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Chapter 345 The Eighth Generation Profound Master

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    "Huh? Compass?"

    Ye Chentian's eyes lit up, and he saw a compass hanging on Liu Lao's waist, and immediately decided to grab it.

    Although it was precisely because of this compass that Mr. Liu was hunted down by many phantoms, but this compass can help the Liu family find this tomb.

    That being the case, Ye Chentian is not a kind-hearted person. Immediately, fierce profound energy gushed out from both hands, and with a grasp from the air, he took the compass from Old Liu's body.

    At this moment, Mr. Liu has been wrapped around his whole body by the black silk mist. The mist seems to have a spirit, and it turns into sharp needles, piercing directly into Mr. Liu's body.  Afterwards, Mr. Liu's eyes could not see the white pupils, and they were gradually swallowed by black air, and his eyes were already pitch black.

    "Roar!"

    Mr. Liu let out a phantom roar, sharp and tearing, he had completely turned into a phantom, staring closely at the compass in Ye Chentian's hand.

    "Walk!"

    Ye Chentian was extremely decisive, so he turned around and fled immediately. These phantoms couldn't be killed. Although their strength was not very good, every time the person who attacked them swung a profound energy, they could be swallowed by them and become nourishment, making the phantoms even stronger.

    The phantom transformed by Mr. Liu roared ferociously, and his figure jumped, following behind Ye Chentian without any delay. The face without muzzle and nose only had a big mouth, and bit Ye Chentian.

    "Beast!"

    Ye Chentian is only at the sixth level of Concentration, which is a bit behind the phantom transformed by Liu Lao, and the phantom itself is extremely fast, so now he has to stop and fight.

    I saw that Ye Chentian's arms were densely covered with flame demon scales, like armor, and the imprints left by the full-armed great ape blood on both arms were instantly agitated, emitting a dazzling bright light.

    Since you can't use profound energy to deal with Phantom, Ye Chentian can also rely on blood energy to deal with it.

    Boom¡ª¡ª

    The force of 100,000 catties instantly bombarded the phantom transformed by Liu Lao, and the force was transmitted layer by layer, like ripples rippling when a stone was thrown into the paper, pushing forward layer by layer, smashing the phantom body.

    "Roar!"

    How can this phantom withstand such power, the black energy that swallowed Mr. Liu was a little separated, and Ye Chentian almost blasted Mr. Liu out of the phantom with one punch.

    At this time, Mr. Liu is no longer a living person. Although he still has the breath of life, his eyes are pitch-black, and his face is covered with needles made of black silk, depriving him of the profound energy in his body.

    With just one punch, the phantom flew out and slammed into the obsidian wall.

    At this time, Ye Chen discovered that the shadow reflected on the obsidian wall was still there, and the shadow on Liu Laocheng's phantom still looked like Old Liu, but this shadow was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing crazily to Ye Chentian.

    With this appearance, it looks like a person suffering from pain and suffering, begging others to kill him and be free from the world.

    But Phantom forcibly took Ye Chentian's 100,000-jin punch. Even though it was a little ferocious, it didn't hurt at all. He was just a mass of Qi attached to Mr. Liu.  Devour profound energy.

    Not long after, Phantom stood up again, roared ferociously at Ye Chentian, and rushed over again.

    "It's really difficult!"

    Ye Chentian's eyes froze, and an extremely hot flame suddenly appeared in his hand, surging with the breath of destruction.

    Since pure physical strength can't deal with this kind of phantom, then use the fire that all evil spirits are afraid of!

    Poof.

    Ye Chentian shot out the calamity fire in his hand, and a small group of burning calamity fire roared towards him. The phantom, who was startled, screamed in fear and avoided the calamity fire.

    Even ordinary people need to avoid this kind of flame, let alone a creature like phantom.

    However, Jiehuo is not so easy to dodge!

    The corner of Ye Chentian's mouth was outlined, and the soul controlled Jiehuo to come back in an instant, and the phantom pierced directly from the back.  The black silk mist tainted with the destructive aura of calamity fire was instantly ignited, burning continuously in this space.

    Ye Chentian was originally an alchemy person, this kind of flame was controlled by her, and she stood there without fear, watching the robbery fire burn this phantom.

    The phantom struggled violently, and the black silk mist receded quickly like a tide, struggling on the ground made of obsidian, turning into a small ball of liquid, rolling up and down, trying to get rid of the burning of the fire.

    However, the black mist on Mr. Liu's body receded, but he was still stained by the fire. In an instant, only a pile of ashes was left on the ground, which was completely incomparable to the black mist.

    Ye Chentian smiled coldly, finally it wasWhat are you afraid of, but now you are only concentrating on the strength of the sixth floor, how can you resist it.

    The eighth-generation Xuanshi who was surging with black energy shot out an iron chain, roaring out like a swimming dragon. If Ye Chentian was shot, it was very likely that it would be pierced directly.

    "Roar!"

    Mu Qingjiao, who was silent on Ye Chentian's arm, roared suddenly, his huge body filled the entire obsidian passage, and the iron chain in the hands of the eighth-generation Xuanshi slammed on Mu Qingjiao's body.

    Just one blow, although it failed to penetrate, but the seemingly ordinary impact immediately made Mu Qingjiao's aura sluggish.

    "This thing can take away profound energy!"

    Ye Chentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and he felt bad instantly.  The most important thing for a practitioner is profound energy, and the eighth generation of profound masters can directly draw away the profound energy, so how can they fight against the enemy?

    The corner of Ye Chentian's eyes turned cold, and he took Mu Qingjiao back into his arm.  Of course, Mu Qingjiao, who was sluggish, couldn't fight any more. Ye Chentian suppressed the tumbling sea of ??Qi in his dantian, his whole body was tightly covered with flame demon scales, and the imprint on his arm shone with dazzling light.

    "Since I can't use my profound energy, I can only use my physical strength!"

    Ye Chentian flicked his figure, even though he closed his cultivation base of profound energy, his speed did not slow down at all.

    The eighth-generation mystic has long since lost his sanity. He kept chanting something, and when he flipped his palm, a chain burst out from his body. Black silk mist entangled with a sharp luster.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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