441: C441 Three Great Golden Cores

C441 Three Great Golden Cores

Chen Yi drove the car as fast as he could.

He held the phone in his hand and called Lin Minghee.

In the capital, a Martial Arts Golden Core Stage wanted to kill him.

The other party knew his identity, but he still dared to do so.

"Ancestor Chen, is what you said true?"

Inside the Sixth Mountain, Lin Minghee's face was filled with disbelief.

An existence at the Martial Arts Golden Core Stage realm actually dared to attack Chen Yi? Was he insane? Was he trying to kill the Ancestor Chen? What kind of courage was this?

Chen Yi's face was full of shock. In the past thousand years, there had been people who respected and admired him. Similarly, there were many people who were jealous and resentful of him.

Even if a benevolent emperor was unparalleled, there would still be some negative comments. Let alone Chen Yi, he wasn't a kind person to begin with. Everything went according to his will. For a thousand years, Over the past thousand years, there were many people who had died at his hands.

"I'm going to the Yan suburbs. Since the other party dares to make a move, he naturally has full confidence." Chen Yi said plainly. "Lin Yuncang is in seclusion. If you come here rashly, you will be a burden. It is enough to guard the entrances to the suburbs."

On the other end of the phone, Lin Minghee's expression changed a few times.

After being silent for about ten breaths, Lin Minghee finally gritted his teeth and said with guilt, "I will obey the Ancestor Chen's orders!"

"Right, the seven people who agreed to fight with the Liuhe Sect earlier also came along."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yi's expression was still calm. In fact, the corner of his right mouth was still slightly curled up.

"It's been a long time since I last met someone who wants to fight against the immortal pressure of Dragon Lake!"

"Fine, I'll use the power of your Golden Core to help me enter the upper level of Qi Refinement!"

His eyes turned dark gold, and a wisp of purple qi flashed by in the blink of an eye.

...

In the suburbs of Yan, Chen Yi drove all the way to a park by the lake.

It was a park, but it was already deserted. Everyone was driven away by the Sixth Mountain, and the place was sealed off, forming a battlefield.

Before Chen Yi had even arrived, there was a figure sitting cross-legged in the middle of the lake.

He seemed to have known that Chen Yi would come to this park, so he had been waiting here.

Chen Yi stopped the car and slowly walked down. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the figure on the lake.

His eyes were calm. His pupils looked like an ancient well, reflecting the figure on the lake.

On the surface of the lake was a monk dressed in linen clothes. He was barefooted, bald, and came from the ocean. He put his palms together, but he was like an angry Buddha, suppressing the heavens and the earth.

The ascetic monk did not emit any aura, but he gave off the feeling of an angry King Kong.

Chen Yi was not surprised to see this ascetic monk.

In fact, this was within his expectations. Despite knowing that he was a Ancestor Chen, he still dared to attack him. Naturally, someone had made thorough preparations.

Even if he, Chen Yi, had transcended the ninth Heavenly Tribulation and attained the middle level of Qi Refinement, he still wanted to kill Chen Yi. Just thinking that he was a Martial Arts Golden Core Stage wasn't enough.

Chen Yi stood by the lake with his hands behind his back.

Right at this moment, a faint voice sounded, "As expected of the Ancestor Chen of Huaxia. You chose this place on purpose to attend the Hongmen Banquet alone."

On the white jade bridge by the lake, there was a pavilion. In the pavilion, there was a white-haired old man. The old man held a wine cup that looked like a bat. There was a bright red liquid inside, and it gave off a strange luster.

The old man was white-haired, but his lips were extremely bright red. At first glance, it made people feel terrified, as if he was a demon that had walked out of hell.

Chen Yi's eyes moved slightly as he looked at the old man in the pavilion out of the corner of his eye.

There were three people who were as strong as Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors in Huaxia. One of them was from Yin Fei's Buddhism, and the other was from the assassins of the Northern European countries.

The last one followed Chen Yi from behind.

He had white hair and a youthful face. He wore a cap and a sports suit.

