272, Weiqi

He Chen promised with a blank face, "Yes, I'm He Chen." He Chen has said this sentence several times today. Obviously, he knows that his name is too idle to ask. He Chen said that he was very helpless and helpless. The man looked at He Chen with some pity and said, "You will be responsible for Lingtian, but it's quite troublesome. Forget it, I'll explain it to you when I get there."

After saying that, the man ordered He Chen to follow him closely. He Chen controlled the silveryuan sword, but his body felt a cold chill, and his whole body shivered strangely. Looking at He Chen standing on the silver abyss sword, the man frowned slightly and said, "What's wrong with you?"

The little remaining fairy power flowed in He Chen's body, and the cold chill was expelled by the fairy power in an instant. I couldn't help saying in my heart, "That old man really moved his hands and feet in my body, and the chill seemed to freeze my soul. Especially the inexplicable pain brought by the chill, I almost couldn't help shouting. That feeling... It hurts!"

Shaking his head, He Chen said to the man, "It's nothing. I'm just wondering where the Lingtian is in trouble." The man said lightly, "At that time, you will know that if you hadn't offended Elder Qin Ming, you wouldn't have been assigned to that spiritual field. If it's just a pain, there's no problem, but recently... A lot of people died." Speaking of this, the man seemed to think of something and trembled subconsciously.

After that, the man was no longer talking nonsense with He Chen to control the dark blue sword in his hand. Two sword lights flashed in the air, and many two Yizong monks in charge of the care of Lingtian sighed when they looked at the two sword lights flying southwest of the North Blade Mountain. As if sighing at the two dead people, the sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded. The dark blue sword slowly landed with the man's body, and He Chen also knew the man's name during the flight.

Wei Qi is responsible for receiving those monks assigned to the North Blade Mountain. Without Qin Ming's order, Wei Qi would not have taken He Chen to the Jedi. However, with Qin Ming's status in the two Yizongs, how dare his order Wei Qi to resist? Knowing that what he had done was against his conscience, he continued to do the sad feeling that Weiqi could not explain in words.

Black fog, there is an extremely thick black fog here. However, bursts of spiritual power came from the black fog. Looking at Wei Qi and He Chen coughed twice, "Weiqi, can you tell me about the so-called weird spiritual field?" Wei Qi sighed and said, "Yes! What you are responsible for is the spiritual fields within the black fog, and the number of spiritual fields is about 20. The range of Lingtian is neither large nor small, but all the two Yizong monks who were responsible for guarding this black fog in the Lingtian died three months ago.

Speaking of this, a trace of panic flashed across Weiqi's face. Pressing the fear in his heart, he continued to say to He Chen, "The way to die is to die from the dark ** from his eyes. Some monks touched the dark ** curiously. The result... But it was burned to ashes by the transparent flame transformed by the pitch black**. The dark ** turned into a transparent flame and burned the monk alive. I'm afraid I won't forget that scene in my life.

When He Chen heard this, he couldn't help interrupting Wei Qi and said, "Hasn't the two Yizong sent someone to investigate the strangeness in this black fog spiritual field? How many monks died in three months? Wei Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Those bastards! How can they manage the life or death of the monks of Beijian Mountain? Generally, the monks who came to Beijian Mountain were sent here because they offended them. It can be said that the two sects only care about the number of elixirs every year, and if the number of elixirs is reduced, the monks of the whole North Blade Mountain will be punished. Three months... 23 monks died in just three months. Some monks were assigned here and died in less than two days, so generally the monks assigned to this strange spiritual field can be said to have made a big mistake.

Having said so much in one breath, He Chen carefully thought about the truth in Weiqi's words. He never completely believes in a person, no matter how indignant this person is. After a while, He Chen looked up at Wei Qi and said slowly, "Yes, I have a question for you. Like our monks in charge of Lingtian affairs in Beijian Mountain, how many spiritual stones can be taken from the Tianfu Pavilion every month.

Wei Qi stared at He Chen strangely and couldn't help but wonder, "This person is a little strange. Ordinary people will at least be shocked when they hear my words. This person... Why are you so calm!" Generally speaking, if you are just in charge of the Lingtian affairs of Beijian Mountain, you can get about 30 three-grade spiritual stones every month. The number of spiritual stones can be said to be very small. After all, the North Blade Mountain is too special.

After listening, He Chen waved his hand to Weiqi and said, "I see, you can go. I'd like to see how long I can live in this dead field. It's a little interesting. He Chen, who was born with an adventurous factor, didn't have much fear. It's better to fight than die at Qin Ming's hands. Maybe he can deal with this death field. Generally speaking, He Chen is relatively optimistic now.

Wei Qi only said that He Chen did not know the horror of this spiritual field and advised He Chen to be careful. The sword drove Wei Qi's body away from this dark and foggy place. Looking at Wei Qi's departure, He Chen shook his head slightly and said, "It seems that the fairy power in his body is about to be used now. I wanted to rely on the fairy power to use fierce archery to save his life. The world is unpredictable and unpredictable."

