Chapter 383: It really is you, Luo Chen!

The mountains collapsed, and chaotic stones pierced the air.

Countless huge stones, like meteorites, screamed and howled as they smashed toward everyone in the canyon.

Qin Yuanjiang looked at this scene in astonishment.

Originally a situation of certain death, it seems there is a glimmer of life?

"Defense!"

He shouted sharply, and immediately took out a defensive magic tool to resist the countless broken stones.

The two junior brothers behind him did the same.

However, among the countless falling huge stones, their ability was quite arduous to resist.

Just as they were about to die, a majestic figure leaped into the canyon.

Blocking in front of the three, he held up a broken small shield with one hand.

The small shield grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was a full ten feet tall, covering the three behind it.

"Who are you?"

Qin Yuanjiang looked at this person's back in surprise.

That person didn't answer, but instead cursed irritably.

"Luo Chen's strength is getting stronger and stronger!"

Hearing this, Qin Yuanjiang was shocked.

He looked up, and only then did he suddenly discover that the person above the canyon had a very familiar appearance.

Isn't it Luo Chen, the master of the Luo Tian Society, whom he had just seen not long ago?

Did he save me?

Just as he was shocked, the exclamations of the two junior brothers behind him came.

"Look at those few people from the Yan Alliance!"

"Good death! The more miserable the death, the better!"

Inside the canyon.

Seven or eight figures, each unfolding defensive magic tools, were struggling to resist the attacks from all directions.

Under the flying huge stones, they were constantly hit.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Frequent and dense sounds were emitted, representing one collision after another.

Not long after, three cultivators with lower cultivation levels fell under the bombardment of chaotic stones.

In the sky, Luo Chen watched this scene, with a trace of complacency in his eyes.

This move is not the complete "Mountain Collapse."

But a pseudo-earth-type spell he cast based on the Mountain Collapse means, under the blessing of the Earth Mountain Technique.

It can be called an improved and reduced version.

The power is weaker, but in favorable terrain, it can also exert unexpected effects.

He just used spiritual power as a guide to forcibly pull down two mountain walls, thereby creating a pure scene of mountain collapse.

"But that's all for now."

After all, it is just a weakened version and cannot achieve success in one fell swoop.

There are still four enemies left, and after blocking the first wave of attacks, they have already stood firm.

The leading great cultivator raised his head and roared at Luo Chen.

"Alchemist Danchenzi, you are bullying people too much!"

"Hmm? Know me?"

Luo Chen frowned, but his movements were not slow, and the Thousand-Heavy Peak, which had been accumulating momentum for a long time, smashed down immediately.

Not only that.

At the bottom of the valley, Chu Kui put away the broken small shield and said:

"Take care of yourself!"

Then, without looking back, he held the long staff and flew into the sky, heading straight for the four people.

Looking at his posture, this is to fight two against four!

"Qi Qi Shixiong, what should we do?"

"Should we escape first and go back to bring reinforcements?"

Listening to the panicked words of the two junior brothers, Qin Yuanjiang didn't have any nonsense, controlled the long sword, and blocked another mid-stage Foundation Establishment enemy.

Seeing him look like he was going to fight side by side.

The two junior brothers gritted their teeth and had to sacrifice their flying swords.

The three joined forces to fight one mid-stage Foundation Establishment enemy.

In this way, on the frontal battlefield, a situation of two against three was formed.

"Luo Chen, you hold back one mid-stage Foundation Establishment, leave the remaining two to me."

Chu Kui drank, and regardless of whether Luo Chen agreed or not, a staff smashed down with a roar.

This staff came extremely fast!

Even though that person was waiting with concentration, he was still smashed onto the defensive magic tool.

Upon contact, he discovered that besides being fast, it was also heavy.

Boom!

Just one strike, and he was patted into the mountain belly.

Chu Kui recovered his breath slightly and looked at the old man with gray hair and beard.

"Zheng Tianfang of Gunlong Ridge?"

Looking at the majestic man, Zheng Tianfang's pupils shrank, and his figure retreated involuntarily.

"Chu Kui, you and I have no grievances in the past and no grudges in the recent days, why force me to death?"

