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Chapter 503 Who are they?

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    Divine consciousness without warning!

    Chen Wuxing's expression changed slightly, he strode sideways, and at the same time, his body was covered with five-color divine light, and he slapped his palm towards the sound of the wind.

    Boom~~~~

    There was a bang and force coming from Chen Wuxiu's palm, and his figure suddenly stopped.

    Immediately afterwards, he fell to the ground and flew out in the direction of the huge force.

    Flying hundreds of feet away, many weapons along the way were drawn and chased after him at high speed.

    One, two, three

    The weapons converged into a giant steel dragon, as if about to bite towards Chen Wuxian.

    Looking at this posture, as long as you stop, you will be torn to pieces in less than a second.

    At this time, another gust of wind hit Chen Wuxian in front of him, and gently slapped his face, but the weapons behind him fled in all directions as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

    Before Chen Wuxian could react, he flew in the opposite direction again.

    "Pfft"

    Spewing out a handful of blood, he returned to the spot, and at this moment, another gust of wind from the hedge struck again.

    He was caught in the middle of two winds. He thought he was going to die, but he watched the winds swirling left and right along his body.

    Not long after, with him as the center, a hurricane swept across the ten directions, and the scattered weapons were swept back one after another.

    The hard ground is cracked with countless cracks, tens of thousands of feet long, and the whole earth seems to be reduced to dust at any moment.

    The only place that is the most peaceful is where Chen Wuxing is.

    He looked around blankly, "What kind of trouble is this?"

    Chance?  Danger?

    he does not know!

    Because he couldn't see anything beyond the two gusts of wind, all he could see was an inch in front of him.

    Suddenly in such an extremely special environment, he did not move indiscriminately, let alone stretch out his hand desperately to test it.

    Looking carefully around, he found that the hurricane was gradually becoming stable, as if it was opening a certain channel.

    At this time, we can only wait!

    Think about it, in fact, after entering Yunmengze, he has not had a good rest for a long, long time, and being in the eye of the hurricane is probably the safest.

    At this time, there was no one else around who needed him to worry about, so he simply sat down cross-legged according to his body, and slowly closed his eyes.

    Not meditating, but sleeping.

    If the place is not too small, he would actually like to lie down.

    "Huh~huh~huh~"

    The fatigue of the past few days was completely released at this moment.

    Chen Hengxing involuntarily snored lightly.

    His face softened slowly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he fell asleep sweetly.

    Three hours later, Chen Wuxian woke up refreshed and yawned.

    The surrounding hurricane still exists, and the weapons in the wind are terrifyingly dense.

    Slightly raised his head, and at a glance, there was no end in sight, and wherever there was a hurricane along the way, there must be endless weapons surrounded.

    Some weapons have spirits, sending out slight thoughts, begging Chen Wuxian to save them.

    Chen Wuxi spread out his hands, expressing that he was helpless.

    In the next second, those pleading weapons suddenly changed their attitudes, approaching him inch by inch, threatening him, emitting extreme evil thoughts.

    "What the hell?" Chen Wuxian frowned, raised his middle finger, and made a great mockery.

    At this moment, the hurricane opened a hole.

    Not too big and not too small, just enough to accommodate one person to pass through.

    "Little friend, please come out and talk."

    A long and distant voice came, as if it came from outside, and it seemed to ring from the bottom of Chen Wuxi's heart.

    To go out or not to go out?

    Chen endlessly thought for a moment, then walked out.

    An old man in gray linen clothes stood not far away, his body was as straight as a gun, his silver hair danced wildly in the wind, he was full of popularity.

    He had a smile on his face, and when he looked at Chen Wuwan, his eyes were full of kindness.

    "Let me introduce, my husband's surname is Qin, you can call me Mr. Qin."

    Chen Wuxiu nodded, "Junior Chen Wuxiu."

    Old Qin turned sideways and raised his hand to lead the way, "Are you curious about what happened just now?"

    Chen Wuxian shook his head, "Fortunately, I've gotten used to it a long time ago."

    "Young"??It¡¯s a bit old-fashioned to say this.  "Elder Qin teased, then turned around and walked forward.

    Following up, Chen Wuxian said curiously: "Old Qin, you seem to be different from the others"

    Elder Qin smiled, "You mean those war spirits?"

    "Of course there is a difference, after all, my cultivation base is a little higher than theirs."

    There should be no living people inside, but this old man is almost indistinguishable from a living person, and there is no difference under the reflection of the eyes of the void.

    His cultivation must be extremely high.

    Chen Wuxian had already made a judgment in his heart, and the two chatted all the way without anyone pointing it out.

    As he walked, the surrounding scenery changed. Chen Wuxian seemed to have come to an elegant courtyard, which was in extreme contrast with the blood-red land in the distance, full of swords and soldiers.

    Mr. Qin suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Wuxian, "Your Daoji Daoxin is rare in the world, and you are only 18 years old. You are really a monster among monsters. I have never seen it before my life. I think you are the one we want."  Waiting for someone."

    "You?" Chen Wuxi frowned, "Is there anyone else?"

    Old Qin nodded, raised his hand and waved lightly, the elegant scenery around him dissipated immediately, and Chen Wuxian saw seven figures.

    Those figures may be male or female, old or young, and even two of them are not human, but they are powerful without exception.

    Far stronger than any ancient war spirit Chen Wuxian saw!

    Just standing in place and looking up at them, Chen Wuxian seemed to see seven vast starry skies, which contained the supreme truth.

    Chen Wuxian's eyes widened, and he murmured, "Who are they?"

    Elder Qin nodded slightly, very satisfied with Chen Wuxian's attitude.

    "Come on, the old man will introduce to you who we are." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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