Forced to join Kongoji Temple at the beginning

Chapter 238 [Yuan] The true follower of the organization?

Boom!

As soon as Ning Chuan pushed a stone tablet in his hand through it, the space was collapsed by him, just like pushing a bright meteor forward, it was extremely fast.

The two old men hurriedly backed up immediately, shouted at the same time, waved their hands, and quickly recalled the throwing knife.

Ning Chuan was pushing the stone tablet and rushing forward, when suddenly his hair stood on end, and he felt the terrifying aura coming from behind him again, without thinking about it, he quickly swung the stone tablet and smashed it hard towards the area behind him.

Boom!
The sound roared, and the space collapsed.

He threw out the weird flying knife in an invisible state again.

But just like before, these two strange flying knives contained extremely terrifying power. Even if Ning Chuan smashed these two flying knives, his body was also numb from the shock, and he fell out on the spot.

And just as he fell over, the two throwing knives disappeared again, flying towards Ning Chuan at an even weirder speed.

Ning Chuan's face changed slightly, and he waved the huge stone tablet again, sweeping towards the surroundings of his body.

He is completely relying on instinct to fight.

Amidst bursts of terrifying roars, he was completely below.

These two broken flying knives are too weird, not only can completely hide the breath, but more importantly, even the stone tablet can't hurt them.

These two throwing knives were constantly attacking Ning Chuan from different angles.

The strange bird looked surprised in mid-air.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out a small golden bell. As soon as it emerged, it began to enlarge rapidly, vibrating out pieces of strange soul bells, clanging, and enveloping the two old men.

The faces of the two old men suddenly changed, and they felt a burst of soul tingling.

"Soul magic weapon?"

They quickly backed away.

At this moment, the two purple-robed men frowned, and suddenly began to attack quickly.

One of them raised his hand and released a jet-black flag, which quickly enlarged, and the dark clouds billowed, covering the sky and the sun. It was also a magic weapon of the soul, and it swept towards the small golden bell.

Another person released a strange white skull, which was so dark that it seemed to be inflated, and it became like a hill in a blink of an eye. It let out an invisible roar and quickly rushed towards the strange bird.

"Oh shit!"

The strange bird cursed angrily, its huge body soared high in the sky, stretched out two huge eagle claws, and grabbed the white skull directly.

Rumble!
Terrible fluctuations erupted directly between the two,

The two old men secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and once again showed a strong smile, they continued to control the bloody throwing knife, and quickly attacked Ning Chuan's body.

"Ning Shaoxia, how does this feel? Do you think you can do whatever you want by relying on the stone tablet? There are things in this world that you don't understand. The God Market is extremely vast, and there are countless miracles. The stone tablet may not be invincible!"

The old man in blue robe laughed.

Whoosh whoosh!
The Scarlet Throwing Knife was extremely fast, and it kept attacking Ning Chuan from tricky angles.

Ning Chuan frowned, waving the stone tablet in his hand airtightly, and said indifferently, "Really? Since you are so confident, you can't kill me in the same way. You only have two of these flying knives, and the stone tablet, we But with four yuan, you want to protect Ziyangmen, can you protect it!"

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, he directly manipulated one of the stone tablets, turned into a stream of light, collapsed the space, and instantly appeared beside the ancestor Ziyang in the distance.

Patriarch Ziyang had a sneer all over his face. He was watching a play, but he didn't expect one of the stone tablets to appear in front of him in an instant.

He couldn't help but look terrified, and it was already too late to dodge.

boom!
Flesh flying, horrible.

Patriarch Ziyang uttered a shrill scream, and the body that had just seized the house exploded again.

"Ning Chuan, you and I are sworn to death!"

A ray of primordial spirit let out a piercing cry, terrified and fled quickly.

"court death!"

"How brave!"

The two old men were furious.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
Suddenly, they quickly recalled the two broken flying knives, their bodies quickly backed up, and then directly faced the two broken flying knives together.

boom!
As soon as the broken flying knives were joined together, an extremely terrifying wave erupted directly. The whole flying knife seemed to come alive at once, and the scarlet blood light on the surface shot up into the sky instantly, becoming monstrous and terrifying.

Just as Ning Chuan was about to control the charge of the stone tablet, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly summoned four stone tablets, which quickly landed in front of him, looking at each other with incomparably serious eyes.

At this moment, he directly felt an unprecedented crisis.

Even if the throwing knife was not aimed at him, this invisible murderous aura still terrified his soul.

It's incredible!

The two old men quickly showed a strange smile, raised their heads, and looked at Ning Chuan in unison.

The flying knives in their hands seemed to have life, and the tip of the knife was automatically aimed at Ning Chuan, and the whole body was full of blood, making a strange and bloodthirsty sound.

And the moment they poured their true energy into the flying knife, a more terrifying scene appeared.

Beside the flying knife, countless evil spirits and fierce ghosts appeared directly.

There are gods whose hearts are pierced, devils whose foreheads are pierced, fairies whose chests are pierced... All kinds of tragic scenes emerge.

In the whole world, in an instant, the murderous aura skyrocketed.

"die!"

The two old men smirked, and slapped palms together, directly affecting the complete throwing knife.

Whoosh!
The terrifying flying knife instantly turned into a streak of blood and disappeared.

As the flying knife disappeared, all the illusory images were quickly swallowed by the flying knife like flowing water, and rushed towards Ningchuan with it.

Ning Chuan's cold hair instantly stood up, and his body quickly retreated.

Suddenly, he manipulated the stone tablet in front of him, quickly grouping the four huge stone tablets together, like a huge shield, in front of him.

Boom!
The sky collapsed, and endless rays of light burst out,

The terrifying impact force came out in a mighty way, and the space in all directions was collapsing piece by piece.

