Chapter 190 Madman

Chen Luo pondered the whole incident.

His original plan was to come here to help kill people, but the plan changed when they entered the ‘Yi Zhuang’. This group of old demons perfectly inherited the characteristics of evil cultivators. No one trusts anyone, and when they encounter danger, they want the other party to take the blame. The most important thing is that each of them has their own calculations. The purpose of Mrs. Bai Gu and the old demon of Qi and Blood is to come here to kill Luosha, but the remaining few people, including Chen Luo, kill people by the way.

The core purpose is to get benefits.

Mrs. Bai Gu naturally knows what kind of people she invited, but she doesn’t care. Her purpose is to stir up the situation and create opportunities for herself.

"Leave after killing people!"

Don’t worry about the problem of skills. He has already picked up the brain. It’s nothing more than wasting a little time to learn the restrictions.

Chen Luo was ruthless in his heart and accelerated his speed to chase after him.

The old man carrying the coffin must be killed. This guy has seen his soul flag. In the cognition of all evil cultivators, this level of soul flag can only be refined by the ancestors of Jindan. There are only two great Jindan in the evil cultivation area, one is the overlord of Black Stone City, the Black Stone Ancestor, and the other is the Heart Demon Ancestor who was expelled that year.

This involves the grudges at the Jindan level, which is not something that Chen Luo can get involved in now. There is no need to expect the Black Stone Ancestor to listen to his explanation. From the perspective of Jindan, he is just a junior in the early stage of foundation building. It is better to kill him directly if he has the time to investigate.

The light in the passage became darker and darker. Walking to the bottom, the space suddenly became clear.

The scorching temperature hit me. A huge cave appeared in front of me, with stalactites hanging upside down on the top and stalagmites on the ground. The surrounding stone walls were covered with dense talismans and some spells written in blood.

Four huge iron chains spread from the stone and converged to the center.

There was a blood pool with a diameter of five meters over there.

The old man carrying the coffin that Chen Luo found was at the edge of the blood pool at this moment.

"Blood pool?"

Chen Luo took the soul flag in his hand, but did not walk in directly. Instead, he took out a piece of talisman paper out of habit.

The spiritual power was poured into it, and the talisman paper turned into a paper man and flew out of his hand, jumping into the cave. As soon as the paper man stepped on it, the ground collapsed, and three groups of black gas mixed with skulls emerged from the rocky stratum.

The surface of the paper man was swept by the black gas and quickly turned black, and then fell straight down.

The old man carrying the coffin on the side of the blood pool looked a little ugly when he saw this scene. He didn't expect this person to be so cautious, not like a young junior at all. This cautious method was very similar to them, the old demons.

After that, Chen Luo summoned seven or eight more paper men, stepped on the surrounding area, and walked into the cave after confirming that there was no danger.

Swish

As Chen Luo entered, a figure floated in the blood pool.

It was the little girl who was brought all the way by the old man carrying the coffin. At this moment, the little girl's hair turned blood red, her eyes opened, and a terrifying evil spirit emanated from her body. As if she felt the threat from Chen Luo, the little girl floated out of the blood pool and roared at Chen Luo.

"There is actually no life-and-death hatred between the two of us."

The old man carrying the coffin unloaded the coffin on his back, and only heard a "clang" sound. The heavy coffin hit the ground with a sound, which showed the weight of the coffin.

"There is no need to fight to the death. My refined corpse was also destroyed by you, and you have already vented your anger."

"Hey!"

Chen Luo laughed. This old guy really knows how to settle accounts.

He wanted to get rid of him with a refined corpse.

Seeing that Chen Luo refused to retreat, the old man carrying the coffin also looked gloomy. His strength was not strong. Although he was in the middle stage of foundation building, his strength might not be as good as that of Chen Luo, a cultivator in the early stage of perfect foundation building. He ran away before because he was not confident enough, but in this cave, all his concerns disappeared.

The coffin beside him and the little girl in the blood pool are his biggest reliance.

This is the commonality of all corpse-refining monks. People like them concentrate their strength on "refining corpses", with themselves and corpse puppets each having half. When Chen Luo was doing a mission in Shenhu Xianmen, Xianhe Chengfeng had fought with the foundation-building monks of the Yangshi Sect. At that time, in order to deal with Xianhe Chengfeng, the strong man of the Yangshi Sect also fought with his body and corpse puppets.

"You have to think about it. Once I open the coffin, you and I will fight to the death."

The old man carrying the coffin glanced at the soul flag in Chen Luo's hand when he spoke.

He had seen Chen Luo kill Fang Lao Mo, and he had killed the old demons in the late stage of foundation building. If he faced him, even if he used the trump card at the bottom of the box, the chance of winning would be 50-50 at most. It would be best if he could not fight.

Chen Luo raised his hand and poured spiritual power into the soul flag. A layer of gray air appeared around him, and the evil spirits rushed out of the soul flag and roared around him.

The old man carrying the coffin snorted coldly, and stopped talking nonsense. He turned around and slapped the coffin lid.

Clang

The coffin opened, and a lot of blood flowed out. The corpse puppet standing in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the edge of the black coffin with his left hand, and walked out.

This corpse puppet looked exactly like the old man carrying the coffin!

"Brother, someone is going to embarrass us brothers again."

This corpse puppet was the brother of the old man carrying the coffin. In order to refine the most perfect corpse puppet, the old guy personally refined his own brother. This evil method is not even looked down upon by the people of the Corpse Cultivation Sect.

