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    Chapter 343: The Destruction of Hanging Mountain

    ?? How can it be so easy to determine the outcome of the battle between the great human supernatural power user and the great sage of the monster race? Yun Sheng rushed forward and used all his strength. In an instant, the sky was full of gun shadows, and the sky was full of anger.

    "However, Chen Shaobai is not a weakling. After three moves, he was unscathed.

    Seeing how powerful he was, Yun Sheng's monkey eyes became brighter and brighter. He actually forgot about the previous agreement and without saying a word, he swung his spear into a big wheel of wind and fire, with the tendency to never give up regardless of victory or defeat.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? use all their strength, both sides exchange magical powers, hundreds of hands have been exchanged in just ten breaths.

    Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, the seven colors of brilliance blend with each other to form a neon light that reaches the suspended island above the sky.  Many Buddhist inscriptions flashing with golden light emerged, trying to resist such an attack, but under the impact of the unmatched air wave, they could only turn into nothingness.

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    The Hanging Mountain, which had stood over Xihe Liuzhou for thousands of years, finally fell.

    "Um?"

    Noting this, Chen Shaobai frowned slightly, turned his body upside down, distanced himself from Yun Sheng, and looked down at the sky from a distance.

    The mountains collapsed, the clouds shattered, and countless monks and pilgrims who were not practicing well died. Only some tantric monks with high levels of body training were left groaning in pain among the ruins.

    The wailing all over the field is unbearable to watch.

    Chen Shaobai watched with cold eyes. Except for his fianc¨¦e and friends, he didn't care about the lives of other people.

    "Even me, a demon clan, feels a little evil, but you are so indifferent. You really have a cold and cold temperament"

    Yun Sheng in the distance had a panoramic view of everything, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his furry mouth in teasing.

    "Three moves have passed, it's time for you to leave."

    Chen Shaobai waved his sleeves and said these words coldly.

    "With such a big mess, those great monks must not give up. Although Xuankong Mountain is no longer what it used to be, it is not something that can be resisted by one person."

    Yun Sheng, who was expelled, did not feel angry, but was surprised. He glanced at Chen Shaobai with slight surprise: "Dare you ask your name?"

    "Chen Shaobai."

    It turns out it¡¯s him, the monks are in trouble!

    Yun Sheng stared at Chen Shaobai for a long time, dumbfounded.  Without saying a word, he clasped his fists and walked away, riding on the clouds and mist, but in an instant, he disappeared between heaven and earth.

    Today, the name Chen Shaobai no longer needs any other modifications. Its existence alone is a deterrent.

    "If there is anything more feared than a person with great supernatural powers, it is probably a person with great powers who is brave and unafraid of death and crazy like crazy.

    "What kind of monster dares to destroy my spiritual mountain!"

    Accompanied by thundering roars.  A nine-foot-tall, muscular monk tore through the void and stood in front of Chen Shaobai.  This man is wearing a neon jeweled cassock, holding a clear diamond dragon-headed staff, and has a huge bald head. Thirty-six ring scars are scattered on the shining bald head. He is the ultimate Buddha, presiding over Hanging Mountain.  Imprisoned Zang Xuan and his friend Dianji, who were half-students with Chen Shaobai!

    At the same time, more than ten black-robed monks with overbearing auras and thorny flesh appeared behind him, and all of them were perfect beings at the tenth level of the Qi Tempering Secret Realm!

    ???????????????????????????????????????? No matter where this power is placed, it is enough to form a huge wave that shakes the world.

    "Chen Shaobai! It turns out it's you, little beast! You can't find anything even after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get here. If you stayed in Dongsheng Shenzhou, I couldn't do anything to you, but now you have thrown yourself into a trap. Then you can't blame me.  Got it!"

    The monk hiding essence stared at Chen Shaobai, his pupils were full of scarlet, and he wished he could eat him and sleep with him.

    Chen Shaobai flicked his fingers without looking at him.  His spiritual thoughts gently swept between heaven and earth, confirming that Dianji and Zangxuan were still fine, and then turned his gaze back.

    "One person has reached the first stage of the second level of God Transformation and has thirteen pseudo-qi quenching peaks. It seems that Xuankong Mountain has really fallen."

    With a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth, Chen Shaobai hooked one hand with one hand, and a purple gold gourd appeared in his hand.

    He uncorked the bottle and gently sat down. A faint aroma of wine instantly filled half of Xi and Liuzhou.

    Smelling this breath, Zang Jing, who was originally about to say a few harsh words, turned solemn. His scalp was numb, his whole body was cold, and his blood and bone marrow seemed to be slightly stagnant.

    Thousands of years of practice and experience allowed him to make the most correct choice.

    Abandon your teammates, run for your life, and ask for help.

