Fairy King Dad

Huff!

Smoke began to come out of the little golden bull's nostrils.

It was waiting for Niuyan, as if it was going to duel with Su Chen.

"Ah, moo, moo..."

The little golden bull was panting, as if saying that Su Chen was disloyal.

Su Chen was a little embarrassed.

This trip to the Immortal Platform.

Su Chen's realm reached the peak of the fusion, and he also successfully promoted the level of the power of a hundred elephants.

The power of a hundred elephants was much stronger than the state before Su Chen entered the Immortal Platform.

Even his flesh and blood, meridians, and acupoints at this moment seemed to be flowing with hot blood, and his sense of power was extremely strong.

The art of boxing and kicking was stronger than supernatural powers!

This was Su Chen's physical condition at the moment.

The Immortal Platform benefited him a lot, but the little golden bull... didn't get the rations!

"I'll give you the other spiritual herbs, just make do with them for now."

Su Chen hurriedly took out a handful of spiritual herbs.

Basically, all the fifth- and sixth-level spiritual herbs that were obtained before were taken out.

"Huff..."

The green smoke from the little golden bull's nostrils was less, and it reluctantly opened its mouth and ate the spiritual herbs.

The quality was obviously not up to expectations!

"There are spiritual herbs, little bull, come on, I'll take you to get some."

Su Chen waved his hand: "Some teams have obtained a lot of spiritual herbs, let's just grab some."

The law of survival in the secret land, spiritual treasures, whoever grabs it will own it.

Especially the forces that are hostile to each other.

"Xian Yao Zong..."

Su Chen patted the bull's face and said: "Go find that earth wolf Zhao Xingran first, little bull, all the spiritual herbs I got this time will be given to you, and we'll talk about other things when you're full."

"Ah moo?"

The green smoke from the little golden bull's nostrils suddenly became much less.

On the back!

The little golden bull shook its head.

It took Su Chen and walked forward.

After going around in circles and dodging several creatures that were undergoing tribulation, they gradually left the core area of ​​the secret place.

After leaving the core area, Su Chen and the little golden bull relaxed.

Outside the core area, there were almost no creatures that were undergoing tribulation.

In the mountains and forests, beside a stream.

Su Chen and the little golden bull rested for a while.

The little golden bull was straightforward. It came to the stream, and its body kept squeezing on the ground. It soon made a mud puddle and lay in it like taking a bath.

Its head drooped outside, and it exhaled a long breath comfortably.

It rested for about half an hour.

Suddenly.

There was a wave of fighting not far away, which was sensed by the little golden bull and Su Chen.

"There is a battle, it is very likely to fight for spiritual treasures, let's go and take a look."

Su Chen smiled.

"Huh..."

The little golden bull opened his eyes, shook his body in the water, and pulled out a pile of cow dung by the way, and then he and Su Chen set off.

They walked forward for more than ten minutes.

At the foot of a mountain, Su Chen saw a group of 20 people fighting with a one-horned white horse.

"There are more than 30 seventh-level spiritual treasures, Hanmu grass."

Su Chen's eyes fell on a place on the mountainside.

There are Hanmu grass that has just matured.

The spiritual herbs in this state have the best effect after taking.

Moreover, more than 30 seventh-level spiritual herbs are very valuable.

"Rations are here!"

Su Chen patted the little golden bull's face: "Wait a minute, I'll get some spiritual herbs for you to eat."

"Oh moo."

The little golden bull shouted happily.

That's more like it.

You are worthy of being my teammate of the divine bull!

One man and one bull, hiding in the shade of the trees, watching quietly.

Most of this group of people are wearing white robes, and most of them are masters of swords.

The leader is a man who looks to be in his early twenties, with short hair, long face, and a delicate appearance. He is at the peak of the soul refining realm.

Someone in the team called him Senior Brother Changping.

"This group of people may be disciples of Shengtai Mountain."

Shengtai Mountain, founded by the female sword fairy, is very famous and has many disciples.

There is little news about the five major forces from the outside world.

Su Chen, Ye Qingning and Luo Luo don't know what's going on with Chen Shiyan and Bai Qianqian.

And Lin Qingyi was taken away by the Yellow-robed Sect Leader.

When he came to the depths of the secret place, Su Chen saw the female sword fairy, the Broken Knife King and the Butcher, but he hadn't seen Thirteen Lives and the Yellow-robed Sect Leader yet.

"Look at the extent of his attack... The peak of the soul refining, for me, there is no pressure."

Su Chen observed carefully: "I don't need to use all my strength to defeat him."

"Senior Brother Langyan often uses a knife."

"Now that I have reached the realm of the power of a hundred elephants, I can dissolve my power into the sword technique. Although the power will be reduced a lot, it's enough."

