"Chen Xinghe is here!"

"So fast? What's the Fifth Sword Sect doing?"

"Hmph, that old guy from the Fifth Sword Sect is extremely sloppy and has a peace with the person named Chen."

"No fight?"

"Yes, there was no fight! But Chen Xinghe fought in Yefo Sect. Although he won, he would probably suffer losses."

"Oh! This guy was so big that he couldn't lose his head all at once. It's not that we didn't pay attention to it, but that his speed was so fast that we didn't react."

"It's too late to say anything now, so I can only ask Yan Poso out."

"The sect has a bad situation, and the world is extremely unfortunate."

Suddenly, a breeze came.

Chen Xinghe was standing on the Zhoutian Tower of Jintianzong in his marble shoes.

"Qing... Emperor Qingtian?"

"He is really here, how could he arrive so quickly and with the news!"

"It's very good and extraordinary. If I waited for action in the past, I could have abused this bastard. Now I'm afraid I can't even lift up any waves."

"What's the use of saying this? Regret not when you were! Regret not when you were the first one!"

Chen Xinghe looked around and said coldly: "The Emperor of Qingtian Sect is here, can't you come out to greet him? After so many years, it seems that you have forgotten who you are."

"Who are we?" A gray-clothed monk with sharp teeth and cold eyes came to the air.

Chen Xinghe looked at the other party and sneered: "You are my servants of Qingtian Sect!"

"Slave? Chen Xinghe, you really dare to say it." The gray-clothed monk had already arrived near Chen Xinghe and suddenly raised his hand to reveal three silver needles.

This needle is very thin and long, trembling and seems to be spiritual.

The next moment, the silver needle actually pierced the immortal armor and penetrated Chen Xinghe's body.

That's the immortal armor. After being tempered by huge power, he couldn't stop the three divine needles?

"Hahaha! Is it surprising or not, but this is just the beginning." Three silver needles appeared in the hands of the gray monk.

Chen Xinghe looked carefully and commented: "This needle is indeed very unique. The fairy armor and the magic armor cannot stop it."

"Haha, are you scared?" Three silver needles pierced in quickly.

"How many needles do you want to pierce?"

"Not many, twenty-eight, locking the body and shrinking the soul. Even if you are a Mahayana monk, you will not be able to be resurrected smoothly."

"Okay, sting! I want to see how you lock it!" Chen Xinghe's eyes were extremely bright, as if the silver needle was not piercing him, but on the wooden stake.

"You can't move anymore. No one has been locked by me for so many years and can still move."

"Really?" Chen Xinghe smiled, his body suddenly vibrated, and six silver needles actually shook, pulling them out little by little.

"This?" The gray-clothed monk was shocked. As his face changed suddenly, he quickly stabbed more silver needles, nine, twelve, fifteen...

In the blink of an eye, twenty-seven silver needles pierced into Chen Xinghe's body, and he was really unable to move.

"How is it? I know you are amazing, but these twenty-eight life-seeking needles have never disappointed me."

Chen Xinghe was not panicked at all and exclaimed: "Sure enough, there are some tricks that lock people and lock them very well."

"Are you not afraid?"

"I'm afraid or not, there are only twenty-seven silver needles, you said there are twenty-eight in total."

"Hmph, there is no need for the twenty-eighth one."

"Is that true?" Chen Xinghe sneered, shaking his body again, and something that the man in gray would never dare to imagine happened. Twenty-seven silver needles were pulled upwards.

"No! I didn't expect you to reach this level!" The gray-clothed monk quickly held his breath and took out a cold light with great care.

Chen Xinghe was slightly surprised. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the gray-clothed monk pointing out.

"Puff..." The twenty-eight divine needles pierced into the steel-like body without any obstacles and disappeared directly into the dantian.

"It's done!" The gray-clothed monk wiped away the cold sweat. The 28 magic needles were extraordinary. They were condensed by the extremely cold soul. They froze their fingers after holding them for a moment, not to mention that they could penetrate into the dantian. The locked body was not much different, not to mention that the ancient and modern times were not the same.

Chen Xinghe suddenly spoke, "This ice needle is indeed effective. If you don't pay attention, it's easy to get hit, but it's still a little short of using it on me."

"Ah? How is that possible?" The gray monk quickly took a few steps back and pointed forward and said, "You, you shouldn't be able to speak."

"The facts are in front of me. Can't I speak?" Chen Xinghe looked down at his body, and suddenly his body split into two and walked out from behind his fixed body.

It was originally Chen Xinghe, and now it was Chen Xinghe. This scene was incredible and unbelievable.

"You? You have been using a substitute? It's impossible, absolutely impossible. I have magical powers to lock it."

"That's because I stand with the substitute. No matter how you lock it, the position is the same! From the beginning when you stabbed the three silver needles, the substitute and I changed positions. As for these silver needles, although they pierced the immortal armor and the demon armor, they stopped in the immortal aura! Although I despise Qingtian Sect, I dare not underestimate any opponent. Now I send you to the Immortal Screen to conquer the Dharma."

Before the gray-clothed monk could escape, Chen Xinghe had stretched out his right hand and grabbed the guy, and forced him to the ground the next moment.

After imprisoning this guy, Chen Xinghe glanced around and said, "I, Emperor Qingtian, came here and sent such a guy here? Didn't you take me seriously?"

As he said that, he stepped out.

"Boom..." Collapse! Big collapse!

The most important palace group of Jintian Sect fell into the earth, leaving only a Zhoutian Tower standing here.

The forbidden formation here no longer exists for a moment.

"Is there no one in Jintian Sect? Then I'm not polite. Today I will kill you and you will be decisive."

With such compulsion, the person who could speak in Jin Tianzong finally couldn't sit still.

"My name is Yan Poso!" A female cultivator had stood on the Zhoutian Tower for some time, with her as the center, the world changed color.

White, everything is white, trees turn white, stones turn white, and all around it turns white. Except for Chen Xinghe maintaining the original color, there is no trace of variegation in other places.

"Are you the owner of Jintian Mirror? As far as we know below, this mirror has a special identity in the sect and controls almost all matters. If you are not its owner, then forget it!"

"Forget it? Why should fellow Taoist be obsessed with the Jintian Mirror? Here is the person who can speak well in Jintian Sect."

"Hmph, don't fool me. Except for Yefo Sect, I forced a little novice monk, which of the five major sects, including my Qingtian Sect, has no mastermind behind the scenes? I don't know what went wrong. Jintian Sect, who was originally like a slave, actually had the courage to resist his master. Those things were not something I should care about. My purpose was very simple, that is, let Jintian Sect kneel down again and worship at the feet of Qingtian Sect."

"Impossible, how can you shake the foundation of my Jintian Sect?" Yan Posu spread his arms and used all his strength to shrink the white, but her figure stagnated and her eyes widened.
Chapter completed!