Chapter 297: Breaking Out of the Three Holy Sects

Shen Chong did not dare to stay for a moment. Most of his soul was burned, less than 700, and Shouyuan lost more than half of it. He ran around for several hours in a row, and his injury could hardly be suppressed. He urgently needed to retreat and cultivate, otherwise it would be difficult to maintain the realm.

The third floor!

The second floor!

The first floor!

Shen Chong's speed was extremely fast. Not only did the monsters avoid far away, but even the disciples of the Three Holy Sect who received the trial in the trial cave were suppressed by the strong breath and could not move. He looked at the escape light passing not far away.

Wow!

At the entrance of the trial cave, Shen Chong rushed out. The two inner disciples guarding the cave half a month ago jumped up as soon as they felt the breath, with a shocked face. Before they rushed to the mouth of the cave, they were overwhelmed by the momentum of the escape light and couldn't get up for a long time.

It was really far away from the light that they looked at each other with contemptous faces.

"This..., which elder is coming, what a strong breath." A disciple stammered.

"It's not the elder," another disciple hesitated and didn't seem to believe it: "That man looks like Brother Shen."

"Brother Shen, how can it be? He has only been in the cave for more than half a month. How can he have such a terrible breath? I'm afraid that even the elders in charge of the Seven Temples don't have such a strong breath." Another disciple shook his head repeatedly.

"Maybe I'm wrong. There has been such a big change in half a month. It's not more evil than the wind elder." The disciple also shook his head, a little surprised.

"Elege Fengda, our Three Holy Sects are really talented." Another disciple also sighed.

Out of the trial cave, Shen Chong did not return to his residence. He did not dare to stay for a moment and immediately flew out of the mountain gate.

As soon as Shen Chong's breath was revealed, it shocked many powerful beings in the Three Holy Sects.

"It's the young master of Huayue Hall. How can it be that he has reached this point in just over half a month."

"The five elements and vitality are gathered, and he has actually reached the level of the convergence of three and five elements of the soul."

"Didn't he go to the cave? What's going on there?"

"His cultivation is great. I'm afraid that the Mingwang Hall will be unlucky. Even if Fengyang can't deal with it, it's more than enough to defeat Wu Jiang."

Many ideas were communicating with each other, but no one came to stop him. Shen Chong was a disciple of this sect and had reached the strength of the elder. Although he looked in a hurry, he was surprised and surprised, and no one came forward to ask for a moment.

Just as he was about to grab out of the mountain gate, a light suddenly appeared at the mountain gate and stopped in front of Shen Chong.

The escape light dissipated, and a middle-aged man about 40 years old appeared, dressed in Taoist clothes. He was dressed as the elder of the Three Holy Sects. His whole body flashed with a faint spiritual light, and his breath was thick and calm. The soul and the body were combined into one, and he was actually a strong man who traveled between the world.

Shen Chong did not know this person, and his breath was very strange. He seemed to be a secret strong man who had been cultivating in Shenghua Tian Palace for many years.

Shen Chongqiang was crushed, and his soul was a little scattered. Seeing someone blocking the way, his anger gradually rose, and he didn't want to ask more. He shouted directly, "Get out of the way!"

The elder's face flashed with anger, his breath opened, his attitude was arrogant, and he did not feel awe because of Shen Chong's cultivation above him: "Unbridled, I am Lin Cheng, the elder of Shenghua Tiangong. You are just a direct disciple, how dare you be rude to me."

Shen Chong's eyebrows and blue veins beat, his fingers flicked, and the murder was pervasive. He wanted to break through. Suddenly, he felt an extremely faint consciousness sweeping over him, and his heart couldn't help beating violently. Could there be any powerful existence staring at his every move?

This divine consciousness made Shen Chong extremely afraid. Obviously, it was another powerful existence that he could not afford to provoke. Looking at Lin Cheng in front of him, he did not dare to act rashly. He suppressed his anger and said, "What's the order for the elder to stop his disciples?"