Su Chen watched for a moment.

The team in front cooperated well.

With Senior Brother Chang Ping as the core, twenty people were fighting against the one-horned white horse in the early stage of the Refining Void Realm.

When the battle reached a white-hot level.

Su Chen moved decisively, he turned into a stream of light and flew over quickly.

"Someone!"

Chang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly.

The newcomer went straight to the spiritual medicinal grass, obviously wanting to fight for the cold wood grass!

"Get out of here!"

Chang Ping shouted angrily, and he shot out a ten-foot-long green sword light.

The sword light went away mightily, trying to block Su Chen's way forward.

Some other disciples present also took action, a rosy glow, densely falling on Su Chen.

"Kill!"

Su Chen raised his long sword and swept it across.

The blood and flesh all over his body flowed with energy and merged into the blade, creating an invisible blade light.

All the incoming magical powers were wiped out by this sword!

"He's a master!"

Chang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

The opponent's realm strength is obviously higher than this one.

At this time, Chang Ping Yifang and One-Horned White Horse were both eyeing Su Chen.

The one-horned white horse was extremely fast. It sprinted over, and its one-horned white horse bloomed with a trace of white light.

"it's useless."

Su Chen raised his sword and struck with all his strength, resisting the attack of the one-horned white horse head on!

Immediately, Su Chen blasted through dozens of incoming magical spells. As if he was an invincible god of war, he rushed forward and reached Han Mucao's place, taking away all the thirty Han Mucao!

When Su Chen stopped.

His back fell into everyone's eyes.

What a hateful person!

He actually stole the spiritual treasure that everyone was eyeing!

"Who are you?"

Someone asked sharply!

Su Chen's heart moved slightly.

In the Sword-heavy Sect, there are more monks who use swords.

In fact, in this secret place, he could be a disciple of the Heavy Sword Sect or a disciple of the Immortal Medicine Sect...

However, before Su Chen could answer, Chang Ping, who was not far away, looked unhappy. His eyes fell on the black mole on the left side of Su Chen's face.

Chang Ping seemed to have thought of something. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Are you Tianxing Sect Langyan?"

Um?

Su Chen was slightly startled.

Lang Yan’s name is so famous now?

Even a team he has never seen recognizes him?

"Do you know me?" Su Chen asked in a calm tone.

"Haha, who doesn't know about the big mole on your face?"

Chang Ping sneered: "Langyan, you provoked the butcher and provoked the Immortal Medicine Sect. Now everyone in the Immortal Medicine Sect wants to suppress you. The butcher even made a three-year agreement. In three years, he will make an appointment with your sect leader. Teach Ji Changkong how to do this! Why? You think the Immortal Medicine Sect is not enough and you want to offend our Shengtai Mountain?"

After saying these words, Su Chen's eyes looked a little strange.

Everyone in the Immortal Medicine Sect wants to suppress him!

Wasn't it just that he snatched a ninth-level spiritual treasure? As for this?

You know, there are countless ninth-level spiritual treasures at the Immortal Platform!

Su Chen naturally wanted to get the second immortal jade stone. The host, the little golden bull, might know the news, so he had to feed it before asking.

If you want to obtain a large amount of spiritual herbs, you will naturally stir up trouble in the outer areas of the secret land.

Facing Chang Ping's words, Su Chen raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Shengtai Mountain? Our Tianxing Sect is not afraid at all. Go and ask the female swordswoman yourself if you have the courage to duel with the leader of our sect?"

Now that a tiger has appeared out of thin air, and the tiger fakes its power, it must be done to the end!

Anyway, Master, Senior Brother Langyan and the others won’t be able to come back for the time being.

It doesn't matter if you offend some people.

"You are so brave!"

Someone angrily said: "How dare we, the Holy Son Chang Ping, speak such arrogant words?"

"What is Holy Son Changping? I've never heard of it!"

Su Chen said proudly: "I have been traveling abroad and heard about the Three Wolves and Five Tigers of the Immortal Medicine Sect, but I have never heard of any powerful disciples in Shengtai Mountain."

"That's because you are ignorant!"

A fat disciple snorted coldly: "Our Shengtai Mountain is the strongest sect among the five major forces. We have seven outstanding disciples, four saint sons and three saint girls. The saint son Chang Ping is only twenty-seven years old. , he is at the peak level of God Refining, and his qualifications are rare to see in a hundred years!”

"There are three more powerful saints, Luo Hai, Xu He, and Zuo Xiu!"

"Furthermore, our Sheng'an, Chen Shiyan, Bai Qianqian and Mei Lan are all extremely talented beings. The head of our sect has personally opened special bloodlines for them. In just over two years, they have all reached the Nascent Soul realm. "Cultivation."

"Given time, we, the seven disciples of Shengtai Mountain, will reach the peak."

