"Elder Wen? Why are you here?"
Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi with a puzzled expression.
"I came with Soul Eater!" Wen Renshi said.
"It's down there?"
"That's right!"
"Well, let's set up a formation and catch it!" Chen Daoming said.
"No, it's still running!"
After Wen Renshi finished speaking, he ran forward.
"Elder Wen, there is no way over there!"
"Go, follow along and see!"
The crowd followed Wen Renshi and ran quickly.
When they came to a rock wall, everyone stopped.
"Did the Soul Eater get past?" Chen Daoming asked.
"Shh!"
Wen Renshi made a mute gesture, lowered his head, and listened.
After a while, he lowered his voice, looked at the crowd, and said in a low voice, "There seems to be something under here that attracts it, it wants to hunt!"
"Hunting? Elder Wen, what can attract soul eaters?"
"Besides the soul, what else can there be!"
"what?"
Everyone was startled, and there was a trace of fear on their faces.
"What the hell is going on here?" Chen Daoming asked.
"It's probably some kind of remnant soul!" Wen Renshi said.
This has just been said.
"Om..."
The ground trembled and shook violently.
"Crack..."
In front of the rock wall, cracks opened up.
Immediately after.
"Boom..."
The rock wall exploded directly, like a bomb, attacking everyone.
"Boom..."
The crowd flew out backwards like kites with broken strings and fell heavily to the ground.
Many of those with low strength were covered in scars and vomited blood.
Struggling to get up, looking up at the scene in front of him, his pupils could not help shrinking.
I saw that in front of them was an incomparably huge cave.
In the middle of the cave, a statue stood horizontally in front of everyone.
The size of the statue is a thousand meters high.
Below the statue, a group of cultivators fell to the ground, screaming again and again.
At the foot of the statue, there is a piece of five-spirited fairy gold like a hill that strongly stimulates everyone's attention.
"Five Spirits Immortal Gold?"
Xiang Shichen couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
"Don't move, it's weird in here!"
With a loud shout, Xiang Shichen woke up.
Chen Daoming stood up, looked at Wen Renshi and Mu Bing, and then took them to the cave.
His eyes swept around, not daring to be careless.
"Ouch, it hurts to death!"
"Which one killed a thousand knives, it's not secure at all!"
Su Yiling struggled, crying out in pain from time to time.
With a glance, I happened to see Chen Daoming and others.
"Master Chen!?"
She transformed rapidly and ran towards Chen Daoming quickly.
"Elder Su, why are you here?"
Chen Daoming and others were also taken aback.
"this!"
Su Yiling took out a statue with a broken arm and handed it to Chen Daoming, "My son sent me to bring this over!"
"this?"
Chen Daoming held the broken arm and looked left and right, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Where's League Lord Luo?" Chen Daoming asked.
"Master is looking for the old man Jiuyou, and he won't be back in a while!" Su Yiling said.
"Then who are you?" Chen Daoming asked.
"This is me going to the son's place..."
Su Yiling explained the situation of choosing this arm.
Chen Daoming held this arm and frowned secretly.
Why did the son send such an arm
Is it to cut off my arm
Can you better practice the Dao of the Sword
No, it's more flexible to have arms.
Sword Immortal's broken arm will not affect body coordination.
So, could it be that Lao Wen broke his arm
Thinking of this, Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi, his eyes fixed on his arm.
"Lord Chen, why are you looking at me like that?"
Wen Renshi's face was horrified.
"Young Master asked you to cut off your own arm, you can do it!"
As soon as the words came out.
"boom!"
It's like a thunderstorm on the top of Wenren's stone.
He stood there dumbfounded, in disbelief.
"Lord Chen, what do you say about this?" Wen Renshi asked.
"Young master sent a broken arm, what do you mean? Doesn't it mean that we have to cut our own arm?" Chen Daoming said.
Several people nodded together.
"However, why is this old man? Not your Alliance Leader Chen?" Wen Renshi asked.
"It's very simple, I need to hold the knife with both hands to learn the sword, and the explosive power is strong! If I break an arm, there will be no progress in this life. The son naturally knows this!"
"And you, the swordsmanship you learned, is enough to hold a sword with one hand. As for Elder Mu and Elder Su, are you willing to let them cut off their arms?"
"Would you like to see their arms cut off?"
Chen Daoming said something, and Wen Renshi was speechless.
Wen Renshi took out the immortal sword, his hands trembling.
"Since it's the son's request, I don't want to cut off an arm, even if I cut off my head, I won't frown!"
After speaking, Wen Renshi picked up the long sword and looked at Chen Daoming, "Broken that arm?"
Chen Daoming picked up the broken arm and looked at it, frowning slightly, "This looks like a left arm, it should be your left arm!"
"good!"
Sword in hand.
"Wow..."
Blood spattered, and his arm fell to the ground.
"what… "
Su Yiling let out a scream and turned her head away.
Mu Bing also frowned slightly, not daring to look at it.
Wenren invoked immortal power to stop the injury.
During the whole process, he remained silent.
"The arm is broken, what should I do now?" Wen Renshi said.
"look!"
Chen Daoming pointed at Wen Renshi's broken arm and exclaimed.
Everyone squinted and looked, their pupils could not help shrinking.
I saw Wenrenshi's broken arm turned into wisps of blood, forming a blood line that flew into the statue's mouth and disappeared.
"It's devouring qi and blood, this... This is not a statue, I'm afraid it's a demon ancestor!" Chen Daoming said.
"what?"
Several people's scalps exploded, and their faces changed slightly.
Wen Renshi was full of excitement and nodded secretly.
"Young Master, you are really clever, let the old man cut off his arm, just to draw out the demons!"
"I come!"
After finishing speaking, Wen Renshi rose to the sky, picked up the immortal sword in his right hand, poured his strength into it, aimed it at the statue's head, and slashed it with a sword.
"Om..."
The air roared, the air waves shook.
An arc-shaped sword energy, with the momentum of tearing everything, hurried away.
Seeing that, he was about to cut off the head of the statue.
At this time.
"Om..."
The air in front of the sword qi suddenly shook with layers of ripples.
An old man in a blood robe and holding a long staff emerged from the ripples.
Extend your cane and point forward.
"Om..."
The air vibrated, and a white light slammed directly on the sword energy.
"Boom..."
A loud bang.
The old man in the blood robe and Wenren stepped back, and after standing, their faces were full of fear.
"That's the Demon Pharaoh!"
At this moment, an exclamation sounded.
When the immortal cultivator below saw it, his face changed dramatically.
They hugged together and stepped back.
Crowded in a corner, shivering.
"This little guy is a bit strong!"
"Five, come and help the old man!"
The blood-robed old man shouted.
"Yes, third brother!"
An old woman in a blood robe appeared behind Wen Renshi.
The two were one after the other, surrounding Wen Renshi.
Everyone has not woken up from their astonishment.
At this time.
"Hoo! Hoo! La!"
Three consecutive beeps sounded.
Three figures, surrounding the statue in three directions, glanced coldly at the people below.
Especially the skinny old man, those eyes that couldn't turn, stared directly at Su Yiling.
"You two, kill them and resurrect the ancestors!"
"The old man will meet that little doll!"
"Yes, Great Pharaoh!"
After the two finished speaking, they waved the long staff in their hands.
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