Chapter 19: Destroy the evil god with one word! Who are you?

In the dense forest of the Broken Soul Mountains.

Chen Beixuan turned into a black shadow and rushed to the ground.

"It's so frustrating. If I hadn't been reborn, I wouldn't have had to run like this!"

Thinking back then, who dared to compete with his evil saint for opportunity?

As long as you dare to come, you will be killed.

But now he is just a monk in the Five Prefectures Realm. The holy-level spiritual medicine in his hand is undoubtedly a hot potato.

As for the fate of Tianji Pavilion mentioned earlier, he had long been left behind.

He will not trust anyone until he has no self-protection ability.

After all, the secret method of rebirth can only be used once!

"After this saint has refined the Zhulong Spirit Fruit, he will definitely go to the two holy places to rob them!"

Chen Beixuan snorted coldly in his heart and his figure gradually disappeared.

And as Chen Beixuan thought, after the opportunity in Zhulong Tomb was settled, all forces made a decision:

That is searching for Chen Beixuan!

Although the Zhulong Spirit Fruit is a holy medicine for body refining, it is still priceless.

What qualifications are there for a monk in the Five Prefectures to enjoy?

People's hearts are greedy, especially when facing temptation.

Mu Yanran ignored the actions of the major forces and rushed towards Tianji Pavilion as soon as the Zhulong Secret Realm disappeared.

Two hours later, Mu Yanran returned to Tianji Pavilion.

"Peace Lord, the secret realm of Zhulong Tomb has been fruitful."

In the pavilion, Su Yu was still leisurely tasting tea and reading books, as if his posture had not changed for several days.

"Did Chen Beixuan get the Zhulong Spirit Fruit?"

Su Yu asked lightly without raising his head.

"Sure enough, there is nothing in this world that can be hidden from the Pavilion Master. It is indeed Chen Beixuan who got the Zhulong Spirit Fruit."

Mu Yanran bowed.

After saying that, she hesitated for a moment and asked in confusion:

"Peace Master, what is Chen Beixuan's origin? Why can he obtain the Zhulong Spirit Fruit so easily?"

The holy-level spiritual medicine is a natural domain.

With Mu Yanran's strength, she could not get close to her, but in the distance, she still felt the power that could kill her.

Even Chen Anzhi, who ranks first on the Tianjiao List, could not make any progress before that field.

However, Chen Beixuan, who only had the Five Prefectures realm, could enter the realm of no one.

"You will know when he arrives."

Chen Anzhi put down the books in his hand and said with a faint smile.

"Will Chen Beixuan come?" Mu Yanran was a little surprised and then spoke:

"Peace Master, before my disciples came back, all major forces in the Manghuang Realm were searching for Chen Beixuan's traces and trying to obtain the Zhulong Spirit Fruit."

"If he is not stupid, he should find a safe place and will only come out of seclusion after refining the Zhulong Spirit Fruit."

"That's right."

Su Yu nodded in agreement, but then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said:

"Then do you think there is still a place in the world that is safer than Tianji Pavilion?"

Mu Yanran was slightly stunned.

At this moment, Su Yu seemed to have some insights, looked up at the outside of the pavilion, and chuckled:

"Here, here we come!"

...

Two hundred miles away from Tianji Pavilion.

A figure suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky, looking extremely ugly.

"Why is the pressure of heaven here so weird!"

This person is Chen Beixuan.

In his eyes, within two hundred miles of Tianji Pavilion, the pressure of the heavenly way was like a waterfall, covering the entire space.

Even when he entered it, he felt like his mind was about to collapse.

"Tianji Pavilion! Damn it, why did you come here!"

Chen Beixuan looked around and noticed a quaint pavilion on the top of the mountain.

On the pavilion, the three big characters Tianji Pavilion exuded a mysterious aura.

Seeing Tianji Pavilion, Chen Beixuan turned around without hesitation and wanted to leave.

For him, Tianji Pavilion represents the unknown, and the unknown represents danger.

Before he grew up, Chen Beixuan was unwilling to have any contact with Tianji Pavilion.

But just as Chen Beixuan was about to leave, a gentle voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Fellow Daoist Beixuan, since you are here, why not come in and sit down?"

Hearing this voice, Chen Beixuan's face turned shaking.

However, before he could make any move, he felt a flash in front of him, and he came back to his senses again and appeared in the Tianji Pavilion.

As soon as he entered Tianji Pavilion, Chen Beixuan saw a peerless man wearing Rushan sitting at the desk, smiling at him.

Behind the man, Mu Yanran stood respectfully and looked at him.

"Is this Chen Beixuan? It looks ordinary and ordinary!"

Mu Yanran thought to herself.

Previously, I was just a glance at Zhulong Tomb, but now it seems that there is nothing special.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm just passing by, I'm not intent on disturbing you, so I'd better leave it here!"

Chen Beixuan calmed down and bowed.

It is not something that ordinary people can do to summon him to this Tianji Pavilion quietly before.

The young man in front of him is definitely not a good person.

It is better to leave as soon as possible.

"Fellow Daoist Beixuan, why are you so anxious?"

Su Yu looked at Chen Beixuan in front of him, a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly:

"Or, the evil saint is afraid of me, the little master of Tianji Pavilion?"

boom!

As soon as Su Yu finished speaking, the aura on Chen Beixuan's body suddenly changed.

The originally restrained eyes became extremely vicious at this moment, with a vast evil spirit, and it was like a volcano erupting in its body.

An invisible strong wind turned into a surging tide and rushed towards Su Yu and Mu Yanran.

When he met Chen Beixuan's eyes, Mu Yanran's pretty face suddenly turned pale, and she couldn't help but retreat.

At that moment, in Chen Beixuan's eyes, she seemed to see a world, a world of corpses and seas of blood.

In that world, blood flows and pestles, bones pile up in the mountains, and there is no creature.

This is a world of death. Compared with it, Jiuyou looks like a fairyland.

"This...is this really the ordinary person I used to be?"

"Why do monks in the Five Prefectures have such terrifying murderous intent?"

"Also, what does the evil saint mean by the senior?"

Mu Yanran swallowed hard.

Even though she was hiding behind Su Yu, she still felt a chill all over.

"Who are you...?"

Chen Beixuan's blood-red eyes stared at Su Yu and asked word by word.

"The Great Sage of Qinglian?"
To be continued...