Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 215
"kill"

Chang Silu uttered one word, the sound of killing shook the sky, the mountain of ghosts and gods shook, and the gloomy miasma was discharged like water waves, continuous and continuous.

With a movement of his body, he came to the side of Taoist Zhaofeng, with great momentum, he slashed down with a sword, bright and bright, cutting not only the body, but also the mind.

"puff"

Daoist Zhaofeng agitated with mana, and pushed his sleeve horizontally, but he couldn't resist it, the whole sleeve exploded, revealing a scarred arm.

While retreating from the battle, he used various methods, but the sword light was too sharp and broke.

"Help me!"

Fighting again, Dao Zhaofeng coughed up blood and was exhausted, so he had to let out a loud roar and help the other twelve scattered people.

Two people came to help, and the Hall of Law Enforcement came in menacingly. There would be no eggs left under the nest, and no one could escape.

"Roar"

An ugly, hairless monk was shaken, his body was billowing with black air, his skin was swollen, as if a layer had been peeled off, and he turned into a terrifying phantom and flew away.

"whoosh"

Yin Qingzi, one of the Twelve Scattered People, pressed his thumb on his palm, and there was a little light shining. He flicked his hand, and something seemed to break out. It was so fast that he couldn't see clearly at all.

"Rumble..."

Chang Silu sensed the danger, and Taibai sword energy burst out all over his body, and strands of Gengjin energy intertwined with each other, forming a big ball of Hunyuan.

The phantom pounced on it and shook the Hunyuan ball, but there was really no gap to get in, and it was cut and killed bit by bit.

"Ding"

A vicious thin needle appeared on the big Hunyuan ball, covered with fine and tiny runes, with a light glow like poison, as long as it gets a little bit, it will immediately wither and die.

"Chong"

Chang Silu collected the sword energy around him, chopped the sword, and chopped it on the thin needle. It didn't hurt the utensils, but hit it back in the opposite direction, breaking into Yin Qingzi's body.

"Do not……"

Yin Qingzi screamed, his eyes dimmed immediately, his body fell like a dead tree, and he was no longer turbulent.

At the same time, Chang Silu swung dozens of swords, the lights of the swords piled up like a torrent, rolling across the sky, all the magical artifacts were destroyed and shattered into slag along the way.

The hairless monk sat still in the void, with demonic energy like a cloud, manifesting an evil Buddha, with a swipe of his hand, as if he wanted to divide the sky.

"boom"

The sword light rolled past, broke the boundary, but the monk's body trembled, as if a flood peak passed a hill, and it was directly destroyed.

Killing two ghosts and gods in a row, with high spirits, fierce swordsmanship, unstoppable!

Daoist Zhaofeng's expression changed again and again, from depression to fear to madness, and finally turned into dull determination.

"I have been running the Ghost Mountain for 200 years. I just had such a spectacular appearance, but it was destroyed by you. How can I not complain."

He knew that the Mountain of Ghosts and Gods would not be able to hold back, but he was so resentful and unwilling to let Chang Sisi lead the heads of the crowd to make meritorious deeds.

then……

He dug out the ground veins, and the earth qi, as majestic as a river, rushed out, rushing up to the miasma, and the black and yellow qi churned endlessly, creating chaos.

After that, he activated the half-broken upper formation of ghosts and gods, forming a shield, and tried his best to suppress the chaos.

Like a suppressed oil field, the breath is dry and hot, as long as there is a slight fire, it will erupt immediately.

"boom"

Daoist Zhaofeng ignited the fire of life, his body was like burning firewood, igniting the chaotic and oppressive world, there was a breath of boundless terror, raging rampantly, gusts of turbulent wind blew out the vitality of living beings.

The fire burned fiercely, fueled by inspiration, and with one momentum, there was no possibility of suppressing it, and it swallowed everything in Ghost Mountain.

"Hahaha, let's be buried here together."

Daoist Zhaofeng stood in the chaotic world, watching the monks being swallowed by the wind and fire, the huge boulders flew upside down, crushing flesh and blood bodies, and strands of terrifying energy pierced the sky and went away.

He laughed wildly, and turned to look at the members of the law enforcement hall, wanting to see them destroyed, but a wave of air submerged him, and his body turned into flying ash and disappeared.

"So cruel."

Chang Silu glanced at the shattered Ghost Mountain, and then at the world outside. The formation was locked in the air, and the fierce air flow rushed like a dragon, destroying the form of life.

Daoist Zhaofeng was disheartened, and took the entire Ghost Mountain for burial, completely disregarding his own people, just wanting to suppress and kill them.

"How to do?"

