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Chapter 469

Words:2833Update:22/06/18 05:52:28

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Xie Ziwen shouted and smashed his palm against the base of the tree.

"Bang!"

The two huge forces clashed in the air. A purple energy ripple spread out rapidly in the air. It seemed like space had been sliced in half.

The huge force pressed down, and Xie Ziwen vomited a mouthful of blood. Blood leaked out of all the pores on his body.

"Xiu!"

This palm strike knocked the divine tree into the air again. However, it did not show any signs of damage. Even the direction in which it was falling did not change.

The rebound from the divine Wukui Tree made Xiao Chen feel uncomfortable. He thought to himself, This person is indeed strong. Unexpectedly, he can still counterattack like this after receiving the heavy blow from Wukui Moves the Heavens.

"Again!

Bang! Bang! "

Under Xiao Chen's guidance, the divine Wukui Tree with a vast and boundless aura smashed into Xie Ziwen repeatedly.

Xie Ziwen was indeed very strong. Although his injuries were more severe each time, he managed to endure it after repeating the process four or five times.

When the many cultivators in the air saw this, they were all astonished.

The ground under Xie Ziwen's feet had already caved in when the divine tree smashed into it. Blood flowed out of his eyes, nose, and mouth; it was a frightening sight.

Just as Xie Ziwen could no longer hold on, an extremely strong aura flew over from the horizon. A black-robed old man smashed his palm against the divine Wukui Tree. "Ka ca!

Ka ca! "

This palm strike contained an unknown amount of force. The entire divine Wukui Tree instantly cracked. After a while, it turned into a scarlet shockwave flying through the air.

When Xie Ziwen saw the black-robed old man, his expression relaxed. He said somewhat weakly, "Second Martial Uncle, why are you here?"

The black-robed old man supported the divine Wukui Tree with one hand. He glanced at Xie Ziwen and said, "You still have the cheek to say that? If I had not heard the commotion and rushed over, you might have been beaten to death."

"I told you long ago that times have changed. If you maintain the same attitude as before, even if you enter the Ancient Desolate Tower, you will still be crushed to death by the waves."

Xie Ziwen did not take the old man's words to heart. He pointed at Xiao Chen and said, "Second Martial Uncle, kill him. You cannot let him off. My internal organs are all injured. I am afraid I will not be able to participate in the arena battles in the Ancient Desolate Tower."

When the black-robed old man heard this, he checked Xie Ziwen's injuries. His expression immediately changed as he looked coldly at Xiao Chen.

Immediately, Xiao Chen felt a frightening force staring at him. His heartbeat slowed under the old man's gaze.

Xiao Chen could not help but be astonished. This black-robed old man was actually a Martial Monarch.

The black-robed old man withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "You are really bold. You even dare to offend the Evil Moon Pavilion. I pray that you never leave the Ancient Desolate Land."

After Xiao Chen spoke, he ignored Xie Ziwen's words and quickly left with Xie Ziwen. He left as quickly as he had come.

Just as Xiao Chen was wondering why the other party would stop, an extremely powerful aura came from behind him.

This was the old man who announced the date of the arena battles at the Tianwu Plaza. As he looked in the direction that Xie Ziwen's second martial uncle left, he smiled coldly and said, "At least he is tactful. What kind of place is this? It is not a place for the Evil Moon Pavilion to be arrogant."

Xiao Chen felt relieved. He now knew why the old man did not dare to do anything to him. He said to the old man in the air, "This junior is Xiao Chen. Many thanks for Senior's help. May I ask for Senior's name?"

The old man smiled gently and floated down from the sky. He carefully sized up Xiao Chen and said, "Not bad. A hundred consecutive victories is indeed not a fluke. This old man is called Shi Hailong. You can just call me Senior Shi."

Xiao Chen nodded and thanked him again. When the other outstanding talents in the courtyard saw the old man, they all flew over and respectfully greeted him.

Shi Hailong looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Today, you have helped the Heavenly Extermination Union greatly. As long as you are in the Ancient Desolate Land, I can guarantee that no one from the Evil Moon Pavilion will dare to touch you. I have something here to thank you personally."

Shi Hailong tossed a Medicinal Pill bottle over. When Xiao Chen opened it and smelled it, he smelled a heavy medicinal fragrance that intoxicated him.

After the consecutive battles, Xiao Chen had suffered some internal injuries. When he smelled this fragrance, he immediately felt better.

It was actually a Medicinal Pill for treating internal injuries. Just the fragrance alone was so effective. It was easy to imagine the rank of this Medicinal Pill. Xiao Chen quickly thanked Shi Hailong.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Chen understood what this meant by doing the Heavenly Extermination Union a huge favor.

The Heavenly Extermination Union probably did not wish for Xie Ziwen to participate in the fight for the Ancient Desolate Tower. However, Xie Ziwen had used a favor to pressure Xiao Chen, so he had no choice but to do so.

Now that Xiao Chen had severely injured Xie Ziwen, Xie Ziwen would not be able to participate in the fight for the Ancient Desolate Tower.

Xiao Chen had already repaid the Heavenly Extermination Union's favor and achieved his goal. It would be hard for him not to be happy.

"Those twenty spots should not be a problem for you. The Ancient Desolate Tower is looking forward to seeing how many floors you can climb."

After the old man spoke, he did not linger. With a few flashes, he was already a kilometer away. The strength of a Martial Monarch was truly unfathomable. Just his speed was enough to astonish the outstanding talents.

"Xiao Chen, many thanks for your help earlier," Zuo Mo of the Beast Taming Abode thanked Xiao Chen as he stepped forward and performed a cupped-fist salute.

