Logically speaking, after experiencing so many ups and downs, conspiracies, killings, and partings and reunions, Shen Chong's heart should have been as solid as a rock.
It stands to reason that although Shen Chong would feel guilty and angry about Hei Zhi's death, he would never be so heartbroken.
However, Shen Chong didn't know that many things would never change, such as the greed of the world, his character, and the simplicity and kindness of the Wu Jing tribe.
"A Chong, are you okay?"
Seeing Shen Chong so sad, Fu Wei felt that her heart was being torn apart by a knife.
Shen Chong trembled and gasped loudly.
After a long time, he took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.
"How about it, Mr.
Shen Chong, have you thought about your choice?
Choose to save your apprentice's life, or keep the secret that can make people's cultivation level rise quickly?"
Seeing the real person, he had a lot of free time, and with a hostage in hand, he was not afraid of what Shen Chong would do. tricks.
Shen Chong did not answer, but slowly raised his head and looked at Ren Yi.
Ren Yi found that Shen Chong's eyes seemed a little different from before.
That gaze was as deep as the vastness of the starry sky, faintly pulling the mind of the person he was looking at.
Although extremely angry, Shen Chong's tone was unexpectedly calm: "Xiaoyi, take Weiwei and inform several elders of the Wujing tribe to take all the tribesmen to reach the top of Yueqing Mountain within a quarter of an hour and surround Taiyuan.
In Xuanmen’s residence, no one inside is allowed to escape.”
"Yes."
Xiaoyi nodded, hugged Fu Wei who had not yet reacted, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared directly into the sky.
Although Xiao Yi didn't want to leave Shen Chong, but just now, when she saw Shen Chong like this, she knew that he was really angry.
At times like this, she just wanted to do the things Shen Chong had told her to do seriously, and she would no longer be willful and unwilling to leave him too far.
Flying is a magical power unique to masters in the Nascent Soul stage.
Xiao Yi can not only fly, but also fly extremely fast.
This made Jianwen and the others' hearts tremble.
They didn't expect it.
A seemingly inconspicuous and beautiful girl next to Shen Chong turned out to be a Nascent Soul master.
And this young girl actually listens to Shen Chong's orders.
Obviously, Shen Chong's strength should be close to that of this woman.
Maybe even surpass the other person.
Obviously, Shen Chong and the girl just now are both Nascent Soul stage masters.
Didn’t Shen Chong only practice for 5 years?
When did the Nascent Soul stage become so easy to achieve?
However, I still don't think that I, the dignified Taixuanmen, would be afraid of the mere Xingyaomen and Shen Chong.
At worst, we will unite with other sects when the time comes.
He really didn't believe how much trouble Xingyaomen and Shen Chong could cause.
Thinking of this, Jianwen Zhenren sneered and said: "Oh, that's good.
It seems that there are accomplices, but it's okay.
I'm afraid the other sects are still in the dark about the collusion between your Xingyao Sect and Wujing.
They don't know that I'm making this news public."
Later, when faced with questions from various sects, can your Xingyao Sect still be awesome?"
Jian Zhenren was also very proud.
Compared with senior brother Jianwen Zhenren, Jianwen Zhenren is also shameless and despicable.
But he is the kind of person who has few roots.
From the scene where Ren Yi flew away with Fu Wei just now, although he guessed that Ren Yi was a Nascent Soul master, he failed to guess Shen Chong's strength and status.
Master Yuan Wang, on the other hand, seemed a little anxious.
At first, he just agreed to ask the real person to build up his reputation together, because the real person who asked the question promised him that if he was willing to help, he would get treasures or secrets.
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Their Taixuan Sect can be shared with Ba Dao Sect.
For the sake of the sect, Master Yuan Wang agreed to come to help, and he didn't know that Master Jianwen planned to kidnap Shen Chong's apprentice, nor did he expect that Master Jianwen would actually kill people from the Xingyao Sect.
"A murderer must be punished with a life.
I will take your life."
In the cold words, a figure flashed.
Jian Zhenzhen, who was holding Qin'er just now, found that the hostage in his hand had disappeared, and then he continued.
It was a real spiritual shock.
Then, Master Jianzhen discovered that the whole world was spinning.
Master Jian Wen and Master Yuan Wang could hardly believe their eyes.
Shen Chong was still talking just now, but the next moment, he had appeared next to Master Jianzhen, holding two daggers, one clear and one red, in each hand.
The daggers crossed like scissors, directly cutting off Jian Zhenzhen's head.
The dagger disappeared the moment it appeared.
Shen Chong thrust his hand into the abdomen of Jian Zhenzhen's headless corpse.
Amidst the uproar, a piece of internal blood was brought out, and what he was holding in his hand was the Nascent Soul of Jian Zhenzhen.
Shen Chong made a gentle move with his other hand, and when he saw Zhen Zhenren's head, which was currently holding an expression of astonishment, it drew an arc in the air and flew into his hand.
At this moment, Shen Chong's eyes were red and his body was covered in blood.
He was holding Jian Zhenren's head in one hand and Jian Zhenren's Nascent Soul in the other.
Like a regional demon, he walked step by step towards Jianwen Zhenren next to him.
The other one, Shen Chong, in gray robe, was holding Qin'er in his arms.
Two Shen Chong "You, you master of illusion skills, are you a Nascent Soul stage master?"
Jianwen Zhenren was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart, and he flew away like crazy to the top of Yueqing Mountain.