Chu Kui sneered, "Although you and I have no grudges, I need to borrow your head to help my Jin Dan Great Dao!"

After two simple sentences, Chu Kui killed him.

Zheng Tianfang knew Chu Kui was powerful, so while using his flying sword to obstruct, he quickly flew away to escape.

Above the canyon, Luo Chen suppressed a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator with the Thousand-Heavy Peak, and the sword pellet in his hand constantly attacked the opponent.

Besides that, he even had the energy to observe the two battlefields.

When he heard the name "Zheng Tianfang of Gunlong Ridge," his heart moved slightly.

No wonder the other party knew him!

The Zheng family of Gunlong Ridge, that is an old acquaintance.

He knew that the Zheng family had three Foundation Establishment cultivators, besides Zheng Kejian who was always showing his face outside, there was also a mid-stage Foundation Establishment and an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator in the family.

But he didn't expect that the mid-stage Foundation Establishment one had actually advanced to the late stage.

It's just that the other party was retreating steadily under Chu Kui, who was at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, and had no power to resist.

His gaze fell on Chu Kui's long staff, and a look of envy appeared in Luo Chen's eyes.

After fighting side by side for many days, he already knew the power of this magic treasure of the other party.

A high-quality low-grade magic treasure that combines both gold and earth attributes!

Not only does it come with a killing move with great power, but its ordinary attacks are also no less than his Xuanhuo Sword.

Coupled with Chu Kui's extremely high level of refinement.

Under normal driving, it has unparalleled power.

Even if he had to deal with it himself, he had to deal with it with full concentration.

"One move is fresh, eat all over the sky!"

"Chu Kui has almost exerted the potential of this magic treasure to the extreme, no wonder he gets hurt when touched and dies when hit."

Turning his head back.

Looking at the struggling enemy, Luo Chen shook his head.

"The movement here is too big, let's solve it early!"

With a thought, the Xuanhuo Sword appeared.

"How can you drive three magic tools at the same time?"

In the terrified eyes of the enemy, the Xuanhuo Sword flew out and then slashed down on his head.

Chi!

The body was split into two.

"We won!"

Turning his head back, Luo Chen looked at Qin Yuanjiang and the three with a surprised expression.

But three first-level Foundation Establishment, joining forces, actually killed a fourth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Is this the excellence of inner sect disciples of a great sect?

Facing Luo Chen's surprised gaze, Qin Yuanjiang, who was panting after surviving the disaster, straightened up.

His expression was a bit difficult, but he finally spoke, "Luo... Uncle, thank you for saving us."

Hearing this, the corners of Luo Chen's mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Rest first, maybe there will be other enemies coming soon."

Qin Yuanjiang gave a hum and immediately took an elixir to restore spiritual power.

The other two junior brothers, however, stared at Luo Chen with complex expressions.

Luo Chen didn't pay attention to them, walking on the battlefield, collecting the spoils of war.

When he stood in front of a bloody corpse of a cultivator, he suddenly said: "Don't you collect the corpses for your fellow sect brothers?"

Qin Yuanjiang and the three were stunned, and then took action.

Luo Chen looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

Still three chicks!

I hope that after this battle, they can grow a little!

When he finished packing up the spoils, Chu Kui had already hurried back.

"Solved!"

"That old kid's realm is not high, but he has quite a few means, it took me quite a bit of effort."

"Luo Chen, how are things on your side?"

Luo Chen replied: "Everything is packed up, let's go!"

Seeing that he was about to leave.

Qin Yuanjiang and the three were hesitant to speak.

Looking at them, Luo Chen sighed.

"This place is not suitable for staying long, leave as soon as possible. In addition, try not to leave the main force in the future, these vassal rogue cultivators, although their realm is not high, are deep in scheming. Next time if you encounter this kind of terrain that clearly restrains your puppets, don't step into it easily again."

After speaking, without waiting for their response, he immediately flew away quickly with Chu Kui.

Looking at their departing backs, Qin Yuanjiang bowed silently.

When he straightened up, the impetuous look in his eyes had disappeared, and the whole person seemed to have become a little more steady.

"Qi Qi Shixiong Qin, who was that senior?"

"You called him uncle, but isn't his surname Luo?"

Qin Yuanjiang shook his head.

