Chapter 383: It really is you, Luo Chen!

The mountains collapsed, and chaotic rocks pierced the air.

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

Qin Yuanjiang looked at this scene in astonishment.

It was originally a certain-death situation, but it seemed there was a glimmer of life?

"Defense!"

He shouted sharply, immediately taking out a defensive magic treasure to block the countless rubble.

The two junior brothers behind him did the same.

However, amidst the countless huge rocks falling from the sky, their abilities were quite arduous to block.

Just as they were about to perish, a sturdy 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.

The 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 suddenly realized that the person above the canyon had a very familiar appearance.

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

Did he save me?

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

"Look at those people from the Flame Alliance!"

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

In the canyon.

Seven or eight figures each deployed defensive magic treasures, struggling to block the attacks coming from all directions.

As the huge rocks flew, they constantly collided with them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

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

Before long, three cultivators with lower cultivation levels had perished under the bombardment of the chaotic rocks.

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

This move was not the complete "Mountain Collapse."

Rather, it was a seemingly real earth-type spell he performed based on the Mountain Collapse method, under the blessing of the Earth Mountain Technique.

It could be called an improved, reduced version.

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

He just used spiritual energy 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 was only a weakened version and could not achieve success in one go.

There were four enemies left, and after blocking the first wave of attacks, they had already stood their ground.

The leading great cultivator looked up and let out a roar at Luo Chen.

"Danchenzi, you are bullying people too much!"

"Huh? You know me?"

Luo Chen frowned, but his movements were not slow, and the Thousand-Fold Peak, which had been accumulating power 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 he flew into the sky holding the long staff without looking back, heading straight for the four people.

Looking at his posture, this was to fight four with two!

"Senior Brother, what should we do?"

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

Listening to the words of the two junior brothers, Qin Yuanjiang didn't waste any words, controlling his long sword to block 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 no choice but to sacrifice their flying swords.

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

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

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

Chu Kui shouted, and regardless of whether Luo Chen agreed or not, he smashed a staff down with a boom.

This staff came extremely fast!

Even though that person was waiting with full attention, he was still smashed onto his defensive magic treasure.

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

Boom!

With just one strike, he was patted into the mountain belly.

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

"Zheng Tianfang of Rolling Dragon Ridge?"

Looking at the sturdy 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 so hard?"

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 charged up.

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-Fold Peak, and the sword pill 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 Rolling Dragon Ridge," his heart moved slightly.

No wonder the other party knew him!

The Zheng family of Rolling Dragon Ridge was an old acquaintance.

He knew that the Zheng family had three Foundation Establishment cultivators in one family; besides Zheng Kejian, who was always out and about, there was also a mid-stage 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.

However, under the hands of Chu Kui, who was at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, the opponent was retreating steadily and had no power to resist.

His gaze fell on Chu Kui's long staff, and a trace 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 elements!

Not only does it come with a powerful killing move, but its ordinary attacks are also no less than his Profound Fire Sword.

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

Under normal driving, it has extraordinary power.

Even if he had to deal with it himself, he would have to deal with it with full attention.

"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 it hurts 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 Profound Fire Sword appeared.

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

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

Chi!

The body was split into two.

"We won!"

Turning his head, Luo Chen looked at Qin Yuanjiang and the three with surprise.

Only three at the first level of Foundation Establishment, joining forces, actually managed to kill a cultivator at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment.

Is this the excellence of inner sect disciples of a major 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 other enemies will arrive soon."

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

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

Luo Chen ignored them and walked on the battlefield, collecting the spoils of war.

When he stood in front of a cultivator's bloody corpse, he suddenly said: "Aren't you going to collect the bodies for your fellow sect brothers?"

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

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

Still three chicks!

I hope they can grow a bit after this battle!

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

"Solved!"

"That old guy's realm is not high, but he has quite a few tricks, which cost 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.

Luo Chen glanced at them and sighed.

"This place is not suitable for staying long, leave as soon as possible. Also, 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 such terrain that obviously restricts your puppets, don't step into it easily."

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 more steady.

"Senior Brother 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 bodies of the senior brothers and go back to find the elders quickly!"

The two nodded.

However, their eyes were still full of curiosity.

