jdhmnovel Chapter 372 Murder in a Dream
Chapter 372 Murder in a Dream
But when this chess piece falls on the chessboard.
The world suddenly became quiet.
There are no more chirping birds and gurgling water.
Xue Changkong looked up in surprise.
Sun Yuchen on the other side of the chessboard had left at some point.
The chess game on the board suddenly turned into a dead end for the black chess pieces.
"what?"
Xue Changkong was stunned, staring at the chessboard in surprise.
When did I lose?
At this moment, Xue Changkong suddenly sensed something and looked up at the back of a man in blue standing in front of the pavilion.
The man held the sword in both hands, with his back to him, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Xue Changkong stood up in surprise and looked at the man's back with some surprise.
Because it looks familiar.
"Daoyou, who are you?"
Xue Changkong called out.
The figure in blue turned his back silently and responded silently.
Xue Changkong couldn't sense the breath of this person clearly, he just felt that he seemed familiar, perhaps an old friend.
He frowned, left the chessboard and walked towards the man.
"Fellow Daoist, who are you?"
He reached out and tried to pat the blue swordsman's shoulder.
suddenly.
"Keng!"
The blue-clad swordsman suddenly turned around and slashed out with his sword.
Golden sword waves splashed.
A sword pointed at the head.
Xue Changkong's head was cut off at an angle.
His eyes were filled with fear and his hair stood on end.
The next moment, everything turned to ashes.
The man in blue indifferently put away his sword and disappeared into the sky like a wisp of breeze.
Sun Yuchen stared at the chessboard with a confident smile, waiting to see how his junior brother would turn defeat into victory.
But after Xue Changkong made his move, he suddenly became dazed and was reluctant to retract his right hand, as if he was thinking.
Sun Yuchen waited quietly, not in a hurry, with a look of planning, "Think about it again, and see if we should take this step."
Xue Changkong was still staring at the chessboard in a daze.
After waiting for a long time, Sun Yuchen became impatient and urged, "No regrets, take your hands away."
Xue Changkong still stared at the chessboard quietly.
Sun Yuchen felt a little strange and began to meet Xue Changkong's gaze which was fixed on the chessboard.
Seeing this, Sun Yuchen suddenly stood up in panic, with a look of horror on his face.
Because at this moment Xue Changkong's eyes were dull and lifeless, his pupils were dilated, and his face looked withered and dead.
Sun Yuchen tried to sense Xue Changkong's breath again.
The next moment, he felt a chill all over his body and took two steps back in fear.
Because at some point, Xue Changkong was killed right in front of him.
At this moment, only an empty shell remains, and the soul has been annihilated.
Sun Yuchen was so shocked that his scalp went numb and his face was filled with horror.
He murmured in a trembling voice, "What kind of trick is this!"
He looked around and didn't see anybody.
Sun Yuchen's face was filled with shock, and he angrily muttered to himself, "When did he make that move, and how did he do it?"
No one responded, and no one told him the answer.
You know, Xue Changkong was a powerful man in the middle stage of Creation. How could he die so silently?
Moreover, he died strangely in front of me, a late-stage celestial master, and I had no sense of the person at all.
The person who killed him must be in harmony with the Tao!
There is actually a powerful Hedao master targeting the Xinghe Sword Sect?
"Uncle Master!"
"Uncle Xun!"
Sun Yuchen began to call out anxiously, preparing to call Elder Xun Wenhao.
There was no response from inside the courtyard, and he then remembered that Xun Wenhao had gone to reminisce with the elders and friends from other sects.
Sun Yuchen stared at Xue Changkong's body and the chessboard in fear and horror.
His scalp tingled and he didn't dare to stay there, so he jumped up and flew away.
He wanted to look for Elder Xun Wenhao, the master of Hedao.
He wanted to tell Xun Wenhao.
The Xinghe Sword Sect seemed to have provoked an extremely terrifying force.
The people in that force are extremely powerful and can kill people without them even noticing.
As a result, Sun Yuchen was shocked and his breathing was unstable, and he stumbled and flew away.
