After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 542: Before the battle with Murong, he was just a piece of clay chicken and a pottery dog!

This boy is so weird.

The swarm of insects was like a black cloud, surrounding Chen Yang.

Chen Yang ignored Murong Lin, his eyes fell on the white cicada.

It should be the poisonous insect raised by Murong Lin. I wonder what it is called.

This is Longmen Mountain, not the place where Chen Yang's system is bound. He cannot check the information of this white cicada. Moreover, the aura of this white cicada is much stronger than that of the bone-eating beetle. It is possible that it has entered the realm of creation.

The sound of this thing is so loud that it makes people's eardrums burst and makes them feel upset.

If you want to deal with Murong Lin, you must first find a way to get rid of this bug.

"call out……"

At this moment, a black light flashed in the woods.

The cicada's cry suddenly stopped.

Chen Yang looked up, but was stunned.

"Old Centipede?"

It was the six-winged centipede, which appeared out of nowhere and launched a sneak attack on the white cicada.

The white cicada was attacked violently and knocked to the ground.

It reacted and flapped its wings to fly away, but the six-winged centipede had already swooped down and lay directly on its back, biting the cicada's head with its vice-like teeth.

"Squeak..."

The white cicada screamed miserably and struggled frantically on the ground. The mental powers of the two collided with each other, and the surrounding dead branches and leaves suddenly flew up.

"Cicada..."

Murong Lin was horrified. How could such a ferocious creature appear again?

Seeing Bai Chan in distress, he immediately wanted to run over to rescue her.

"on!"

Chen Yang growled.

He shook his head, and the annoying cicada noise seemed to still echo in his ears.

The white cicada was suppressed by the six-winged centipede. The swarm of insects had no more scruples and, under the command of Chen Yang, rushed towards Murong Lin in an overwhelming manner.

Cruel and violent.

Murong Lin's heart sank, and he felt the wind blew hard.

He didn't dare to face so many bone-eating beetles head-on. Even if he could kill these bugs by chance in the end, he would probably be covered with wounds.

Not even caring about the white cicada, Murong Lin released a mental wall to block the swarm of insects, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Yang drew his bow and shot several arrows in succession.

Murong Lin dodged left and right, fleeing frantically in the woods.

"Old dog, aren't you very arrogant? Don't run away if you have the guts!"

Chen Yang was chasing closely behind.

"Boy, I will remember you. I will not let you go for what happened today."

Murong Lin was furious. He roared loudly, but his pace of escape did not slow down at all.

Perhaps he never dreamed that he, a powerful man in the Fate Realm, could be tormented like this by a kid in the Spirit Realm.

It was a mistake, absolutely a mistake.

If he hadn't plotted against me and blinded me with lime.

If he didn't have such a sharp weapon as the Chixiao Sword.

If it weren't for an incredibly powerful six-winged centipede that suddenly appeared.

If a group of bone-eating beetles hadn't suddenly appeared.

……

Would I be so embarrassed?

But, there are not so many ifs in life.
Murong Lin no longer had any desire to fight. At this moment, he just wanted to escape quickly.

He knew very well that if he was caught up by this group of bone-eating beetles and the six-winged centipede attacked him, he would be eaten up without any trace of bones left.

While the white cicada and the six-winged centipede are fighting, his hope of escape will be greater.

At this moment, all his mental energy was focused behind him.

The mental shield wall was used to block the approaching swarm of insects, while also having to guard against the cold arrows that Chen Yang could shoot at any time.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a foul smell came from the front.

It was as if a stream of liquid was splashed onto his face.

Smelly!
Stinky!

"vomit!"

He vomited almost instantly and his stomach felt nauseous. Even with his spiritual cultivation in the middle stage of the Creation Realm, he was actually briefly dizzy from the stench.

not good.

His heart skipped a beat and he knew something was wrong. A spiritual sword energy was slashing at him from the front. At the moment, his mind was all behind him, but his body sensed the danger and he instinctively rolled to the side.

The sword energy cut through the air, and the weasel king quickly jumped onto a nearby camphor tree. He raised his legs and urinated on Murong Lin's head again.

"Beast, seeking death!"

Murong Lin roared, and the dagger in his hand flew out and rushed straight towards the weasel king.

The weasel king leaped up and jumped onto a tree nearby.