The monks in the law enforcement team were flustered. There was no way out of this situation. Staying here was a dead end.

"boom"

The entire ghost mountain collapsed.

The earth's qi vented wildly, and the ground collapsed for tens of miles, and the vibration could be felt hundreds of miles away. The black and yellow qi entangled in the sky, like a long monument on a tomb, stood up high.

……

Chang Silu and others came back in a great victory, the Ghost Mountain was destroyed, and three hundred masters of the Qi refining realm were killed in the first battle, and there were also twelve monks of the Foundation building realm. Their outstanding achievements shocked the Hall of Law Enforcement.

There are rumors that the head of the iron punishment department can't escape, as long as he sits on it, Chang Sisi will be the top of the law enforcement hall.

It's just that I don't know why, this matter is pending, it has never been settled, and the rumors have not been refuted, which is very strange.

"Cough cough cough..."

In Heiyuan Great Prison, came a man, with a handsome appearance, probably a young man, but his temples were already stained with a little gray, coughing in his mouth, touching with his hands, he could smear a trace of bright red.

His body was a little weak, but his waist was straight. Walking in the darkness, feeling the gloomy eyes of the prisoners in the cell, he was not afraid at all, very calm.

"Jianyuan invaded the body and damaged the foundation. This time, I probably can't escape."

Chang Silu wiped the blood from his hands and looked calm. When the ghost mountain collapsed, he forced the Taibai Sword Manual to run out of mana and protected the entire law enforcement team.

It's just that this time the body was squeezed too hard, and it couldn't be the same as before. It took a period of time to cultivate and recover. The foundation was really shaken, and the strength of the whole body was greatly damaged, almost useless.

It was also because of this that his position as director of iron punishment had been pending, and it seemed impossible to implement it.

"Brother Chen..."

He didn't feel any resentment, he just wanted to come to Heiyuan Great Prison and meet Chen Sheng.

Still the same as before.

Under the window sill in District A[-], the man remained the same, he was growing spiritual herbs, and he was laying out a grand chair and a futon, with an indifferent and peaceful appearance.

Even though he knew that Chen Sheng was in charge of the tenth squad of Dark Blade, and his power had greatly increased, but that feeling remained the same.

Probably, this is the real master.

"How did it hurt like this?"

When Chen Sheng saw Chang Sisi, he was a little surprised. His body was deficient, and his sword essence was chaotic, like a disordered magnetic field of the human body, as if it had been crippled.

"Brother Chen, I wiped out the ghost mountain. There are three hundred cave masters and twelve scattered people on it. If Taoist Zhaofeng is not too ruthless, I might be able to escape unscathed."

The state of mind that often ponders is calm, without resentment from falling into the trough, and even laughing when talking about the record of Guishenshan.

This is his choice, and those who act according to their own will can accept it no matter how despondent they are.

"Too rigid is easy to break, you are too rigid."

Chen Sheng had a lot to say, but he sighed. Being able to do things according to his heart is already an extraordinary life.

It is true that success is Taibai Xijing, and failure is also Taibai Xijing.

Chang Sisi was firm in her heart, brave and diligent all the way, her mana greatly increased, and she gained a lot of fame. Before she was a hundred years old, she was about to become a member of the top ranks of the Palace of Law Enforcement.

Also because the sharpness was too strong, it was broken halfway, and the road to forge ahead was stopped.

"Yeah, so I have to retire early."

Chang Sisi chuckled, in such a field, he didn't want to kill the enemy, so he could only restrain his stubbornness, return to the field, and be an idler.

Acceptable, but thinking about it, it's still a bit embarrassing.

After the great years are in full bloom, they are like fireworks and are no longer stunning. The taste of this is unknown to outsiders.

"That's not necessary."

Chen Sheng changed the topic.

"Brother Chen has a way!"

Chang Sisi was overjoyed that he could continue to kill and kill, but he still didn't want to retire.

"Yes, it can make you recover, but there are some things that cannot be recovered."

Chen Sheng is a top alchemist of the second rank, and he has reached the threshold of the third rank. The injury that he often worries about will be treated by others as hopeless, but in his opinion, it is not at the end of the mountain.

However, Chang Sisi's injury was too serious.

Major injuries and minor injuries, old injuries and new injuries, sudden outbreaks are all due to the practice of the Taibai Western Classic. If you are brave and diligent, but the cultivation is not timely, even if you recover, the original vitality will be greatly damaged.

"It's already good."

Chang Silu accepts it calmly, sword cultivators are unparalleled in killing power, but they are strong and easy to break, and rarely die.

But so what.

Fight for day and night, seek pleasure.

enough.

(End of this chapter)