"I'll tell you about these things later, take the corpses of the senior brothers and go back to find the elders quickly!"

The two nodded.

It's just that their eyes were still full of curiosity.

Luo Chen, Alchemist Danchenzi?

Could it be that great alchemy master who is famous in the Yuding Region?

Why is his strength still so strong?

That spell before was earth-shattering, not something an ordinary Foundation Establishment true cultivator could cast at all.

Two days later.

On the ten-thousand-mile flowing sand wasteland.

Two figures were walking on it, covered in dust.

"No, the small groups of enemies on the wasteland are getting fewer and fewer, hunting like this, we can't gather the remaining two thousand merit points at all!"

Chu Kui's expression was irritable.

Luo Chen was silently calculating the current merit points.

After many days of hard work, he and Chu Kui had already saved up a full eight thousand merit points!

This record is staggering.

It represents at least dozens of Foundation Establishment true cultivators who died at their hands.

Ambush, interception, strong attack, stealing heads...

Almost all the means that could be used had been used up.

But it was still a bit short.

"Before long, you will leave the front line and go to the rear."

Chu Kui said anxiously, "According to your analysis, once the Four Sect Alliance captures the Eighth Mountain, it is very likely that they will pause the pace of the attack and return to the initial state of confrontation and pulling with the Sword Sect side."

"In this way, when will we be able to gather the remaining merit points?"

"Luo Chen, say something!"

Suddenly!

Luo Chen stopped his steps.

Letting the wind and sand hit his face, he, with a stubble of beard, looked at the tall thunder mountain where dark clouds gathered and evil spirits soared into the sky.

Facing his gaze, Chu Kui's pupils shrank.

"You don't want to go to the main battlefield, do you?"

Luo Chen was silent, still thinking and calculating in his heart.

Beside him, Chu Kui said worriedly: "You said it yourself, the current main battlefield is a meat grinder. The two great upper sects don't treat their vassals and rogue cultivators as people at all. If we go there..."

"Are you afraid?" Luo Chen asked back suddenly.

Chu Kui was startled, and his face flushed red in an instant.

"Do you think I would be afraid?"

Before the Great Dao, Chu Kui would never be cowardly!

If he were afraid, he wouldn't have sought out Luo Chen from the beginning.

Luo Chen nodded, "Since that's the case, then seize this only opportunity!"

Seeing him take a step, Chu Kui grabbed his arm.

"I am naturally not afraid, but you are different from me, you are still young. And you have a reputation, even if you don't take a risk, relying on the Ice Fortress's relationship, the chance of forming a core in the future is also very great."

"If it really doesn't work, just give up temporarily. Leave me alone on the battlefield, spend a few more years, and I can always gather the remaining two thousand merits."

Luo Chen looked at his arm.

Chu Kui let go tactfully.

The yellow sand filled the sky, and the man in the red robe looked extremely calm.

"I haven't been to the Ice Fortress, whether they will fully help me form a core is still a matter of two things. Even if they fully help me, they will definitely have other requests, and by then I will be bound more deeply with them."

Isn't it good to be bound more deeply with a Jin Dan great sect?

Chu Kui was confused.

Luo Chen naturally wouldn't detail his conjectures about what the two great Nascent Soul upper sects were doing.

If his conjecture is true, the Ice Fortress and its ilk may not last long.

Bound too deeply, one prospers and one suffers, and it will be harder for him to get out.

He continued: "Therefore, if I can form a core on my own, my relationship with the Ice Fortress will be relatively independent. A guest, is just a guest!"

Chu Kui was thoughtful.

"Besides, you said leave me alone on the battlefield to look for opportunities. But how do you know, after this village, is there still this shop?"

Chu Kui was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Some things, once said through, are meaningless. Let's go!"

Luo Chen said lightly, and had already stepped forward.

The wind and sand howled, Chu Kui stood behind, his expression uncertain.

A moment later, he gritted his teeth and firmly followed Luo Chen's footsteps.

The main battlefield of the Eighth Mountain had become a genuine meat grinder.

Every inch of land must be contested, never giving an inch.

Such a tragic war had exceeded everyone's imagination.