The short knife sank straight into the tree trunk.

Murong Lin turned over and wanted to escape again, but he felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Got it.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to stay awake, but he felt that the thing on his neck seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

This urine is poisonous.

Is it actually corroding my own mental strength?

Murong Lin was terrified. At this moment, he clearly felt that his mental strength was rapidly dissipating. This feeling was just like being poisoned by the Five Poisonous Gu Miasma.

But unlike the Five Poison Soul-Stirring Miasma, he only felt his mental strength disappearing.

"Grass!"

Cursing in his heart, Murong Lin bit his tongue, and his spirits were lifted. His adrenaline surged rapidly, and he wanted to continue running out of the woods.

"Buzzing..."

However, at this time, the group of bone-eating beetles had already caught up.

Thousands of insects surrounded him from all sides.

The whole person was submerged in the sea of ​​insects.

The swarm of insects attacked Murong Lin's mental barrier frantically.

Murong Lin's face was covered in blood and looked extremely hideous, but his lips were as pale as paper.

Scared.

His mental strength was dissipating madly. If it continued like this, he wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer.

"Little brother, stop it."

Murong Lin was so frightened that he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Judging from his posture, he seems to be preparing to negotiate with Chen Yang.

However, in response to him, Chen Yang shot an arrow into the air.

"Oh!"

A spiritual sword energy shattered the arrow shot by Chen Yang into pieces.

"You can't hurt me with all these tricks."

Murong Lin shouted, looking fierce but weak, "If we continue to fight like this, no one will be able to do anything to anyone. I am the guardian of Gu Shen Sect, and my brother is Murong Qian, the deputy leader of Gu Shen Sect. He will be here in a moment. I advise you to run away quickly and let's call it quits. I can guarantee that if Qiu Hong dies, we in Gu Shen Sect will not pursue the matter."

I have to say, this old man can talk.

He was obviously scared to death, afraid that Chen Yang would get entangled with him, but he acted like he was doing it for Chen Yang's good.

"is it?"

Chen Yang sneered, "Did the old man die in vain?"

"He is courting death, so he cannot blame others. Little brother, we in the Gushen Sect value talents the most. You have such achievements at such a young age. I can recommend you to join the sect, and you can choose any position in the sect..."

"Oh, so good, you let me choose, can you make the decision?"

"Of course, I am one of the 18 guardians of the Gu God Cult, and my brother is the deputy leader of the Gu God Cult. He is second only to me and above everyone else, so I do have some say."

Murong Lin thought Chen Yang was interested, so he struck while the iron was hot and stabilized you first. He would settle the score with you later. You little bastard, you made me so embarrassed, who else should die if not you?

"Then I want to be the leader, is that okay?"

Chen Yang said suddenly.

Murong Lin's face twitched violently when he heard this.

Is this little beast speaking human language?
It's obvious that he is making fun of himself.

He was about to say something when another sharp arrow shot towards him.

He quickly gathered his sword energy and blocked the sharp arrow.

He was in a very bad mental state. He was trapped by a group of bone-eating beetles and couldn't escape, so he simply sat down cross-legged.

He took out the medicine to replenish his mental strength that he carried with him and kept putting it into his mouth.

Stand still like a pine tree.

With his mental power protecting him, he was not afraid of the swarm of insects being able to harm him. He only needed to replenish his mental power and delay time.

His idea was simple, just wait for someone to come and rescue him.

Although it is a bit embarrassing, I won't do it in order to save my life.

When Chen Yang saw it, his expression was somewhat interesting.

Yunshen Pills!
The drug this old guy took was actually Yunshen Pills.

Looking at the medicine bottle, it was clearly the medicine that came from his hands.

Damn, this Gu God Cult is so powerful, but they also buy my medicine?

Chen Yang complained inwardly.

"Old man, since you are so awesome, I will give you a chance. If you can withstand my three arrows, I will let you go today..." Chen Yang looked at Murong Lin indifferently.

"Hmph, come on!" Murong Lin sat on the ground, motionless as a pine tree.

Just three arrows, at that level, even thirty arrows would be no problem for him.

……

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A few miles away, there is a forest.

There were some overturned graves everywhere in the forest, and there were pits and tombs on the ground, which looked very creepy.

"Oh!"

