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The wind was strong, pulling at his face until it hurt. His hair was lifted, and his clothes flapped in the wind.

Long Chen stood on the back of the three-headed wolf as he looked into the distance. The sky had changed and dark clouds were pressing down on him, causing him to feel stuffy.

Boom — —

The muffled thunder rumbled, causing the clouds to churn and golden snakes to wildly dance about. The sky was being shined with light.

It was raining, and the drops of rain were scattered on Long Chen's hair and shoulders. Long Chen's mind was becoming clearer and clearer, but the heat in his heart was getting hotter and hotter. It was burning to the point that his chest was on fire.

In the distance, a small dot suddenly appeared behind layers of rain curtains. Soon after, many smaller dots drilled out. They were densely packed in forty to fifty spots. The dots got bigger and bigger as they approached menacingly.

"He's coming." Sharp scale replied in a serious tone.

After patting the three-headed wolf, the wolf landed on the ground and ran towards the group of people that was heading towards them. At this moment, running was meaningless.

From within his sleeves, Long Chen revealed two hands. He raised both of his hands and held a long black sword in them. He carefully wiped the long sword with them. Long Chen did not say anything. The three-headed wolf glanced at the sharp scales, then stood firmly where it was, quietly waiting for the group of people that was getting closer to it.

The mouth of the old man on top of the giant ape slightly curled up with a playful expression. His drooping eyelids slowly closed, concealing the dense bloodlust and disdain in his bloody eyes.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Long Chen's robes were already soaked through. His hair was falling down, covering his young and tender face.

Closer and closer, the sword was slanted towards the ground. Rain droplets slid down the youth's face and then down the sword.

Closer and closer.

Separated by the curtain of rain, a person and two beasts faced off against a group of people. The sound of rain seemed to have been blocked out, and what entered his ears was only the sound of rapid breathing.

"Why did a bunch of dregs come from the cannibal bloodline? Not a single one of them caught my eye." Sharp scale replied coldly.

"Eh? It's actually a talking bald animal. "

A skinny young man standing behind the old man mocked. The laughter was sharp, but this time, Sharp Scales was not angry. Instead, it became silent.

The frontmost old man is at the middle stage of the Spirit Building Stage, he's already at the fifth rank. The other three behind him are at the early stage, the rest are at the Spirit Condensation Stage, the rest are at the Core Formation Stage, and the rest are at the Qi Accumulation Stage. Sharp Scales sent a message.

Long Chen didn't say anything. With a shake of his wrist, his aura rose and his sleeves fluttered. His body had visibly dried up. In his dantian, cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the spirit pellet that was the size of a baby's fist. In the end, the cracks slowly opened up, like a blossoming lotus, there was a little person sitting on the lotus seat. Upon closer inspection, there was a little person who looked exactly the same as Long Chen's little person, the little person became more and more solid, and finally, a slightly smaller little person appeared inside the little person's body.

"It's not enough!" With a low roar, Long Chen's veins popped out and he smacked his chest, a mouthful of his heart's blood floated in front of him. Long Chen lifted his finger, and the blood immediately turned into a symbol and entered between his brows, his aura rising once again. At this moment, Long Chen looked like a dried up bag of bones, the bones beneath his dried up skin creaked, and his bones seemed to have shrunk a little.

The tiny person in his dantian increased by another six, only with a faint tinge of blood.

The outermost little figure gradually began to shrink.

"Enough brat, you will die if you keep going." Sharp Scales suddenly sent a sound transmission to interrupt Long Chen. He turned around, and deep within his eyes, a bloody light flashed.

"Enough, you just need to stop the rest of the soldiers. I will do the rest." Sharp Scales spoke again.

Blood trickled out of the corner of Long Chen's mouth, staining his chin red. His chest, which had already been dyed red with blood, was dyed red.

It was a long story, but it happened in a flash.

"This old man doesn't want to fight. Kid, just obediently surrender." The old man snorted in disdain.

"Grandpa, let me do it. This human doll's skin and flesh must be delicious." A short fat man with small eyes behind the old man walked out, rubbing his hands together. Eh? Grandfather, him? "

"It's a cultivation technique. Capture him alive and force him to reveal it." The corners of the old man's lips curled up even more, and his eyes revealed an unmistakable greed.

"Heh heh." Another middle-aged man walked out from behind the old man and stood in a row with the other two soldiers.

"Kill!" A bloody light flashed in Long Chen's eyes. He stomped his feet and with a flash, another two identical Long Chen appeared. Even their auras were the same.

The old man's eyes were sharp like a torch as he stared at Long Chen and licked his lips. The cane in his hand charged out towards Long Chen.

The scales on the Sharp Scales condensed together, melting into the form of sharp scales.

"Go!" Sharp scale roared and a black shadow jumped out. Sharp Scales ran off into the distance.

"Old thing, look here!" With an angry roar, the Sharp Scaled Clone charged forward with scales covering the entire sky. With a snort, the old man spun the cane in his hand into a round curtain to block the incoming scales. Three more scales appeared and shot towards the three soldiers.

The three Long Chen brandished their longswords and three sword shadows suddenly appeared, revolving around the longsword without end. The longsword slashed and nine sword shadows shot out, heading straight for the nine Qi Gathering stages.

Plop, plop, plop …

The sound of nine sword shadows piercing through the head was heard. Thereafter, he fell down by nine breaths of time. The longsword in Long Chen's hand trembled once more as he charged towards the other Qi Condensation cultivators.

"How dare you!" The six late Core Formation middle-aged men roared out at the same time. If one looked closely, they would see that they were nine twins.

The nine of them spoke at the same time and charged over. Long Chen turned his head, and a bloody light flashed in his eyes. With a wave of his sword, he charged towards the nine people with a low growl.

On the other side, the Sharp Scale Avatar's two front claws pushed forward, and a golden imprint appeared. The four imprints intersected with each other, and three more imprints appeared, and then the four scales fused into one of the four scales. In that instant, the four scales intersected and formed four giant swords.

"Humph!" Evil creature! "Watch this old man destroy you!" The Elder from the Cannibal Faction stomped on the ground and stood up. He crossed his arms and smashed down viciously. The tip of his crutch suddenly widened to meet the gigantic sword formed from scales.

The old man was pushed back seven or eight steps. He stopped on the ground with his cane. His hair was disheveled, his wrinkled face turned hideous, and his pupils flashed with blood. Several bloody lines appeared on his face, making him look even more ferocious.

The giant sword that was fighting against the old man flashed a few times before quietly disappearing. The giant sword turned back into the flying scales, the sharp scales clone waved its claws, and the scales returned to the body. At this moment, a small part of the body of the sharp scale clone showed signs of transforming back into scales.

The other three men who were battling with the greatswords were blown away by the wind. The three of them got up awkwardly and wiped the blood from the corner of their mouths. The bloodthirsty aura in their eyes became heavier and heavier, and the three greatswords flew backwards as the golden light on the hilt of their swords continued to shine.

"Bald animal!" Lord Fatty is furious! " That fat guy gritted his teeth as he rubbed his hands together. When he stopped rubbing, a white jade the size of a thumb appeared in his palms. "You two, help me kill this bald brute!" The fat guy roared. As he spoke, the fatty raised his hand and cut a hole in his chest. Fresh blood was dripping all over, and his white, greasy skin turned over. The fatty then stuffed the white jade into the hole. The other two flashed over and stood behind Fatty. Each of them made a cut on his shoulder.

A white light appeared and enveloped the three of them. When the white light faded, a blood-stained bug appeared on top of their head.