When sighing, He Chen hated Qin Ming more. When the extremely painful chill flowed in his body, He Chen had already noticed something bad. He Chen, who was about to run the fairy power to completely eliminate the chill hidden in his body, suddenly made an extremely sad scream from his mouth.

Originally, this dark and foggy land was killed by 23 monks, so no one dared to approach it again. Even if He Chen made such a sad scream, others only regarded it as demons and ignored it at all. There is only one life, and chivalrous and righteous things should be done by those with extremely high military value. Anyway... There is no such thing as North Blade Mountain, a person with extremely high military value.

Starting from the ten toes of his feet, a trace of extremely cold chill raged in He Chen's body crazily. The horror of the cold needle finally broke out at this moment, known as one of the best magic weapons to torture people. The pain it can bring to people is absolutely indescribable. Anyway, look at He Chen's crazy action of rolling his body desperately and hitting the ground fiercely.

He Chen, who has always been able to endure pain, can't face the cold needle, and every trace of coldness is like a spinning sword. Countless chilly attacks made He Chen only feel that countless extremely cold flying swords were cutting his body. He Chen, who had heard of "attacking poison with poison", could only do self-harm to calm himself down a little. The pain made He Chen feel that there were countless flies hovering around his head, and the irritable feeling simply made He Chen linger.

Blood flowed out of He Chen's feet and forehead. He Chen, who was a little confused due to the cold needle, made himself briefly awake because of his "self-harm" behavior. He knew that there was no time to hesitate, and the fairy power flowed desperately in his body. The terrible chill raging in his body was destroyed by the immortal power with extremely domineering impact means. He Chen only hoped that the few fairy power left in his body could eliminate the strange chill.

Torture! For He Chen, these four hours are absolutely indescribable painful and painful experience! When the last chill was driven away by the fairy power, He Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After a few times, his feet propped up the embarrassed body little by little.

The remaining fairy power in He Chen's body seemed to notice something, and the fairy power suddenly condensed into a huge net to imprison the crazy cold needle in He Chen's body. A fairy formula unfolded in his body, and the huge net turned into immortal power came out of He Chen's body.

There is a thin needle in its huge net that emits chill, which is the cold needle that made He Chen suffer. He Chen looked coldly at the cold needle that tried to break away the huge net melted by the fairy power, and said coldly, "Old man... You are completely angry! Qin Ming, you bastard... I just wanted to kill you and Qin Xuan! I didn't expect you to be so vicious to me. If it hadn't been for my fairy help, I'm afraid I would have been tortured to death by the chill brought by this strange needle! I heard that you control a Xiuzhen family in Iceland - the Qin family, and the consequence of provoking me is... I want you to destroy the Qin family!"

He has never been a cruel and soft person. He also knows that only by attacking Qin Ming's important things will Qin Ming's bastard know the chill represented by the word "pain". Kill, He Chen wants to kill all the people of the Qin family! If someone offends me, I will pay it back a hundred times. This is He Chen's cruel principle of doing things!

The huge net condensed by the fairy power in the void seemed to be broken by the cold array that day, and he frowned slightly and suddenly operated in He Chen's body. The method of binding the divine seal was run like He Chenxing's flowing water, and the paint-black palm print hit the cold needle that day like thunder.

In a while, the cold needle was hit on the ground by the huge force mixed with the binding god's seal. Picking up this cold needle that tortured He Chen, he couldn't help but wonder, "Dual weapon? Or something else!" Speaking of this, He Chen couldn't help sneering at the corners of his mouth and said, "Qin Ming, I'm afraid you think I was tortured to death by this strange needle, but you never dreamed that there was a fairy power in my body. You don't know that I can run the fairy formula that can turn spiritual power into immortal power in my body at the cost of 20 years of longevity. I have long said that not killing me is the biggest mistake you have made in your life.

After saying that, he received the Tianhan needle in his own storage ring. Then, he took out a futon from the storage ring. The whole person sat on the futon, and the method of absorbing aura was driven by He Chen. He did not break into the spiritual field in the black fog without authorization, because he knew that he had to absorb the aura around him to recover the severe injury caused by the cold needle on him.

He Chen's follower Xuesen was placed in an extremely safe place between the two Yizongs by Yuexi, and Yue Xi's every move was monitored by Yuyi. It is not easy for Yuexi to let Xuesen stay in the life of the two Yizongs, but Xuesen misses He Chen in his heart, but even Yuexi doesn't know where He Chen is going now. Xuesen, who knows nothing about the two Yizongs... How can he know where He Chen went and whether people are in danger?

But Xuesen has only one idea in his heart: "That is to become stronger!" Otherwise... Xuesen couldn't find any trace of He Chen at all. The weak... There has never been a voice in the world of cultivation.