blogombal Chapter 175
Chapter 175
"Are you laughing at me?" Suddenly
, Ancestor Turtle felt a blazing heat around him.
I saw that the flame of Nirvana was condensed in the hands of the Holy Fire Vermilion Bird, and a rich murderous aura appeared on my body.
Faintly, you can see the phantom of the Holy Fire Vermilion Bird condensed on its body.
Seeing this, Patriarch Turtle hurriedly hid the smile on the corner of his mouth.
In the face of one's own life and happiness, it is obviously the former that is more important.
"No... No, Grandma, how dare I!" Ancestor
Turtle hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head.
"But I saw you smiling. "
The Holy Flame Vermilion Bird will not eat this set, and with a wave of his big hand, a ball of Nirvana fire swept towards the Turtle Patriarch.
Seeing this, the latter dared to hesitate for a moment, and the Xuanwu phantoms appeared all over his body.
It was able to resist the onslaught of that flame of nirvana.
"Dare to resist.
"Looks like you're not taking me seriously. "
Look for death!"
Seeing that the Turtle Ancestor was resisting with his Xuanwu supernatural powers, the face of the Holy Fire Vermilion Bird suddenly became gloomy.
Only a scream was heard.
The Holy Flame Suzaku and the Turtle Patriarch have already made a fight.
Seeing this, the Confucian Yan Shenggong wanted to stop it, but Jiang Chen shook his head at it.
Ancestor Turtle doesn't have a long memory, so it is also appropriate to let the Holy Fire Suzaku teach him a lesson.
After all, this guy has relied on his old age and strength, and he has been powerful among his own beasts for a long time.
Now he finally came across a holy flame Suzaku that scared him, and this must not be allowed to be remembered for a long time.
"Jiang Chen's little friend... Is it really okay?" Confucian
Yan Shenggong looked at the turtle ancestor with a blue nose and swollen face, and looked at Jiang Chen and asked.
"Yan Shenggong can rest assured that he can't die. Jiang
Chen knew very well that the Turtle Ancestor was pitiful on the surface, but in fact he didn't suffer much damage.
The Xuanwu Avatar is known for its defensive power.
Although the Turtle Patriarch's strength is weaker than that of the Holy Flame Suzaku, it is extremely difficult to kill the latter if he does not go all out.
Besides, if the Holy Flame Vermilion Bird dared to make a move in front of Jiang Chen, it would definitely not kill him.
She still understands this.
Hearing this, the Confucian Yan Shenggong no longer continued to be obsessed with the life and death of the Turtle Patriarch.
Instead, he looked at Jiang Chen and asked, "Does Jiang Chen know about a shocking incident in Jiangnan recently?"
Jiang Chen frowned when he heard this.
During this time, he was in the cultivation space, and he didn't know anything about what was happening in Jiangnan.
Moreover, as an outsider, it is impossible for him to know the secrets of Jiangnan.
"Please also ask the seniors of the Holy Fathers to speak bluntly.
Jiang Chen bowed his hand slightly to the Confucian Yan Shenggong.
The latter waved his sleeves, nodded, and spoke slowly.
"Jiangnan is not as calm as it seems.
"According to rumors, in ancient times, there was a ghost god in Jiangnan, whose strength has reached the eighth realm, and it is known as invincible in the world.
"Even if the original Confucian masters came out, they were not their enemies at all.
"This person was originally a Confucian sage, but he died unexpectedly, and was buried in a ghost vein after his death, absorbing the essence of the ghost vein day and night, and it is rumored that he has cultivated the ghost path after thousands of years.
"Break the seal in one fell swoop, relive a lifetime, and achieve the position of ghosts and gods."
"It's just that although he is a ghost and god, he can't be tolerated by heaven and earth, even if he has already entered the eighth realm, even if he is only one step away from the ninth realm.
"But still on a stormy night, it was bombarded into flesh by eighty-one heavenly thunderstorms.
As soon as the Confucian Yan Shenggong finished speaking, Jiang Chen opened his mouth and asked: "Absorbing the essence of the ghost vein to relive a lifetime is against the way of heaven.
"Even if it is a ghost or god, it can't escape the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth, and in the end it will inevitably be a dead end. "
It's just that this matter should be a thousand years away from now, and I don't know why the predecessors of Yan Shenggong want to bring up the old matter again. Although
Jiang Chen didn't know much about this matter, he knew a little bit about it.
After all, such a ghost god whose strength is comparable to the eighth realm, and even one step away from the ninth realm.
At the beginning, it caused an uproar throughout China.
"Jiang Chen Xiaoyou didn't know.
"Although the original ghost god died, he left a legacy.
"The old man didn't know about this inheritance until he met with the master of the ghost path. The
Confucian Yan Shenggong sighed, his face full of emotion.
"Someone cultivates the way of ghosts?"
Jiang Chen quickly grasped the point of the Confucian Yan Shenggong's words.
You must know that the ghost path is a side path, and cultivation not only requires some ghost medicine, but more importantly, the ghost vein.
Throughout the ages, there can be several ghost veins.
At the beginning, the Confucian predecessor was able to bury the ghost vein, which was purely a coincidence.
And those who cultivate the ghost path, if they do not have the essence of the ghost path, then they will be reduced to a powerful ghost in the world.
When the time comes, the blood of the living will be sucked to make up for the shortcomings of the ghost path.
Slaughtering villages and even cities at every turn
! Tens of thousands of people will suffer unjustified disasters!
Jiang Chen absolutely cannot tolerate this incident.
Although he is not a hero with the righteousness of the world in mind, he must not be left alone.
If he doesn't know about it, that's it.
But as long as he knows, then he must put an end to the matter.
Confucian Yan Shenggong looked at the killing intent in Jiang Chen's eyes, and suddenly trembled.
I don't know why, in the face of the junior in front of him, even if he is stronger than the other party by a realm, he will still shudder.
It was as if Jiang Chen was not a powerhouse in the Sixth Realm, but a master equal to himself.
"Don't hide it from Jiang Chen.
"This person who practices the ghost path has a bit of a relationship with the old man.
"When the old man and the old dean of Baishan Academy founded Baishan Academy, this person was also a vice president of Baishan Academy.
"It's a pity that this person is not good at teaching and educating people, and he only wants to achieve the avenue.
So he later taught the position of vice president to Xu Lang, the little guy, and he traveled all over the world.
Later, for some reason, he died in a mass grave in Jiangnan.
"At that time, the old man and the old dean of Baishan Academy wanted to move his grave, but unfortunately it was delayed because of some things. "
Who would have thought that now he would actually raise his own ghost medicine in the mass grave and live for three months.
"Now he still wants to find the ghost vein of Jiangnan, bury himself in it, and become the next ghost god.
"The old man is a close friend with him, and it is difficult to make a move, and he is the predecessor of Jiangnan Confucianism, and Confucianism is not easy to come forward. Hearing
this, Jiang Chen immediately understood the meaning of the Confucian Yan Holy Father.
He sneered and said, "It looks like you're planning to let me make a move." "
Jiang Chen Xiaoyou is worthy of being the dragon and phoenix among people, and this is exactly what the old man meant.
"If Jiang Chen's little friend can solve the old man's heart disease, the old man can promise you a position. "