"How dare you mock our Shengtai Mountain? Who is your Tianxing Sect? Do you have the guts to confront our senior brother Chang Ping?"

After hearing this news.

Su Chen fell into silence.

Unexpectedly, Chen Shiyan and Bai Qianqian became the saints of Shengtai Mountain.

The training they received must be very high, otherwise they would not be able to advance to the Nascent Soul realm in more than two years.

"As expected of a strong man from the Immortal Land, his methods are very powerful."

Su Chen sighed secretly in his heart.

The female sword fairy, the butcher, Thirteen Lives, the Broken Knife King, and the leader in yellow clothes are all ruthless characters!

Su Chen's strength has no chance to compete with those big guys.

Even among the outstanding disciples of the five major forces, such as Jin Hu and others, Su Chen may not have many fights.

But the next generation of disciples...

Su Chen's eyes fell on Chang Ping. He had a sword across his chest and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You asked me if I have the guts to fight you? Now I tell you... let's go together, a mere saint is not enough to fight!"

Whoosh!

Su Chen faced him head-on.

At this moment, Chang Ping's small team in Shengtai Mountain was furious.

He took action with anger, and all kinds of rays of light kept flashing.

However, they soon discovered...

"There's something weird about his knife!"

"Without any sign, he can cut off our magical powers!"

"What's going on?"

"No! Run away!"

"..."

Three minutes later.

The sword in Su Chen's hand was placed across Chang Ping's neck.

"Squat down."

Su Chen said calmly.

Beside Chang Ping, there were nineteen disciples squatting on the ground with their hands on their heads.

This group of people... was swept away.

Facing the strong Su Chen, Chang Ping straightened his neck, his face flushed: "Lang Yan, don't go too far!"

"Squat down!"

Su Chen's face sank!

"Lang Yan!"

Chang Ping's face was a little ferocious: "I, Chang Ping, have been fighting all my life, and I have never been afraid of the enemy? I am the son of Shengtai Mountain, you dare to kill me?"

"Huh?"

Su Chen's eyes flashed with fierceness.

Chang Ping stood straight, and he and Su Chen looked at each other for a second.

Thinking in his heart: Lang Yan dared to snatch the butcher's spiritual treasure...

Thinking carefully is terrifying...

If he really took action, he would die in vain!

"A good man will not suffer a loss in front of him, I'm stunned!"

Chang Ping squatted on the ground with his hands on his head.

Su Chen nodded with satisfaction: "What do you think I should do with you? Kill and burn the corpse? Cut into pieces? Or..."

"Don't kill people, don't you want the spiritual treasure? Otherwise, you wouldn't risk robbing the butcher's treasure. Can we give you spiritual herbs?" A disciple said in a trembling voice.

He was really scared!

Langyan is a man with a bad reputation!

"What good treasures can you have? I may not like the things you bring out." Su Chen said lightly.

"Who said that? Our senior brother has more than 30 seventh-level spiritual herbs in his hand." Another disciple said immediately.

Chang Ping's facial muscles were stiff.

The spiritual herbs accumulated for several days...

It's okay!

At worst, start over again!

Chang Ping immediately took out the spiritual herbs.

After Su Chen saw the amount, his eyes lit up slightly, but he shook his head: "Not enough!"

The next moment, a group of disciples took out some spiritual herbs.

"Not enough."

Su Chen answered again.

Then, a few weapon-type spiritual treasures were taken out, most of which were third- or fourth-level spiritual treasures.

"Not enough." Su Chen said again.

"No more, really no more." Chang Ping smiled bitterly.

Hearing this answer.

Su Chen suddenly felt that this conversation seemed to have happened somewhere before...

Su Chen was silent for a moment, and he sighed:

"Well, considering that there is no hatred or grudge between you Shengtai Mountain and my Langyan, today's matter will end here."

Su Chen rolled up a group of spiritual treasures and immediately left.

Looking at Su Chen's back, everyone stood up.

When Su Chen left.

One disciple said indignantly: "Langyan, this rat, actually dared to steal our treasures!"

"Damn it, quickly inform the elders, if we encounter Langyan, we will teach him a lesson in Shengtai Mountain." Another disciple said indignantly: "Langyan is indeed as the rumors say, a shameless and cunning villain!"

"Who said it's not?" A female disciple said: "I heard that he also peeked at women taking a bath, he is a lecher."

Langyan's reputation is really a bit big at present. If there is any, it is not logical and the spread is a bit biased, such as peeping at women taking a bath. In this secret place, almost no one has time to take a bath, after all, they are not here for vacation...

But, who cares?

Chang Ping was in pain, and he had to take out the communication gem and communicate with the strong men of the sect:

"Third Elder, Langyan just robbed my team..."