Xiao Chen said softly, "There is no need to thank me. It was just a small matter."

However, Zuo Mo smiled bitterly to himself. Indeed, it was just a small matter. However, at that time, Xie Ziwen was extremely arrogant. Furthermore, he had the Evil Moon Pavilion behind him.

Anyone who dared to help would have to consider the consequences. Not just anyone would dare to make such a move, and not just anyone would be able to do it so accurately.

Zuo Mo raised his head and looked sincerely at Xiao Chen. He said, "There are no words to express my gratitude. We will meet again in the Ancient Desolate Tower. I hope that we can reach heights that no one before us can reach.

"At that time, we will go to the Five Nation Youth Competition and make those arrogant geniuses of the Great Jin Nation lower their heads."

Xiao Chen smiled gently and did not say anything more.

The gathering came to an end. Originally, it was just a gathering for the members to test each other out. Unexpectedly, it turned out like this.

When everyone looked at Xiao Chen, their earlier shock had turned into awe and veneration.

Although the battle between Xiao Chen and Zuo Mo had not officially started, it was already clear who was stronger.

Now, Xiao Chen had completely suppressed Zuo Mo, becoming the strongest of the younger generation of the four nations.

Among the young geniuses who were ranked above him, only the top geniuses of Dajin were left. The gap between him and the others had completely widened.

After the crowd left, Xia Xiyan looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, now that you have offended the Evil Moon Pavilion, although the Heavenly Extermination Union is protecting you, it is hard to avoid them playing tricks. How about you stay at the Thousand Sword Pavilion's branch before the arena battles begin?"

Xia Xiyan invited him again. Xiao Chen was too embarrassed to reject her again. Furthermore, Xia Xiyan's words made sense.

It would be easy for the other party to play tricks. Although Xiao Chen was not afraid of such things, it would still be troublesome. So, he agreed to Xia Xiyan's invitation.

--- As the two of them headed for the Thousand Sword Pavilion's branch, a middle-aged man with a black scar on his face stood at the top of a tree outside the courtyard.

A middle-aged man with a black scar on his face stood on the top of a tree and stared at Xiao Chen expressionlessly. If Xiao Chen noticed this person, he would discover that this person was the Dark Church remnant that stole the Martial Sage's corpse.

"It is indeed the Blue Dragon Qi. I used it a few times in the wrestling ring and a few more times today. I can go and verify it with the Vice Church Master."

"It is indeed the Blue Dragon Qi. I used it a few times in the wrestling ring and a few more times today. I can go and verify it with the Vice Church Master."

--- On a nameless island outside Desolate City, a black stone coffin lay in the center of a secret room. A robust corpse lay in the coffin.

The coffin was filled with a viscous red liquid that bubbled continuously. Strands of red energy slowly poured into the corpse.

The corpse looked like it was alive. Its skin glistened as it soaked in the liquid. It did not look like a corpse at all.

When Xiao Chen saw the corpse's appearance, he discovered that it was the Martial Sage's corpse that the scarred man had stolen from Qianren Island.

A few cultivators wearing black robes embroidered with red clouds stood around the coffin. They watched the corpse in the coffin anxiously, occasionally adding some materials into the coffin.

Even closer to the wall was a black-robed old man with a gloomy aura. He looked excitedly at the corpse in the coffin, his expression filled with anticipation.

As he stood there, he looked like a dark shadow hiding in the room. The originally dim secret room seemed to turn even darker because of him.

"How is it? How long will it take before this corpse can be completely refined into a Demonic Corpse?!" The black-robed old man's hoarse voice resounded in the secret room.

A cultivator stopped what he was doing and said respectfully to the old man, "Reporting to Vice Church Master Ding, it will take another half a year before it can be completely refined. We are incompetent; it has taken too long."

"Otherwise, we could have taken it out in the battle with the Blood Wolf Gang."

No one knew if the Dark Church's Church Master was dead or alive. Normally, only the three Vice Church Masters appeared before the members of the Dark Church.

Aside from this old man, the other two Vice Church Masters spent most of their time wandering around and did not care about the Dark Church's affairs. Hence, this old man could be considered the true Church Master of the Dark Church.

Old man Ding smiled and said, "It is not long, not long at all. It is only half a year. This is a rare physical body Martial Sage that appears once in a thousand years. As for the Blood Wolf Gang, there is no need for you to care about them. They are just some small fries. "

"Dong! Dong!

Dong! "There was knocking on the door of the secret room. Then, the stone door opened. A member of the Dark Church surrounded by black Qi arrived before Church Master Ding and whispered a few words to him.

After Old man Ding heard this, his face lit up in joy again. He waved his hand, dismissing this person. Then, he said to the four people refining the Martial Sage's corpse, "Stay in this secret room for half a year and do not leave. When the matter is done, I will reward you."

The four nodded quickly. Then, the old man left the secret room and arrived at a large hall.

The scarred man had been waiting in the hall for a long time already. When he saw the old man, he quickly bowed and said, "Wu Yang greets Church Master."

A smile appeared on Church Master Ding's wrinkled face. He said, "There is no need to be so polite. What good news do you have for me?"

Wu Yang nodded and said, "The brat who snatched away the Martial Sage's burial items on Qianren Island is indeed the inheritor of the Blue Dragon Martial Spirit."

When Church Master Ding heard this, his expression changed slightly. He entered deep thought. Before the Church Master went into closed-door cultivation, he said that the inheritor of the Blue Dragon Martial Spirit would definitely appear. It looked like this was true.

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