Chapter 311 Isn’t the Senior a Sword Cultivator?

The ghost cultivator who was pinched was terrified. A black pattern appeared on his right arm. The pattern shot out from the wrist like an earthworm, and three of them were directed at Chen Luo's face. This is the power of the ghost temple. All ghost temple cultivators carry this kind of thing.

Crack!

Five fingers pinched the opponent's neck, and the other hand grabbed the top of the head, twisting it left and right like twisting a bottle cap, and then twisted it hard.

With a "bang", the ghost cultivator's head was pulled off alive by him.

Three black lines also came in front of him, but before they got close, a layer of lightning appeared on Chen Luo's body, blocking these things outside. The three black lines struggled twice and tried to sneak in.

'Silhouette curse, can be broken at will. '

In the external brain, the brain of the Demon Sect Master responded with a very familiar method. Chen Luo used his other hand to touch the middle of the black lines, and the three hideous black lines immediately weakened and turned into a pool of black ink dripping on the ground.

"No brain?"

After solving the silhouette curse, Chen Luo tried to press the head of the ghost cultivator in his hand.

As a result, he did not read the brain. He looked down and found that the brain in his hand had lost its color after being pinched to death.

The ghost cultivators who were beaten to death gradually appeared, revealing their original appearance. The blue-black bodies have never seen the sun all year round, and their skin and flesh are not real. They are woven from a strange cloth. After being pinched to death by Chen Luo, the cloth bodies left by the two ghost cultivators were visibly decayed, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into a pile of black ash, emitting a strong stench.

"Junior Brother Chen"

"Senior Brother."

Seeing this scene, everyone in the field swallowed their saliva. It was the first time they saw someone kill a ghost cultivator in this way.

"I'll go to Yaowang Peak."

Throwing down the black ash in his hand, Chen Luo's figure flashed and appeared outside the door. His consciousness sensed the breath of the ghost cultivator Xue Ning in that direction.

These low-level ghost cultivators have no brains, but high-level ghost cultivators are different. He watched Xue Ning change. The fact that she could kill the corpse-raising sect master means that she has the strength of a dan. For Chen Luo, who has just passed the tribulation and promoted, this level of brain is the most handy.

On Yaowang Peak.

A figure covered in blood flew out backwards. Before he could escape, a strange scroll flew out and blocked his way, forcing him to return to Yaowang Peak again. The enemies in the dark were completely invisible, and he didn't even know who he was fighting.

The only few collisions were large-scale collisions of vital energy. But this method is okay to use twice, and it will not be able to support it if it is used too much. The Lord of Jiudu Valley is a blood dan cultivator, and the indiscriminate bombardment consumes too much for him. The most troublesome thing is that the enemies in the ghost temple can't see it at all.

The consciousness and the spirit eye are all ineffective.

The cold breath wrapped around him again, and the Lord of Jiudu Valley was panting. He could feel the enemy approaching slowly. But he couldn't see it, and he didn't even know where the opponent's next attack would come from.

"Want to kill me? Let's die together!"

The exhausted Nine Poison Valley Master had a ruthless look in his eyes, and the blood pill in his body flew out violently.

The dazzling light circulated on the blood pill, and then it exploded with a 'boom'. The spherical light blew a big pit in the entire area, and the circular shock wave swept across, and dense cracks appeared on the cloth surrounding him.

The aftermath dispersed, and the figure of the Nine Poison Valley Master disappeared, and a shadow full of gray air appeared beside him. The one who was killed by the Nine Poison Valley Master's self-explosion was just a low-level ghost cultivator woven from two pieces of cloth.

"Joining the Ghost Temple is the final destination"

Xue Ning squatted down and gently drew a circle with her index finger at the place where the Nine Poison Valley Master died. A circle of gray-white power penetrated in, as if something was about to be summoned by her.

"Fellow Daoist Xue, long time no see."

A stream of light streaked across the sky, and Chen Luo appeared beside Xue Ning as if he had teleported. He stretched out his left hand, as if he was greeting an old friend. He also glanced at the big pit next to him, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

What a waste, not even a thought was left.

"Huh?"

Xue Ning raised her head and looked at Chen Luo with a puzzled look on her face, with a smile on his face.

He was really greeting.

Who is this person?

Boom!

Before Xue Ning could react, a shadow mixed with lightning came towards her face, and a whistling sound was wrapped in wind pressure, and a slap hit her face.

Bang! !

The air wave exploded! The brute force collided, and no one retreated.

The slap containing the power of bone patterns seemed to hit the stone tablet, and it gave a cold touch, and a circle of dense black inscriptions appeared on Xue Ning's face. These words are like the sacrificial texts beside the ghost temple, giving people a gloomy and weird feeling.

"Physical cultivation? What a warm greeting."

Xue Ning's body has completely turned into the color of the stone tablet, and a gray inner pill is flowing in his lower abdomen. A black and strange snake appeared on her right shoulder. The snake was wrapped around her neck, and the neck flashed and bit towards Chen Luo's wrist.

Curse, poison!

Before the snake could move, a thunder mixed with the power of heavenly tribulation exploded.

Boom!

The thunder light exploded in the palm of his hand, which was the 'Yin Thunder Curse' that Chen Luo had practiced before. After having the bone pattern, the power of Chen Luo's lightning magic power increased countless times. Now that it is used with the help of the heaven and earth energy, the effect is like It's like a real catastrophe.

