“Little friend … but there’s no harm in saying it.” Daoist Gui looked at him and said slowly.

Xiao Chen calmed down and said, “First, Senior wants to ensure the safety of me and this girl. Second, Junior will never hand over anything like soul essence. Third, Senior needs to give me a powerful magic treasure for self-defense.”

“Haha!”

After hearing what he said, Daoist Gui couldn’t help but raise his head and smile. Two gloomy gazes shot out from beneath his battle robe, “Little friend really knows how to scheme. How can you be one condition? Clearly, there are three conditions.”

“It can be considered as three conditions. As long as Senior agrees to these three conditions, then Junior will naturally not say anything further. If Senior does not agree to Junior, then forget it.”

Xiao Chen’s gaze was fixed and his attitude was unwavering. He knew that he had to be tough at this moment, or else he would be subject to the opponent everywhere in the future. There was more than one Daoist Gui in the Hun Tian Domain.

“Hehe, good, good …”

Daoist Gui reached out and stroked his beard. He smiled sinisterly and said, “When we get out, I will definitely take you as my disciple.” After saying that, he took out three strange black talismans from his sleeve and threw them at him, “These are three ghost talismans refined by Poverty Dao. In times of crisis, you only need to chant a spell to ensure your safety.”

Xiao Chen immediately put the three talismans into his sleeves and felt a little relieved. He cupped his hands and said, “Thank you, Senior.”

“Let’s go.”

Daoist Gui didn’t say anything else. He swept his gaze through the dust and summoned a strange wind. In an instant, he disappeared into the boundless mountains with the three of them.

Three days later, the three of them landed in a secluded valley. During these three days, Xiao Chen did not relax his vigilance. He still remembered that back in Yang Valley, Luo Qinghe and the others had asked him to cooperate in repelling Xuan Beasts. However, in the end, for their own benefit, Luo Qinghe still wanted to kill him.

These people in Tomb of Gods and Demons were even more indiscernible. If he had strength similar to Daoist Gui’s, there was naturally no need to worry. However, as long as he was weaker than these people, he would eventually be abandoned like an old shoe.

At this moment, Leng Yue was hanging on top of the valley. Under the dim light, two silhouettes could be vaguely seen coming out from the shadows. Xiao Chen immediately became alert. He could sense that the cultivators were of a very high cultivation level. They were about the same as Daoist Gui. They were probably both Soul Severing.

As the footsteps approached, the two figures became clearer and clearer. On the left was a white-haired middle-aged man wearing a purple robe. He looked dignified and dignified. On the right was an old man wearing a blood-red robe. There was a strange bloodstain between his eyebrows. He held a handful of blood-colored whisk in his hand. Without thinking, he must be the same evil cultivator as Daoist Gui.

“Fellow Daoists, you’re here …”

Daoist Gui’s voice was still gloomy, and the two people who had just arrived looked at Xiao Chen. The middle-aged Zi Yi on the left asked, “Is this that kid?”

“Mm …”

Daoist Gui stroked his beard slightly and said to Xiao Chen, “Let me introduce you. This is Sect Leader Thunderbolt, Pili Zidian … And this is Daoist Blood Drinker.”

Daoist Blood Drink narrowed his eyes and placed Fu Chen on his shoulder. “Little friend, don’t worry, we are all good people. We won’t make things difficult for you …” he said.

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly in his heart. He forcefully brought me here. He really didn’t see that you were good people from anywhere, but there wasn’t a single trace of expression on your faces. He smiled faintly, “This is Wu Chen. I greet Sect Leader Thunderbolt, Daoist Blood Drinker.”

“Huh?” Pili Zidian’s eyes narrowed, and two cold lightning-like gazes shifted to Luo Die’s body. He said coldly, “Who is this woman?”

Daoist Gui slowly said, “Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to be nervous. This girl is just Little Friend Wu Chen’s companion.”

“Companion?”

Suddenly, killing intent appeared in Pili Zidian’s eyes, and his voice became even more gloomy. “Why didn’t you kill her? Why did you bring her here? If news of this leaks out, no one will be able to leave alive!” At the end of his sentence, he raised his palm and unexpectedly had a murderous intent.

Luo Die’s face was shocked. She subconsciously retreated and hid behind Xiao Chen. Daoist Gui quickly stepped forward and reached out to stop him. He said gloomily, “Sect Leader Thunderbolt, wait a moment … I promised this little friend that no one would hurt him or this girl’s lives. Fellow Daoist, please give me some face.”

“Face? Is your face important or our lives important? In order to be safe, I must kill her!”

Pili Zidian’s killing intent was cold. Right at this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly stepped forward. Facing a cultivator who had already transformed into a spirit, his face was not in the slightest panic. He coldly said, “Senior Thunderbolt, if you want to kill her, then I will kill you as well. If she dies, you won’t be able to leave the Demon God Tomb again.”

“What did you say …”

Pili Zidian’s gaze became even colder and more terrifying. Xiao Chen stared straight at him, his expression unchanging. His words were the same as before, “If she dies, none of you will be able to leave Tomb of Gods and Demons.”

“Impudent … Do you think I don’t dare to kill you!”

For some reason, Pili Zidian’s killing intent suddenly surged. He bent his fingers and struck towards Xiao Chen’s face. However, seeing the violet lightning in his palm being struck by this thunderclap palm, his body and soul had to be instantly annihilated.

Luo Die was so scared that his face turned pale. However, Xiao Chen didn’t even move. He just looked at him without blinking an eye. In the end, Pili Zidian’s palm stopped in front of his forehead and didn’t dare to really slap him.

“Hehe … brat, you have the guts.”

Pili Zidian’s killing intent gradually subsided and he slowly withdrew his palm. However, Xiao Chen’s expression remained unchanged. Before he came, he naturally knew what these people wanted him to do, so he predicted that the other party would not dare to do anything to him.

“I say … what is there that can’t be discussed properly? Do you have to fight and kill all day long?”

Right at this moment, a woman’s voice suddenly came from not far away. That voice was delicate and charming. It sounded like a drizzle in March. Just the voice alone was already intoxicating to the heart and soul.

In the darkness, a charming and enchanting woman slowly walked out. That woman was dressed in a fiery red robe, which was especially obvious in the night. Every step she took, it was as if even the cold night would melt. Such a soul-stirring and enchanting beauty had killed countless people in Tomb of Gods and Demons.

“So it’s the Third Division Hall Master …”

Pili Zidian’s voice was gloomy. That woman was the Third Division Hall Master of the Chaos Heaven Region. Her name was Ji Wuyan. She was known as the Third Division Hall Master. She was beautiful, heartless, and merciless. There were still three points left. She should be an unknown viciousness beneath her beautiful face.

“Third Division Hall … Ji Wuyan.”

Ji Wuyan’s gaze fell on Xiao Chen with a smile that was not a smile. With a soft voice, she could be considered to have greeted him.

Right after she finished speaking, a gust of wind swept over from afar. Immediately after, a Buddha’s cry sounded out in the darkness, “Amitabha … Of all the remaining sins, killing is the most serious, and of all the merits, releasing the first. Sect Leader Thunderbolt, why did you act so recklessly as a little female benefactor today?”