Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 276 Shame!blood stamp
Chen Xinghe was muttering to himself over and over again.

"Can a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment be so powerful? To escape under the eyes of a giant dragon in the Jindan stage or even the Nascent Soul stage, and once he escapes, it will be more than 20,000 miles. When I advance to the late stage of foundation establishment, my goal is this level. A monk can't be worse than a nun, right?"

There was a storm outside the crypt, and Thunder Dragon felt extremely troubled when he saw Hei Kui, so he hurriedly summoned the dragons to gather.

About half an hour later, hundreds of giant dragons arrived, fireballs, lightning, rock thorns, and frost kept attacking, and the even more terrifying haze roared.

Long Qun is very determined, that is, to clean up the black sunflower and forcibly open a pursuit channel.

I have to say that this stupid method was very effective, forcing Yue Wuque to drag his broken body inward, still chasing Chen Xinghe's scent and fleeing.

At this moment, Chen Xinghe had already penetrated two hundred miles underground, gritted his teeth looking at the criss-cross ravines.

The map turns light red when swiped here.

This light red color covers the entire area, and I don't know if there are any gaps to drill.

Without stopping behind him, Chen Xinghe hurriedly searched along the edge of the map.

Don't tell me, there is no unparalleled road, and it took a lot of effort to find a murmuring river.

The only small river here is considered safe, and he couldn't wait any longer, so he plunged into the water.

In this way, after walking for more than thirty miles along the river, Chen Xinghe stopped in his tracks, not daring to go any further.

The front was purple and black, and it was a vast body of water.The surrounding area was so red and purple that even the rough outline of the geography could not be drawn out.

"There is nowhere to go, just sit here and wait! Life and death depend on destiny."

He sat deep in the bottom of the river and waited for two hours when his consciousness suddenly moved.

Yue Wuque came, looking miserable, but Chen Xinghe didn't dare to be careless at all.The other party is a ruthless man who escaped from the siege of dragons. With today's feat, the Sunset Palace should be praised forever.

"Hehe, the Taoist friends are so leisurely!" Yue Wuque's laughter carried murderous intent.

"Fortunately, why is Fellow Daoist Yue in such a mess?" Chen Xinghe seemed to be relaxed, but in fact he was already ready for a big battle.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury! Why did Fellow Daoist leave in such a hurry? I don't know what to expect?"

"There are still some harvests. If fellow daoists are interested, I can give up some, but you need gold coins to trade."

"Oh?" Yue Wuque was a little surprised: "You are willing to sell what you have worked so hard to dig?"

"What's the point? If it can be exchanged for gold coins, I don't mind selling Jinglin grass to Xiong Dayue and the others. After all, it's enough for each person to chew dozens of plants, and it's useless to chew more."

Yue Wuque frowned, feeling as if he had overlooked something.

Is this brat just going to collect Jinglin grass?But why is there a strange fragrance?Obviously got help beyond imagination, where is the so-called opportunity?If the other party got something else, she sniffed it hard, and there was no other smell, only the scent of Jinglin grass, which is even more strange!
No matter how much she thought about it, she never thought that Chen Xinghe's focus was not on the Jing Lincao, but on the Nine Tribulations of the Yellow Springs Art.

Yue Wuque hesitated.

She originally wanted to take the other party's opportunity, but the situation changed. The other party's opportunity was Jing Lincao, and she said that she could buy it with gold coins.

That being the case, with my current state and being in this desperate place, is it really suitable for fighting?What's more, there are dragons outside.

After weighing repeatedly, Yue Wuque immediately put out his murderous intentions, took out three gold coins and said, "You are very wise, I need Jinglincao for three people."

"Six gold coins, I can sell you some more, a total of 150 plants." Chen Xinghe counted with his fingers: "This is the market price based on silver coins. The key is that Jinglin grass is scarce, and there is always a price but no market! Daoist buy Naturally, you have to take it yourself when you go back, and if you refine it into a elixir, you can make a lot of money."

"I didn't expect you to be good at business?"

"That's right. I'm a businessman myself. Ke Ding Kemao negotiated the price from the ferryman to start my business."

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had intentions, Yue Wuque secretly said: "Could it be that this kid got his first pot of gold with Jinglincao, and then became a successful businessman?"

Chen Xinghe didn't want to go to war with Yue Wuque at all, because this old nun must have a strong backer, otherwise why did he live until now?
His judgment was extremely correct, Suzaku was so good at calculations but was influenced by Yue Wuque, and unconsciously got the Tao, which shows that the Tao is deep!
In the end, the two were on guard against each other, and a deal was really reached, and the six golden Huangquan Tongbao were safe in the bag.

As for what Yue Wuque gained from entering the Dragon Tomb, Chen Xinghe had no idea!Now he has no shortage of points, no holy grass, no lack of skills, no lack of opportunity, only time.

He needs time to grow up, very, very much, cultivation, treasure hunting, knotting evil spirits, Yunjian, and returning to the world of fairy swords, too many things need to be put on the agenda, how can he care about Yue Wuque?

The dragon clan is still opening the way, but the black sunflower is not afraid of fire, thunder, or water, and it cleans it very slowly.

In this way, the two sat on the bottom of the river to recover.

Something that annoyed the Dragon Clan happened.

The black sunflowers in front are getting bigger and bigger, and each one has the power to entangle the three-clawed green dragon. Although it will not entangle to death, it will cause great trouble to the road opening work.

The three-clawed green dragons all withdrew, assembled the four-clawed black dragon and thunder dragon, and continued to advance in the predetermined direction.

Two days later, when these dragons were getting closer, a bright frame popped up in front of Chen Xinghe and Yue Wuque at the same time, indicating that the task was completed, Tianyuan Temple received a dragon soul crystal to replace the dim red sundial, and a ceremony was held to open the gate of the demon world and suppress the surrounding four. Great sect disciple.

At the same time, the bright red border made a "buzzing" sound, and a text appeared: "The 65 Huangquan monks are close to annihilation, and the number has been reduced to 500 people. The mission failed, return immediately!"

The text changes rapidly, and it reads: "This failure will give the survivor additional punishment, the forehead will be permanently imprinted with blood, and it will be synchronized with the main body immediately after returning to Huangquan."

"What?" Chen Xinghe and Yue Wuque stood up at the same time, extremely shocked.

To put a stamp on the forehead of the survivor, and it is a permanent brand, so that everyone can see it.

As the saying goes, soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. The alliance of four families is really too much.

Yue Wuque clenched his fists and said: "Brand this seal to synchronize with the main body. This is to chase us down in the standard world. This is a poisonous plan to drive us all to extinction."

"Damn it, I grass his ancestors."

Chen Xinghe scolded directly, he was in a difficult mood right now, and really wanted to rush out to fight those giant dragons, so as to vent his depression.

With the appearance of the spiritual light, the return should have been cheered, but because of the appearance of the blood mark, I believe that all the monks of Huangquan are not happy.

"Blood Death Mark?" Yue Wuque touched his forehead.

There was a bloodstain like a knife scar. This was not Erlang God's third eye, but a shame, a lifelong shame!

(End of this chapter)