A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

"Are you laughing at me?"

All of a sudden, Master Turtle felt a scorching heat around him.

I saw the fire of nirvana condensed in the hands of the sacred fire Suzaku, and a strong murderous aura emerged from his body.

You can vaguely see the phantom of the sacred flame Suzaku condensed on its body.

Seeing this, Master Gui hurriedly hid the smile on the corner of his mouth.

In front of one's own life and happiness, the former is obviously more important.

"No, aunt, how dare I!"

Master Gui hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head.

"But I clearly saw you smiling."

The Holy Flame Suzaku would not accept such a trick, with a big wave of his hand, a mass of Nirvana fire swept towards Master Guizu.

Seeing this, the latter didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and phantoms of Xuanwu appeared all over his body.

It was able to withstand the attack of the fire of Nirvana.

"Dare to resist."

"It seems that you don't pay attention to me."

"court death!"

Seeing Master Gui resisting with basalt supernatural powers, the face of the sacred fire Suzaku suddenly became gloomy.

Only a scream was heard.

Sacred Flame Suzaku and Turtle Patriarch had already fought together.

Seeing this, Confucian Yan Shenggong wanted to stop him, but Jiang Chen shook his head.

Master Gui Zu didn't have a long memory, so it was right for the Holy Fire Suzaku to teach him a lesson.

After all, relying on his age and strength, this guy has been domineering among his imperial beasts for a long time.

Now that he had finally come across a Holy Flame Suzaku that frightened him, it would be better if he had a long memory.

"Little friend Jiang Chen. Are you really alright?"

Confucianist Yan Shenggong looked at Master Gui with a bruised nose and swollen face, and asked Jiang Chen with his gaze.

"Don't worry, Lord Yansheng, he won't die."

Jiang Chen knew very well that even though Patriarch Gui looked pitiful on the surface, he actually didn't suffer much harm.

Xuanwu supernatural powers are known for their defensive power.

Although Master Guizu is weaker than the Holy Flame Suzaku, it is extremely difficult to kill him when the latter does not go all out.

Furthermore, if the Sacred Flame Suzaku dared to strike in front of Jiang Chen, he would definitely not kill him.

She still understands this point.

After hearing this, Confucian Yan Shenggong no longer continued to be obsessed with the life and death of Master Guizu.

Instead, he looked at Jiang Chen, and asked, "Little friend Jiang Chen, does he know about a shocking event in Jiangnan recently?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen frowned.

During this period of time, he was in the cultivation space and knew nothing about what happened in Jiangnan.

Furthermore, as an outsider, it is impossible for him to know the secrets of Jiangnan.

"I also ask Senior Yan Shenggong to speak frankly."

Jiang Chen bowed his hands slightly to Confucianist Yan Shenggong.

The latter waved his sleeves, nodded, and spoke slowly.

"Now Jiangnan is not as peaceful as it seems."

"According to rumors, in ancient times, there once appeared a ghost and god in the south of the Yangtze River. Its strength has reached the eighth level, and it is known as invincible."

"Even if all the masters of Confucianism came out at the beginning, they were not all enemies at all."

"This man was originally a Confucian sage, but he died unexpectedly. After his death, he was buried in a ghost vein. He absorbed the essence of the ghost vein day and night. It is rumored that he has cultivated the ghost way for thousands of years."

"Break the seal in one fell swoop, live a new life, and achieve the position of ghosts and gods."

"It's just that although it is a ghost, it is not tolerated by heaven and earth. Even if its cultivation base has entered the eighth realm, it is only one step away from the ninth realm."

"But still in a stormy night, he was killed by a total of 81 thunderstorms."

As soon as the Confucian Yan Shenggong finished speaking, Jiang Chen asked, "Draining the essence of ghost veins to revive one life, this move is against the law of heaven."

"Even ghosts and gods cannot escape the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth. In the end, they must be dead."

"It's just that this matter should be thousands of years away from now. I don't know why senior Yan Shenggong wants to bring up the old matter again."

Although Jiang Chen didn't know much about this matter, he knew more or less.

After all, such a ghost is as powerful as the eighth realm, and even one step away from the ninth realm.

At the beginning, it caused an uproar throughout China.

"Little friend Jiang Chen doesn't know something."

"Although the ghost god died back then, he left behind a legacy."

"This inheritance, the old man only found out after meeting the master of ghost cultivation."

Confucian Yan Shenggong let out a long sigh, his face full of emotion.

"Is there someone practicing the way of ghosts?"

Jiang Chen quickly grasped the key points in the few words of Confucian Yan Shenggong.

You must know that the way of ghosts is a heretical way. Cultivation requires not only some ghost medicines, but more importantly, ghost veins.

Throughout the ages, there have been several ghost veins.

It was purely a coincidence that the Confucian senior was able to bury the ghost veins.

And those who practice the ghost way, if they don't have the essence of the ghost way, then they will be reduced to a ghost in the world.

At that time, it will absorb the essence and blood of living people to make up for the shortcomings of the way of ghosts.

Massacring villages, even cities, at every turn!

Tens of thousands of people will suffer an indiscriminate disaster!
Jiang Chen absolutely cannot tolerate this happening.

Although he is not a hero with righteousness in mind, he must not be left alone.

If he doesn't know about it, so be it.

But as long as he knows, then he must end the matter.

Confucianist Yan Shenggong looked at the killing intent in Jiang Chen's eyes, and suddenly trembled all over his body.

For some reason, facing this junior in front of him, even if he strengthened him by a level, he would still shudder.

It was as if Jiang Chen was not a strong man in the sixth realm, but a master who was equal to him.

"Don't hide it from little friend Jiang Chen."

"This person who practices the ghost way has some connections with the old man."

"When the old man and the old dean of Baishan Academy founded Baishan Academy, this person was also a vice-principal of Baishan Academy."

"It's a pity that this person is not good at teaching and educating people, and he only wants to achieve the Dao."

"That's why he later passed on the position of vice president to that little fellow Xu Lang, and he has traveled far and wide."

"Later, due to some reasons, he died in a mass grave in the south of the Yangtze River."

"At that time, the old man and the old dean of Baishan Academy wanted to move his grave, but unfortunately it was delayed due to some things."

"Who would have imagined that he would actually use his own ghost medicine in the mass grave to live again for three months."

"Now he still wants to find the ghost veins of Jiangnan, bury himself in it, and become the next ghost and god."

"This old man is not a close friend, so it's not easy to make a move, and he is a senior of Jiangnan Confucianism, so it's not easy for Confucianism to come forward."

Hearing these words, Jiang Chen immediately understood what Confucianist Yan Shenggong meant.

He sneered and said, "It seems that you are planning to let me take action."

"Little friend Jiang Chen is worthy of being a dragon and phoenix among people, this old man is exactly what I mean."

"If little friend Jiang Chen can get rid of this old man's heart disease, this old man can promise you a title."