Chapter 360: Hanging the enemy's head high

"Stay?"

"Stay your mother's step!"

Boss Hu cursed and changed direction to escape.

And in that cloud of blood mist, the sky full of sword light instantly converged, turning into a blood-colored sword pill.

Hum!

The sword pill trembled slightly!

Then it erupted with extreme speed, pursuing like a meteor.

The speed was too fast, not something an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator could avoid.

Boss Hu's heart trembled, and he summoned his flying sword to intercept.

But the flexibility of the sword pill was far superior to his sword-controlling technique, and it bypassed the flying sword in one go.

"Damn it!"

Boss Hu hurriedly cast a talisman, blooming with an earthy yellow light shield.

This was a Tier 2 Vajra Talisman, known for its defense.

Not only that, he also sacrificed a mysterious yellow iron shield to block in front of him.

"With this, should I be worry-free?"

All this sounds long, but it was extremely fast.

Simultaneously, the meteor sword pill hit the Vajra wall.

Chi...

In Boss Hu's terrified gaze, the Tier 2 defensive talisman was vulnerable and was broken instantly.

The next moment, the sword pill stabbed at the mysterious yellow iron shield.

Zhi... Zhi...

The harsh friction sound almost pierced people's eardrums.

The sparks scattered everywhere were intense and brilliant.

But in the end, it was blocked.

"The power of a great cultivator is actually so terrifying..."

Watching the sword pill retreat, as if to attack again.

Boss Hu trembled and turned to run.

However, in the dark, a feeling of impending disaster emerged from his mind.

He looked up suddenly.

In his pupils, it covered the sky and the sun!

I don't know when, a huge mountain peak had already shrouded his head, pressing down slowly but quickly.

The majestic spiritual pressure stirred up thousands of layers of wind and clouds.

Boss Hu couldn't control his figure under that terrifying pressure and fell to the ground.

He looked up with difficulty, his face pale.

"No!!!"

The Heavy Fan Seal fell with a rumble, as if to press him into a meat patty.

But when it was three feet above his head, it stopped abruptly.

Boom...

Although the magic treasure stopped, the aftermath forced the ground down by three meters.

A huge pit appeared on the ground.

Boss Hu was weak in his limbs, lying in it with his whole body limp.

The impending disaster stopped.

Whoosh!

A figure appeared in front of him, it was Qin Liangchen who had been slaughtering wantonly before.

"Get up, come with me, our President wants to see you."

While he was speaking, the mountain peak above his head shrank into a small seal and flew back with a spin.

Until this moment, that huge pressure slowly dissipated.

Boss Hu trembled, as if his courage had been broken, and crawled out of the pit.

"Who is your President?"

"You'll know when you go!"

Qin Liangchen looked at his embarrassed self, curled his lips, and walked in front by himself.

Boss Hu followed behind with uneven steps, his eyes flashing, not looking like his courage had been broken at all.

Just as his eyes turned, preparing to kill and escape.

A clanging sound suddenly came to his ears.

That sword pill, I don't know when, was spinning around him.

From time to time, it spat out sword light, making people's hair stand on end.

Boss Hu subconsciously trembled, and the scene of Kou Ji being killed just now appeared in his mind.

That was definitely not a sudden lethal move!

It was an ambush laid long ago.

Otherwise, even a late Foundation Establishment great cultivator couldn't kill a Tier 1 Foundation Establishment cultivator in seconds without anyone noticing.

Not to mention the small seal that turned into a mountain peak.

It was clearly arranged on their retreat path in advance.

Only with preparation can there be a thunderous strike!

Boss Hu didn't dare to have any more extravagant thoughts; such an existence was not something he could fool with his little tricks.

"The other party didn't kill me directly like they did Kou Ji, which means they have a need for me alive."

"I hope he's someone easy to get along with."

"However, how did he discover our planning?"

"President, brought him here."

On the flying boat, Boss Hu saw the young man surrounded by a crowd of cultivators.

Wearing a red cloud Daoist robe, skin like white jade, sword eyebrows and bright eyes.

Seeing how young he looked, Boss Hu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

So young, he probably doesn't have a heavy murderous nature.

But when he saw those deep, ancient-well-like eyes, his soul trembled.

"You guys clean up the battlefield, don't stay, continue forward."

"You come in with me."

In a trance, Boss Hu entered the main hall in the center of the Langqi Flying Boat.

As soon as he entered.

Thump!

He didn't care about the dignity of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at all, his legs went soft and he knelt down.

"Senior, please spare my life. Hu was just momentarily possessed by a ghost, seeing that I didn't cause any loss to Senior..."

"Look up!"

Boss Hu subconsciously looked up.

What came into view were those eyes like cold pools and deep abysses, which were reflected into the depths of his consciousness.