The old man carrying the coffin took out the magic bell and shook it, and the corpse puppet suddenly burst into a roar.

The little girl in the blood pool next to her also howled, and then she turned around and rolled up a circle of blood that fell on the corpse puppet's shoulders. The two begin to merge as soon as they touch. The body of the corpse puppet began to grow rapidly, but in the blink of an eye it reached about three meters. The skin on the surface of the body turned blue-black, and evil aura surrounded the whole body like smoke.

After the two merged, the corpse puppet's level was suddenly raised to the Black Iron level in the late stage of foundation building.

"Suck him dry!"

The corpse puppet roared, bent its legs, and stepped on the ground.

The stone layer exploded, creating a large pit. Like a faint light, he was in front of Chen Luo in an instant. The old man carrying the coffin also flew up at the same time, suspended above the blood pool. He stretched out his index finger, and the blood at his feet was drawn up by him, condensing into nine circling skulls.

These skulls gathered around them and turned into a huge bone necklace, heading towards Chen Luo. Waves of "Jie Jie" strange laughter came from the mouth of the Bone Necklace, trying to affect Chen Luo's soul.

Chen Luo displayed the soul flag in his hand.

Woo woo

In an instant, more than a hundred evil spirits flew out from the soul flags. The dense evil spirits occupied the entire cave in the blink of an eye. At this time, Chen Luo himself took half a step back and arrived outside the cave.

"Hiss!!! So many?!"

The face of the old man carrying the coffin, who was originally full of confidence, changed. He finally knew how Fang Laomo died. With such an exaggerated quantity, the mere consumption can kill people!

"You madman, how many people have you killed!!"

The old man carrying the coffin looked horrified.

As far as he knew, no soul-refining monk was normal. Every bit of growth in Soul Banner is made with human lives. He is a lunatic who is spurned by even their evil cultivators. The main soul of the soul flag needs a powerful immortal cultivator to refine it, and it also requires a specific birth date. The auxiliary soul is even more exaggerated. The souls of a hundred ordinary people can be refined into one, and it may take 300 to 500 people to be lucky.

In the past, when the evil cultivation land was in chaos, we often heard of lunatics massacring the city. Nine out of ten of these lunatics who massacred the city were Soul Refining Banners.

Now when Chen Luo's soul flag is displayed, there are more than a hundred evil souls, eleven main souls, and ninety-nine auxiliary souls.

How many people need to be killed?

‘Isn’t this lunatic afraid that he won’t be able to survive the inner demon tribulation in the future? ! ’

Boom boom boom! ! !

Before the old man carrying the coffin had finished thinking about the problem, more than a hundred evil souls in the cave exploded.

Light.

The whole world is filled with bright light produced by the explosion of evil souls.

Among them, Master Lin Feng flew directly to the old man carrying the coffin before he blew himself up. His face was full of resentment, and he was so angry that the old man vomited blood.

When the soul flag was in Lin Feng's hands, he used regular fighting methods. The soul flag attacked and destroyed the soul.

Self-destruction is the lowest level method for soul refining monks, and it will cause great damage to the soul flag. But Chen Luo didn't care. He was not a soul-refining monk in the first place, and he picked up this soul flag for free. Even if it was blown up, he wouldn't feel bad.

The greatest function of a magic weapon is to kill enemies.

The dense explosion of evil souls stirred up a large amount of dark wind, forcibly suppressing the temperature in the cave. The terrifying power of the souls gathered in a closed space, constantly vibrating back and forth, blowing the flying corpses and mid-air All the old men carrying coffins were blown away.

The blood pool on the ground was frozen by the Yin Qi from the evil spirit explosion, and the rolled up blood condensed into a blood-colored water splash that was frozen in the air.

"I...he...mah!!!"

The old man carrying the coffin let out a shrill scream, his body was half destroyed by the explosion, and his soul was severely damaged. He fell from the air like a dead dog, his head was hit hard and bounced back twice. Blood continued to flow from his nose, and the black coffin he regarded as a treasure was blown away, falling to the corner and freezing into a lump of ice.

After more than a hundred evil souls exploded, the scene inside the cave has completely changed.

The stalactites above and the stalagmites on the ground all disappeared, and the scattered stones were all impacted to the edge of the cave by the aftermath, freezing into blue ice. Even Chen Luo, who was standing at the door, was hit by the impact against the wall behind him, and the energy and blood in his body surged.

Even he had not imagined the power of self-destruction in a closed space.

'This power...'

Chen Luo stabilized his energy and blood, took a deep breath and walked into the cave again.

The old man carrying the coffin lay paralyzed on the ground and kept twitching. The fused corpse of the little girl was also exploded, turning into one large and one small, lying on the side, covered with frost.

Chen Luo waited for a long time, and after the frost brought to them disappeared, he slowly approached.

The color of the soul flag in the hand has become a lot darker. This kind of usage really hurts the soul flag.

Putting the soul flag away, Chen Luo walked to the old man carrying the coffin who had not yet died, and took out the blood knife.

Phew!

The sword flashed and the heads were separated.

Don't worry if you kill this kind of old demon. If you are merciful and give them a chance, they may recover again at some point, and by then they will face endless revenge.

After chopping off his head and pressing his right hand, Chen Luo successfully read the brainwaves of the old man carrying the coffin and burned his body. The storage bag, the corpse puppet in the distance, and the unknown little girl were collected together.

The movements are a bit too skilled.