Chapter 303 Conversation at the top of the sea of corpses
“Moo~~”
“Brother Niu, the person who came here is not a good person, he is so powerful..”
Xiao Chi narrowed his eyes slightly and hid under the belly of the big black cow, "Brother Xun, they are not here to catch us, are they?.”
“Then they are too short-sighted, don’t think too much.”
Chen Xun looked indifferent, with one hand behind his back. The gangster suit had faded away, revealing his true appearance, "I don't know what you are doing here, fellow Taoists."？”
The vast sound spread throughout the world, and even resonated with the essence of heaven and earth. The impact caused the faces of the iron-blooded monks on the warship to change. Such a majestic power of energy and blood.!
But when they saw the black mountain, even if they had been on the battlefield, they still felt a little numb after seeing this scene again..
A sea of blood has formed at the foot of the mountain, and there are corpses everywhere. It seems that they were all killed by a single blow without even struggling..
Everyone is looking at Baili Zhonghu. I am afraid that only the marshal can control such a character..
The ten warships stagnated, docked far away in the sky, and stopped moving forward. Then a tall man stepped out of them..
“Fellow Taoist, I am Baili Zhonghu, the current marshal of Zhanjie Camp. I am here for a moment..”
He was wearing a black battle armor, and every step caused space shock. His magic power was extremely powerful. "I hope fellow Taoist people don't mind," he said..”
Chen Xun raised his eyebrows when he heard this, it turned out to be him.
The origin of the person the abbot mentioned turned out to be so great, but I was lucky enough to meet this person directly..
His eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the black armor, which had an ancient and desolate atmosphere, as if there were countless stories, and faint blood spots could be seen..
This set of black armor is at least an earth-level mid-level defensive weapon. I wonder if it can withstand the impact of the god-transforming monks..
Chen Xun's eyes were solemn and he looked at the Baili Tomb Tiger. At that moment, it was as if thousands of troops were charging towards him. He admired in his heart, what a strong momentum.!
This man is considered to be the most domineering among the many monks he has seen. He can control the life and death of millions of monks with just one word. Only casual cultivators like him can compare..
“I'm Chen Xun.”
He smiled and held up his hands, not disturbed by this momentum at all, "I have been waiting here for the War Realm Camp for a long time, but I didn't expect that the Marshal would come in person..”
Baili Zhonghu paused in the air and was also observing Chen Xun. Neither of them used their spiritual consciousness to inspect each other. They were just observing the external aura..
There was also solemnity in his eyes. The mountain of corpses and sea of blood under their feet were all filled with Hui Shou. The backbone of the black mountain turned out to be... the body of the god Hui Shou..
But there is no anger in this person, as if he has practiced some kind of skill to expel evil spirits and hostility, and is not disturbed by the cold and cold air in this world..
What impressed him most was Chen Xun's dark and warm eyes, which were like the waves of stars in the night sky, peaceful, deep and unpredictable..
“There's something wrong with this person, don't be deceived by his appearance..”
Baili Zhonghu was suddenly shocked. He faced Chen Xun from all sides. For a moment, he felt as if he was being stared at by an unparalleled evil. "When did such a person appear in Dali?".”
While his thoughts were swirling, he said with a serious expression: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I wonder if we can go up to the mountain and have a talk?".”
Chen Xun nodded: "Of course, Marshal, please.”
As soon as the words fell.
A wooden table and chair made of Helingshu was moved out by Da Hei Niu. Chen Xun and Baili Zhonghu sat up facing each other on the top of Huishou Mountain..
This scene made everyone secretly swallow their saliva. If ordinary monks had climbed this mountain, they would have been frightened into confusion..
And these two people can still talk about things as if nothing happened on the top of the sea of corpses..
After Baili Zhonghu sat down, he nodded slightly towards Dahei Niu and Xiaochi. These were the spiritual beasts of Dali. There seemed to be some other kind of goodwill in his eyes..
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