Terrible explosions occurred on the ground below. There was a rumbling sound, and countless boulders shot up into the sky and exploded into a ball.

Ning Chuan yelled, Xuangong was running to the extreme, and suddenly he put his hands together, and the four stone tablets that originally formed the shield quickly separated, and two stone tablets suddenly closed towards the middle, and the flying knife that hit the stone tablet was born. Caught in the middle, there was a loud bang.

The expressions of the two old men changed, and they quickly controlled the flying knife again. For a moment, the whole flying knife was trembling violently, buzzing, and burst out endless blood.

But no matter how the flying knife vibrated, it still couldn't get rid of the stone tablet.

Being firmly sandwiched between the two stone tablets, it was as if a pair of invisible hands had firmly clamped it.

Ning Chuan couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, showing a strange smile, and looked at the two old men.

"Two, thank you for sending me such a magical treasure. As a thank you, I will send you two on the road!"

"Ning Chuan, you..."

The faces of the two old men were horrified, and they were about to say something, but Ning Chuan had already grasped one of the stone tablets, and appeared in front of them in an instant as if traveling through space, roaring and sweeping across.

boom!
The light on the stele exploded, shaking the world.

The space with a radius of several miles collapsed in an instant.

The two old men hurriedly clapped their palms desperately, shaking the earth, and rushed towards the stone tablet, but none of them had any effect. Their bodies were savagely swept by the stone tablet on the spot.

Snapped!
The voice was crisp, and the blood exploded.

The two old men screamed, their bodies were torn apart like eggs, and the dead couldn't die anymore.

Just when these two old men were crushed to death by Ning Chuan, the two men in purple robes who were wrestling with the strange bird had an induction at the same time.

"go!"

One of the purple-robed men suddenly spoke.

They suddenly gave up on the strange bird, flipped their palms, and a teleportation talisman appeared, and they immediately moved, their bodies quickly blurred.

Ning Chuan's face changed and he roared.

"Where to go?"

Boom!

He threw the stone tablet in his hand violently, and smashed it in the direction where the two purple-robed men disappeared, but it is a pity that the two purple-robed men disappeared very quickly, and they disappeared completely in almost an instant .

The huge stone tablet slammed into that space, sending out terrifying roars, causing the space in a radius of seven or eight miles to collapse rapidly.

"You monks can run away, but you can't run away from the temple!"

Ning Chuan's eyes were indifferent.

Anyway, he knew where the headquarters of the [Yuan] organization was, because Sword Demon had told him about it.

Suddenly, Ning Chuan quickly looked at Patriarch Ziyang in the distance.

Seeing that the two purple-robed men disappeared, Ziyang Patriarch looked even more frightened, turned around and fled desperately.

But Ning Chuan sneered, his body chased out in an instant, the divine sword at his waist was unsheathed, and slashed fiercely forward.

"No, spare my life, spare my life..."

Patriarch Ziyang screamed desperately, frightened and begged for mercy.

People like him, the longer they live, the more they die.

He is an old monster in the realm of transforming gods, even if only the primordial spirit is left now, he can easily live for thousands of years, and it is very likely that he will see the day when the spiritual energy recovers again.

So he doesn't want to die no matter what.

Rumble!
Ning Chuan slashed at his side not far away with a sword, shaking his primordial spirit flying out on the spot, the light of the primordial spirit became blurred for a while, and slammed hard into the distance.

"Let me ask you, how did the people from the [Yuan] organization get in touch with you? What is the root of the [Yuan] organization? They were really formed by the cultivators back then?"

Ning Chuan asked with a cold tone.

He has always wanted to know about this question.

As early as before, the Wumeng had used various methods to inquire about the [Yuan] organization, but unfortunately there has been no accurate statement. Now that he has met a monster who has colluded with the [Yuan] organization, he naturally wants to ask clear.

"The [Yuan] organization...[Yuan] organization is mysterious, even I don't know their specific footsteps, I only know that they are scary, very scary, many of their members are indeed practitioners, and...and they are very It seems that I knew a long time ago that the spirit energy will be exhausted!"

Patriarch Ziyang said in fear.

"Did they know long ago?"

Ning Chuan frowned and asked.

"Yes, I was wooed by them 500 years ago. The person who wooed me at that time was a cultivator in the mid-stage of transformation of gods. He told me clearly that the spiritual energy would be exhausted in a few hundred years. All cultivators will be involved, I didn't believe it at first, but it was not until more than 200 years ago that I really verified his statement."

Patriarch Ziyang trembled.

Ning Chuan was surprised and felt incredible.

The aura is exhausted, they actually knew it 500 years ago.

This [Yuan] organization is too weird!

"You have been with them for so long, don't you know their footsteps?"

Ning Chuan's tone was indifferent.

"I... I just kept working with them, never really joined them, but I've heard from some of their conversations that the world seems to be constantly reincarnating, there will be ebbs and flows, and each ebb and flow It is the moment when the spiritual energy is revived, and the ebb and flow means that the spiritual energy is exhausted."

Patriarch Ziyang said in shock.

There was a strange light in Ning Chuan's eyes.

"So, there was a revival of spiritual energy a long time ago? Before the era of cultivators, there were also warriors?"

"Yes, the [Yuan] organization should have existed since then, and every time the tide ebbs and flows, there will be their shadows!"

Patriarch Ziyang spoke.

Ning Chuan took a deep breath.

Unbelievable!

Really incredible!

In this case, it is hard to imagine how many monsters have appeared in this organization?

If the ebb and flow of the tide is represented by the epoch, wouldn't it be said that some people in their organization have lived for several epochs?
Chapter 2 arrives!

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