blogombal Chapter 151
Chapter 151
100,000 deep in the mountains.
Jiang Chen took one step at a time, and his figure shuttled rapidly through the forest.
It was only a moment later that he settled down beside a dark pool.
This pool is the same pool where the horned anaconda is imprisoned.
It's just that the horned anaconda at this moment is hiding in the depths of the yin pool, and it doesn't dare to reveal a trace of breath.
For fear of being detected by this celebrity sixth realm cultivator next to the Yin Pool.
It's just that even if the horned anaconda concealed its breath, Jiang Chen could still see the clues of this place at a glance.
I saw him wave his big hand, and the rusty sword behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, and the majestic sword qi rose into the sky, suppressing this piece of heaven and earth.
Today's Jiang Chen's strength has long been different from what it used to be, and as long as he wants to make a move at this moment, then he can easily raze the 100,000 mountains to the ground.
This is not empty words.
Other Sixth Realm cultivators may not have such skills, but Jiang Chen does.
Just because his sword path has been transcendent and holy, just because his body has half entered the sainthood, just because the sword in his hand comes from another heaven and earth.
Ignoring the laws of heaven and earth is enough to be comparable to the way of heaven!"
Jiang Chen stood with his sword in his hand and spoke indifferently.
The horned anaconda hiding in the pool below trembled, and it already felt that the other party had locked its bearing.
As long as the latter hands out a sword at this moment, then it will inevitably be killed by a sword!
The next moment, the horned anaconda broke out of the water, and its body was imprisoned by chains, so that it could only expose half of its body to the surface.
When it saw Jiang Chen standing with his sword in his hand, it was horrified.
It felt an indescribable terror, as if it were facing the strongest in the world.
Even when it faced the Confucian Yan Shenggong, it was never so afraid.
This is mainly because Jiang Chen's sword path advocates killing, and the rusty sword in his hand has a monstrous killing meaning.
Although the strength of the Confucian Yan Sheng Gong is stronger than Jiang Chen, the Confucian Yan Sheng Gong is the first person in Confucianism, and his strength is strong, but his breath is extremely gentle.
Even if it was a shot at the horned anaconda, it did not kill it, but imprisoned it here, hoping that it could return to peace under the erosion of the years.
It's a pity that the Confucian Yan Shenggong didn't expect that the demon beast was a demon beast after all.
Expecting the demon beast to calm down and let go of killing is tantamount to a fool's dream.
Facing Jiang Chen at this moment, the body of the horned anaconda began to tremble violently, and the breath on his body was depressed to the extreme.
A sense of powerlessness welled up in my heart.
"Don't hide?" Jiang
Chen held the sword in his hand and looked indifferently at the horned anaconda in front of him.
Hearing this, the horned anaconda hurriedly shook his head and asked in a trembling voice, "Dare to ask why the seniors came here." "
What's the matter
?" "Can't I kill you?"
Jiang Chen smiled indifferently, and a sense of killing intent appeared all over his body.
For a while, the horned anaconda's face turned pale.
Kill yourself!
It originally thought that the other party was not here to kill itself, but now it seems that it was thinking wrong.
"I..."
"I was trapped here by the Confucian Yan Shenggong, and I was not suspected of making waves, why did my predecessors kill me." The
horned anaconda spoke, but his face was no longer half bloody.
"There is no why. "Demon beasts
are demon beasts after all.
"At the beginning, the Confucian Yan Sheng Gong trapped you here, hoping that you would change your evil ways and return to the right.
"It's a pity that time has passed, and you are still demonic after all.
"The strange aura in the 100,000 mountains comes partly from the gibbon king I killed, and partly from you.
"Since you want to be unfavorable to Huaxia, then you are my enemy of Huaxia. "
Since you are my enemy of Huaxia, then if you are born as a Huaxia person, shouldn't I kill you?"
Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Although the horned anaconda was trapped here by the Confucian Yan Shenggong with great magical powers, it was difficult to make waves.
But don't forget that it's an emperor-level demon beast, even if you don't take action personally, there are many demon beasts under your command to work for it.
Previously, there was a great conspiration between the Gibbon King and him, wanting to break the shackles on his body and let him regain his freedom.
It's a pity that he ran into Jiang Chen, and the gobbon king ended up with a tragic death.
And the horned anaconda wants to break the shackles by itself, which is tantamount to a fool's dream.
"I..."
The horned anaconda still wanted to quibble, but unfortunately the rusty sword in Jiang Chen's hand still fell on its neck.
"Woohoo. The
sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it attacked and killed the horned anaconda.
The latter's face changed drastically, and he wanted to escape but was bound by the shackles left by the Confucian Yan Shenggong, and he couldn't move at all.
Seeing that the sword qi was about to kill himself, suddenly an extremely majestic aura emanated from the Confucian Divine Mountain.
Immediately afterwards, he heard a voice coming into Jiang Chen's ears from thousands of miles away.
"The old man is a Confucian and a contemporary Yan Shenggong, and he also asked Xiaoyou to spare his life. "
The person who spoke out was none other than the Confucian Yan Shenggong who sat on the Confucian sacred mountain.
"Junior Jiang Chen, I have seen the Confucian
Yan Shenggong!" Jiang Chen didn't doubt the authenticity of the Yan Shenggong at all, and directly transmitted his voice and said respectfully.
He knew that no one in the entire Jiangnan except for the Confucian Yan Shenggong could do this step at all.
Even if it's the three heroes of the Kong family, you can't!"
Jiang Chen Xiaoyou, this horned anaconda is imprisoned here by the old man. "
I also asked Xiaoyou to sell the old man a face and let him live."
The Confucian Yan Shenggong spoke again, but his breath at the moment was extremely mild.
"Why didn't the seniors kill it?"
Jiang Chen frowned and asked.
"This horned anaconda is just going astray, but there is no killing in his hands, the old man has a fate with him, and he asks the little friend not to ask more. The
Confucian Yansheng said openly, with an irresistible majesty in his voice.
Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and looked at the trembling horned anaconda on the side.
He sighed and said, "Since it is what the seniors want, then the juniors will comply with the seniors."
"It's just that in the future, if this horned anaconda dares to be disrespectful to Huaxia, then please don't stop me from killing it." "
Thank you, little friend. The
words of the Confucian Yan Shenggong fell, and the majestic Confucian atmosphere between heaven and earth disappeared.
Jiang Chen looked at the horned anaconda and said coldly: "I won't kill you today, but you have to remember that if you can't change your evil and return to the right in the future, then even if you have the support of an ancient-level demon beast, or even a dominant-level demon beast, I will cut you with a sword!" Jiang
Chen's words fell, and the rusty sword in his hand bloomed with monstrous sword intent, and it wrapped the horned anaconda in an instant.
Feeling this killing intent, the horned anaconda's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly nodded.
".
Jiang Chen put his sword into the sheath and snorted coldly.
I saw that the body of the horned anaconda quickly sank into the yin pool, and the next moment it hid its breath and did not smell the slightest.