Chapter 262

You know, this wind blade, even master Hua Jin, has to avoid. If he is shot by several wind blades at the same time, he will be seriously injured or even killed!

With a slight sigh, Chen Jie's figure almost turned into a black line in the black palace, shuttling rapidly. However, because the wind blade is too dense, even he gets close to it from time to time.

"This can't work. If it goes on like this, even if I am exhausted, what will I do then?"

Chen Jie has a big head, and there is no sign that the wind blade will stop. Besides, there is no place to hide in the whole black palace.

As for the holy places of those masters in the ghost King Valley, they have long been cut into sawdust by countless wind blades.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Chen Jie raises his eyes and stares at the pill on his hand. He is considering whether to swallow it.

This pill is round, but if you observe it carefully, you can find that there is an indescribable beauty in the faint patterns around it.

"No matter, anyway, this thing should not kill people..."

After a moment's hesitation, Chen Jie flexes his fingers and shoots the pill directly into his mouth.

Then, Chen Jie felt that a warm current, like boiling water flowing into his throat, rapidly divided and poured into his abdomen, slowly pouring into the Dantian.

Just as Chen Jie continued to feel it, he suddenly took a breath of cool air. Suddenly, a wave of pure energy came from his elixir field. This energy, like the waves on the sea, wave after wave, with the momentum of indomitable, went towards Chen Jie's whole body by pulse!

However, Chen Jie's meridians are not ordinary masters

After these powerful energies are infused into them, they follow the whole body's meridians for a circle, and then they are all absorbed by Chen Jie.

Feeling the purity of this energy, Chen Jie licked his lips, and his legs erupted again with strong force to avoid the wind blades flying in front of him.

The directions of these wind blades seem to be messy, but there is an inexplicable law. When passing through the surrounding air, there is a piercing sound of the wind.

"Why? How do I feel that my mental strength is stronger? "

Chen Jie frowned. When he dodged just now, he almost predicted the direction of the wind blades. If he was taking this pill, Chen Jie would definitely get hit.

But this time, he managed to avoid

"Is there really an elixir, or is it a kind of elixir in the cultivation world?"

For the first time, Chen Jie was curious about this pill.

As time goes by, Chen Jie's body has been sweating for a long time. However, the smell of the sweat drops is not the smell of sweat, but full of fragrance, which is the expression of essence overflow.

At this moment, he closed his eyes, and fully relied on his mental strength to detect the flying distance of these wind blades. He was able to avoid the danger far away, and exercised his extremely keen sense of mind.

Not only that, his body method is also improving. In such a harsh training environment, Chen Jie's experience of using body method to avoid wind blade is also growing rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it was seven days later.

In the past seven days, Chen Jie never let the wind blade touch him even once again. Under such an almost horrible exercise, Chen Jie can feel that his mental strength has almost risen more than one level.

In addition, he also has a new discovery. The Taiji diagram, which has not changed before, is now slowly blooming.

On both sides of the Tai Chi diagram, the energy of ice and fire has also reached a surge, and the original monstrous red flame, I don't know when it has become lavender.

"Is this really the elixir in the ancient legend?"

Chen Jie flashed an idea. Since he took the pill, his strength has increased by about 20%, which is absolutely terrible.

In addition, the spiritual power has also undergone a deeper transformation. Now, Chen Jie's spiritual power is enough to cover a full 700 meters.

Chen Jie was able to master everything within 700 meters.

The wind blade is still going on, and the strength of these days has not changed. However, among the numerous wind blades that can strangle the great masters, a black young man is just like walking around in a leisurely court.

The previous embarrassment has disappeared completely, replaced by a kind of indifference, as if everything is under control.

At a certain moment, the young man's originally closed eyes suddenly opened and closed a gap. At the same time, the young man's lips also quickly climbed up a faint smile.

"Well! At last? "

With the fall of this sentence, the whole black palace was suddenly shocked.

At the same time, Chen Jie's spiritual power was quickly swallowed up, like a whirlpool, constantly extracting his spiritual power.

With the experience of last time, this time Chen Jie's spiritual power has a sense of resistance, and slowly controls the passing of spiritual power. In Chen Jie's hands, the Ashoka stick appears again.

"This place should be the interior of a magic weapon."

"You try every means to temper my spirit, just for this moment?"

A faint sneer, resounding throughout the palace, accompanied by a metallic tremor, makes people shudder.

"Unfortunately, I'm different from everyone you've met before..."

Chen Jie's cold voice rang out and talked to himself in a joking tone. However, in this environment, it makes people shudder because there is no one in this place.

"Jie Jie... I didn't expect to be found by you... I haven't seen such a perfect body for a long time. It would be wonderful if I could settle in for a moment."

The space above the palace suddenly fluctuated. A figure in black robe, like a shadow, appeared vaguely and unreal.

As soon as the shadow appeared, the surrounding air suddenly became a bit gloomy, which made people feel creepy.

"Give me your name, I won't kill the ghost."

Chen Jie raised an eye, the eye didn't have half cent fear because of this strange shadow.

On the contrary, there is even a trace of excitement in his pupils.

"Boy, you are very arrogant. I'm old enough to be your ancestor..."

The illusory shadow makes a circle around Chen Jie. It's like the shadow of the old man. His eyes are almost shining. Staring at Chen Jie's body, he is about to salivate.

"Come on, you don't have much time." Chen Jie danced a stick flower, light way.

"Jie Jie... I am the master of this palace, ghost Xuantian!"