Master Yuan Wang was also frightened to the point of death, and he immediately fled in the direction of meeting Master Wen Wen.
Behind them, Shen Chong sneered and flew up.
However, his speed was not very fast, he just followed the two of them flying not too close but not too far away.
To kill these two people, he only needed two more strikes.
However, just killing two more people made him, who was angry and crazy in his heart, not satisfied at all.
This time, he decided to make things a little bigger.
He wanted to use the blood of others to write a history of the Taoyuan Star cultivation world.
He wanted to make sure that no one dared to offend his friends and relatives in the new world.
Because of the Molan Competition, all the masters of the Nascent Soul stage and thousands of elite disciples from the nine sects and sixteen sects were gathered on Yueqing Mountain.
Two Nascent Soul Stage masters flew ahead to escape.
The two Nascent Soul stage masters were chasing after them like hell messengers demanding their lives.
Such a strange scene naturally attracted the attention of many disciples on the ground.
Even some Nascent Soul stage masters hurriedly followed after discovering it to see if there was any chance to reconcile.
Because the speed of the four people chasing and escaping was too fast, those Nascent Soul stage masters who caught up behind them did not know who the four people who suddenly had a conflict were.
In the history of the nine sects and sixteen sects in the New World, although many sects secretly have not had a good relationship, it has never happened before that several Nascent Soul masters are hunting each other and making serious moves like today. .
In just a few minutes, several people chased and fled, and the gathering place where various sects lived had arrived.
Seeing the real person, he flew towards Ba Daomen's station like a ray of light.
Before landing, he hurriedly sent a message: "Brother Yuanwu, brother Yuande, please come and help me.
Brother Yuanwang and I are in trouble."
At the same time, Master Jianwen's voice, which contained the power of the Yuanling, was like thunder, rumbling throughout the surroundings: "Everyone, heads and peers of the nine sects and sixteen sects, come out quickly.
This Xingyao sect's Shen Chong is not only He colluded with Wu Jing and killed my junior brother Jian Zhenzhen.
He was such a crazy man, so we all took action quickly and helped me to surround him."
Behind these people, there were four or five Nascent Soul stage masters who had been chasing to break up the fight, and at this moment, the master of the meeting was shouting.
As long as they didn't go out, the other twenty or so Nascent Soul stage masters who stayed at the sect's headquarters also heard the news and came out to check.
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Those who were not far from the station and heard the commotion here also hurried towards this direction.
Not long after Jianwen Zhenren's cry for help fell, there was a "boom" sound like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking.
A tall building in the Ba Daomen camp collapsed.
In the smoke and dust, two figures towered over each other, like gods looking down at the world.
The other two people flew up from the smoke in a somewhat embarrassed manner and quickly fled towards the deserted Molan Competition Arena.
"Shen Chong."
The head of the Ba Dao Sect watched in astonishment as the two figures quickly chased towards Jianwen Zhenren.
He shouted from behind: "Jianwen brother Yuanwan, don't run away for now.
Shen Chong, why did you attack?
I dominate the Daomen station, and I also hunt down Jianwen and Yuanwang."
In anxiety, Master Yuanwu's voice contained anger.
However, Shen Chong ignored him at all.
Several Nascent Soul Stage masters surrounded him from the side and suddenly used their extreme speed to forcefully get in between Shen Chong and Jianwen Zhenren.
Seeing that someone finally stopped Shen Chong to see Master Yuan and Master Yuan Wang, he temporarily stopped with his soul still undecided.
Although they had only flown for a few minutes just now, because they had reached their ultimate speed, the two of them were already exhausted.
If no one stopped Shen Chong, it would probably take another hour and a half.
They themselves were about to stop because their spiritual energy was exhausted.
Standing between the two groups were five masters of the Nascent Soul stage, led by Master Tianxin of the Jinyang Sect and Master Mo Lan of the Qingyue Sect.
But when they saw clearly that the person who was chasing Master Jianwen and Master Yuanwang all over the mountain was actually Shen Chong, they all widened their eyes in shock: "You are Shen Chong, why are there two identical ones?"
Twins or illusion clones?"
"Whose is this bloody head?"
Shen Chong looked coldly at the five people in front of him and said nothing.
Because seeing the real person did not continue running, he temporarily stopped chasing him, otherwise, with the strength of the few people in front of him, they would not be able to stop him.
At this time, Master Jianwen saw Master Xuanji flying from the side, and immediately shouted strangely: "Xuanji, you old immortal, your Xingyao Sect not only colluded with Wu Jing, but also killed your disciple Shen Chong Let my junior brother meet the real person."
"How is it possible that the Xingyao Sect is colluding with Wu Jing?"
"Brother, did you hear just now that Master Jianzhen said that Shen Chong killed Master Jianzhen?
You see, Shen Chong can still fly.
Could it be that he has reached the Nascent Soul stage?"
"This head actually belongs to the real person."
Hearing the strange cry of the real person, the people around him were stunned.
At this time, everyone was in the venue of the Molan Competition.
Around them, masters from the Nascent Soul stage kept flying in.
Some disciples also entered the venue through the ground passage to see what was going on.
At first glance, everyone saw two identical Shen Chongs.
One of them was holding a bloody human head and a Nascent Soul, while the other was holding the girl Qin'er.
Shen Chong's image made everyone subconsciously feel fearful and unbelievable when they first saw him.
After killing someone, you still hold the other person's head.
Such a person is afraid of being cruel and lawless in his heart
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