It was as if Buddha statues were a combination of modern and classical. They had the style of ancient people, but they had the appearance of modern people.

"How many years has the Ancestor Chen been in China? With just you and me, how can we make the Ancestor Chen be afraid!?" This Martial Arts Golden Core from China said with a smile, "I am Long Qingchao. Greetings, Ancestor Chen!"

He bowed slightly, but there was not a trace of respect in his eyes. In his indifference, there was a hint of killing intent.

Chen Yi did not make a sound. The entire world was silent. After about three minutes, Chen Yi placed his hands behind his back and slowly said. "Only the three of you?"

His indifferent words caused the red liquid in the Northern European assassin's cup to pause slightly.

Long Qingchao could not help but raise his eyes. He smiled and did not speak.

"The three great golden cores are quite interesting, but unfortunately..."

Chen Yi's eyes suddenly shook. There was a faint Qi wave rising around his body. A huge wave suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake.

"You think you can kill me with just the two of you?"

"Ignorant ants!"

Even though Chen Yi had great power, his words were still calm.

It was as if he was facing three insignificant ants instead of the three golden cores. If he moved a little bit, he would be crushed into pieces without leaving any trace.

At the same time, in the Sixth Mountain.

Cold sweat broke out on Lin Minghee's forehead. He looked at the information in his hand, and his expression became even uglier.

"Master!"

Lin Feng was also full of shame. "The other side hid too deeply. They protected these two very well!"

"No one would have thought that two Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors would enter Huaxia without a sound."

The tablet in Lin Minghee's hand suddenly cracked. His eyes were filled with coldness, "The Blood Emperor of Dark Blood City, Yin Fei's God Devil Monk, Lin Feng, do you know what these two people represent?"

He was so angry that his body was trembling. These were two Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors.

If it wasn't for the fact that they were targeting the Ancestor Chen, if they acted recklessly in China, it could even be said that in all the branches of the Sixth Mountain in China, as long as these two people wanted to fight, they could easily wipe out the foundation of the Sixth Mountain, or even an aristocratic family.

Unless there were Martial Arts Golden Core Stage existences like the Mu family or Lin family, or otherwise, no aristocratic family would be able to resist a Martial Arts Golden Core Stage expert from the ocean.

The two of them were famous across the ocean, and it was impossible for them to travel to China.

The Sixth Mountain had never noticed such a big event.

In fact, the information was sent by the Liuhe Sect.2

The Liuhe Sect had been established not long ago, yet it had already surpassed the Sixth Mountain.

Lin Feng felt even more ashamed. He said in a low voice, "Master, Lin Feng is willing to be punished, but now the safety of the Ancestor Chen is still the greatest."

"Chen Zu was seriously injured to begin with. Now, three Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors are attacking together..."

Lin Feng suddenly knelt down on both knees, "The Ancestor Chen is very important to China. It's like Mount Tai. Without the Ancestor Chen, China will be in chaos. "Master, don't be careless!"

Lin Minghee looked at Lin Feng. He seemed to be trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

"I know how serious this matter is. I don't need you to remind me."

"The Ancestor Chen has already given orders. I don't need you to worry about me."

Lin Minghee's words caused Lin Feng to be slightly startled. He saw Lin Minghee say, "Previously, I asked you to choose the seven juniors who should fight against the Liuhe Sect. Have you chosen them?"

Lin Feng came back to his senses. He looked at Lin Minghee in disbelief.

The three great Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors had surrounded and killed the Ancestor Chen, and his master was actually concerned about the seven people he had chosen?

Although he did not know what Lin Minghee was thinking, Lin Feng still opened his mouth and said, "I've already chosen!"

"Take these seven people to the park by the lakeside of the Swallow Capital!" Lin Minghee said lightly.

He ignored Lin Feng's doubts and shock. Lin Minghee's eyes were deep, though there was a trace of worry in them.

That was a Ancestor Chen, and if he didn't have confidence, then why would he say such a thing?

The three great golden cores... I hope so. Ancestor Chen...

Lin Minghee secretly clenched his fists and silently said in his heart, "I can be at ease!"

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