C561 Unique Method
C561 Unique Method
The thirty-seven Heavenly Soldiers Formation complemented each other, and could even fight against a high level Spirit King. In the future, he would fix it with great care, and when the twenty-eight Heavenly Soldier Formation were repaired as well, he would be able to obtain a mid grade treasure that was comparable to a high grade Dharma treasure, which would be able to be ranked amongst the divine artifacts.
This was also why so many cultivators were crazily chasing after Chen Changsheng even though he had obtained a middle-grade magic treasure. It was not as simple as just scattering beans into soldiers.
Just as Chen Chang Ku was about to take out his bean curling weapon, a sneer came out.
"Good plan."
With a sudden sound, all of the hair on Chen Chang Ku's body instantly stood on end, and his body immediately jumped ten meters into the air.
Chen Chang He gripped his Song Blade tightly, his eyes were wide open as he looked at the man in black not far away in disbelief, his entire body shivering: "Who are you?"
The black clothed man's eyes were sinister and he sneered: "Who am I? Why don't you ask Hades? "
Chen Chang Ku kept the Sending Bean Soldiers, his entire body was as taut as a bow and bowstring. He squinted his eyes and said: "Spirit Emperor?"
Chen Chang Mo had a mile of the Divine Soul Domain, and since this man did not appear in Chen Chang He's Divine Soul Domain, it meant that this man in black had at least the cultivation of the Spirit Emperor Realm.
The appearance of the Spirit King caused Chen Chang'e's scalp to go numb.
The black-clothed man raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? I didn't even release my cultivation level, yet I could already guess that I was a Spirit Emperor. The gold pretended to be scattered like beans in an army, while the spirit stone slags gave the gold spirit energy, making it impossible for the cultivators to differentiate between the real and the fake with their senses. They needed to see it with their naked eyes … In that instant, he was able to think of crushing the spirit stone so that others wouldn't be able to tell that it was a trap devoid of spiritual energy. His scheming wasn't bad. If such a person could stay alive in the cultivation world for a few more days, perhaps even I would not be able to catch up to him. You don't have a chance. Although I am unable to kill those supreme elders who stand at the peak of the cultivation world, but to be able to kill a future supreme expert is truly a joyous and joyful thing. "
Chen Chang Ku sneered, "You're just a Spirit Emperor, and yet you're jealous of me, a mere Heaven Realm cultivator?"
"I have never denied that my greatest strength is that I will never look down on anyone, and will even habitually overestimate others. This is why I, whose talent is never considered good, am able to live to this day while my Senior Brother and Master are both on the verge of death in the cultivation world."
Chen Chang He sneered: "Since you are so cautious, then why do you have to provoke me? Aren't you afraid that my sect will kill you? Since you have followed me since the day I subdued you, you should know that I am from the Yellow Mountain Pavilion. "
Using the skin of a tiger as a banner and using it as a show of might, who wouldn't know how to do that?
However, the man in black didn't seem to be afraid. He smiled and said, "There is something unfortunate. When you entered the Frostfall Inn on your donkey, I was sitting behind your table. The son of the Lord of Plum Garden City poured a cup of wine on my face even though it didn't splash onto you. I was not angry and let the wine dry on its own, but because of this, I paid more attention to your table. Listening to your conversation, I also understood some things. Sir … It has nothing to do with the Yellow Mountain Pavilion, right? "
Chen Chang He's hands and feet started to turn cold.
This black-clothed person was truly a difficult character to deal with.
He was not afraid of arrogant cultivators, but he was afraid of these cautious existences.
Although this sort of person who could do whatever he wanted might sound a bit shameful, he was the most dangerous. He would absolutely not act unless he was the most confident.
Chen Chang Ku clenched his teeth, and could no longer laugh.
"You bastard …"
Chen Changgao swore a curse that an old brother of his liked to curse when he fought in his previous life, and he tightened his grip on his singing sword.
At this time, there was no one around him, not even a single person in the surrounding area. He couldn't even use his Mountain Stone to seize the jade. What else could he do other than to fight to the death?
His opponent was a Spirit Emperor …
Although there was still a soul weapon in the Guhong Lake at the Guhong Mountains, after his rebirth, many of the treasures in his storage ring as well as the Song Mantra Sword would belong to others, so how could he not feel sorry for them?
Furthermore, that was Chen Chang Ku's last path of retreat, was he going to use it now?
"Come out."
There was no other way, Chen Chang He could only put on a thick face and go to the second floor to get the cultivators who had lost their hearts to come out and help.
Following Chen Chang He's low shout, two thousand people came out from the Seventh Hell's Demon Tower at once.
Although a cultivator of the first level was far from being a match for this Spirit Emperor, the two thousand people would at least drag it out for a long time.
"Gu Shao, Mao Yuanjun, help me hold on for an incense stick of time!"
Although the enemy was the Spirit Emperor, to be able to leave the Seven Demon Pagoda and take care of one person with two thousand people, there was no reason for them to be afraid.
In addition, Chen Chang He was indeed kind and righteous to them. If he died and their master changed, their lives would no longer be as good as they were now.
Master Gu and Mao Yuanjun would not let Chen Chang Ku die in front of them, so they agreed immediately.
Chen Chang He was not able to trust them completely, so he took out one of the three mid-grade treasures he had picked up on the way here, and a gigantic black tortoise image appeared, enveloping Chen Chang Ku within it.
After making all these preparations, Chen Chang He sent a strand of his consciousness into the second floor of the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda.
The moment Chen Chang Zai entered the tower, the artifact spirit floated out. With a bitter smile, he said: "There seems to be something wrong with the mentality of these people."
"I know, I came this time to pacify them."
Although the people in the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda could already be considered as living corpses, they were all human and had their own judgement on whether it was good or bad.
They could be used by Chen Chang Ku, or they could die in battle because of Chen Chang Ku, but if Chen Chang Ku did not see them as human beings, and used them as fending off blades when in danger, then this group of rebellious fellows would have thoughts of betraying him.
You are the owner of the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda? You can kill me with a single thought?
Fine, I won't listen to you. Just let me die!
No matter what, it's death. Why should I bear this blow for you?
What Chen Changyu feared the most was that these people would have this kind of mentality.
He had thought the matter very difficult, but now he had to deal with it.
After all, the opponent outside was a Spirit Emperor cultivator. If he continued his slaughter like this, even if he were to be exhausted to death by the cultivators of the first level, he could at least kill two to three thousand of them before he died.
Chen Changyu did not dare to waste so much time, there were very few cultivators in the Seven Prison Demon Pagoda.
Could it be that he could fall into a trap and capture some people for his own use?
Even if he really did that, the people who were captured would not immediately submit to him! With tens of thousands of cultivators that could help him, Chen Chang He would cherish them greatly.