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Chapter 732: The Power of Longyin Jue

After glanced around and measured the distance, Xiao Chen said softly: "Five hundred meters, it has expanded a lot from the previous few days. Keep working hard, first expanding the radiation range to one thousand meters, and then practicing the angle of sound wave radiation."

As for the later part, how to completely swipe the dragon power in the sound, you still need to continue to strengthen your practice.

After leaping, Xiao Chen disappeared into the night and began to continue looking for the next prey.

The spirit beasts outside the wild beast forest are not very powerful, and the strongest one is also a level 8 spirit beast. Xiao Chen can practice the Dragon Sound Art without any fear.

Of course, the luck is particularly bad. When encountering a powerful spirit beast that emerges from the inner circle, or other warriors who come here to take risks, the low-probability event is another matter.

On the quiet night, mysterious shouts sounded again, and the disturbing spirit beasts and the warriors walking on the night were both worried.

The sound was like the roar of a real dragon, and as amazing as thunder. Many spiritual beasts ran wildly, and the periphery of the beast forest was in chaos.

When it was dawn, the sound disappeared, and the situation of the humor gradually calmed down. However, many warriors had already made up their minds that they would not come to the Beast Forest again during this period.

Xiao Chen didn't know that he had made such a big noise, and sat cross-legged on a thick tree trunk, using his power to restore the consumed true energy.

I was not idle in my mind, and I carefully realized the achievements of my cultivation last night.

When a ray of mottled sunlight passed through the dense branches and leaves and hit Xiao Chen, he slowly opened his eyes.

Deep in the eyes, purple light flashed. Xiao Chen got up and breathed out a breath of turbid air, feeling refreshed, and the fatigue of last night was wiped out.

"Maybe, I'm too superficial. Since Long Yin Jue is specialized in restraining spiritual martial arts, the shock of the sound waves should not be the direction I'm mainly attacking."

He tested it many times last night and found it. No matter how much the true energy is consumed, it is difficult to improve the substantial lethality of the Dragon Sound Art, and it is quite difficult.

When Xiao Chen thought about this, there seemed to be a ray of light in his mind, which suddenly lit up, and many ideas became clear.

That’s right, the Dragon Sound Art should be supplemented by true essence and mental power. The True Dragon Sound must enter the other party’s sea of ​​consciousness to achieve the maximum power.

Since you are restraining your mental power and martial arts, how can you rely solely on consuming your true energy? You must also carry your mental power.

The practice of Purple Thunder Jue made Xiao Chen's mental power much higher than that of ordinary people. If it was really as Xiao Chen thought, the Dragon Sound Art can definitely be swung out in his hands, which is far from the power of his predecessors.

He did what he thought of, Xiao Chen jumped off the branch, and soon found an ordinary level seven spirit beast, Lightning bull, and the Dragon Sound Art was running in his body.

The mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness also boiled at the same time, waiting for the lightning bull to approach.

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, and he opened his mouth and shouted angrily. The voice of the true dragon blurted out. The mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly decreased by 30%. The dragon's power in the sound wave suddenly rose infinitely, as if a green dragon roared.

Buzz!

The lightning bull running towards him shook his mind and fell down like a lightning strike.

Xiao Chen jumped quickly and came to the Lightning Bull. After looking closely, he found that the Lightning Bull's vitality was still strong. However, his eyes were dull and his body was trembling. He had no combat power for the time being and could be slaughtered.

Xiao Chen looked happy and smiled, "It's true. Compared with warriors, the biggest advantage of spiritual beasts is the physical advantage. When I encounter powerful spiritual beasts in the future, I have more self-protection power, but I don't know what the effect will be on the Taoist warriors."

When a warrior reaches the level of the Martial Emperor, he will open up a sea of ​​consciousness. His mental power is not comparable to that of a spirit beast. It is probably a bit difficult to achieve such an effect on a warrior.

Seeing that the lightning bull seemed to recover, Xiao Chen mobilized his true energy and popped up a purple sword energy, and directly cut off his head.

After calming down, Xiao Chen continued to rush forward with clear goals and heading west.

In this way, Xiao Chen was rushing through the day, practicing the Dragon Sound Art at night, and occasionally unfolding the Qinglong sword drawing diagram to comprehend the Qing Emperor of Longmen.

As time passed day by day, Xiao Chen's Long Yin Jue became more and more proficient in the Qing Emperor's sword drawing technique, and seventy-two different directions were also revealed.

The mysterious scroll made him more surprised the deeper he went. No matter how comprehensive he thought, there would always be an unexpected knife that he "killed" him.

A month later, Xiao Chen calculated the distance and had already left several major states behind, and he had completely penetrated into the inner circumference of the Beast Forest.

The weakest spirit beasts in the inner circle are all at the eighth level, which can be compared with the strength of the top-grade Martial Queen.

The level nine spirit beasts can encounter a few from time to time. When encountering such spirit beasts, Xiao Chen's Dragon Sound Art will not have much effect, so he can only avoid them from far away to avoid trouble.

Be cautious all the way, Xiao Chen is safe and safe, without any danger. In fact, as long as he does not encounter a very rare level ten spirit beast, Xiao Chen can leave calmly.

