Chapter 250 Meeting Jindan Monk Again

   After more than a month, there was still movement in the bronze hall. The two of them knew very well that apart from the monks staying behind, it was very likely that monsters were active.

  There are both possibilities, and they should not take it lightly. After rushing to the gate at an extremely fast speed, their spiritual consciousness immediately opened up, covering the surrounding area, trying to find the life forms that exist here.

  Boom!

   There was another sound of the bronze door opening, but neither of them knew where the other was, because the bronze hall was too big to find.

   "Chen Fan, go out together first." Mu Yunshui looked at Chen Fan with beautiful eyes, and asked through sound transmission with his spiritual consciousness, as if asking for Chen Fan's opinion.

   "En." Chen Fan nodded slightly, grasped the hilt of the sword slightly, stepped forward, and swept his figure towards the entrance of the passage.

  Seeing this, Mu Yunshui's figure also flashed out, and at the same time sucked the sharp sword next to a corpse in the hall into his palm. Although it was not as good as her spiritual weapon-level sword, it was still better than fighting empty-handed.

  The two sneaked one after the other, while rushing towards the exit.

  Boom!

   At this time, another loud noise came, and the two stopped at the same time, listening to the sound to argue for their positions. The place where the bronze door opened, Hao Ran was in a certain direction ahead.

   "Who could be here?" Mu Yunshui frowned slightly. She knew that people from Chengxianzong could not stay here for more than a month, and she probably felt that she was dead.

  The black light beam is too weird, corroding all spiritual weapons, even magical weapons, it is very likely that they will not escape the fate of being destroyed.

At the same time, she also had some doubts about the utensils on Chen Fan's body. The old scabbard was almost intact and kept its original shape, only the hilt of the sharp sword was corroded. Slightly damaged, it escaped a catastrophe. The only loss was the human skin mask and the four bone daggers.

All these connections made Mu Yunshui feel that Chen Fan was becoming more and more mysterious, and she couldn't even describe him as an adventure, because she couldn't imagine what kind of adventure it would take to create such a person in three and a half years. powerful presence.

   "Boom!"

At this time, a loud noise seemed to come from not far ahead, and the bronze door of a secret room suddenly turned open. Under the light of the night pearl, a figure rushed out, as if seeing the two of them in an instant, and shot towards them , was immediately caught by Chen Fan and Mu Yunshui.

   Whoosh!

  Chen Fan lightly tapped the ground with his feet, and quickly retreated to the edge of the bronze wall. At the same time, with a surge of true energy in his palm, he pulled out the sharp sword from the worn-out scabbard.

   "Zheng!"

  Accompanied by a soft sound, a trace of golden lightning flowed from the sharp sword, which lay across in front of him, in a defensive posture.

  The whole movement is like clouds and flowing water, extremely fast.

   "Golden Core stage?" At this time, Chen Fan's spiritual sense suddenly sensed the aura emitted by the other party, which turned out to be in the early stage of Golden Core Stage, and he seemed to have known each other.

  Mu Yunshui was obviously also aware of the other party's realm, and his face couldn't help but change. He must be a desperado to be able to stay in this kind of place for so long.

  Chen Fan's face was dignified, his eyes were deep, and he looked coldly at the approaching figure in front of him. Finally, under the faint light of the Ye Mingzhu, a monk with a peaceful face and a golden core period suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

   "It's him!" Mu Yunshui couldn't help exclaiming.

When she entered the main hall, she knew that the group of monks wanted to stop Lao Huangya from killing them, but in the end, Lao Huangya won and appeared in the hall with Chen Fan, while the monk was completely gone. After witnessing Chen Fan killing the Western man at the Jindan stage, she subconsciously felt that those monks were probably in danger.

   Unexpectedly, now the golden core stage monk reappeared, except that his cultivation level was slightly weaker than that of more than a month ago, there was basically no change in other things.

"Amitabha is actually the benefactor of the Chengxian Sect. How dare you ask other benefactors?" The Jindanqi monk was extremely fast, and appeared in front of Chen Fan and Mu Yunshui in an instant, but Chen Fan's mask had faded, so he didn't recognize it for a while. Chenfan.

  Mu Yunshui was taken aback. The other party didn't seem to know what happened in the hall, so he asked them back.

   Just when she was astonished, the monk's eyes suddenly turned to Chen Fan, looking at the old scabbard on his waist, and immediately a strong killing intent suddenly radiated.

   "Why is this scabbard with you? Tell me, where is that middle-aged man?" The monk stared sharply at Chen Fan.

  Chen Fan's expression was cold, he knew that this monk seemed to have been hiding so far, and he had already recovered from his injuries, but Jin Chan shed his shell and made his cultivation level unable to compare with what it was more than a month ago.

  Mu Yunshui's heart trembled, and after looking at Chen Fan with beautiful eyes, he hurriedly said: "Senior, we picked up this scabbard when we came out, and we have never seen that middle-aged man before."

   "Really?" Monk Jindan looked at Chen Fan coldly, and the two looked at each other coldly, with killing intent pervading the surrounding area.

   "Amitabha, little benefactor, give this sword and scabbard to the poor monk, and you can leave." After a few breaths, the monk restrained his murderous intent slightly, clasped his palms together and said.

  He seems to have noticed that Chen Fan is not simple, and although he himself has recovered from his injuries, he is still in a weak stage, and the sequelae of the golden cicada's shelling are too serious.

  Chen Fan ignored it, remained silent, and stared at the monk coldly, his gaze slightly fixed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Chen Fan, give him the things, we are not his opponents." Mu Yunshui persuaded through voice transmission. Although she had seen Chen Fan kill Jin Danqi, the Western man was too consumed by the old yellow teeth. Only when there is too much **** smell will it fall directly into Chen Fan's hands.

   But the monk in front of him at the golden elixir stage is a real early stage golden elixir, and possesses a vajra indestructible body. He is the natural enemy of sword cultivators. Mu Yunshui feels that no matter how powerful Chen Fan is, he cannot be the monk's opponent.

"Little benefactor, don't waste time, quickly hand over the scabbard and sword to the poor monk!" Monk Jindan folded his palms together, and immediately a ray of golden light erupted from his palm, bringing the sword around Chen Fan's waist The sheath tugged, broke free, and flew directly towards him.

"Snapped!"

   But Chen Fan stretched out one hand, firmly intercepted the scabbard, and held it in his palm.

  A bad premonition flashed in Mu Yunshui's heart. She knew Chen Fan well and knew that things were going to be bad.

"Little benefactor, this poor monk is doing it for your own good. This scabbard is a weapon of great evil. I will return it to you after you get rid of the murderous aura." A cold light flashed across the monk's eyes, and the golden light in his hand became more and more blazing. Yuanli began to pour out, ready to move.

   "Chen Fan, if you are too strong and easy to break, don't be impulsive!" Mu Yunshui persuaded through voice transmission.

   But Chen Fan ignored it, his expression was still cold, and a majestic power of true essence suddenly gushed out from the sharp sword in his hand.

  He glanced at the golden elixir monk coldly, and said indifferently: "Take your golden elixir in exchange."

   After the voice fell, he suddenly stepped out of the Nine Palace Steps, and in a circle of ripples, the sharp sword transformed into a group of purple-golden sword shadows, and violently killed the Jindan monk.

   "It's you?" Monk Jindan realized in an instant, recognized that this was the move and sword energy of the middle-aged man before, and immediately widened his eyes!

  (end of this chapter)