Luo Chen, Danchenzi?

Could it be that famous alchemy master in the Jade Cauldron Domain?

Why is his strength still so strong?

That spell earlier was earth-shattering and could not be performed by ordinary Foundation Establishment true cultivators at all.

Two days later.

On the ten thousand miles of quicksand wasteland.

Two figures walked 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 silently calculated 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 their offensive pace and return to the initial state of confrontation and tug-of-war with the Sword Sect."

"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 his stubble, looked at the tall thunder mountain where dark clouds gathered and evil energy soared to the sky.

Facing his gaze, Chu Kui's pupils shrank.

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

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

Chu Kui said worriedly from the side: "You said it yourself, the current main battlefield is a meat grinder. The two major 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 approached Luo Chen in the first place.

Luo Chen nodded, "Since that's the case, then let's 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. You have a reputation, even if you don't take a risk, relying on the relationship with the Ice Fortress, the chance of forming a core in the future is still very high."

"If it really doesn't work, just give up for now. Leave me alone on the battlefield, spend a few more years, and I will always be able to gather the remaining two thousand points."

Luo Chen looked at his arm.

Chu Kui let go tactfully.

With sand filling the sky, the man in the red robe had an extremely calm expression.

"I have never been to the Ice Fortress, whether they will fully support my core formation is still a matter of two things. Even if they fully support me, they will definitely have other demands, and by then I will be bound more deeply with them."

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

Chu Kui was confused.

Luo Chen would naturally not explain his conjectures about what the two Nascent Soul major sects were doing one by one.

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

With too deep a binding, if one prospers, all prosper, and if one suffers, all suffer; it would be even 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. An honored guest is just an honored guest!"

Chu Kui was thoughtful.

"Besides, you said to leave you alone on the battlefield to find opportunities. But how do you know if there will be another shop after this village?"

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

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

Luo Chen said lightly, already walking in front.

With the wind and sand howling, Chu Kui stood behind, his face changing between cloudy and sunny.

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

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

Every inch of land must be fought for, and no one would give way.

Such a tragic war had exceeded everyone's imagination.

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

But under the high pressure of the Falling Cloud Sect and the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, no one could retreat.

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

Now, wanting to hunt enemies was becoming more and more difficult.

Those who could survive until now were all strong.

Each was experienced and had keen spiritual senses.

If there was anything wrong, they would either bombard from a distance or escape for several miles.

When Luo Chen finally managed to kill 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.

"Danchenzi, Tian Kuizi?"

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

The man's expression was cold, "My name is Jiang Cheng."

This name was a bit unfamiliar.

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

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

Flash Thunder Sword!

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

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 streak of thunder light, wrapping around him, and as he took a step, it seemed as if thunder and lightning were exploding in all directions.

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

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

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

As he spoke, he pinched the sword formula.

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

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

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

His reputation was even above that of Yan Leizi, Shan Ling'er, and others.

When ordinary people encounter him, they run as far as they can.

Luo Chen and Chu Kui, who made ordinary Foundation Establishment true cultivators terrified, seemed to be the same.

Jiang Cheng looked at the two fleeing in a sorry state, with disdain on his face.

However, the next moment, he cursed directly.

"Despicable villains!"

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

On the ground, there was even a soft mud swamp, and two brown-yellow hands grabbed out ferociously.

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

Black and white sword light flowed, easily eliminating the two attacks.

But what was terrifying was the two who had returned.

A Qitian long staff smashed down, and not only that, there was a big sword spitting meteors.

His eyes widened, and sword light shot out all over his body.

Boom! Boom!

Loud noises erupted one after another, splashing countless dust.

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

As arrogant as he was when he appeared, he was just as sorry when he ran away.

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

"He wasn't that easy to kill, after all, he is a true disciple of the Jade Cauldron, 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 a dozen more 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, but it seemed to contain the sound of gold and iron clashing.

In the distance, an old man with vicissitudes of life stepped over step by step, his turbid eyes containing endless sadness and anger.

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

On his forehead, a faint flame mark suddenly appeared.

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

In just a breath, it was as red as a jumping flame, burning and stinging.

Looking at the flame mark, the old man stopped.

"It really is you, Luo Chen!"

(End of this chapter)