Chu Li disappeared the next moment.
He returned the next moment.
Jing Zhen frowned.
Chu Li smiled. "Jing Zhen, you guessed correctly. The other two have been dealt with. Does the Church of Nine Specters want to go all the way and provoke the Lotus Sect?"
"Hand over the secret lotus technique and I'll let you go," Jing Zhen said coldly.
Chu Li could not help but laugh. "Jing Zhen, you've cultivated the Secret Lotus Technique and felt that the Secret Lotus Technique would be extremely beneficial to the Abyssal Tome, so you told the Church of Nine Spirit about it, causing them to covet us?"
"That's right." Jing Zhen said, "I'm telling the truth, not trying to sow discord. The secret lotus technique is really helpful to the Book of Nine Specters!"
Chu Li sighed. "You're born to be fickle. Don't you have any feelings for the Lotus Sect?"
"I have feelings for the Lotus Sect, but not for their disciples!" Jing Zhen scoffed. "I didn't interact with them at all! But I want to kill you, but it's different for Junior Sister Jingxue! "
As he spoke, a strange smile appeared on his face.
Chu Li's face darkened, and a light flashed in his eyes.
"Bang!" Jing Zhen was suddenly sent flying. The black light on his body flickered violently as if he was going to collapse at any time.
Chu Li sneered. "You're quite capable. No wonder you're so arrogant!"
Jing Zhen slid down from the wall, his eyes wide in disbelief.
Chu Li saw his thoughts about Jingxue. He wanted to capture Jingxue and torture her, humiliate her, and treat her as a plaything.
In a rage, Chu Li made a killing move, and the God Punishing Thunder Sword shot out.
It kept improving, and the power of the God Punishing Thunder Sword increased greatly. It was twice as powerful as before.
However, he did not expect Jing Zhen to have a strange power. He did not notice it before, but when Jing Zhen was about to die, he suddenly used it to block it.
This saved Jing Zhen's life, or he would have died.
The black light on Jing Zhen's body flickered continuously as if he was breathing. He kept recovering and strengthening himself.
The black light grew stronger.
Chu Li narrowed his eyes. "What technique is this?"
"This is the power of the Book of Nine Specters!" Jing Zhen sneered proudly. "After cultivating the Book of Nine Specters, I can borrow the power of the Abyss!"
Chu Li nodded in realization. "I see!"
He could also borrow the power of the Golden Pool, but he needed to get close to the Golden Pool. He didn't expect that the Book of Nine Underworlds was even better, as it didn't need to get close to the Nine Underworlds.
Jing Zhen snorted, "You can't kill me. As long as the Nine Serenities Abyss exists, I won't die. Haha, hahahaha!"
At this point, he laughed maniacally. "Haha, Jingru, if you can't kill me today, I'll capture Jingxue tomorrow. At that time, I'll definitely play with her in front of you. I'll let you watch with your own eyes but be helpless against her. You'll want to kill her with a single palm strike!"
When he saw Chu Li being humiliated, he felt unusually delighted and wanted to provoke Chu Li even more.
When Chu Li and Jingxue became famous in the martial arts world and were in the limelight for a period of time, he was immersed in his cultivation, enduring inhumane pain.
Finally, he had successfully cultivated the Nine Hell Treasured Manual. The first thing he did was to suppress Chu Li's limelight and snatch Jingxue away.
The Nine Evil Cult was destined to rise.
Meng Guangyuan had a fortuitous encounter and advanced by leaps and bounds, successfully cultivating the Nine Hell Treasured Manual in one go. On the other hand, he had the Secret Lotus Technique and found a secret technique in the Sutra Library. With the help of the two, he also quickly cultivated the Nine Hell Treasured Manual.
Although Meng Guangyuan took first place, Meng Guangyuan had already disappeared, mysteriously disappearing from the world.
The sect had already determined that he was dead, and his soul had completely dispersed. He didn't reincarnate in the Nine Underworlds Abyss.
There were only two people in the world who could do this. One was Shen Xing from the Extreme Monarch Sect, and the other was Jing Ru from the Lotus Flower Sect.