Shocking pressure, confusing chaos, the soul stirred endlessly, wanting to resist.

But weak as he was, under this huge soul pressure, he was so weak.

In the sea of consciousness, only a pair of huge, indifferent eyes stared at him.

"Name!"

"Hu Wei, the 'Wei' of 'Hu Zuo Fei Wei' (reckless behavior)."

"Where are you from? Who instructed you?"

"From Daguang Immortal City, no one instructed, saw wealth and had evil intentions."

"What do you know about the Nine Jilei Mountains, tell me one by one."

"At the Jilei Mountain battlefield, the leader is the late Jin Dan stage Venerable Yaoxing of the Yuding Sword Sect, there are five Sword Sect Jin Dan, three hundred Foundation Establishment sword cultivators. The main force of the coalition is Flame Alliance cultivators, and Sword Sect vassals Tiandao Dock, Lengyue Temple, Liusha Sword Sect..."

In the quiet hall.

Only Hu Wei's voice remained.

Initially fast and decisive, slowly it became sluggish and slow.

The information described also became more and more blurred, mostly replaced by words like 'probably', 'estimate', 'perhaps'.

Especially involving information about defense lines, stations, etc., he knew nothing.

At the end.

He said with a tired and difficult expression: "That's all I know."

"Hmm."

Following this 'hmm', Hu Wei woke up in a trance.

The huge eyes in the sea of consciousness had dissipated.

He looked at the hall blankly, and all the words he had said before flowed back like a tide.

Just for a moment, his face turned pale.

He had hit an iron plate!

The person in front of him was not only powerful, but his soul strength was suffocating, and his methods were so extraordinary.

In front of him, he had almost no secrets.

No wonder the other party was prepared long ago.

With this soul strength, his spiritual sense could probably cover more than ten miles.

Their group of more than ten people, without any cover, was as conspicuous as a candle in the dark night.

He swallowed his saliva and knelt on the ground.

"Senior, I've said everything I know, please spare my life. You are a great person with a large amount..."

"I'll ask you one last question."

Luo Chen smiled, his tone gentle.

Hu Wei nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Please ask, I will definitely know everything and say everything!"

"A very simple question, don't be afraid."

Hu Wei's heart relaxed, listening to the following text.

Luo Chen played with the sword pill in his hand and said casually: "If I weren't here, how did you plan to deal with this boatload of cultivators?"

Hu Wei was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously looked up, just about to speak.

A sword light rose from his hand.

"I..."

Hu Wei only felt the world spinning.

When he stopped, he only saw his own headless body kneeling in the hall.

Luo Chen shook his head, "You shouldn't have hesitated."

Hu Wei died with his eyes wide open.

After dealing with Hu Wei, Luo Chen fell into deep thought.

Just now, he used the Soul-Sucking Technique to deter the enemy, and then used the Soul-Confusing Technique to confuse the other party's mind.

Although he couldn't do it as domineeringly as the demonic soul-searching technique, he asked for what he wanted.

This group of robbers was not strong.

It was just two Tier 1 Foundation Establishment cultivators.

They couldn't make waves on the Jilei Mountain battlefield, so they changed their identities and started the business of robbing the Luoyun Sect's logistics.

They could earn spirit stones and also earn merit issued by the Sword Sect.

Nothing worth mentioning, they couldn't even pass three rounds under Luo Chen's hands.

What interested Luo Chen was that the Sword Sect's side had such a complex composition of allies.

Or rather, it wasn't complex, it was very simple.

It was just the Sword Sect and the Flame Alliance.

What was complex were the vassals under the Sword Sect.

Tiandao Dock, Lengyue Temple, Liusha Sword Sect... seven or eight factions in a row, all of which were first-class large factions with some fame in the Yuding Domain!

Inside the sect, at least there was a Jin Dan cultivator sitting in town!

This specification was a bit high.

Think about the vassals of the Jin Dan great sect, whether it's the Flame Alliance, the Ice Fortress, or Ailao Mountain, etc., basically they are only Foundation Establishment level factions.

Only Qingdan Valley is wealthy and has one or two first-class vassals at the Jin Dan level.

"No wonder the Sword Sect gathered the power of two families, but could fight the four-sect coalition on the Luoyun Sect side, and even occupied the upper hand."

"Admittedly, there is the reason that the four sects are of one heart but not one force, but the foundation of the Sword Sect's operation in the Yuding Domain for more than three hundred years cannot be underestimated."

After sighing, Luo Chen also had a deeper understanding of the situation on the Jilei Mountain battlefield.

After arriving there, he wouldn't be at a loss.

Dealing with enemies, at least he could simply distinguish the other party's family.

Sent a sound transmission.

Soon Qin Liangchen walked in.

First glance.