After all, no matter how powerful the level nine spirit beast is, it is impossible for Bai Wuxue to be stronger. Now even Bai Wuxue can't stop Xiao Chen, so it is even more impossible for a level nine spirit beast.

After reaching the inner circumference, fewer and fewer warriors could be met, but once he occasionally encountered an adventurer, Xiao Chen was very energetic.

Warriors who dare to take risks in the inner circle must not be underestimated, and human hearts are sinister, and human warriors are far more terrifying than spiritual beasts.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen is not weak now, and outsiders cannot see through the depth and have no treasures in their body, so they have not had any chance to fight with human warriors.

On that day, Xiao Chen was walking in the forest path. Suddenly, a panic sound of footsteps came from the front, accompanied by footsteps, and a rapid breathing was also heard.

Xiao Chen only heard the sound and guessed that someone must have been chased, and the situation was not good.

He didn't want to cause any trouble, so he lit his toes and hid on the big tree next to him.

As Xiao Chen expected, a young man covered in scars and blood-stained robe appeared in his sight holding a long sword.

The cultivation level of the young swordsman is probably about the early stage of the lower-grade Martial Emperor, which is a bit puzzling. How could such strength appear in the inner circumference of the Beast Forest? This is no different from suicide.

Behind the young swordsman, five swordsmen in black clothes and with the same emblem embroidered on their chests were chasing him tightly, judging him and stubbornly.

Puchi!

The young swordsman was too seriously injured. Seeing the pursuit getting closer, he was in a panic and tripped on the ground by a piece of tree branches.

Five black-clad swordsmen smiled grimly, their bodies flashed, and they surrounded the young warriors in an instant.

"Okay, Situ Feng, do you think we dare not chase after you when we run to the inner circumference of the Beast Forest?" Five black-clad swordsmen laughed coldly for one person.

The young swordsman, with a frightened look, got up quickly, and his right hand holding the sword was trembling. In this case, he knew that his life would be lost here and he would have no way to survive.

"I'll fight with you too much."

Knowing that he could not escape death, the young swordsman Situ Feng's eyes dissipated, and rushed directly over with a fierce heart, fighting with the swordsman who was determined to die.

Above the sword edge, thunder light jumped, and as the sword light danced, there was a faint thunder roar, and the combination of the sword art artistic conception was also exquisite.

Perhaps the explosive power before death was too scary, and the five swordsmen in black did not want to be injured by a dying person.

With teasing eyes, Situ Feng's last true energy was consumed bit by bit.

Xiao Chen took a look and was too lazy to continue watching. Both sides were just as powerful as the lower-grade Martial Emperor. Such a battle was completely incomprehensible to Xiao Chen's eyes.

And he did not have the sympathy to save a stranger without knowing the details.

"Xiao Chen should not leave first, save the swordsman."

As soon as he raised his footsteps, Ao Jiao's voice sounded from the fairy ring, and Xiao Chen had to change his mind.

I was seriously injured, but how could the explosion before death last for how long?

Not long after, Situ Feng's momentum suddenly dropped in the eyes of the five black-clad swordsmen. His feet trembled, and the lightning of the sword's edge disappeared, and it was obvious that his true energy was completely exhausted.

"Kill him!" The man in black sneered and said to the four people behind him.

The four rays of sword light, hiding infinite murderous aura, cut off Situ Feng's body coldly, trying to cut it into four sections in half.

Situ Feng closed his eyes in despair, feeling regretful. If he hadn't been greedy for merit, he wouldn't have ended today. His life was gone, so what's the use of glory and wealth?

Bang bang bang bang!

The fist wind roared, four screams rang out, Situ Feng opened his eyes and saw it in shock.

Four black-clad swordsmen flew towards him, each spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and flew backwards backwards, with a distorted face and extremely painful.

A white-robed warrior appeared in front of him at some point, looking coldly ahead.

The swordsman in black looked shocked and looked at Xiao Chen with a little unpredictable look. The other party's cultivation was not much higher than his.

But in the middle of the attack, four low-ranking martial emperors were injured in one fell swoop and had no combat power.

I recalled in my mind that no master in Hunluo Prefecture can match the person in front of me, and I couldn't help but feel confused.

"Who is yours? Why is it that stops our Liu family from doing things in Qingfeng City?" asked the black-clad swordsman in deep voice.

Xiao Chen calmly lowered his hands, looked up at the other party and said, "You don't need to worry about who I am. You can't kill this person now."

Xiao Chen was also a little surprised. He showed off his thunder method when he took action, just to make the other party retreat.

After all, this place is close to the Hunluo Prefecture. If you offend some larger forces, it would be bad to cause trouble.

But the swordsman in black still did not retreat, but instead reported to the house. What big force is there in the nearby Liu family?

The black-clothed swordsman's eyes were circling and his mind was turning sharply. Xiao Chen defeated four low-grade martial emperors in his attack. He was definitely not his opponent.

However, the eldest young master was coming with his men. If he could delay it, with the eldest young master's strength, he would definitely be able to stop this person.
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