So What If You've Been Reborn?

There was a shocking change in the mirage, and before it had time to spread across the islands, Liang Yange's fleet had massacred Yuanlou's owner.

The first thing to suffer is the stronghold lurking in the small town of Fanuo. There is so much noise that ordinary people can't figure it out.

Yuanlou hides too deeply. In a city, there are more unexposed places than Liang Yange has explored beforehand.

Yuanlou is a malignant tumor, and it is also a huge monster that makes people unable to see its true body. People at all levels are ruthlessly controlled by those under their jurisdiction. From monks to mortals, they have no choice but to work for Yuanlou.

How many people had been prepared for this fierce battle, but they didn't expect it to be so ferocious.

The flames moved along the eaves, and the smell of blood smelt the nostrils. The corpses lying here and there frightened the people on the street to scream and run away.

The monks of Liang Yange held a talisman and stood in mid-air, firmly locking the area where the siege was to be carried out. There was no sound of fighting in the formation, and all kinds of magic weapons emerged one after another. Moxiu cut off the head with one knife, destroying the Nascent Soul Golden Elixir.

"Happy! Haha, really happy!"

The demon cultivators were red-eyed, and the people in Yuanlou were even more vicious. Even if they couldn't escape, they vowed to fight to the death.

"In the Central Plains, worrying about one thing and avoiding that all day long, it's better to go to Fanbang Island, after killing these rats, pat their clothes and leave!" Someone shouted rough.

In this foreign country, people look and dress very differently, and the houses and buildings are also very different from those in the Central Plains. The only thing in common is the trembling figure and fearful eyes when encountering a terrifying scene.

"Snapped."

Moxiu, who was speaking just now, stumbled for no reason.

"Who dares to plot—"

Moxiu, who jumped up from the ground, snarled half of the words, choked in his throat, and said: "Mr. Chen..."

"You talk too much."

Standing inside the formation, Chen He wore a light scarlet toga with a special style, very similar to the costumes of people in nearby islands. The color was too bright, and ordinary people wouldn't pick it to wear, but it was just matched with Chen He, who was still a teenager. Wo, unexpectedly fit.

This crimson dress is not uneven in shade, it is so red that it even shimmers slightly with pearls.

With such an eye-catching appearance, even if Chen He didn't move at all, there would still be crazy people rushing towards him wielding their weapons, and even throwing spells here for free.

A layer of invisible flames shrouded Chen He's side. These attacks couldn't reach the corner of his robe at all, only a faint flash of spiritual light, and occasionally a layer of faint purple awns, which was so fast that people thought it was an illusion.

With blood spattered three feet on his side, he fought incessantly. He strolled in the courtyard with a cold expression on his face.

Occasionally, when he raised his hand with a flick of his sleeve, it was the corpse of the person from Yuanlou lying on the spot.

The robes were not stained, nor did they have any murderous intent, but with just such a quick glance, the indifferent words made everyone subconsciously turn their heads away, unwilling to look directly at them—Mr. Chen became more and more frightening. His senior brother moved closer.

No, no, it's more powerful than the blood demon, because Shi Feng usually doesn't bother to pay attention to these subordinates, but Chen Ho is a person who can't rub the sand in his eyes, and doesn't show affection at all.

"Yes, my subordinates are talking too much." Moxiu lowered his head, not daring to show the slightest strangeness, for fear of making Chen Ho dissatisfied.

The group of demonic cultivators from Yuzhou always made other Central Plains demonic people sympathize with and envy them.The former is because they don't have a difficult-to-talk Mozun, and life is much easier with an even more difficult-to-talk Mozun's junior, and the latter is because Chen Ho will always inadvertently pass on some benefits to Shi Feng's subordinates. It is a pity that the pointing method is lacking, and tomorrow will be a few rare methods. If he does not favor him, the benefits will be forgotten.

Back then, Venerable Guiming had a cruel temperament and took pleasure in cultivating his soul, and his subordinates were trembling and dared not speak out. When Shi Feng came, they turned against him faster than anyone else.

In his previous life, Chen Ho had been the leader of the Demon Dao for hundreds of years. He knew very well that half of the people in this world were only interested in profit, while the other half wanted face.

Bright red infested the ground.

The small courtyard was searched inside and out, and Moxiu, who was good at mechanics, carefully searched every corner.

"Mr. Chen, there is a secret passage behind the warehouse over there, and there are traces of someone escaping."

"Chase."

Chen He walked back and forth slowly inside and outside the house with a blank expression, and stopped next to a lying corpse, and suddenly raised his hand to hold it in the air, and the corpse was immediately pulled up by an invisible force, swaying hanging in mid-air.

"You still want to pretend to be dead?" Chen He snorted coldly, and with a urge of real energy in his palm, the "corpse" twitched immediately, and hurriedly covered its neck with its hands and let out a shrill cry.

"Forgive me, I just entered Yuanlou, I didn't do anything, I don't know anything!"

The secret passage at the back of the house had been forcibly broken open, Chen He's mind was moved, and he casually sent a puppet in the Nascent Soul stage to chase after it.

This kind of puppets that Shi Feng refined in the early years to serve as servants, was honed by him to his senior brother to manipulate them, and he used them very easily, and now he takes four or five of them everywhere he goes.

Things like secret passages may be used by people in Yuanlou to escape, or they may be traps laid by dead fish.

