newbobooks Chapter 119 Karma Fire
Chapter 119 Karma Fire
Lu Yin quickly noticed the abnormality, his face flushed, and he was somewhat displeased.
What just happened? How did Chen An suddenly gain the power of the Nascent Soul stage?
Elder Mingsan also glanced at him sideways. His disciple was mysterious and unpredictable, but it was really hard to believe that he could steal Cui Ziliu's power with just one contact.
However, when it comes to spiritual practice, everyone has their own path. Since things have come to this point, he has nothing more to say. Even if it is a crooked or unorthodox path, it cannot be considered a bad thing if used properly.
Lu Yin raised his hands slightly, and a pair of tiger-shaped spears appeared in his hands. They were six inches long, with each of the two ends being three inches long spearheads.
The crane beneath him vanished into thin air, and he fell vertically down.
The burly man, nearly two meters tall, stood with his back to Chen An. His crimson armor complemented the thick fog from before. He wore an earring made of three bloodstones on his left earlobe, while his right earlobe was torn and drooped beside his neck.
He slowly turned around and met Chen An's gaze.
Her phoenix eyes were exceptionally beautiful, with slightly upturned corners and a captivating charm. The amber color in the center of her eyes occupied most of the space, like a top-grade jade inlaid on glass. Just one glance was enough to take your breath away.
Her lips parted slightly, touched up and down a few times, and she uttered the words: "Chen An, I've heard of your name."
The sound was like a cool breeze on a hot summer day, brushing against a flushed cheek and leaving a refreshing coolness that made the body tremble uncontrollably.
No, should that face be like that from behind? No!
"What, you like my face?" A hint of excitement flashed in Lu Yin's eyes; his face was quite valuable.
Chen An squinted, his emotions unfathomable, but Lu Yin didn't care.
Demonic cultivators defy the heavens; those who can break through to the Nascent Soul stage have done so by stepping on the very heavenly Dao.
What he wants to say or what he wants to show off is none of anyone else's business, nor can anyone control him.
"My head comes from my wife, and my voice comes from my wife's husband. To this day, I have not found a more perfect existence."
Lu Yin became more and more excited as he spoke, to the point that his body trembled and his nostrils flared slightly.
"By the way, if you'd like, I can sew your nose onto this head. I promise, I'll treasure it."
Elder Mingsan couldn't understand it at all. He drank every day, and his nose was always red. How could Lu Yin have such poor taste?
Lu Yin stared intently at Chen An, and upon sensing the unusual expression beside her, she immediately saw through Elder Ming San's thoughts.
His teeth chattered, and the creaking of his knuckles was somewhat eerie: "Old man, do you want to die?"
Elder Mingsan was finally relieved. It turned out that what Lu Yin, that pervert, wanted wasn't his nose, but Chen An's.
No, Chen An's won't work either. Although they're no longer master and disciple, they were still master and disciple after all.
He turned to stare at Chen An and said earnestly, "Looks like you'd better watch your nose."
Chen An chuckled and bowed slightly to Elder Ming San, saying, "Thank you for the reminder."
Lu Yin's head trembled uncontrollably. The two people in front of him dared to joke. "Interesting. Looks like they don't take me seriously."
"Hahaha, hahaha, hahahahahahaha."
The strange laughter was somewhat shrill. Chen An didn't know why all the demonic cultivators liked to laugh like that. Not only did it not scare people, but it would also be very embarrassing if someone with a low threshold for laughter were to be mocked.
Elder Mingsan naturally didn't tolerate Lu Yin's behavior, interrupting his laughter with a series of attacks and leaving a red mark on his neck.
Although there was no bleeding, it was still very noticeable on that fair skin.
Lu Yin took a half step back, mustered all his strength, and charged forward with his Tiger-Mounted Block. His strength was immense, and the space around him was torn apart.
Seeing the two fighting more and more fiercely, Chen An used his spiritual power to glance at Meng Huan in the distance, then took a few steps back and left the battlefield.
Before half an incense stick had burned, the Heavenly Karmic Fire surged up from the ground of the Yihe Sect, its momentum extremely fierce.
Influenced by the formation, Cui Min was instinctively slightly stronger than Meng Huan and managed to hold out until now. When he saw fire appear, he was overjoyed.
His magic relies heavily on fire; if he can use this power, taking down Meng Huan will not be a problem.
Seeing Meng Huan launch another attack, he did not hesitate to use all his strength to unleash dozens of slashes.
Taking advantage of the moment when Meng Huan was dealing with the situation, he introduced the karmic fire from the ground into his body.
A warm current enveloped the spiritual energy within his body, causing it to flow freely. An unprecedented sense of exhilaration supported his limbs, enabling him to launch one deadly attack after another with fluidity.
Meng Huan was unable to defend himself, and within twenty moves, he was forced to retreat dozens of meters.
Just as he was wondering why Chen An had suddenly changed the formation, Cui Min in front of him stood still.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he turned and swept his sword, striking Cui Min squarely in the side.
Unexpectedly, Cui Min did not fly away, but remained standing motionless in the same spot.
Blood flowed from his nostrils, down his lips, down his chin, down his chest, and finally dripped onto the ground.
Meng Huan was about to press his advantage and kill Cui Min when Chen An suddenly appeared and stopped him.
"you want?"
Chen An smiled and said, "I won't let him off easily. Don't worry, go help my master."
Seeing this, Meng Huan didn't waste any words and went to Lu Yin's place.
As usual, Chen An asked the other party, even though he knew the other party was unwilling to be a servant. After receiving a negative answer, he placed his hand on the other party's chest without hesitation.
A moment later, a novel power surged within Chen An's body, and a red light traveled throughout his entire body, leaving a mark wherever it went.
Having confirmed that Cui Min could not break free from the shackles of the karmic fire, Chen An patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are really brave, but you are also really stupid. You let other people's power enter your body and wander freely. You can't blame anyone else for losing."
A chill emanated from Cui Min's mouth. He wanted to explain, but the chill of the karmic fire rose from the ground and spread throughout every inch of his meridians.
Perhaps he never imagined that one day he would fall victim to the very fire he was most skilled at.
However, his defeat due to fire was predetermined from the start. Someone skilled in fire was the one who understood fire the least, believing that fire could only burn others with high temperatures, which was truly laughable.
"Sect Leader, tens of thousands of demonic cultivators have suddenly appeared on the east side."
"Sect Leader, 50,000 demonic cultivators have appeared on the west side."
Two voices came at the same time, and Chen An found it hard to calm down. The tens of thousands of demonic cultivators on the east side were manageable, but the fifty thousand demonic cultivators on the west side were all elite, and Yao Lu could not defend them.
Although the formation enhanced everyone's strength by more than one level, the oriole led by Lu Yin was truly despicable.
"Hua Yuan, lead 30,000 demonic cultivators to the west."
"Xile, you and Zheng west should go and help too."
In an instant, the main battlefield, which should have been overwhelming the Cui family and the demonic cultivators, became difficult to navigate.
"Release me, and we can deal with the demonic cultivators together first."