared to look at it any longer, as if it was a death warrant leading to hell.

Hua Jin Zhenren and Chen Niu both stared at the celestial essence.

This is the last of the first wave of celestial essences.

The two that were just taken away cannot be recovered for the time being.

Now, this last one must be grasped in my hands no matter what.

Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes slightly as he felt the tense atmosphere between Hua Jin Zhenren and the incarnation of the demon fairy.

"Lao Zhang, get ready to work."

He secretly sent a message to Zhang Yibai, not afraid of being heard by Master Hua Jin.

"Use the formation to suppress the old monk, otherwise we are no match for him!"

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