After all, Shen Chong's realm was one level higher than his own. He felt the other party's murderous intention. Lin Cheng also shrank slightly, but he felt the light reflected by Shenghua Tiangong, straightened his chest and said:

"Shen Chong under the door of Huayue Hall, in charge of the supreme call, quickly go with me to the Holy Huatian Palace to visit the leader."

Shen Chong's mind turned sharply. He didn't know what Chixiao Zhenren called him to do, nor did he think of talking about Ji Changhua. Just as Ji Changhua thought, no one dared to believe it, and even Chixiao Zhenren would hide it from many ways.

Shen Chong raised his eyebrows. He was extremely resentful of Huayue Hall and had many complaints about the real person of Chixiao. This person knew what Ji Changhua had done, but he had a permissive attitude. He was ashamed to be the head of a generation. Even if he was out of the reputation of the sect, Shen Chong still could not believe him.

"I apologize, my disciple still has something important to do. I must go there as soon as possible. When the disciple comes back, I will plead guilty to the supreme teacher." Shen Chong did not want to tear his face with the whole Sanshengzong at this time, and his words were still very polite.

Lin Cheng's face changed. In the Three Holy Sects, everything that the supreme said was the imperial edict, which was Tianwei, otherwise it would be called the supreme, but the disciple in front of him dared to resist the edict and disrespect it.

"Bolden, the call in charge of the teaching dares to push three obstacles. Could it be that you want to betray this sect? Don't forget that you are still a disciple now. Don't think that you can do whatever you want when you reach the soul realm."

As soon as the great elder's momentum came out, it was amazing. The spirit and flesh were united, and the spiritual light was faintly revealed. He was the peak of the second turn of the soul, and the spiritual light behind him was faintly connected to the Shenghua Heavenly Palace.

Shenghua Tiangong is the supreme existence in the Three Holy Sects. It must be a magic weapon without condensation, but Shen Chong can't see its grade, but at least it is also a medium-grade magic weapon. With the blessing of the light of Shenghua Tiangong, Lin Cheng's momentum is a little more vigorous, steadily above Shen Chong.

On the contrary, Shen Chong, although there are five elements of vitality to protect the body, and the realm is a higher level, the breath is messy, and the soul is a little unstable. Seven hundred sources are also low-class among the three-turn strong people. No wonder Lin Cheng dares to be so bold and show his breath to Shen Chong, which is tantamount to a challenge.

"Hum," Shen Chong's heart was arrogant, and the rebel was betrayed. Anyway, he planned to break away from the Three Holy Sect, but he was worried about his strong existence secretly, and he was unwilling to lose his morality. He turned his mind and said in a loud voice, "Please forgive me. My disciple knows that a friend is in danger and has just came with a flying sword. When he came to ask for help, the disciple was very anxious. He also asked the elder and the master to understand that the disciple was eager to save people and let the disciple go.

This statement is also reasonable. Shen Chong's expression is in a hurry, and it is also like saving people like fighting a fire. Even if he violates the will of the teaching, it is still reasonable.

Lin Cheng hesitated and said abruptly, "Let's see the head teacher first, and then make a determination."

"So, I'm offended." Although Shen Chong did not know what was wrong with Chixiao's real person calling him, and although he would not be in collusion with Ji Changhua, he did not rule out taking some measures to cover up the sect scandal, and Shen Chong's current situation could not be supported for too long, and he urgently needed to find a place to close down to heal his wounds.

Now that he has explained the reason, it is definitely impossible for the Master to take action in person. Except for Ji Changhua and Fengyang, only Zhuge Qingyun, the elder of Hengyang Palace, can pose a threat to him, but he should not take action, so he will simply break out.

Wow!

Shen Chong's arm had reached out, and the rolling thunder was wrapped around his palm. As soon as he takes action, it is a little thunder. Since he wants to rush out, he will no longer hold his hand, and with his current situation, he can't use other moves. Only this little thunder skill does not need to consume the power of the soul. The palm is sank, and under the thunder is a rune full of thunder.