Rogue cultivators wanted to retreat, vassals wanted to retreat, and even several Jin Dan great sects tried to temporarily cease fire.

But under the high pressure of the Luoyun Sect and the Yuding Sword Sect, no one could retreat.

Luo Chen and Chu Kui no longer had the calmness of walking on the battlefield like death gods at the beginning.

Now wanting to hunt enemies had become increasingly difficult.

Those who can live to the present are all strong.

Each one is experienced and has keen spiritual senses.

If there is something slightly wrong, either bombard from a distance, or escape for several miles.

When Luo Chen finally killed a mid-stage Foundation Establishment sword cultivator, trouble came.

The retreat was blocked!

A man holding a pale black long sword blocked him and Chu Kui alone.

"Alchemist Danchenzi, Tian Kui Zi?"

Chu Kui leaned over and asked cautiously: "Who are you?"

That person's expression was cold, "My name is Jiang Cheng."

This name is a bit unfamiliar.

However, Chu Kui and Luo Chen didn't dare to underestimate the other party at all, because the other party was emitting a rich spiritual power fluctuation of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth rose slightly, "They call me Flash Thunder Sword, perhaps this title, you are more familiar with."

Flash Thunder Sword!

When these three words came out, Luo Chen and Chu Kui's expressions changed greatly.

Almost without any hesitation, the two retreated immediately, and the speed was staggering.

However, they were fast, but Jiang Cheng was faster!

The long sword in his hand instantly turned into a thunder light, wrapping him, and when he stepped, thunder and lightning seemed to explode in all directions.

A few steps, and he was already within a hundred feet behind the two.

"I have heard of your reputations for a long time, one is the leader of rogue cultivators, one is an alchemy master, but your style of conduct is so base, it can be called demonic behavior."

"Today, I will eliminate demons and defend the Dao!"

While speaking, he pinched the sword formula.

Between the black and white colors flowing on his body, there was thunder permeating.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, seemingly echoing him from afar.

Flash Thunder Sword, one of the few existences that cannot be provoked at the Foundation Establishment stage on the Nine Thunder Mountains battlefield.

The reputation is even above Yan Leizi, Shan Ling'er, and others.

When ordinary people meet, they run as far as they can.

Luo Chen and Chu Kui, who made ordinary Foundation Establishment true cultivators hear the wind and lose their courage, seemed to be the same.

Jiang Cheng looked at the two fleeing in a panic, with disdain on the corners of his mouth.

However, the next moment, he cursed directly.

"Despicable villain!"

Dozens of vines rose from the ground, blocking his forward momentum.

On the earth, there was even a soft mud swamp, and two brown-yellow big hands grabbed fiercely.

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

The black and white sword light swirled, easily dispelling the two attacks.

But what was terrifying was the two people who returned.

A Qi Tian long staff smashed down with a roar, and not only that, but a great sword spat out meteors and came.

His eyes widened, and sword light exploded from his whole body.

Boom! Boom!

Loud noises erupted one after another, splashing countless dust.

In the sky full of smoke, a figure flew out suddenly, fleeing in a panic like lightning in the direction he came from.

As arrogant as he was when he appeared, he was just as miserable when he fled.

Chu Kui held the Qi Tian Staff and said with regret, "This kid is quite special, he was worth a thousand merit points, what a pity."

"He's not that easy to kill. After all, he's a true disciple of the Yuding Sword Sect, and we just caught him off guard and he underestimated us."

Luo Chen estimated the remaining thorn flower seeds in his storage bag.

If he wanted to fully display the Vine Technique, he could probably support it for another dozen times.

"Let's go!"

Saying this casually, Luo Chen turned around.

However, the next moment, his pupils shrank!

"Better not leave."

An old voice came faintly, clearly extremely old, yet seemingly containing the sound of gold and iron clashing.

In the distance, a vicissitudinous old man stepped over step by step, his turbid eyes containing endless sadness and anger.

As he approached, Luo Chen's heart beat wildly.

Above his brow, a faint flame mark suddenly appeared.

Initially dim, the closer the person got, the brighter it became.

In the space of a breath, it became as red as a jumping flame, scorching and stinging.

Looking at that flame mark, the old man stopped his steps.

"It really is you, Luo Chen!"

(End of chapter)