They determined that it was Jing Ru.
Because Meng Guangyuan had gone to the Lotus Flower Sect to seize the Secret Lotus Technique, he must have died in Jing Ru's hands. The Church of Nine Hell naturally wouldn't let it go.
They had Jing Zhen, who was enough to stop Chu Li. The Church of Nine Hell was stronger than the Lotus Flower Sect. As long as they obtained the Secret Lotus Technique, they would be like a tiger with wings, and they wouldn't have to be afraid of the Lotus Flower Sect.
Therefore, they decided to attack the Lotus Flower Sect. They would start with the soft target and find an ordinary Lotus Flower Sect disciple. Jing Zhen would be personally in charge. Even if Chu Li appeared to rescue him, he would be able to stop him.
This was the wishful thinking of the Church of Nine Hell.
The killing intent in Chu Li's heart turned into a smile, as if he wasn't angry or angry at all. He said faintly, "Then let's see the power of your Book of Nine Hell!"
When he thought of this, he took a step forward and arrived in front of Jing Zhen. He lightly threw out a punch. His movements were relaxed and slow like the wind.
Jing Zhen sneered.
He was fearless, and endless killing intent surged. The black light on his body suddenly converged into his fist, and he met Chu Li's fist.
"Pop!" A crisp sound rang out.
It was as if a pebble had fallen into a deep well.
Jing Zhen's body froze on the spot. Only his eyes were wide open, as if they were about to pop out. His eyes were quickly filled with blood.
Chu Li looked at him calmly, as if he was looking at a dead man.
"Pop, pop, pop, pop …" Clear sounds came from Jing Zhen's body, as if twenty or so pebbles were thrown into a deep well one by one.
He spat out an arrow of blood with a "pu" sound, followed by a second arrow of blood and a third arrow of blood. Every time a crisp sound came from his body, he would spit out an arrow of blood.
With every sound and every time he spat out an arrow of blood, Jing Zhen would become a little shorter. It was as if his body was made of sand and was being submerged.
By the time twenty over sounds were heard, Jing Zhen had already fallen limply to the ground like a pile of mud. He did not have any bones or flesh. It was as if he was only left with a piece of skin and a head.
Chu Li came in front of him and looked down at Jing Zhen, who was lying on the ground. "Where's the power of the Abyss? Why isn't it here? "
"I can't be killed!" Jing Zhen gritted his teeth.
His eyes were blood-red, and his expression was ferocious. His previous handsome appearance had completely disappeared.
Chu Li shook his head and said, "I'd like to see if you'll die today!"
As he spoke, his eyes flashed.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang …" Strange sounds came from Jing Zhen's body again. Then, a black light flashed, and his body began to fill up.
It was as if the black light had transformed into the power of his flesh and blood.
Chu Li was surprised and looked at him in surprise.
The Abyssal Tome was indeed mysterious. He had really borrowed the power of the Abyss, and his body's recovery speed was beyond imagination.
His Giant Spirit Palm earlier had been sudden and intense. The power of the Abyss could not react in time, and now, its power was revealed.
"Haha …" Jing Zhen laughed out loud and straightened his back like a pine tree.
He felt his body quickly fill up and fill up, and his powerful power was quickly returning. This pain and excitement mixed together made him want to laugh out loud.
His heroic spirit reached the clouds. It was as if there was nothing in the world that he feared and no one to be afraid of. He just had to do whatever he wanted, even if that person was Jing Ru!
Chu Li shook his head and appeared in front of him in a flash. Then, he lightly struck out with his palm again.
Jing Zhen wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
"Pop, pop, pop, pop …" The sound of pebbles falling into the deep well was heard continuously again, but this time, it did not stop.
The black light on Jing Zhen's body flickered violently as if it was contending with the sound of the pebbles. However, his body became shorter and shorter, and he looked the same as before.
"Ah!" Jing Zhen roared hoarsely. He was extremely indignant. He could feel his body rapidly weakening, and the power of the Abyss could not save him in time.
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