Chapter 2691
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"You're finally here." The black-robed young man did not answer Tang Ao's question. Instead, he looked into the distance impatiently. As soon as the black-robed young man finished speaking, Qian Dajiang and the other two instantly appeared not far from Tang Ao. Tang Ao was right. Qian Dajiang had indeed gone to find helpers. Right now, there were two people beside him.
One of them was a skinny monk, and the other was an old man wearing a bamboo hat. Qian Dajiang's expression turned ugly when he saw the black-robed young man. Qian Dajiang did not try to snatch the Hundred Immortals Fruit earlier because he was worried that Ghost Chen would recognize it as a Hundred Immortals Fruit. Now, it seemed that what he was worried about had happened.
"Ghost Chen, I, Qian Dajiang, have never offended you in all my years in the Unbounded Desolation Realm. If you hadn't reached the Yin-Yang Realm, I wouldn't have said anything about the Hundred Immortals Fruit. But now that you've reached the Yin-Yang Realm, why are you trying to snatch the Hundred Immortals Fruit from me? "Qian Dajiang was not afraid of Tang Ao and the other two, but he did not dare to ignore Ghost Chen. Even though he had brought two helpers with him, he did not want to fight Ghost Chen.
"In that case, remove the poison from the Hundred Immortals Fruit, and I won't kill you." Ghost Chen's voice was a bit weak, as if he was so weak that he could die at any moment.
"Ghost Chen, what do you want? Even if we really fight, the three of us will not be afraid of you." Even though Ghost Chen was being rude, Qian Dajiang still did not want to fight him. Ghost Chen cultivated a strange martial art that made his body seem like it was made of ten thousand ghosts. The poison that Qian Dajiang was most proud of had no effect on Ghost Chen at all.
Without the poison, Qian Dajiang was only a normal ninth stage Astral Reaching Realm martial artist. It could be said that Ghost Chen had completely suppressed him. Otherwise, Ghost Chen had only reached the Yin-Yang Realm not long ago, and his realm was not stable yet. Even if a true Yin-Yang Realm martial artist came, Qian Dajiang might not be so afraid.
"Amitabha, Brother Qian and Elder Lin are not afraid of Ghost Chen, but I am." At that moment, the monk beside Qian Dajiang suddenly put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha.
Tang Ao conjured his Skypolarity Eyes and looked at the monk. His interest was immediately piqued. This was because Tang Ao could tell that the skinny monk was the same as Gui Chen. They both cultivated in the Ghost Dao. Martial artists who cultivated in the Ghost Dao Cultivation Method were very rare. Normally, one would not be seen even once in a few hundred years. He did not expect to see two here today.
"If you're afraid, then scram." Gui Chen's voice was cold. However, there was an unconcealable arrogance within it.
"Well said, well said." Although Monk Withered Firewood's mouth was saying well, his hands were not saying well at all. With a flick of his hand, a string of prayer beads flew out from his wrist. As Monk Withered Firewood made a hand seal, the string of beads instantly magnified a hundred times. Tang Ao and the others were surprised to see that the beads on the prayer beads were actually the skulls of demonic beasts.
As soon as the Prayer Bead appeared, an eerie wind immediately blew and a deathly aura filled the air. Waves of ghostly cries and wild laughter swept through the surroundings. This sound was terrifying, as if it could directly penetrate the flesh and crush the soul. Tang Ao immediately released his soul remembrance, protecting Jin Chen and Ning Xuanmo behind him. This Monk Withered Firewood's attack was very special. It was indeed a direct attack on the soul.
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