Chapter 249 (1/2)
Over the cold Valley, the water vapor in the air gradually condensed into a gray cloud because of the extreme low temperature. The cloud cast a huge shadow and covered the whole valley. It looked like a cold hell.
Those monks of the Xia family, scattered around, their black robes, whirling in the cold wind, like a ghost in general.
The pale and desperate nuns, the women who were sent into the cave and into the huge cave, were like the desolate ghosts going to hell, silent and indifferent.
Originally, the valley was silent, but at the moment, because of the appearance of a group of people, the silence in the valley was broken. Outside the valley, on the gray plain, a group of extremely confused and injured monks staggered in.
At the mouth of the valley, a monk saw the scene and was shocked. All of them were traumatized to varying degrees. It seemed that they had experienced a great war. The three old men standing in the deep of the valley naturally discovered the scene at the same time.
”What's going on?” An old man frowned, flew out of the valley, stood in front of the group of friars, opened his mouth and asked.
”A man in black attacked us but didn't kill us. But that we should come and preach that we should not do this thing of robbing women again, but that all the women who have been captured should be released! ” A friar, covering the wound on his shoulder, said with difficulty the stuffy breath on his chest.
”Who hurt you, be bold!” The old man looked angry. ”Does he know that you are members of my Xia family?”
”They know that they also name the young Lord and ask him to stop his evil ways!” The faces of the group of people were tired, and there was still a look of fear and fear on their faces. ”This man is very strong, really strong!”
”Damn it, who is it...” The old man opened his mouth, his face angry, but before he finished speaking, it was a cold and powerful voice, suddenly stopped.
”It's me!” When the business was lifted from the sky, the group of people looked up, but their eyes suddenly showed the color of fear; a legendary figure appeared in their minds, accompanied by the shadow of terrible death.
A big sword fell from heaven with great speed and power, which they had never seen in their life.
”It's you, ah...” The old man is the existence beyond the realm of spiritual sea, reflecting speed and action ability. Naturally, he is not comparable to those monks in the realm of spiritual sea. At the moment when Nie Chen's sword fell, he moved out, but he was still wiped on his right shoulder by Nie Chen's position of a heavy sword. His small part of his body disappeared, and his blood donation was so shocking.
”Dare you In the valley, an old man spoke loudly at the same time, but it was too late. Nie Chen's figure appeared in front of the old man who had lost half of his body and moved out of the valley. In his hand, a slender blue sword cut the old man's back once again.
”Well, you want to escape?” Nie Chen stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the old man's forehead. He immediately used the art of devouring spirits. A transparent figure as big as the old man was pulled out of the old man's broken body.
But Ling Nie dust was surprised that the old man's soul was very strong. At the moment of his appearance, he even raised his right hand. In an instant, he condensed a pestle to subdue demons and hit Nie Chen's eyebrows.
For a moment, Nie Chen couldn't dodge, and his intuitive eyebrow tingled. This kind of pain did not come from the flesh, but from Nie Chen's soul. This blow did not touch Nie Chen's eyebrow. There was still an inch of distance between Nie Chen's eyebrows. The pain was very strong.
This kind of attack, unprecedented and unexpected, came too quickly. Nie Chen did not react at all. A fear of death in his heart attacked him all over his body.
In the valley, when the two elders saw this scene again, they couldn't help but sneer. Even if a monk in the spirit sea realm destroyed the high-level monk's body, the attack of the powerful yuan God was also powerful and fatal to the cultivation of spiritual sea.
And those monks who agreed to cooperate with Nie Chen, in an instant, were also shocked and frightened, because Nie Chen said that as long as something happened to Nie Chen, they would lose control of the evil Qi. Once the evil Qi broke out in their bodies, it would still be a devastating result for them.
But at this time, when the old man's original God, his gathering pestle, attacked Nie Chen's eyebrow seven inches away, his action stopped deeply; his original spirit kept shaking, showing a look of panic, and was caught in his hand by Nie Chen, but seemed to want to retreat desperately; his magic subduing pestle, which brought a devastating threat to the dust, disappeared in that moment be missing.
”How can you be so powerful The old Yuanshen screamed with fear, twisted his body, and tried to escape. But the grasping and absorbing power brought by Nie Chen's soul swallowing skill made all his struggles useless.