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Chapter 290 Old Man Zisha

Du Xiaochuan's pupils were spread by array patterns. He looked at Chen Haoran, intending to explore the depth.

This look made his heart sank slightly.

"It's indeed a half-step Wuzong!"

In his sight, the middle-aged scholar in front of him exuded a trace of energy that was invisible to the naked eye.

Du Xiaochuan had seen this situation in himself, although it was very indifferent.

"This person's soul power level has actually reached the realm of Wuzong!"

This is what surprised him. You should know that the skills of practicing soul power are almost lost now! Even the nine major sects may not find high-level soul power cultivation methods! Even the soul power cultivation techniques cultivated by alchemists, weapon refiners, and formation masters are only ordinary yellow-level skills! Usually, after the martial arts realm is improved, it slowly nourishes one's own sea of ​​consciousness, and even many powerful people in the Wuzong realm stay in the Martial Spirit realm.

Chen Haoran seemed to feel something, and he turned his attention to Du Xiaochuan.

That glance made Du Xiaochuan feel like he was seen through at first glance.

“Huh?”

Chen Haoran exclaimed lightly, looked at Du Xiaochuan with a scrutiny and curiosity, and said, "I didn't expect that there was such a young man in this world."

Du Xiaochuan was shocked, while Chen Haoran was shocked! Chen Haoran's sea of ​​consciousness reached the Wuzong realm and surpassed many powerful people in the Wuzong realm! His soul power level was higher than his martial arts realm! "Little brother, you are very special."

Chen Haoran had some ideas, but only Du Xiaochuan understood what he was referring to.

"Senior, the purpose of younger generations is different from the group of people at the foot of the mountain. When I go up, I want to find someone!"

"Looking for someone?"

Chen Haoran's expression changed slightly, and he asked for the first time: "Who is it?"

"Zhou Yang!"

When Du Xiaochuan said Zhou Yang's name, he obviously saw that Chen Haoran's expression changed.

"Senior, do you know him?"

"What's your relationship with him?"

Du Xiaochuan was a little hesitant. Most of the people in the death row were people who had had grudges with the Tianjian Sect.

Zhou Yang was once a disciple of the Tianjian Sect. He didn't know whether this news would make the opponent take action in an instant! It can be seen from the brief confrontation just now that the hero of the Southern Region did not exert 50% of his strength.

But after thinking about it over and over again, Du Xiaochuan still answered truthfully: "To be honest, he is my senior brother! I ventured into the Death Mountain this time to find him!"

"Are you a disciple of the Tianjian Sect?"

Chen Haoran's voice became slightly cold, which made Du Xiaochuan's heart sank. Should he really take action?

Zhuge Chen also looked nervous, and even a hint of retreat appeared in his eyes.

Du Xiaochuan felt a trace of murderous intent that he had not just been killed.

However, just as he was fully alert and guarded against the other party's sudden move, he saw Chen Haoran sighing deeply.

"You guys, go up."

He said.

Chen Haoran made way, making Du Xiaochuan and Zhuge Chen look at each other.

However, since the other party gave up, Du Xiaochuan would certainly not refuse and bowed to Chen Haoran and said, "Thank you, senior!"

Chen Haoran shook his head, his expression revealed a hint of indifference, and responded: "Don't thank me first. Although you can go over from me, the people above are not as good as me. It is a blessing or a disaster."

Du Xiaochuan passed this third level with no danger, but it increased the pressure in his heart exponentially.

"There are ten strong people on the mountain of Death, and the stronger they are.

This is only the third level, and it is actually a half-step Wuzong in charge!”

He really doubted whether Zhou Yang was on it.

If Zhou Yang is really on the mountain of death, what is his current state?

From afar, Du Xiaochuan heard the earth-shaking shouts of killing from behind, and Chen Haoran's righteous spirit that soared into the sky.

"It seems that those people have already been killed on the mountain of death. I just don't know how many people can break through Chen Haoran's obstacles."

Thinking of this, Du Xiaochuan accelerated his pace.

"Those who trespassed the mountain will die!"

A cold roar was heard, and then Yue Haodong roared, punched out Wu Ling and turned into a golden lion, roaring away.

But in an instant, the golden lion seemed to encounter some kind of terrible force, turning into a golden light and drifting with the wind.

A deep palm print appeared on Yue Haodong's chest, and it was directly slapped away by someone! Du Xiaochuan saw a skinny old man appearing in his sight.

If Yue Haodong was not a formation puppet with an immortal body, such a palm would be enough to kill him! A gloomy palm wind caused Du Xiaochuan's pupils to shrink sharply, and in his sight, a palm like a dry bone slashed at him! The Yin wind was evil, extremely terrifying! Bang! Pei Yuntian punched out, but his arm instantly shattered inch by inch! His chest was hit by a palm again, and blood mixed with purple blood clots were sprayed out from his mouth.

The two powerful men could not even take on the other side's move! Pei Yuntian had almost no power to fight again, and although Yue Haodong was not seriously injured as a formation puppet, it was obviously impossible to stop the old man in front of him.

"Zisha Poison Hand! Skeleton Martial Spirit! Are you an old man with dry bones?"

"I didn't expect that anyone would remember me, the old man. Unfortunately, my husband's life did not fall with the battle that year."

The old man in front of him turned out to be a person a hundred years ago! The seemingly turbid, hidden and sharp eyes of the old man, swept across Zhuge Chen without stopping at all.

It is like Zhuge Chen, a powerful man who is quite famous in the casual cultivator world, is in his eyes that he is not right.

His eyes stopped on Pei Yuntian and Yue Haodong for a while. Perhaps his strength had caused him to notice.

Especially the terrifying palm print on Yue Haodong's chest was shocking, but he did not feel any pain or fear, and stood directly in front of Du Xiaochuan! His loyal protection of the Lord made the eyes of the old man Wujian burst out with lust.

"Boy, are these two people under your control?"

This sentence immediately shocked Du Xiaochuan! "Don't be so surprised. Although I don't know how you did it, I can feel it."

The old man with dry bones grinned.

"Senior misunderstood. How could I practice such evil and heretics?"

Du Xiaochuan would not admit that if this is discovered, it will be condemned at the least, and at the worst, it will be chased by major and upright sects! The old man Kujian did not continue to be entangled in this issue.

"I haven't killed anyone for many years, and now I don't want to break the precepts, so let's go down the mountain.

I just think that none of you have ever been here.”

This is the case again! Du Xiaochuan frowned slightly and asked, "I'll ask you boldly! Why did seniors and senior Chen Haoran stop me from going up?"
Chapter completed!
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