Chapter 557: People give pillows when they fall asleep

"Chen Sheng, can you withdraw your big formation, otherwise the old man can't get out..."
Chen Xinglie listened to this person's voice transmission, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of unbelief.
If this person is really powerless, I am afraid he would have jumped the wall in a hurry.
But he is still there, getting bigger and smaller, and enjoying it, Chen Xinglie believes him to blame.
Sure enough, after being stared at by Chen Xinglie's cold gaze for a while, the ancestor of the Yun family smiled awkwardly, and his face hidden under the cloak showed a somewhat helpless look.
"Chen Sheng, there is a hidden pavilion under the Yun Family Hall. There are things that the old man left for you. It should be useful to you."
After that, the ancestor of the Yun family made a strange cry, and then under Chen Xinglie's gaze, his body spread out, and even the cloak he had been wearing fell directly on the ground.
It looked like it could not bear the extreme high temperature, and his death disappeared.
No ashes are left.
Not far away, the remaining Yun family disciples were desperate.
Their ancestors were all forced to death by Chen Xinglie. Excluding those who were let go by Chen Xinglie, the remaining Yun family members are no more.
They were desperate and waited to die one by one.
Chen Xinglie didn't pay attention to these people at all. No matter how they jumped, they couldn't escape death today.
He cares about the ancestors of the Yun family.
Sure enough, this person is not ordinary. If a body says no, then no.
But this also confirmed his previous guess that the body he saw just now was also the same as Yun Daozi, and was a clone of this person.
This is terrifying, the previous clone was the late Jindan stage, and the one just now was the late Nascent Soul stage.
So what is the cultivation base of this person's body?
The only thing that can be determined is that this person's body cultivation must be much higher than the clone.
Even, it is more than one thing higher.
"Be careful, this person is definitely not as simple as it seems." Chen Xinglie thought in his heart, and his vigilance against the ancestor of the Yun family was raised several levels.
I'm afraid from beginning to end, this person also told the truth.
He really couldn't break the Nanming Lihuo Array.
In other words, his clone cannot be broken.
Immediately, Chen Xinglie no longer thought about it, he directly stretched out his hand to take a picture of the void.
The black cloak appeared directly in his hand.
Chen Xinglie rubbed the object, his eyes erupted.
"This thing is quite extraordinary."
The black cloak was held in his hand, as light as nothing.
Then he waved his hand and put the cloak away directly.
He understood that this was given to him deliberately by the ancestors of the Yun family, and he couldn't take it with him anyway, so it was better to send it out as a favor.
Chen Xinglie was so happy too.
Right now, there is no living person in the Yun Family Manor. Everyone is burnt up by Nanming Lihuo, and there is no storage space left.
Those buildings, whether they were stone or wood, were turned into ashes, and the air was filled with a pungent smell, which was the smell of magma.
Even the water of the lake was dried up by Nanming Lihuo, revealing the pale bottom of the lake.
The entire Yun family disappeared.
With Chen Xinglie's thoughts, Nan Ming withdrew from the fire formation, directly turned into a formation, and was put into the storage space by him.
"Hu Wei, you can go with peace of mind."
He whispered to the void in front of him, his voice so small that only he could hear it.
The look of Hu Wei appeared in his mind. Although the two had only known each other for a few hours, the memory of this woman for Chen Xinglie was quite deep.
Destroying the Yun family was an explanation for Hu Wei.
But why not give him an explanation?
He was silent, but someone cheered.
At this moment, the entire Yunjing City was boiling.
People no longer have to be afraid of the Yun family and start to show off their lanterns and festivities.
Those who hated the Yun family went to the river with paper money to burn paper for the relatives who died because of the Yun family.
With smoke curling up, every family cooked a table full of meals and celebrated with their loved ones. Even the butcher shop in Yunjing City had a much better business.
But of course, the most excited are those mercenaries who often enter the Demon Mountain to hunt. They can finally break away from the control of the Yun Family and do business with integrity.
The entire Yunjing City is a prosperous scene.
However, these have nothing to do with Chen Xinglie.
He had just had time to consider himself, because when he was performing reincarnation exercises, he had imitated the gestures of the ancestors of the Yun family, and finally entered a wonderful realm, like an epiphany, but in retrospect it was a little different.
Anyway, until he woke up, he found that Yun Zhongtian and others had died.
It was only when he looked inside and discovered that his realm was unexpectedly raised to a small realm directly.
Reached the middle of foundation construction.
After thinking about it, Chen Xinglie was relieved. It must have been the wonderful state before, which made his understanding of reincarnation work a higher level.
At the same time, the system prompt sounded.
"Ding!"
"The time-limited mission is completed, the host's cultivation base will be upgraded to the mid-foundation stage within three hours, and the mission reward: a set of tomb swords."
The cold system prompt sound ended, and a set of dark green flying swords appeared in Chen Xinglie's storage space.
According to what the system said before, the rewarded flying sword should be the seventh-order flying sword, and this set of tomb-down swords has as many as 108.
It's just that the size of these flying swords is much smaller than the previous red bronze blood spirit swords, almost a circle smaller.
Chen Xinglie was quite satisfied with this. The grade of the bronze blood spirit sword was not high. When it was used to deal with the Wandao Xiaguang of the ancestor of the Yun family, it received damage.
And now, he just lacked a set of flying swords.
People give pillows when they are really dozing off.
"I don't know how strong the seventh-order flying sword is, but there are no enemies at the moment, so I can only try it later."
Chen Xinglie murmured to himself.
Immediately, his figure flickered and disappeared directly in place.
The next moment, Chen Xinglie appeared before a pile of ruins.
Before this place was burnt down, it was the hall of the Yun family.
Chen Xinglie stepped on the ruins and explored step by step, and finally found a staircase under a stone slab.
"The place that the ancestors of the Yun family said should be here."
As he said, he walked directly down the steps, and the moment his figure entered the ground, a hundred and eight tomb swords appeared and surrounded him.
In the darkness, the dark green little sword fluoresces, and the road underneath Zhao's feet is faint, adding a bit of strange color.
Fortunately, with Chen Xinglie's cultivation base, he can accurately judge everything within 20 meters even if he can't see his fingers.
The stairs were very long and narrow. Chen Xinglie didn't know how long he had been walking, and finally saw some light shining not far away.
He walked a few steps quickly, and finally came to the light source.
When I walked here, I suddenly understood.