The deafening sound of metal colliding caused the mountains and forests to tremble and the birds and beasts to fly away.

A black sledgehammer flew out of the woods and fell into the mud of a wild pond outside the forest with a bang.

"what!"

A cry of surprise came from the woods.

A short and fat old man looked at his palm in horror.

The palm of his hand was cracked and covered in blood, and the intense pain stimulated every nerve in his body.

"Your name is Xiao Sanjue?"

The old and dull voice sounded like the devil's whisper.

The short and fat old man looked up and saw the thin figure opposite him, like a demon, with a copper-gold hammer smashing down directly on his head.

How can it be?

The short and fat old man is still in a daze.

His weapon is also a hammer, and his hammer weighs two thousand eight hundred pounds. Normally, when he wields it, he can kill anyone who stands in his way.

But just now, I met this old man who also used a hammer.

The two men just exchanged one blow with each other, but the opponent's terrifying force directly knocked the hammer in his hand away, and also injured his arm.

My entire right hand, and even half of my body, is now numb.

He was directly shocked by the opponent's terrifying strength.

Seeing the other party swinging the hammer at him, he forgot to dodge, and by the time he reacted, the hammer was almost above his head.

At this critical moment, the short and fat old man suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, followed by a huge force pulling him back.

The whole person flew out uncontrollably and barely escaped from the hammer.

"Oh!"

The hammer hit nothing and the ground shook as if there was an earthquake, and a big hole suddenly formed.

Murong Qian didn't dare to charge directly, and quickly retreated to the side of the short and fat old man.

Only at this moment did the short and fat old man realize that he had just been to the gates of hell.

Murong Qian looked at the person in front of him coldly, "Friend, do we have any grudges in the past? Last time in Si'e Mountain, you ruined my good deeds once and hurt my companions. I haven't even bothered with you yet, but you come to me again..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Huang Daolin interrupted him and pointed the giant hammer in his hand at Murong Qian from a distance, "I let you escape last time, you were lucky. This time, let's see where you can run..."

"Chirp..."

Not far behind Murong Qian, a golden eagle cried out, and its eyes stared straight at Huang Daolin, filled with hatred and resentment.

"Roar!"

Then there was another roar, and a huge snake jumped out from the depths of the forest.

It was several feet long, with golden scales glowing with light, and horns unique to dragons had grown on its head.

When a snake transforms into a Jiao, it can enter the realm of creation. When the Jiao grows into a mature form and advances to the realm of creation, it can be called a Jiaolong.

This giant snake has obviously reached the realm of creation.

The dragon-scale golden python, to be more precise, should be the dragon-scale golden dragon.

The giant python that guards the Ding family has also come.

The dragon-scaled golden python came to Murong Qian's side, holding its body high and its fangs sticking out, like a god, showing off its might.

"Lord chicken and dog."

Huang Daolin remained calm, completely ignoring the two beasts, his eyes falling on Murong Qian, "It seems like you were well prepared and knew I was coming?"

Murong Qian smiled calmly, "Zhen Tao rarely calls me. Even when we do, he stutters and is so nervous that he can't say a complete sentence for a long time. If I'm not mistaken, he should have been hypnotized by the pupil technique of the kid from the Chen family, right?"

It turned out to be the case.

Huang Daolin understood that this was where the problem lay.

But what does it matter?

No matter whether Murong Qian fell into the trap or not, no matter whether he was lured to Daqishan or he came to Longmenshan himself, the result would be the same.

In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many helpers you find, it's just a joke.

"Just a few of you? Where are the others? Call them out and deal with them together!" Huang Daolin looked at him indifferently.

Murong Qian chuckled, "Others? Haha, go deal with your grandson. Two people in the Creation Realm should be enough to take down that kid, right?"

Huang Daolin's face darkened when he heard this.

"court death!"

With a cold snort, Huang Daolin ran straight towards Murong Qian.

Xiao Sanjue had just escaped death and now had no weapon in his hand. At this time, he had lost his fighting spirit and hurriedly dodged to the side.

Murong Qian stood where he was, showing no intention of retreating.

"Roar!"

The dragon-scaled golden python roared, and before Murong Qian could make a move, it could no longer hold back, and lashed towards Huang Daolin with its huge tail like a whip.

"Humph."

