FWF Chapter 1508 Emperor Huozhen
Chapter 1508 Emperor Huozhen
Chapter 1508 Emperor Huozhen
Cyanwood Mountain, halfway up the mountain.
Luo Chen sat on the ground, Mu Yan and Mu Nan stood behind him, and the surrounding monks stood with their hands behind their backs. Although there was no surge of inner energy, there was a dreadful aura exuding invisible.
These people are all top experts in the surrounding cities.
It's not young people like Mu Yan and Mu Nan, but real masters who are about the same age as Luo Chen, and some of them are even direct descendants of the Yaoshen Pavilion.
After all, there are real interests in this competition for royal medicine.
Being able to snatch the royal medicine and swallowing the king medicine will definitely increase the cultivation base. The king medicine is one of the trump cards given to the Yaoshen Pavilion by the Taoist alchemy sect.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the foundation of the development of the Yaoshen Pavilion.
Luo Chen raised his head and looked into the bottomless abyss, his eyes flashing with a hint of contemplation.
The effect of this royal medicine was even greater than Luo Chen's expectations. Even a rabbit would have to become a spirit after sleeping in such a dense place with spiritual energy for hundreds of thousands of years.
What's more, there is still a precious pill stored in this canyon, and every ten years there will be new treasure pills added by new heaven, material and earth treasures.
"Humph."
The corner of Luo Chen's mouth curled up. The Medicine God Pavilion would naturally not be able to do such things as killing chickens and taking eggs, but Luo Chen would not care so much when he was here today.
"Boy, you are blocking my way."
Just as Luo Chen was thinking, a rough voice came from Luo Chen's ear, and a strong bearded man stood behind Luo Chen, his gestures exuded a fierce look.
It's a little bit of a concern—there is no one around this strong man, it seems that everyone is afraid of this man and shuns him.
"Isn't this Huo Wuji? The so-called chief disciple No.1, descended from Binghuo's lineage, this person's temper is not very good. There are so many places nearby, but he insists on walking in a straight line and throwing others away. Run to the side."
"His cultivation level matches his temper. Except for the chief disciple and the emperor who is in the same line as Yimu, no one is his opponent."
One after another whispered in Luo Chen's ears, and through the surrounding discussions, Luo Chen also knew the identity of this man.
Huo Wuji is quite powerful in battle, even among the direct descendants of the Medicine God Pavilion, he can be called quite a powerful existence.
"I'm afraid that person will have to flee in despair."
Another murmur sounded, revealing everyone's thoughts.
However, what everyone didn't expect was that Luo Chen still maintained the posture of sitting on the ground, with his eyes slightly closed.
"Stinky boy, didn't you hear me?"
Huo Wuji walked towards Luo Chen step by step, a rather strong inner breath overflowed from his body.
Those who kept a distance from him took a few steps back after feeling the momentum.
Huo Wuji came behind Luo Chen, raised his foot to kick Luo Chen into the bottomless abyss.
Just when Huo Wuji's legs were only an inch away from Luo Chen, a female voice sounded from a distance, faint and faint, although the voice was not loud, it could be heard in everyone's ears with the same volume.
"In my eyes, the only opponents in this competition are you and Huomama, but I didn't expect that you don't seem to think so."
The moment the sound sounded, the entire space fell into a deathly silence.
"This is the voice of the Son of Heaven!?"
A surprised sound sounded, revealing the identity of the speaker.
The Son of Heaven, a new genius of the Yimu lineage, after the fall of Mu Weifeng, the Son of Heaven rose up with a strong posture, and instantly became the No.1 of the younger generation of the Yimu lineage.
The most frightening thing is - the emperor successfully practiced the martial art that no one has mastered for nearly a thousand years - Daqianmu Spiritual Art.
The reason why the Yimu lineage is inferior to the Binghuo lineage is most likely because the difficulty of practicing the Daqianmu spiritual art is far beyond the acceptable range of normal people.
The Son of Heaven has become No. 1 in the millennium, shouldering the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the Yimu lineage, and even being able to compete with the chief disciple.
This competition for the royal medicine seems to be more interesting than ever.
"It's just a great thousand wood spirit technique. My Binghuo lineage's fighting technique is already superior to your Yimu lineage's. Even if you successfully practice this technique, what's the problem?"
Just when everyone was stunned, a voice came from the sky.
Look carefully.
A crimson meteor fell from the sky, this meteor precisely hit Luo Chen not far away, and stone chips were flying around.
After a few breaths, a figure walked out of the center of the explosion.
The one that fell was not a meteorite, but a living monk—— Huo Zhen, the chief disciple of the Yaoshen Pavilion.
After Huozhen appeared, there was a burst of screams and shouts.
These screaming people are all women, each of them is not strong in cultivation, but their appearance is quite good. As Huo Zhen is the chief disciple of Yaoshen Pavilion, there are not too many women who want to have a relationship with him.
"Huo is really the owner of the Holy Fire Dharma Body, definitely not a bad hand, the young man who has dominated the entire Medicine God Pavilion for more than ten years."
"But now that the Son of Heaven is born, the two seem to be able to compete."
A series of discussions sounded.
The focus of everyone's discussion is nothing more than Huo Zhen and Tianzi. Of course, the hot-tempered Huo Wuji before also exists and is in the topic.
But when discussing Huo Wuji's situation, it is probably whether Huo Wuji can help Huo Zhen win when the emperor has the upper hand.
Although it wasn't intentional, there was a strong sense of mockery in it.
Huo Wuji clenched his fists tightly, and looked at Tian Zi and Huo Zhen with a hint of hostility, Huo Wuji was especially someone willing to live under others.
This time, Huo Wuji wanted to compete with the emperor and Huo Zhen in the competition for the royal medicine.
"Boy, you are lucky this time. If I didn't have more important things to deal with, your life would not belong to you now."
Huo Wuji looked at Luo Chen's back, and said with a tone of pride.
After finishing his words, Huo Wuji turned around and walked towards the direction where Huo Zhen was.
However, at the next moment, a voice sounded from behind Huo Wuji.
"You should be glad you stopped, otherwise your feet no longer belong to you."
The speaker was Luo Chen.
Hearing Luo Chen's words, Huo Wuji's footsteps just now stopped suddenly, he turned his head slowly, and looked at Luo Chen with quite a surprised gaze.
Huo Wuji pointed to himself and said aloud.
"Are you talking to me?"
"Otherwise is there anyone else?"
Luo Chen stood up slowly, fixed his indifferent eyes on Huo Wuji, and said word by word.
After Luo Chen finished speaking, the whole world fell into a slight stagnation, and a quiet needle could be heard.
No one thought that Luo Chen, who had been silent before, dared to speak provocatively when Huo Wuji was about to leave.
"You are courting death!"
Huo Wuji burst into anger, staring at Luo Chen firmly and said.
(End of this chapter)