Chapter 332: Your name Chonglou

In the Qingxuan Fairy Mountain.

The mountains are densely constructed, and a vast valley is enclosed. A jade sheet that is thousands of feet long and thousands of feet wide is imprinted in the middle of the valley, showing a light and elegant valerian purple color, with hundreds of dazzling magic arrays engraved on it, square, giving people a sense of majestic and fairness of the way of heaven.

This place is where the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect resolve their personal grievances and kill the immortal platform.

Over the past ten thousand years, countless grudges, love and hatred have occurred here, but there has never been a day as weird as it is now.

The spirit of the immortal-killing platform, which was originally standing outside and overlooking the world, was now forcibly pulled out by someone, and was exposed in broad daylight, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.

"Help me promote the Taoist weapon? Are you really willing to give up the scepter of freedom?"

As a quasi-Tao instrument, no one can understand the value of the scepter of freedom better than the Supreme.

Even if everything is aside, are the billions of spirit stones Chen Shaobaihua washed up by water?

The Supreme's voice is like a golden sword beating, with a little metal tremolo, but it is cool and pleasant, giving people a wonderful and unique feeling.

Even if his magic power is profound, he cannot suppress the aging meaning in his voice.

After tens of millions of years of depression accumulation, although he had already surpassed the secret realm of tempering, he still failed to reach the stage of Taoist artifact comparable to the transformation of gods. His life span is about to be exhausted, and the five declines of heaven and man seem to be coming.

Lifespan, the eternal topic that plagues monks, is not limited to humans.

Hearing this, Chen Shaobai did not answer positively. Instead, he smiled slightly: "Although I made a great oath in the past, you also know that it was not equal, so I have to add another condition."

really!

The Supreme Heart Tightened, and his already extremely cold face seemed even more unkind: "My Supreme stands proudly in the world, with free will and unrestrained. It is impossible for me to be a slave or a servant."

This is the return of Chen Shaobai's breath is powerful and profound, which makes people unpredictable. If someone else dares to make such a request, and even if the Supreme Temperament would be slapped on the spot, smashing the other party into a pool of meat paste.

"Oh……"

With a chuckling, Chen Shaobai's mouth raised slightly, and said meaningfully: "I don't want you to be a slave and a servant for life and sign a contract. As long as you are temporarily naturalized as a Qingxuan Sect, be a guest guest of the Supreme Elder, and work for me for fifty years."

You only need to serve the other party for fifty years to get a Taoist tool, and you can pay in advance. This is such a good thing. Anyone with a normal mind knows how to make a decision.

Their dialogue was not hidden. The Qingxuan Sect who gradually gathered over were all excited and looked at Chen Shaobai and Supreme, hoping to replace him and devote his whole life to his loyalty in exchange for the scepter of freedom.

The will, majesty and temptation of the Taoist instruments is irresistible.

No matter how others think, the supreme, as one of the parties involved, frowned. The flame marks on the eyebrows jumped and tumbling, and they were tossing and turning. Infinite bloody flames, crimson thunder, and black evil demon liquid appeared around them, as if they were trapped in a major choice in life and were in a dilemma.

"Chen Shaobai is a good boy, promise him."

The vast and vast voice was passed down from the Taixu Temple, like a navigation light on the sea, guiding the Supreme.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Shaobai solemnly: "I promise you."

"The situation is urgent, and there is another thing we need to do. I will integrate the scepter of freedom into your body and help you achieve the transformation of God!"

Seeing the other party's statement, Chen Shaobai did not bother and took out the scepter of freedom on the spot.

Although there was no spirit of the weapon, it seemed that he could still realize his ending. The black and white wings of the scepter of freedom fluttered unconsciously, as if he was sad for his rebirth, and as if he was glad for his new life.

"If you don't sign a contract, aren't you afraid that I will turn against you?"

The Supreme was also stunned by Chen Shaobai's recklessness and was unable to keep up with his unrestrained thinking speed, and he still couldn't help but speak.

"I think people are very accurate. Although you are arrogant and proud, you are not a fat person who breaks your promise. Let's go ahead! We have something to do later!"

With Chen Shaobai's voice, the scepter of freedom pounced on the black and white wings and descended to the Supreme, and was caught by him.

