Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 1700: Will I be afraid of you Xiaolingxi

　　 The fat monk, seeing the beautiful woman in red, Ye Man, seemed determined to cover Chu Chen.

　　 Knowing that he might not be able to take advantage of it, he shook his head, turned and left, found a raised black stone cross-legged spiritual power, and adjusted his breath to recover.

　　 The monks sitting cross-legged and adjusting their breaths scattered all around, everyone was digging for a day, and they were all exhausted.

　　 gave too little time for digging, so the cultivators gave themselves very little time to adjust. Most of them cross-legged to adjust the time for a cup of tea, and then hurriedly played.

　　In the blink of an eye, there are only two days left after three days. No one can rest like Chu Chen with "reasonable" rest.

　　 So even if the night is getting deeper and deeper, everyone is still trying to find and excavate ancient relics using various methods.

　　The green-robed old man seems to be the one with the strongest desire to survive, and the one who fights the most.

　　 didn't even sit down and adjust his breath. After a miss, he quickly went on the road again. Chu Chen felt like an old dog, carefully observing every inch of the land in the canyon, measuring the canyon step by step.

　　 Everyone felt that if anyone in this group could find the ruins, it would be the green-robed old man—the black blood ancestor.

　　 Not everyone in this group of monks fights alone like the green-robed old man.

　　Some of them formed teams in twos and threes to dig together.

　　 Two righteous disciples wearing blue and black robes and blue and white robes joined hands to excavate, and the two worked together to stimulate the spiritual power of the whole body, and the Taoist spiritual power of the two was combined.

　 　 combined the strength of the two, volleyed a spar hoe, forming a blue spiral in mid-air, wrapped in the spar hoe, spinning fast, digging the ground like a drill.

　　The land in this canyon has secret power. The land made of spar and gravel is extremely hard, and it is almost like an earth made of iron sand.

　　 A spar hoe, with the momentum of a spiral, continues to descend, digging out countless flying black soil, the momentum is extremely shocking.

　　 To Ye Man, the young woman in red, who was supported by Chu Chen, he also fulfilled his promise, and even helped Chu Chen dig.

　　 She stood proudly in front of a piece of black soil, and after mobilizing her spiritual power, her spiritual power, which was as bright as a maple leaf, turned into countless light red butterflies around her.

　　The red spirit fire illuminates the world of one party!

　　Those fiery red butterflies are like shooting stars. Although they look soft and lovely, they have sharp edges.

　　 Each butterfly is like a sharp dagger.

　　 When tens of thousands of red butterflies swept out in a mighty torrent, they immediately formed an invincible pillar of spiritual power.

　　 Without using a spar hoe, those hard and extremely difficult-to-dig spar soils quickly become like sandy soil under the cutting of the butterfly blade.

　　 Her method is efficient, let alone two people, the combined digging speed of three people is not as good as hers.

　　 The monks guarding Chu Chen to her death made her even more speechless.

　　 "Damn, the Lingxi boy is really fateful, there is such a strong person to protect him."

　　 The fat monk looked at Ye Man’s methods from a distance, and he was envious and jealous. "I can’t learn how to eat soft food with Xiaobailian. I can only rely on myself. I have to prove that I can be better than ten Xiaobailian. ."

　　In addition to his own hoe, the fat monk asked someone for another spar hoe.

　　 He seemed to want to prove himself, and put the two hoes together, he actually used a small two-piece formation.

　　His hands are red and blue, and at the same time they release the spiritual power of fire and ice.

　　 The two kinds of spiritual powers with completely different attributes produced a series of small spiritual power explosions under his control, which made the speed of digging suddenly accelerated.

　　, the monk on the side could not help but look at him with admiration.

　　 Everyone stopped digging, and the first day passed completely like this.

　　 The biggest difference between the second day and the first day is that most monks have come up with a countermeasure to deal with the difficulty of digging the spar sand in the canyon.

　　 However, the speed of digging has been increased, but the bearing has not collided.

　　 a whole day passed, and no one found a trace of the ruins.

　　The land entrenched by the cultivators has been dug full of holes.

　　The person with the strongest cultivation base even dug a huge hole with a depth of one hundred feet, and nothing has been gained, making everyone more desperate.

　　 After nightfall, the mood of all the monks darkened with the sky, like falling into the abyss.

　　 one by one stopped weakly, everyone's face was full of sadness.

　　 The people who broke the formation in nine days gave only three days, and now it is almost two days past.

　　 Now that there is one day and one night left, if there are no traces of the ancient ruins, then I am afraid that I will face the punishment of breaking the formation for nine days!

　　No survivor, is it a destined ending?

　　 "Smelly boy, we're working hard, don't you stay here for another whole day?"

　　 When the fat monk Qian Hao saw the old **** Chu Chen cross-legged and closed his eyes again, he blew up with an unknown anger.

　　 Even if there was a young woman in red, Ye Man, Qian Hao couldn't bear Chu Chen.

　　 He stared at Chu Chen, his small eyes radiated a cold light,

　　 "Do you know that if the time is up, if we haven't found the trace of the ruins, we will be killed by all the people in the Nine Heavens Breaking Array!"

　　 His fat face flushed red, and his fingers pointing at Chu Chen kept trembling with excitement, "And all of this is caused by you! If it weren't for the displeasure of the overseer you provoked, how could we? Only three days!"

　　 The monks around this time nodded in unison.

　　 A sneer flashed across the corner of Chu Chen's mouth and slowly opened his eyes.

　　In an instant, a shining glow shot from his eyes, dazzling like a cold electricity.

　　Fat monk Qian Hao suddenly felt a sudden burst in his heart. A chill came from his back, and he couldn't help but step back three steps.

　　 He frowned involuntarily, wondering why?

　　 This little guy whose cultivation base is only in the realm of Lingxi~IndoMTL.com~ The look in his eyes actually makes him feel a faint fear.

　　 Why am I afraid of him?

　　 Qian Hao was puzzled, but his face was tight, so I can’t show any fear!

　　 As the saying goes, if you lose, you don’t lose. In response to Chu Chen’s gaze coming from like electricity, Qian Hao lightly snorted: “What? Did I say something wrong? You caused the trouble, but he didn’t do anything. To make up for things, staying motionless for two days in a row! How interesting are you? A big man, hiding behind a woman, watching us desperately."

　　Chu Chen faintly brushed the dust on his shoulders, without much words, stood up coldly, and walked towards Qian Hao by everyone's destiny.

　　The cultivators were stunned for a moment. I don’t know what medicine is sold in the gourd of the little cultivator of Lingxi?

　　 Is he going to provoke the fat monk?

　　 trouble him?

　　 Qian Hao was taken aback, watching Chu Chen approaching him, and laughed pretentiously, "Why, you still want to do something against me? Lao Tzu is the cultivation base of the mid-term Linghe. You, the Lingxi realm boy, haven’t caught it, you...if you have a seed, let go!"

　　 He roared, and his body trembled uncontrollably. ...

　　

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