532: C532 Black Iron Monk

C532 Black Iron Monk

"Return to the sect with ten thousand demons!"

Chen Chang He squinted his eyes and displayed the Demon Sect's secret technique that he was getting more and more familiar with.

In an instant, black mist shrouded the area, and thirty evil spirits rushed out along with a series of ghostly wails.

However, aside from the rumbling thunder, the Vajra Buddha Scripture also had the effect of suppressing demons and devouring them.

Chen Chang He's subconscious move had turned into a clumsy move, the 30 demons and monsters were all killed by the Diamond Sutra in the blink of an eye, not even their skin remained.

Chen Changsheng's heart skipped a beat, after all he had a lot of battle experience, so he immediately used the Nine Yang Water Scripture.

Although the Infinite Demons Returning to the Sect didn't cause any harm to the young monks, it was still of some use. At the very least, it gave Chen Chang He an exceptionally valuable time.

Even if it was only for a short period of time, it was enough for Chen Chouyu to use his final trump card, the Nine Yang Water Scripture.

Whoosh.

The water particles in the world quickly gathered in front of Chen Chang Zai, and a giant ball of water elemental energy was born in front of him.

The energy ball radiated light in all directions, but its power was restrained. It looked nothing special, as if it could be broken with a single poke. However, the two old men in the depths of the black iron prison all narrowed their eyes at the same time.

The withered elder narrowed his eyes and said, "What a powerful water ball!"

The red-faced old man immediately mocked, "Water ball? Is your water ball that powerful? The power of the attack had been restrained and had not been released. What they wanted was to make their opponent underestimate their opponent! Your cultivation realm and mine far surpass that kid's, which is why we were able to feel the tyrannical Qi from that water ball of energy. How did it become a frivolous water ball in your old man's mouth? "

The haggard old man didn't answer his question, he only coldly said, "You haven't even entered the Spirit King realm, yet you've already entered the unity-stage. Have you ever seen someone with this kind of talent before? Do you think an ordinary Heavenly Path Realm cultivator can execute such an energy water ball that can allow one to cross cultivation realms? "Looks like I'll have to be someone else's slave again."

The red-faced old man rolled his eyes and said, "Being a servant is my problem, it's better than staying here for a lifetime. We are both experienced and top tier Spirit Kings, so we can endure hundreds of years of loneliness. It might be a bad thing to follow such a talented kid out for a adventure. "If you, old boy, pretend to be modest, then when this boy reaches a higher realm with his talent and goes to the fourth floor to conquer those Spirit Kings, you won't be needed anymore. I'll see if you regret it or not!"

In fact, many people on the first floor were thinking the same thing as this old man.

If Chen Changyu needed them now, he could let them roam the world for a while, and experience the world in a few hundred years, and breathe the fresh air in the outside world again. But once Chen Chang Zai reaches a certain point and no longer needs them, wouldn't they become as empty and lonely as before?

If that was the case, why did he have to worry about face so much, why not follow Chen Changsheng when he needed them?

If only he had followed Chen Changsheng earlier, not only would he have been able to go outside the tower and breathe the fresh air, he might even be able to get acquainted with him. Who knows, he might even get more privileges in the future, as long as his new master was someone who was fond of old friends.

The withered old man's face was cold and silent, and he didn't respond.

The red-faced old man snorted, and did not speak anymore, and continued to focus his gaze on Chen Chang He and the young monk.

At this moment, seeing Chen Changyu release the water ball of energy, the young monk suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, the golden light shining brightly, unable to transform into the Bodhisattva Body.

"Pfft."

The ball of energy wrapped around the bright golden light of the young monk.

The young Buddhist monk responded to the changes with the Art of Acalanātha's Nine Yang Water Scripture.

The water ball formed from the Nine Yang Water Scripture was like a spring rain that silently existed. There was no sound of explosion, only a silent confrontation between the young monk and himself.

The young monk looked unharmed, but the people around him could only say that this water ball of energy could do nothing to him, but the two old men on the second floor could tell that something was different.

They discovered that the water elemental energy ball was slowly absorbing the golden light from the young monk's body. Although the speed was very slow, the golden light on the young monk's body was indeed decreasing bit by bit.

If this were to continue, with the prolongation of this battle, wouldn't Chen Changyu definitely win?

Of course, the young monk was clear about the change that had happened to him, but he was still unaffected by it. It was not that he did not dare to take a gamble, but he was betting on whether Chen Chang He dared to continue wasting his time with him.

In order to gain their trust, he had even cancelled the connection between him and the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda. It could be seen that Chen Changsheng had met with an urgent matter and was in urgent need of the help of the cultivators on the second floor.2

Since that was the case, he would just continue to waste time with him.

Although the young monk knew that if this went on, he would be defeated for sure, but with the spiritual energy in his spiritual sea, the water elemental energy ball would not be able to break his appearance for three days and three nights.

As long as Chen Chang He was in a hurry, then the one who would win would be him without a doubt.

Chen Changyu quickly understood what the young monk was thinking and squinted his eyes.

"Why are you still called Black Iron, you might as well be called Black Heart!"

Chen Chang He felt helpless, he could not continue to waste time, because the cultivators on the first level only had two hours to fight, so he had to win the loyalty of the cultivators on the second level within these two hours.

Could it be that he had to use that move beforehand …

Chen Chang He squinted his eyes, and after a moment of hesitation, he knew that if he continued to delay, he would lose both his husband and his soldiers.

"Begin the chant!"

Chen Chang He bellowed, and like a thunderclap, he chanted and flew back into his hands.

"Water Meridian Powder!"

Chen Chang He bellowed again, and the water elemental energy ball that enveloped the Black Iron Monk immediately dissipated.

"Break!"

With the third roar, a surge of Qi suddenly swept out from the three spiritual seas like a calm lake, suddenly, an ancient ferocious beast rushed out from the mud lake and broke the surface of the lake, and then immediately soared into the sky, causing the entire lake surface to explode, waves surging everywhere!

The move Chen Chang He had used was one of the most powerful killing moves in his previous life.

This killing move had no name. It had been comprehended from the heavenly tribulation from the nine great heavenly tribulations of the Life and Death Realm in his previous life.

From then on, Chen Changyu swapped the three foot three inch sword in his hand for the three foot four inch sword, then three days later for the three foot five inch sword, then six days later for the three foot six foot five inch sword, and one year later for the three foot seven inch sword.

Thus, when Chen Chang Chen became a Territory Lord in the Arctic Domain, everyone knew that this Domain Lord was using the three feet seven inch sword, but they didn't know why he was using it.

Could it be, just because he was good at swords?

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