As soon as the Shadow Snake's head popped out, it was struck by thunder.

A large amount of black smoke came out of the body, and the neck was broken. The remaining power exploded between the two of them. This time Xue Ning finally retreated. The inscription on the left side of her face shattered and a large piece of stone flew out.

With a muffled groan, the person quickly flew away.

The surrounding cloth swayed again, trying to use magic weapons to separate the distance between the two. The best way to deal with the body cultivator is to keep distance. Xue Ning regards Chen Luo as the body cultivator.

"Spelling device? I have one too."

Chen Luo took out the only chessboard left after the tribulation, and patted Xue Ning's head like a brick.

Even if most of the Nascent Soul-level magic weapon is destroyed by thunder, the remaining power cannot be blocked by this piece of cloth. A piece of cloth that had just reached the front was smashed through by a chessboard, and the cloth was torn apart. The magical weapon that had been destroyed by the self-explosion of the Nine Poison Valley Master's Blood Pill was directly turned into a piece of tattered cloth.

Taking advantage of the situation, the man dodged and chased Xue Ning again.

He has already made a reservation in the other person's mind, and there is nothing he can do to make him escape! This is also the reason why Chen Luo didn't use sword cultivation or thunder magic powers after he came over.

Afraid of breaking my brain.

In mid-air, the bone patterns on Chen Luo's body flickered, and the first bone pattern also lit up. There was a ferocious demonic aura all over his body, and that wild aura was intimidating.

Xue Ning's expression changed slightly, and he quickly borrowed the energy of heaven and earth around him to stop Chen Luo. But Chen Luo was even more powerful than her. The pressure at the golden elixir level spread, and he forcibly borrowed most of the vitality of heaven and earth, condensed it into a similar arm, and rushed over, crushing Xue Ning's resistance. The remaining power mixed with Chen Luo who was catching up, and punched Xue Ning in the chest.

click

Half of Xue Ning's body collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth. The man was hit by this force in mid-air and was forced to change direction, and he hit the big rock below hard. His head hit the edge, creating a dent, and a large amount of gravel jumped out. Thunder arcs exploded around him, turning the surrounding land black.

Xue Ning, who was in the pit, forced himself to turn around and saw arcs of electricity appearing on Chen Luo's arms in the air. His fists lined up and hit him hard from top to bottom.

quick!

too fast.

Even if he saw it, he wouldn't have time to escape.

Xue Ning in the pit felt like a squirming insect in the mud, unable to escape. He could only watch helplessly as he was hit with a hammer.

The mystery of ghost cultivation seemed to have completely lost its effect at this moment. Xue Ning didn't even have time to discern the reason, and saw his fist falling, and his body was split into two pieces by the thunder.

The part below the lower abdomen flew to nowhere, and most of the upper part collapsed. Only the head from the neck up is still intact.

It took a long time for the aftermath to subside.

Chen Luo walked over and held her head down, trying to read.

Xue Ning was delirious with lightning from his palms mixed with lightning arcs. She never expected that she would lose so quickly and so inexplicably.

From beginning to end, she never figured out the identity of the person coming.

"Who are you?!"

Xue Ning opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. She did not remember this person at all.

Blood splashed on the opponent's body, white smoke emitted, and the power of the curse was activated instantly. Curses, ghosts, poisons, these are the magical powers that the ghost temple is good at. It's just that these all-inclusive methods are like scratching an itch on Chen Luo at this moment. He didn't even take a second look at the black blood curse and just ignored it. This is more irritating than an insult.

"Why can't I read it? Is it because I'm not dead?"

Chen Luo didn't answer her.

How could he endure the fact that the first step of his plan to create the four types of brains - demons, demons, ghosts and spirits - failed even before he started? How could he endure this! There must be some mistake in some link and it needs to be studied carefully.

Several rays of black light flashed, and the masters of Wuwei and Wu Dao Peak who followed to support looked at the scene in front of them with dull expressions.

At this time, Yaowang Peak had been reduced to ruins.

The Nine Poison Valley Master's blood pill self-destructed, and coupled with the subsequent battle, the building was not complete, and there were large craters everywhere formed by the collision of vitality.

In the middle of the ruins, white bone patterns appeared on Chen Luo's chest and left shoulder. The strange patterns combined together to form a mysterious superposition. All the sleeves of the green robe disappeared and turned into a shoulder-length blouse. The clothes on the legs also turned into shorts. There was a mass of black blood on the calf, and white smoke was still coming out.

It looks like a curse, but it is a bit different from the curse in everyone's impression.

The right hand that was exposed to the lightning was holding a head that was still talking, and not far away was a lower body that was covered in black gas. One person and one head are talking, and the scene is very strange.

"Isn't Senior Chen a swordsman?"

Mo Wenjian asked in a hoarse voice. The last time he dueled with Chen Luo, the other party defeated him with 'Sword Intent'.

"Uncle Master is a Dharma cultivator," Ding Xiaoxia argued next to him.

Sword cultivator?

Dharma practice?

"Senior brother is a talisman master and an alchemy master."

Huang Ying was also greatly shocked. She felt that the 'perfect senior brother' she imagined in her mind was shattered.

"Are you sure it's not physical training?" Bai Su couldn't help but say.

Everyone was silent, looking at Master Wuwei.

Chen Luo's master. (End of this chapter)