Qin Liangchen saw Hu Wei's corpse with eyes wide open on the ground.

"Take it out and hang it on the flagpole!"

Qin Liangchen said in surprise: "Isn't it too conspicuous?"

Beheading a Foundation Establishment true cultivator and showing it to the public, even in the cultivation world, is a very excessive operation.

But Luo Chen didn't care much.

"On this journey, who knows how many troubles there will be. Although I'm not very afraid of trouble, I also feel that these unnecessary troubles are troublesome."

The meaning is a bit roundabout.

But Qin Liangchen quickly understood the meaning.

With the head of such a Foundation Establishment true cultivator hanging high, those cultivators who have any bad intentions on the road must weigh whether they have the courage to provoke a faction that can kill, and even dare to hang the head of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Moreover, the road they are taking is the relatively safe rear.

Even if there is trouble, it won't be much.

Hanging the head, these few troubles will stay away.

"Indeed, the President is right. Being conspicuous also has the benefits of being conspicuous!"

Qin Liangchen laughed, holding Hu Wei's corpse in one hand and the other party's head in the other, and walked out of the hall.

Not long after.

The noise of Luo Tian Society cultivators came from outside.

Hanging the head of a Foundation Establishment true cultivator is still very shocking to Qi Refining cultivators.

After the noise, there was the whispering discussion about Luo Chen.

Haven't made a move for many years, the President's strength has improved again!

Still several miles away, he could easily defeat a true cultivator of the same rank without seeing the dragon's head or tail.

One instant kill, one suppression!

Such a record truly shocked a group of Luo Tian cultivators.

Similarly, it also boosted their confidence in going to the Jilei Mountain battlefield.

Following the President, they never lose a battle, always advancing triumphantly, winning every battle!

In the hall.

Luo Chen didn't care much about these.

He looked at the two storage bags in front of him and became interested.

One is Hu Wei's, one is Kou Ji's.

Spiritual sense released, probed into it, Luo Chen smiled.

The two's methods are not good.

The spiritual sense marks left behind are also quite shallow.

With his current ability, wanting to crack them is easy!

He brushed his hand, and the Great Perfection Cleaning Spell brushed over, erasing the two's marks.

So easy, it's truly sigh-worthy.

Thinking back then, he spent a full three years cracking Duan Qiankun's storage bag!

Even after his realm improved a lot later, erasing the marks of Tier 1 Foundation Establishment cultivators would take half a year or even a year.

Unlike now, he breaks it with a wave of his hand.

"Strong soul, there are many conveniences."

Smiling slightly, Luo Chen's spiritual sense probed into it.

"Eh!"

He thought there was nothing good in it, but after a sweep, it really gave him a little surprise.

Luo Chen moved his mind, and a mineral stone that was a zhang high appeared at his feet.

Looking at this object, Luo Chen couldn't help but nod.

"That's right, it really is the raw ore of Soft Thunder Sand, if handled well, at least two taels can be refined."

Soft Thunder Sand, as the most commonly used object for refining magic treasures, is listed as a Tier 3 material, and its value has always been tight.

Two taels of Soft Thunder Sand, how can it be worth a few thousand spirit stones, and it's not easy to buy.

"This is just a piece of raw ore."

"I don't know how much raw ore is buried in the Nine Jilei Mountains, and I don't know how many other rare mineral materials are dug out every year."

"The Sword Sect relies on this mineral resource alone, I don't know how many spirit stones they earn every year."

"No wonder the Luoyun Sect is so jealous of this place, fighting to the death to take it down."

Smiling, Luo Chen put this thing back.

Then he transferred the more than forty thousand spirit stones from the two storage bags to his own storage bag.

As for other things, he didn't care much.

There are a few top-grade magic treasures, but he currently has the sword pill and the Heavy Fan Seal in hand, so he is not in short supply.

Boss Hu's shield, he kept it.

This is a rare top-grade defensive magic treasure, he doesn't need it, but he can reward others later.

Top-grade defensive magic treasures, even Foundation Establishment true cultivators, are very greedy!

Other sundries, Luo Chen intends to keep, return to the Luo Tian Society treasury, there will always be a use for them.

After handling these things.

Luo Chen fell into a state of not going out.

The Langqi Flying Boat flew slowly.

For the rest of the journey, there was no major trouble.

During this period, Luo Chen released his spiritual sense from time to time to scan the surrounding situation.

With his soul strength, it was enough to cover a radius of twenty miles!

During this period, he really discovered a robber team composed of three Foundation Establishment true cultivators.

However, after discovering the head hanging on the Langqi Flying Boat, they hesitated, and finally chose to retreat.

A few days later.

The Langqi Flying Boat landed slowly on a land full of golden yellow.

"President, we have arrived!"

In the hall, Luo Chen opened his eyes and stood up.