"You really dare to do it. What's so arrogant about the little thunder!" Lin Chengli shouted. A ball of spiritual light appeared in the palm of his hand, and it was also hit by one palm.

Shen Chong sneered in his heart. When he fled, he was busy and leisureed. He secretly sacrificed this thunder rune again. His power was hidden. Although the momentum was not obvious, his power was more than several times higher than that of the magic seed.

Boom!

Lin Cheng's palm felt something was wrong when he first touched the thunder, but he was not in a hurry to urge the mana again. The power of thunder came out violently and bombarded. Lin Cheng's body was shocked, which was a strong threat. At the critical moment of life and death, his body retreated sharply, but it slowed down a step.

How fast the thunder came. The whole gate of the Three Saints was full of violent thunder. The trees were broken, the rocks collapsed, and a breath of destroying everything spread.

"How did you cultivate the magic rune?" Lin Cheng was shocked and said that his face was already frightened. A rune three feet long and two feet wide had locked him firmly. The rune was full of thunder patterns, carrying the power of heaven and earth. Under the sweep, its strength was enough to hang him.

"Shen Chong, you have to destroy the mountain gate of my Sanshengzong." Another palm flew up from below, but it was Li Changqing, the elder of the hall of Chuan Gongyuan. The Chuan Gong Hall was the closest to the mountain gate. Li Changqing saw that the two had even affected the undisputed mountain villa where the outer door was located, and immediately took action to stop it.

"Ead Elder Li is too worried, and his disciples have also benefited a lot from Elder Li. Naturally, they will not forget their original things." This Li Changqing is not a deviation, but just wants to maintain the location of the mountain gate. With the power of Li Changqing's palm, Shen Chong had taken the thunderous spirit back into the rune, but the pressure of the rune was still calm on Lin Cheng.

"Ead Elder Lin, saving people is like fighting a fire. If you press hard, your disciples will act too much." Shen Chong looked at Lin Cheng, showing a murderous intention.

Lin Cheng's face turned pale and finally retreated a little. Although he knew that the other party would never dare to kill, the magic skill of turning it into a rune just now was too amazing to kill himself.

Shen Chong saluted Li Changqing, said nothing more, and quickly swept out.

The consciousness that had been paying attention to himself moved again, but in the end, he did not take action and let Shen Chong fly out of Luoxia Mountain.

In the Shenghua Heavenly Palace shrouded in the Holy Light, there is only a serving table in a remote room, on which there are three Taoist statues. The three sitting statues are carved with a whole piece of beautiful jade, which is lifelike. They are the three holy kings who founded the Three Holy Sects.

A Taoist man in a red Taoist robe sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the table. The Taoist's face was ruddy, only in his thirties. He wore a purple gold crown, stepped on cloud boots, and had a wisp of long mustard on his chin, but he was the supreme leader of the generation of the Three Holy Sects.

Now the real person in the red night has a sad face and mutters, "The Holy King of Changhua, this time, you have gone too far..."

Suddenly, the statue in the middle of the table suddenly flashed, as if it had come to life, and a deep and ethereal voice came from it:

"As a monk, as long as you do anything in order to increase your cultivation, it's not too much. Don't be too persistent."

Chixiao's real eyes flashed, and he quickly got up and said, "I've seen the ancestor!"

"Ji Changhua is ambitious and ambitious. He has the power to compete with you now. Do you feel unwilling?" The voice said.

"Disciples dare not!" The real person in Chixiao rolled his eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

"You don't have to have a grudge. He has begun to attack the soul. Now he may cross the six or nine heavens. If he fails to cross the disaster, everything will stop, but once he succeeds, he will be the next leader. In three years, you will pass on the position of leader to him." The voice said.

"What?" Chixiao's real face changed and he was shocked: "Ji Changhua is full of magic skills, and he is doing such an evil thing. How can he be the leader of the Taoist sect?"