    "Wu Ming! Take action quickly. You and I can work together to kill this officer!"

    The secret method of operation made thirteen black-robed monks block the way for him. Zang Jing ran wildly and yelled these words.

    Hearing this, Mr. ChenBai was slightly startled, and the movements in his hands stopped for a moment, but then connected with lightning and flint.

    "The Supreme Elder of Jueqingya, the ultimate combat power, has existed for ten thousand years Wuming."

    "Sometimes, people still have to rely on themselves. It's too late to call for help now!"

    "Bacchus!"

    With Chen Shaobai¡¯s low drink, a statue of the Dharma of Heaven and Earth emerged from the sky. It drank a lot of wine and poured down the wine flask. The movements were done in one go without any sluggishness.

    The colorless and odorless Dionysus curse integrated all of Chen Shaobai's magic power and spiritual will, turned into mist and penetrated the void, directly shattering the hidden spirit into pieces, and even the soul did not escape.

    The ten thousand-foot-long transparent Milky Way was instantly dyed scarlet. It enveloped the sky and turned the sunlight into a bloody color. The scenery at this moment was still sung by living beings in Xi and Liuzhou millions of years later, and was called "Blood Sun".  ".

    The death of Zang Jing also means the destruction of the peak combat power of Xuan Kong Mountain. As long as the masters "Zhizhang" and "Zang Xuan" are rescued, all the resources and power of Xuan Kong Mountain in Xi and Liuzhou will be annexed by Qingxuan Sect.  Digestion.

    But before that, Chen Shaobai still had some things to solve.

    "If you don't come out now, when will you wait? Wuming, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

    Chen Shaobai waved his hand, and the overwhelming river of blood followed the middle Dantian and submerged into the real world. The thousands of years of practice and savings of the old monk Zangjing were all in his pocket. If he could digest and absorb them in the future, he would definitely  You will advance by leaps and bounds and your cultivation will be even better.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The moment he finished speaking, a thin figure appeared behind Chen Shaobai. He held one hand upside down and looked at the sun, as if he didn't take everything into consideration.

    Looking at this man's back, Chen Shaobai felt his heart throbbing and felt an infinite sense of familiarity, but he remained silent and did not speak.

    After a while, Wuming slowly turned around. His face was unpredictable and ever-changing. Some looked like a weak scholar, some looked like a majestic general, some looked like a young boy, some looked like an old man. One person's face actually contains the essence of hundreds of generations.  Wisdom and experience.

    Hundreds of faces flashed endlessly in Chen Shaobai's pupils, and finally settled on the face of a middle-aged man.

    His face is like a crown jade, his sword-shaped eyebrows are like stars, and his lips are like greased lips. If it weren't for the mustache on his chin, he would be 70% similar to Chen Shaobai.

    "It's you"

    Chen Shaobai lowered his head, clasped his teeth tightly, and made a squeaking sound when biting the ground. He seemed to be engaged in a huge psychological struggle. After several breaths, he coldly uttered three words.

    "Li! Qing! Zhi!"

    Hearing these three words, Wuming turned around sharply and stared at Chen Shaobai for a long time before a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile appeared on his face.

    "It turns out it's my seed, no wonder, no wonder"

    "Shut up! I don't have a father, only a mother!"

    Chen Shaobai's pupils are slightly red. His mother died of a strange illness when he was a child, and his father disappeared mysteriously. Combined with Li Qingzhi's identity and martial arts, all the clues became clear before his eyes.

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    "Chen Shaobai? I seem to have some impression. Your mother's name is Qingshuang, right? Is it the Seven Days of Lovesickness Gu or the Death Gu that I gave her? She's been dead for so long that I don't remember much"

    "Shut up! You are not allowed to mention her name!"

    Li Qingzhi was interrupted by Chen Shaobai's deep voice midway through his words. There was no warmth in seeing relatives in this sentence, only endless indifference and murderous intent.

    "Want to kill me?"

    There was a hint of ridicule on the corner of Li Qingzhi's mouth, and he looked at Chen Shaobai jokingly: "Although the move just now was powerful, it also exhausted your strength. Before digesting it, the thousand years of Taoism hiding the essence will not bring you any benefit.  , but it will become a burden. Are you sure you want to kill me in this state?"

    "Killing your own heir with your own hands, you have really done a lot in these hundreds of reincarnations"

    Li Qingzhi was talking to himself, but his face gradually became serious and he no longer used words to provoke.

    Chen Shaobai's face was cold and indifferent, and his aura was calm. His behavior was really not what a desperate person should be.

    A plump, smooth, golden elixir emerged.

    "This is a good thing, it's called Linghu elixir."

    Watching Chen Shaobai swallow the elixir into his belly in one gulp, Wuming felt an endless chill in his heart.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.
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