Chapter 128
The matter is over
"The old ghost in Mingxiao has... been killed!"
"How far has Master Xiao Chen's cultivation reached? He can actually kill the Jindan cultivator!"
"There will definitely be no mistake in this matter, otherwise how dare Master Xiao Chen make such a vow with the heart of Taoism?"
"Yes, with Uncle Xiao Chen's current cultivation status, if he wants to deal with Elder Mo Li, he has countless methods to use in secret, so there is no need to make such a big fuss."
As for the casual cultivators who were jealous of various treasures on the battlefield and had some thoughts of fishing in troubled waters when they heard this, they couldn't help but search their heads. The eyes of Xiao Chen were full of horror, and they quickly dispelled the thought in their hearts. They looked at each other and rushed to the disciples of the Flame Sect in groups, hoping to pick up some soup.
"What! The ancestor Mingxiao actually died at his hands!" Mo Li's eyes were filled with horror and his face turned pale. Thinking of the battle situation today, the ancestor Mingxiao had never shown up, and suddenly felt despair in his heart.
"I have been practicing Taoism for nearly a hundred years, and I have been experiencing bloody storms and has achieved the late stage of foundation building. I have the hope of Condensing Pills to become an existence like the ancestor of that sect, and enjoy a life of five hundred years. Now that I have died like this, I am unwilling to accept it!"
"Escape! I want to survive!" Mo Li let out a tyrannical roar in his heart, his eyes turned red in an instant, and the power fluctuations in the later stage of foundation building emanate violently from his body, and he faintly approached the realm of the Great Perfection false pill.
"Does go, those who block me will die!"
Xiao Chen's eyes flashed coldly. He wanted to kill him several times, so he must not stay!
"Overbial ability!" Xiao Chen snorted coldly, and without seeing any movement, Mo Li's figure suddenly stiffened, hugged his head with both hands, and started to wail in pain.
The God-Spitting Cone, "Hunyuan Nerve" comes with a method of attacking divine consciousness!
Xiao Chen meditated and practiced on weekdays, and this technique has never stopped practicing. The intensity of spiritual consciousness condensation is far superior to that of the same cultivator. In addition, he killed the ancestor Mingxiao that day and survived the great crisis between life and death. His cultivation level made another breakthrough to reach the seventeenth level of the Qi Refining Period. His cultivation level soared to the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and his cultivation level was even more comparable to that of the early stage of Jindan cultivator.
At this moment, the three elders of Xuan who had used the "Tongqi Lianzhi Art" had to be stiff, and it was no problem to deal with Mo Li.
Xiao Chen snorted coldly, and a green light flashed on his body. When "Demon Wind Escape" was used, he appeared in front of this person in a flash. He opened his hand and instantly grabbed the capturing, and turned back to Qingyunzi and the others.
"Using the spiritual cultivation of the master's true man's spiritual consciousness, it is enough to use the soul-searching technique to Mo Li without causing any harm to him. Whether the disciple's previous statement is true will be revealed at a glance." After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he threw the forbidden Mo Li to the ground.
Qing Yunzi nodded when he heard this. Xiao Chen's actions made him extremely satisfied. In this way, he completely cleaned up the suspicion of his design and frame-up. His eyes fell on Mo Li's old face, who was frightened and desperate, and sighed in his heart. He had already confirmed something before he could take action.
He reached out to put his hand on the head. After a while, Qing Yunzi let go, his face looked a little gloomy, and he pondered: "Some of these things are difficult for me to decide. I will know after checking them."
Xiao Chen frowned slightly when he heard this, looking at Yao Daozi's face and his heart moved slightly. When he saw Duan Huaming's face pale face and his eyes were dumb. He immediately felt a little clear. But he was silent on his face and sighed inwardly, waiting for Yao Daozi to make a decision.
After a moment, Yao Daozi let go, took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice: "I am narrow-minded and betrayed the monks of the same sect for my own personal hatred. Such a scum cannot be tolerated and should be killed!"
After saying that, Mo Li's terrified eyes fell on his forehead with a palm, and the powerful force fluctuation exploded instantly. Mo Li's body was instantly crushed into powder during this force fluctuation, and even his soul had not escaped at all and completely disappeared into the world.
Yao Daozi took action and killed Mo Li in an instant without leaving any emotion. Such ruthless methods made the Luoyun Valley cultivators feel shocked.
"Anyone who I, Luoyun Valley monk, will do as someone like Mo Li, no matter who he is, he will never give up!" Yao Daozi's calm and cold voice slowly came out of the air, like a cold wind, instantly floating across the entire sky. He turned slowly, his eyes fell on Hua Ming, and shouted: "You are so evil, you are not here yet. Are you waiting for me to come over and take you down in person?"
Hearing this, Duan Huaming, who was already in a slightest bit of luck, collapsed instantly and fell to the ground with a plop, crying and said, "I was obsessed with the ghosts for a while, so I sat down like this. Please spare my life, Master, Master!"
"How old are you worshipping me?" Yao Daozi's eyes flashed with a deep sadness, and his voice said calmly.
"My parents died since childhood and were lonely and helpless. On the snowy night of seven years old, when my disciple was dying, he was rescued by his master and brought back to the mountain gate. He was officially worshipped by you at the age of seventeen." Duan Huaming seemed to understand something, his face became more and more panic-like, and his eyes were full of pleading.
"It's been more than ten years." Yao Daozi sighed lightly, and grabbed it casually as if he wanted to completely expel some emotion from his heart. He whispered: "Senior Brother, you can handle this matter with you, and you have no objection." After saying that, his whole body seemed to have grown a lot aged in an instant, and his eyes became dim.
"Master saves me, I don't want to die!" Duan Huaming knelt on the ground, stepped forward and hugged Yao Daozi's thighs, and kept begging.
"If I had known this day, why would you have to think about his life and death when you planned to frame Xiao Chen?" Yao Daozi closed his eyes, and a cold look appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, and said in a cold voice: "You can still live if you commit evil deeds in heaven, but you can't live if you commit evil deeds!"
"Today, I will know you with my own hands. Just think that the snowy night that year, all I saw was a corpse of a young child!"
"Master, please listen to me if you can." Xiao Chen suddenly spoke and said sincerely: "My disciple first entered Luoyun Valley, and there were many disagreements between me. This time, Senior Brother Duan wanted to kill someone with a knife to death. It would be a lie to say that there was no resentment in his heart. But the disciple still wanted to plead for him today. Can he spare his life because he had first offense and did not cause serious consequences?"
"Xiao Chen's disciple, he wants to kill you. Can you still plead for him?"
"I am not pleading for him, but I just don't want my master to have a knot at this time, so that his cultivation will not improve in the future and he has no other thoughts." Xiao Chen lowered his head and said sincerely.
Yao Daozi's eyes flashed with gratitude, and looked down at Duan Huaming with a complicated expression. He finally couldn't rest assured to kill him. He had to say in a deep voice: "Today, for Xiao Chen's plea, I will spare your life, but the death penalty is avoided. You must take all your cultivation skills back!"
Chapter completed!