Chapter 43: The vampire demon is rich!

The other three Taiyi Sect disciples also turned around and looked at Chen Zheng riding on the crane. They all looked puzzled and obviously did not know him.

It should be known that those who followed the true disciples to search for Bai Haichan's trace under Yuhua Sect this time were all inner disciples of Taiyi Sect, totaling several hundred people, and most of them knew each other.

Even if we are not familiar with each other, we have met.

But Chen Zheng was a stranger, they had never met him before.

"I know, this beast must be the blood-sucking devil who killed Senior Brother Ma. What he is wearing is Senior Brother Ma's clothes!"

One of the four women seemed to have thought of something, her eyes widened, and she pointed at Chen Zheng and shouted loudly.

"You know too much."

Before the woman finished her words, Chen Zheng's cold gaze fell on her and he flicked his right index finger slightly.

With a whoosh sound, an airflow formed by finger force shot out, cutting through the void and going straight to the woman's forehead.

"what……"

The woman was hit between the eyebrows instantly, bleeding profusely. She howled miserably, and her body, along with the flying sword under her feet, fell from mid-air without a sound.

"not good!"

"This blood-sucking demon is a cultivator with magical powers. We can't defeat him. Let's go!"

Seeing their fellow disciple being killed by Chen Zheng with just a flick of his finger, the other three Taiyi disciples all turned pale and did not dare to stay for even a second. They turned around and left on their respective flying swords.

But Chen Zheng had already snapped his fingers again, and with three whoosh sounds, three more streams of air shot out from his fingertips, so fast that the three men could not react in time, and each stream hit them between their eyebrows.

The three of them froze and fell from the air along with the flying swords, landing in the black mud.

After killing the man, Chen Zheng clapped his hands, sat leisurely on the crane's back, and casually ordered the crane: "Little Crane, go down and search the body."

With his current strength, he can exert tremendous power in every move he makes. Every breath he exhales can form an airflow similar to a "flying sword", which shoots out through the air for more than ten or twenty miles before dissipating. Killing a few physical secret realm warriors is as easy as stepping on ants.

This is similar to the magical powers of a cultivator. No wonder others mistakenly think that Chen Zheng is a cultivator with supernatural powers.

Of course, the magic power of a cultivator must be more condensed, more lethal, and more controllable, far beyond the reach of airflow.

Moreover, the magic power of a cultivator of the first level of supernatural power is at least seventy horses, which is much stronger than Chen Zheng's physical strength of fifty horses.

but.

If a cultivator with the first level of supernatural power wanted to kill Chen Zheng, it would not be so easy.

"okay!"

The crane's eyes sparkled as it swooped down towards the four bodies on the ground, stretching out its two claws and groping around the four people with ease.

Soon, four mid-grade spiritual flying swords and four gourds containing elixirs were found by Xianhe and handed over to Chen Zheng.

The four gourds contained more than 500 Yuanying Pills. Chen Zheng gave 200 pills to Xianhe so that he could eat them as candy beans when he had nothing to do.

Two hundred Yuanying Pills, converted into Baiyang Pills, would be worth twenty thousand, enough to buy a top-grade spiritual weapon, but Chen Zheng casually gave him a mount as a reward.

If the disciples of Yuhua Sect knew about this, who knows how many people would go crazy with envy.

She even cried and begged Chen Zheng not to ride the crane anymore and just let him ride her directly.

The crane was also very happy, secretly sighing that being able to be a mount for such a generous master as Chen Zheng was a blessing he had earned in eight lifetimes.

At the same time, it is melancholy.

Because it was not Chen Zheng's mount, but was borrowed by Xuyueer from Jialan Peak.

After the trip to the underground world is over, Chen Zheng will return to Yuhuamen, and it will also return to Jialan Peak.

"Oh, it would be great if I were Brother Chen's mount." The crane sighed and beat his chest and stamped his feet.

"Little Crane, go take a look over there." Chen Zheng didn't know what the crane was thinking. After draining the blood of the four Taiyi disciples, he drove it away and continued to search for prey.

The wealth of Taiyi Sect's disciples far exceeds that of disciples from other sects. If one could snatch up another seventy or eighty of them and obtain their Nascent Soul Pills and spiritual weapons, one would be able to collect enough money to buy a treasure.

A treasure is a truly powerful magic weapon, it has great power and can easily cut down mountains and break peaks.

If Chen Zheng could possess a treasure, he would be able to make up for his shortcomings and truly compete with the monks with supernatural powers.

Since then.

The man and the crane started a massive sweep. Any disciple of Taiyi Sect they encountered would be instantly sucked dry by Chen Zheng, and then the crane would loot the treasures from their bodies.

One spiritual weapon after another, gourd after gourd of Nascent Soul Pills entered Chen Zheng's pocket.

Inspired by many Taiyi disciples who had become rich earlier, he finally became rich.

"Haha, I'm rich, I'm rich!"

The crane also followed suit and could not help laughing. Various gourds were hung around its neck, and for a moment it did not know which gourd contained the Nascent Soul Pill to eat.

With this batch of Nascent Soul Pills, after returning to Yuhua Gate, it will be able to greatly improve its strength in a short period of time, comparable to a tenth-level physical warrior.

Even like many Taiyi Sect disciples, he also possesses the strength of ten horses.

"Stop shouting and keep searching."

Chen Zheng reached out and knocked the complacent crane on the head, interrupting its fantasy.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder in the distance, like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth.

"Hide quickly."

Chen Zheng hurriedly commanded the crane to land, hid behind a large rock, and looked in the direction where the loud noise came from. His pupils suddenly shrank.

At the end of the sky, there was a rolling thundercloud that was hundreds of feet in size floating. Silver dragons as thick as water tanks were dancing wildly in the thundercloud, crackling and exploding non-stop, as if a catastrophe was about to happen.

Inside the thundercloud, at the center where the silver dragons intertwined, one could vaguely see a tall, majestic man wearing an eight-diagram purple-gold Taoist robe standing in the air, like an ancient thunder god.

As soon as he saw the thunder god-like man, Xianhe's eyes were filled with shock. "That's Xia Jiuxiao from Taiyi Sect. He practices the authentic Taoist supernatural power, Taiyi Divine Thunder Break! The three people who besieged him are Wan Haishan, a true disciple of Wangui Immortal Island, Xue Wuhen, a true disciple of Xueying Demon Sect, and Chi Lie, an elder of the underground demon clan."

Not bad.

Xia Jiuxiao, who was like the God of Thunder, was being besieged by three monks with magical powers, but he was not panicked at all. Instead, he laughed wildly as if he wanted to shatter the sky.

Silver dragons were tumbling around him, galloping across the sky, illuminating the dim underground world with a snow-white glow, and even forcing the three great monks with magical powers to retreat step by step.

One against three, gain the upper hand!
Xia Jiuxiao is definitely not an ordinary cultivator with magical powers.

"let's go."

Chen Zheng watched for a while and knew that the fight between the four people was most likely caused by himself, the "blood-sucking devil".

He immediately rode the crane back quickly, flying towards the abyss crack that led to the underground world.

This trip has been quite rewarding and successful, so there is no need to stay and take risks any longer.

Soon, the man and the crane moved away from the place where the four monks with magical powers were fighting, and came to the bottom of the huge crack leading to the surface.

"what?"

Chen Zheng was about to let the crane fly up, but he found seven cranes rushing towards this direction in the distance.

There were eight familiar people sitting on the crane's back.

(End of this chapter)

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