. . .
There is a hidden dragon in the abyss, under the ancient Bodhi tree.
Lu Bei opened his eyes with a cold expression.
"You should thank me for sending you to see your apprentice."
He thought of something else and snorted coldly, "The middle stage of destiny is so weak!"
“It’s completely different from Zhou Yan’s early stage of creation.”
Lu Bei chuckled, "It seems that the masters on the Fenghua List are indeed of high quality."
"Then let's just kill one with one punch for fun."
At this moment, Lu Bei showed his edge and was full of ambition.
The next second, Lu Bei's mind moved, the Concealing Spirit Technique was activated, and all his breath disappeared.
He seemed to have become a mortal, without any aura of strength, returning to nature.
The sharpness in Lu Bei's eyes has now faded, revealing maturity and stability.
It seemed that the years he spent in the dream were like a lifetime ago, which increased his life experience and also precipitated his character.
Yes, now he can kill destiny as easily as killing a dog, and can be called a great master in the world of immortal cultivation.
Also, not counting the years in the dream, he is twenty years old now.
It is time to reorganize the world of immortal cultivation with a more powerful and mature attitude.
Lu Bei looked up at the ancient Bodhi tree with a look of gratitude.
He raised his hands devoutly towards the dilapidated statue in the temple and said, "This ancient tree is destined to be with me. I want to take it away."
He looked at the ancient Bodhi tree again and said, "I'll take you to a better place."
The next moment, he drew his sword and slashed out.
A sharp star-like sword energy split the soil, dug thirteen feet into the ground, and took out the entire root system of the ancient Bodhi tree.
A divine light swept across.
The ancient Bodhi tree appears in Shura Blood Ring.
Lu Bei looked at the few remaining green leaves, a thoughtful look on his face.
You need to find some spiritual objects from heaven and earth to reactivate your vitality.
He looked at the tall and graceful figure in the space of the divine ring again.
Nalan, the Ringwraith, was extremely quiet and seemed to be recovering.
But at this moment, her graceful figure can be seen more and more clearly, and even the clear curve between her back, waist and hips can be seen.
Lu Bei murmured again, "We must continue to find some spiritual objects from heaven and earth to help you restore your spiritual body."
Thinking of this, Lu Bei turned around and walked out of the temple.
At this moment, the Shura Blood Ring's luster became brighter and brighter.
Even if the precepts themselves are obscured by the woven straw ropes, it cannot block the brilliant light.
Lu Bei wiped over with one hand, wiping away the brilliance of the divine ring and hiding it.
He walked out of the temple and looked towards the west of the abyss.
Everything within sight was shrouded in fog.
Endless black ghosts wandered around, and a strange black fog covered the sky.
Lu Bei took away the sword energy barrier and turned into a golden fire man.
His body was burning with raging flames, and he stood tall among the people like a sacred god of fire.
Golden flames were dancing on his hair, clothes and sword.
After the sword energy barrier dissipated, the strange black fog that was about to spread suddenly retreated three feet and dared not approach.
He was wearing the golden flame robe and walking in the abyss.
He did not try to kill those strange black shadows.
Because he found that they were just some mindless spirits wandering around like ghosts.
Perhaps there is an instinct to attack people.
But they didn't dare to attack Lubei.
Because at this moment Lu Bei is a god, the god of fire that they fear so much.
And there are too many of these strange black shadows, as dense as a tide.
There's no need to waste time on this kind of stuff.
So, Lu Bei took a step forward, and his figure traveled thousands of feet like a ghost.
He came to the sky above the forest and began to wander through the sea of strange black clouds.
He took one step at a time, moving forward at a ghostly speed.
He didn't know whether this strange black fog had shrunk to the exit of the abyss. If so, he would have to speed up his journey.
Because a battle for dragon energy will begin in the Dragon Field.
The view there is clear, and perhaps there will be many strong people harvesting the weak.
In that case, the fellow disciples of Xiayin Sect would become popular in broad daylight.
So, Lu Bei strode forward quickly.