Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 392: Since When Was Killing a Taoist Saint So Easy?!

Chapter 392: Chapter 392: Since When Was Killing a Taoist Saint So Easy?!

"Lord Ye, did you see her appearance clearly?"

In the sky, Li Chunqiu was flying with the young butterfly and Chen Lan towards the Underworld.

"I couldn’t see clearly. That veil is very peculiar, my Divine Sense couldn’t penetrate it." Chen Lan spoke, suspecting the veil’s effect.

"It must be. Plus, her cultivation should be strong. If she were a Taoist Saint, we should be able to tell," Li Chunqiu said.

Chen Lan remained silent; it seemed the origin of that Peach Blossom was unknown, and its strength was formidable.

A peach branch appeared in his hand. As Chen Lan looked at it, he pondered what use this branch could have, as it was just a wooden stick without any peach blossoms.

Suddenly, Chen Lan sensed a terrifying aura and immediately activated the protection Barrier.

Boom!

A massive sword flew over and crashed into the Barrier, dissipating with a roar.

"Demon spawn, you think you can just leave after killing our people? Wishful thinking!!"

A deep, hoarse voice rose as Chen Lan looked towards it, seeing several elders, both male and female. Behind them were many cultivators, surrounding Chen Lan and the others!

"Your people?" Chen Lan chuckled, then pretended to come to a realization, "Oh, you mean those losers from earlier? Yes, I killed them. So what?"

He noticed that there were four Taoist Saints. The one who just attacked was the elder in a purple robe, and the one speaking was the same.

"Arrogant! You killed our people and still dare to be so insolent? You’ve lived long enough!" the purple-robed elder shouted angrily, about to attack again, but was stopped by the elder in a white robe beside him.

"Young friend, I see you have extraordinary strength. Why did you kill our people and still want to save that remnant of the Demon Race? Besides, I don’t sense any Demon Race aura from you; you’re not one of them, are you?" the white-robed elder smiled.

"No need for so much nonsense. If I want to save, I save. If you want to kill, then do it," Chen Lan spoke calmly, having no time for idle chatter.

"Exactly, why waste so many words on him? I see there are just two Taoist Saints. We should just kill them," another elder in a red robe spoke coldly.

"That’s right, kill them quickly!" the blue-robed elder spoke coldly.

The white-robed elder’s face turned grim. Seeing Chen Lan’s youthful strength, he felt a desire to recruit him, which is why he spoke on his behalf. As long as Chen Lan claimed not to be of the Demon Race, he would surely vouch for him.

Unexpectedly, Chen Lan was not appreciative at all and instead was so brazen.

"Kill," the white-robed elder spoke plainly, and the other three immediately chuckled coldly, rushing out in an instant.

"Protect the young butterfly," Chen Lan said, summoning the Flame Thunder Spear and charging forward.

Li Chunqiu protected the young butterfly with a Barrier and joined the battle as well.

"You killed my beloved disciple Luo Guanfeng, today I’ll have you pay with your life!" the white-robed elder shouted in anger as Daoist patterns appeared, just as Ling Wuzi had said, twenty Daoist patterns, their aura terrifyingly powerful!

A large hand waved, and countless silver-white sharp swords emerged behind the elder, shooting swiftly towards Chen Lan with just a flick of two fingers.

These blades carried the power of the Great Dao, with enhancements from Wind Dao, Thunder Dao, Fire Dao, and various other Daos. Being hit would mean either death or severe injury!

Chen Lan’s eyes narrowed, not daring to underestimate, he swung the Flame Thunder Spear. The Thunder Emperor Armor appeared on the surface, and the Daoist patterns also appeared. However, only thirteen Daos had reached the Great Completion, a full seven less!

Seeing this, the white-robed elder sneered, "Only thirteen Dao Saints, and you dare to fight me? You’re courting death!"

The other three elders also sneered; this young man was so weak, this was going to be easy.

"Enough to kill you," Chen Lan said calmly. Although he only had thirteen Great Completion Daos, three of them were at the Perfected Realm. Plus, with the Divine Bone and the Flame Thunder Spear surpassing even Chaos Supreme Treasures, killing these three was no challenge at all.

With a swing of the Flame Thunder Spear, he instantly shattered countless blades, smoke billowing. Immediately, the spear thrust like a dragon, a streak of thunder light burst forth from the smoke, imbued with terrifying power, stabbing towards the white-robed elder!

"Retreat!" the white-robed elder shouted in anger, striking with a palm. The immense power pushed Chen Lan back, with the elder himself retreating several thousand meters.

"Thunder Dragon Heaven-Flipping Technique!" the purple-robed elder shouted furiously, as a gigantic dragon, enveloped in thunder, emerged behind him. It stretched thousands of meters, its aura shaking the sky, its massive mouth opening to bite Chen Lan.

"Playing with dragons against me? You’re still too green," Chen Lan chuckled coldly, fiercely swinging the Flame Thunder Spear. The spear’s head flew out, transforming into a massive dragon of intertwined flame and thunder.

The two dragons collided, exploding instantly. Spiritual Power rippled out, scattering the disciples brought by the four elders.

These disciples had initially come to fight. However, seeing that only two on Chen Lan’s side could fight, they had no intention to participate. Little did they expect to get hurt just by watching.

"Retreat, this battle is beyond your participation," the red-robed elder said.

Soon, the disciples retreated several thousand miles to watch the spectacle.

"Your strength is remarkable, and this Magical Treasure is extraordinary. But today, you will undoubtedly die," the white-robed elder spoke coldly, greed in his eyes, eyeing the Flame Thunder Spear in Chen Lan’s hand.

He could see that this Magical Treasure was anything but ordinary. Obtaining it might even double his strength!

Chen Lan said nothing. He looked at the red-robed elder, pondering how to handle the situation of being outnumbered; kill the weakest first!

In a flash, Chen Lan rushed out, the spear aiming at the red-robed elder, flames bursting forth as fast as lightning. The red-robed elder’s pupils contracted in fear, unable to even react!

Clang!

A sword blade came to intercept, as the white-robed elder intervened, blocking the fatal attack for the red-robed elder.

"Thunder Flash Dragon Assault." Chen Lan’s lips curled slightly, his form disappearing instantly, not even the white-robed elder could see where he went.

A miserable cry echoed behind him as the purple-robed elder had a spearhead protruding from his chest, filled with raging flames and thunder. His face was extremely pale!

"Damn it!" the white-robed elder ground his teeth; he had been fooled. This boy’s Thunder Dao was at the Perfected Realm, incredibly fast, beyond what he could perceive.

This attack on the red-robed elder was just a diversion; his real target was the purple-robed elder.

Bang!

Flames and thunder exploded, the purple-robed elder losing half his body but not dying.

"Protect me, protect me while I heal!" the purple-robed elder cried pitifully, retreating fast, desperately healing.

The other three, seeing this, rushed towards Chen Lan. But they seemed to have overlooked one person, Li Chunqiu!

Swish!

Li Chunqiu appeared behind the purple-robed elder, driving the sharp sword into his chest, shattering his heart, and along the way, destroyed his soul!

In an instant, a Taoist Saint met his end at Li Chunqiu’s hands, leaving the other three elders utterly shocked.

Since when had it become so easy to kill a Taoist Saint?

This battle had only just begun, yet one had already perished!