Seeing that Chen Ho didn't go in, the screaming guy rolled his bulging eyes in a panic, and blurted out: "Don't go in! That's a dead end, the end is poisonous water, and it's hopeless."

Chen Ho shifted his gaze to him.

"Really, really!" The man was startled by the eyes full of coldness, and he said bravely, "There was an order passed down a month ago, saying that... this place was to be abandoned. They quietly disappeared, leaving only the untrustworthy ones and us useless low-level monks standing here."

Chen He calculated silently in his heart.

It has been less than seven days since he took back the Cangyu Ball. The accident in Mirage happened at the end of Haishi. From this point of view, Bo Yuntian has already abandoned Yuanlou's forces, transferred some of his confidantes and capable subordinates, and waited and watched in secret. , to avoid this stormy plan.

Unfortunately, no matter how good the calculation was, it didn't count that he would be eaten by a big fish.

Chen Ho smiled silently, full of sarcasm.

Seeing this expression, everyone murmured in their hearts again, and the unlucky ghost who pretended to be dead secretly yelled bad luck, there are so many strongholds in Yuanlou, all over the islands of various countries in the East China Sea, how could he meet such a evil star.

At this time, a demon cultivator who boldly followed the secret passage ran out to report:

"This secret passage has been blocked by people, it has just been opened, and there is a mechanism at the end that sprays poisonous water!"

"Where does it lead?"

"A bay on the shore."

After hearing this, Chen He walked straight into the secret passage.

The guy who was dragged in by the invisible force desperately begged for mercy: "Senior, I'm telling the truth, what else do you want to know, I know everything, and I can say everything."

The secret path is very long, but for monks, it can reach the end in the blink of an eye.

I saw piles of rocks filling up the secret passage, with a hole in the middle, and the sea breeze kept pouring in, the ground was full of corrosion marks, and there was a puddle of black poisonous water.

The puppet was nowhere to be seen, just a pale gold pebble lying in the corner.

Chen He stretched out his hand and exerted spiritual power. The cobblestone rolled a few times, turned into a puppet again, and stood stiffly behind Chen He.

The man from Yuanlou begged for mercy, but his eyes flashed surprise and deep greed—there are quite a few people in the cultivation world who can make puppets to serve as servants, but driving them consumes too much spiritual power, and ordinary monks can't afford them. Furthermore, vivid puppets are easy to make, and not many can be used as combat power.

This puppet, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul Stage cultivation base, is simply a life-saving weapon.

"You just said that you just entered Yuanlou and you don't know anything, so you're going to tell me the secret?"

"Well, villains are good at snooping, so—"

"Even the person in charge of Yuanlou here knows the secret way to escape. Is this just entering Yuanlou?" Chen He said sarcastically.

Without waiting for the man to argue, Chen He threw him into the poisonous water.

The miserable howling made the monks who followed behind tremble with fear.

Knowing the power of the poisonous water, the man immediately abandoned his helpless body, the Nascent Soul escaped, and tried to escape with a flash of blood, but bumped into the light purple true essence that sealed the entire secret passage.

This true essence seemed to be able to devour everything, the blood light quickly melted away, and the Nascent Soul screamed and was forced to be exposed to the eyes of the public.

Immediately, a demon cultivator cast the soul restraining method, held the Nascent Soul tightly, and dragged it to Chen He.

"Now what you say has some credibility." Chen He said lightly.

Nascent Soul trembled non-stop.

Chen He immediately ordered: "Clean up this place, tell the people in Liang Yange outside to withdraw the formation, and let's go."

"Here, Mr. Chen, don't we chase?" Someone asked, pointing to the bay outside.

"The lives of the people in Yuan Tower are in the hands of their respective leaders. The one or two who run away dare not show their faces. If the people above them die, they will be happier than us." Chen Helen said coldly.

The key lies in Bo Yuntian.

Yuanlou was destroyed, and those precarious people took the opportunity to leave. As long as there is no news from Bo Yuntian, no one will come to stand up for Yuanlou.

The same situation also happened in every stronghold of Yuanlou. Liang Yange and the Central Plains Demon Cultivator fought together, but the losses were pitiful, because the truly capable people in these strongholds had left long ago.

The ruins were left behind, and the mortals were frightened, not knowing what happened.

Yuanlou's power on the bright side was wiped out.

It just so happened that there was an uproar about the change of the mirage, and the monks and monsters were shocked when they heard others tell about Shen Yubai's ability to reach the sky and the sea, and they dared to say nothing, even Mrs. .

On the other hand, Zhan Yuanqiu looked at Chen He who had returned from Shi Shiran, and saw that he was full of coldness and awe-inspiring power, and even captured a "living mouth" and came back to question him. Zhan Yuanqiu's heart felt cold, and he took a step back subconsciously.

——Seven days ago, Chen He was still like a simple boy, but this will change again!

"National Division?"

When Chen He saw Zhan Yuanqiu, he nodded at him with a good temper.

—— Venerable Li Yan is very patient and tolerant towards capable and loyal subordinates.

This frightened Zhan Yuanqiu quite a bit. He remembered the last time when Chen He saw that his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, he was full of pickiness and dislike (my brother appreciates this person), and last time his expression was gloomy, faintly tinged with anger It means (to restore memory), now it has changed back to "Xinzhong" and "Looking good"?

Gorefiend's Junior Brother, can you have a characterization?How can people get along with him? !