Over the years, he had enough ridicule, contempt and disdain, and his hatred for the disciple who was taking advantage of the situation was hidden deep in his heart. However, as time went by, he gradually became numb, and his realm was getting lower and lower, and he was forced to move down from the higher level of Tianyun Peak. Even his attitude of his teacher became cold, which undoubtedly made him feel discouraged and lived in a daze all day long, as if he was crazy.

But at this moment, he suddenly had hope. Although the figure of the Lord Chen in front of him was not tall, there was a light full of confidence in his eyebrows. The other party claimed that he could help him. If he could really succeed, then what if he sold his life to this person? [..com]

Yuanli is the second life of a monk. As long as Lord Chen can remove the helpless secret force for him and rejuvenate him, he will definitely be the leader of the horse without any regrets.

He took a deep breath, sat in a wide chair as the other party's instructions, lowered his eyes, and felt full of expectations.

Chen Hao nodded, his right hand slowly poked out, pressed the Zuo Lanshan's meridian gate, and a series of upright and grand true energy entered his body along the other's meridians, trying to find out the reason for all this.

Along the way, the other party's meridians were withered and their true energy dried up. Only after Chen Hao's Yuan power was washed, a trace of vitality was regained. Black air struggled to rush out of the meridians, but in a blink of an eye, the golden river was wiped out.

Chen Hao frowned. How could such an aura appear in the good meridians? It is very familiar, but I can't remember it for a moment. However, what can be restrained by his own primordial power must be some kind of evil thing.

Could it be that an evil spirit cultivator injured him? But this is not in line with common sense. The latter is often cruel and ruthless, and he never leaves a living way. How can Zuo Lanshan survive until now?

He suppressed the doubts in his heart and continued to look forward. As the hidden black gas was driven away, Zuo Lanshan's originally waxy and thin face finally showed a hint of rosy. He let out a light hum in his mouth, not knowing whether it was comfort or pain.

Chen Hao was focused, of course he did not notice the situation outside. The Yuanli he sent out broke through the obstacles and finally arrived at a gloomy area. This was the meridian of the lower left rib of the other party, where he was initially injured.

However, the scene in front of him was shocked. A blue-black egg-like object grew between the dense meridians in front of him. The meridians were inserted horizontally and vertically like nutrient lines. The vitality was transported in, and a burst of strong soul fluctuations came from it. It seemed that something terrifying was slowly nurturing. If it broke the shell and was born, Zuo Lanshan would die in an instant.

Chen Hao divided golden threads to test what the egg was, but when he was about to touch the latter, the egg seemed to feel the crisis and vibrated gently. All the meridians were tensed, and as soon as there was another abnormal movement, it would be broken.

There was some trouble, Chen Hao thought to himself, and had to take back the gold wire that had been separated, with a little ugly face.

This matter was unexpectedly difficult. The other party would rather break his jade than make him lose his mind, leaving him like a mouse pulling a turtle and nowhere to start.

However, the aura emitted on this egg is the same as the black aura, which also makes him feel very familiar.

He immersed himself in his mind and went back to the long river of memory over and over again, hoping to remember this feeling again, because he vaguely felt that this seemed to be the key to solving the current dilemma.

Chen Hao frowned and stared at the front without turning his head, letting countless images pass by like a flash of time. He dared not relax at all. Laxation means he must start again.

Suddenly, he quickly raised his arm and pointed forward. An image freezes in the air, gradually changing from hazy to clear, and presents it in front of him to the fullest.

It turned out to be this thing! Chen Hao immediately changed his color after a glance. In the image was in a huge underground cave, with countless copper pillars standing in front of him, surrounded by blue and black aura moving like a puppet.

This is a demon slave! Chen Hao took a breath. The scene was clearly the heavenly prison of Qianhua City, and those demon slaves were all prisoners transformed by the aura of the terrifying demon sealed underground!

It turns out that this egg is a demon egg. No wonder the aura emitted is so familiar. Zuo Lanshan is not suffering from the dark force attacked by the soul monk, but a soul seed implanted by a big demon. Once this seed breaks out of the shell, it can easily control Zuo Lanshan's mind and transform it into an existence like a demon slave.

But this demon slave is much stronger than what he saw before, and is even equivalent to the clone of this big monster in some aspects.

This Supreme Sect is really surging undercurrents. First, the shadow pavilion penetrates, and now even the demon clan that has always been in a weak position has come to join in. No wonder the Nirvana Golden Bell rings, which turns out to be a sign of decline.

After commanding the entire Qingzhou for nearly ten thousand years, this big tree finally decayed. I just don’t know when it will collapse. Perhaps it is the prelude to the great disaster?

Chen Hao's thoughts were flashing, and for some reason he felt relieved. Perhaps he was because he saw that this huge sect was destined to be corrupt, and he felt less guilty about his plans. When the disaster was coming, he was just pushing his way to protect himself.

The decline of this supreme gate has become a stalemate, and no one can stop it. Even if the existence of the big hand transformed into that day can only delay it, and it still cannot stop the fate and roll over the wheels here.

Taking a deep breath, his mind was placed on the demon egg in Zuo Lanshan's body again, preparing to remove this object. After all, he had already responded before and should do his best. Although the demon egg in front of him was difficult, it was not impossible to solve it.

The Buddha's tongue is bright and the lotus flower can make many Buddhist students feel relaxed and happy and enlightened. However, those who do not have wisdom will undoubtedly listen to the garbled heavenly books. Apart from some enlightenment or deliberate scriptures, they will not only not gain anything after listening to them, but will become confused and sleepy.

There are many scriptures in the Consciousness Library. Although Chen Hao did not read them one by one, he could be exported to the Consciousness by just using the Consciousness to penetrate them, which eliminates the link of memory.

He murmured in his heart that golden words gently enveloped the demon egg, making waves of buzzing sounds. The latter was a little turbulent at first, but later it gradually subsided. There was even a holy light emitted from the egg shell, which seemed to have been successfully transformed by him.

Seeing that the black air disappeared without a trace, Chen Hao's heart was divided into two uses. While continuing to recite the scriptures, a seal was formed, and a villain condensed in the golden river. The villain was carrying a blue sword in his hand. When he moved his feet, he slashed straight towards the connection between the demon egg and the meridians.
Chapter completed!