Huang Daolin snorted coldly, his momentum suddenly increased, and he swept his hammer across fiercely.

"Boom..."

The giant hammer hit the tail of the dragon-scale golden python, and it actually made a sound of metal colliding.

The terrifying force directly knocked the dragon-scale golden python's tail back.

"Rumble..."

The giant tail swept past, the energy surged, and the surrounding trees exploded one after another.

"Roar……"

The dragon-scaled golden python let out a cry of pain, and its tail was covered in blood.

At this time, Murong Qian seized the opportunity, holding a dagger and stabbed directly at Huang Daolin.

"Humph!"

Huang Daolin groaned, and a golden light shone brightly on his body.

At the same time, Xiao Sanjue also reacted, circulated his true energy, suddenly jumped up, and hit Huang Daolin in the chest with a palm.

A knife and a palm fell on Huang Daolin's body.

The boy came down to help with the spirit writing!
Indestructible body!
Murong Qian's eyes narrowed. The dagger in his hand was a magical weapon, but when it fell on Huang Daolin, it couldn't break his defense.

No matter how powerful his martial arts is, he is just a flesh and blood body. How can he be so strong?

No matter how strong a person's body is, it can't be compared to a divine weapon, right?

In order to break Huang Daolin's golden body, Murong Qian had done his homework. The dagger in his hand was a famous ancient sword, which was extremely sharp. He also poisoned the sword. As long as Huang Daolin's golden body was broken, even if it was just a small wound, he could guarantee that he could take Huang Daolin down in one fell swoop.

However, the current situation was a little beyond his expectations.

How could this man's golden body be so strong?

Is the legendary art of summoning children and writing with a planchette so exaggerated?
Xiao Sanjue was equally shocked.

He hit Huang Daolin with all his strength. He didn't know whether Huang Daolin felt pain or not, but it was very painful.

It was like hitting an iron wall, and the recoil force made his left side numb.

This person is so terrifying? Could he be in the Dao Realm?

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Huang Daolin forced back the dragon-scale golden python with one hammer, and then the python reacted and swept towards the two of them with another hammer.

Murong Qian knew that he was powerful, so he didn't dare to take it head-on and quickly withdrew.

But Xiao Sanjue was in trouble.

His body was numbed by the shock and he was slow to react. He had no weapon in his hands and when the huge hammer came crashing down on him, he only had time to block it with his elbow.

"boom!"

With the huge force coming, Xiao Sanjue was directly blown away.

It broke several large trees and fell to the ground with a bang.

"puff……"

His arm and ribs were broken, and the horrific impact force went straight into his internal organs. Xiao Sanjue was seriously injured almost instantly.

He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with unknown internal organs, rolled his eyes, and fell directly to the ground. He fainted instantly and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Huang Daolin didn't even look at him, as if he had killed an old dog with a hammer. His whole body was shining with golden light, and he suddenly looked at Murong Qian who was standing not far away.

Murong Qian's face changed slightly, and he was actually a little intimidated by his aura. "My friend, you are so powerful, but it is a waste of your talent to stay in this countryside. If you are willing to put aside your prejudice and join our Gushen Sect, I can make the decision. I will forgive the past and even give you the position of a guardian elder..."

"Chirp!"

Before Huang Daolin could say anything, the golden eagle behind Murong Qian refused to stand still.

Are you kidding? Let bygones be bygones?

There are so many people in the Ding family, and such a huge grudge, are they just going to let it go?

It looked at Murong Qian in disbelief, as if it wanted to get to know him all over again.

"Roar!"

The dragon-scale golden python also roared continuously.

The reason why it followed Murong Qian out was to seek revenge, but now Murong Qian told him that he wanted to reconcile with the Ding family’s enemies?
"Noisy."

Huang Daolin snorted coldly, completely ignoring Murong Qian's words, and rushed straight towards Murong Qian to kill him.

The dragon-scale golden python and the golden eagle were extremely angry and rushed out immediately.

However, Huang Daolin swept his hammer across, and the energy brought by the hammer wind was enough to force the two back.

The huge hammer went straight towards Murong.

"My friend, I'm kindly reminding you, don't make the mistake!"

Murong Qian shouted loudly, and while driving the insect poison to dissipate the energy, he quickly retreated.

(End of this chapter)