"Don't resist, try to relax your body! Hold your breath and concentrate... I forgot about everything... Five hearts are facing the sky..."

With the guidance step by step, purple-gold flames flowed out from Chen Shaobai, carrying an invisible and qualitative mysterious power, entangled around the Supreme.

Judging from this momentum, how can there be any of the style of the future Immortal Master? It looks like a big devil who uses humans to refine alchemy!

The noise was too great. Almost all the idle power of the Qingxuan Sect gathered here, all over the mountains and fields, and the sky and ground were densely filled with monks.

When they looked at Chen Shaobai above the nine heavens, they couldn't help but feel their scalp numb, but they felt a little strange in their hearts.

Although Lin Yuanxi is strong, she is still feminine and does not act wildly and domineeringly. It would be a good thing if Chen Shaobai could really become the head of the Qingxuan Sect.

Who doesn’t want their leader to be a guy that everyone respects?

With Chen Kuangren's name and temperament, even if they are ordinary disciples and great masters of the God-Cultivating Fairyland, they will definitely escape without any hesitation.

As everyone thought, the purple-red immortal-slaying platform had melted most of it, becoming a pool of viscous substances coexisting solid and liquid, gradually gathering towards the supreme body.

The dark impurities were broken down and sank into the earth, and the rest were the purest material essence.

The fragrance of blood spreads between the entire valley, making people fascinated by it.

"Your perception of the way of heaven has reached its limit. The reason why you cannot break through is that you are bound and shackled by this cage. I will help you get rid of the drought and preserve the essence, return to the original, and use the scepter of freedom to create your true body!"

Chen Shaobai's thoughts were implemented in heaven and earth, and the power of God and faith were mobilized without any money, catalyzing the purple gold double flame.

In a moment, the huge immortal-killing platform melted and compressed to only eight feet long, and a trace of melting appeared on the scepter of freedom.

Guided a wisp of extreme Yang Zhenyan into the scepter of freedom, Chen Shaobai communicated with the true spirit imprint and burst out suddenly.

"Sword-controlling technique, collapse!"

Bang!

Countless dense textures appeared on the scepter of freedom, like a piece of pottery that was broken and then glued back together, emitting a faint burnt aura on it, which could break up at any time.

If the king wants his minister to die, his minister has to die. The monk wants his magic weapon to perish, and the magic weapon has to be perished.

Perhaps, this is the original intention of the Supreme being who is not willing to expose his identity when he fights to death. He becomes the original intention of his sect in the Qingxuan Sect...

"The blood river opens his eyes!"

No matter how many moves the Supreme One did, the sound of thunder came through his lower abdomen, and a wisp of blood and thunder dark flames burned from his skin, melting most of the scepter of freedom, and intersecting with the foundation of the immortal platform.

"I have been enduring for thousands of years and have no less understanding of the way of heaven than Lin Yuanxi. With such strength, there should be no problem later."

"Since I'm only one last step away, I'll help you!"

Chen Shaobai's hands were wrapped around and used the sword-control technique to communicate the sword-type imprints in the supreme body, helping him condense a body.

The magic weapon gradually condensed into a human form, completely deviating from its original posture. Looking shallowly, it was about eight feet high.

boom!

A thunder flashed by, and the heavy rain suddenly fell, pouring on the Supreme body, which looked red due to the high temperature, emitted a thick white mist, covering his true face.

Horrible...

The smoke disappeared, and a young man appeared.

This person's facial lines are clear and hard, his eyes are dark and deep, and a flame mark is printed on the eyebrows. Two demonic horns flashing with cold light extend out of a head of blood. He is considered an extremely weird and beautiful man. If someone catches him outside, he will be mistaken for the Demon Emperor of Purgatory.

Chen Shaobai looked at him without saying a word.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "The name Supreme is too sharp. You have been by my side for fifty years, so let's change your magic number for the time being."

"Hmm? Let's hear it."

Seeing that Chen Shaobai kept his promise and helped him break free from the shackles that had been bound for thousands of years, his realm finally made a breakthrough. The Supreme is in a good mood and his attitude is very sincere.

Seeing that the other party had faded his cold poker face, Chen Shaobai smiled heartily and said, "Since you have no objection, then call it..."

"Honglou!"
Chapter completed!