Chu Luo looked at the 10,000 protection value and decisively opened the system mall. His top priority was to replenish the remaining two and a half years of life. Because he now had a set of forbidden skills. And to use the forbidden skills, he would consume his life. If he didn't replenish his life, he would go on stage and use the forbidden skills. Without Han Wujie's help, he would die first. Soon, Chu Luo found the spiritual medicine and elixir that could replenish his life in the system mall. In the world, whether it is martial arts, or spiritual medicine and spiritual tools, they are divided into: Ordinary level, Mysterious level, Spirit level, Earth level, Heaven level, Saint level, Emperor level, and Taboo level! Their Taboo Sect has a thousand forbidden skills.
Thus standing at the top of the three thousand worlds! "With my current strength, I can only withstand the power of spiritual medicine at most!" Chu Luo thought to himself. Immediately search for spiritual-grade elixirs or spiritual medicines that can restore lifespan. Soon, Chu Luo's eyes locked on a kind of elixir called Shouyuan Dan. This elixir can restore lifespan for 300 years. But a warrior can only take it once in his life, and it will have no effect if taken again. Moreover, Shouyuan Dan only needs 300 Huxie points. Chu Luo decisively bought it! Chu Luo secretly took out Shouyuan Dan from the system space and held it in his hand. Boom... On the ring, just when another disciple who failed the challenge and was beaten was about to fly out of the ring. Swish! Everyone saw a figure rushing up to the thunder stage and catching this disciple! Seeing the person rushing up to the ring, everyone was stunned! "It's you... harming you..." The disciple who was caught never expected it. The person in front of them turned out to be Chu Luo, whom they wanted to drive away before. Chu Luo grinned, helped the disciple up, and said:
"Junior brother, are you okay?" "Bad luck... Ah, Senior Brother Chu, I'm fine!" "Thank you!" "I'm sorry for offending you before, please forgive me, Senior Brother Chu!" The disciple clasped his fists to Chu Luo, thanked him, and then stepped down from the stage. At this moment, Chu Luo attracted the attention of everyone in the audience. "Hiss... Why did this bad luck go up? Is he going to challenge Han Wujie? Isn't this looking for death!" "That's right, bad luck, come down quickly, don't show off, if the other party fails, you may lose your life!" "That's right, although we hate you, we won't watch you go to die, come down quickly, don't seek shame, wait for our other brothers to come out, we will get our face back!" ... The disciples in the audience kindly advised Chu Luo. As a fellow disciple, everyone naturally didn't want to see Chu Luo being bullied by outsiders. Because Chu Luo is a direct disciple no matter what! No matter how incompetent they are, they are not bullied by outsiders! "Boy, get out of here!" "You are not expelled from the sect this time, so you should be happy. Do you dare to go up and ask for a beating?" At this time, Zhao Sheng, who had been targeting Chu Luo and wanted to drive him out of the sect, also spoke in a deep voice. Chu Luo was stunned, turned around and grinned, his eyes full of confidence. Chu Luo knew that although Zhao Sheng disliked him and wanted to drive him out of the sect, he was a scourge. But Chu Luo knew that Zhao Sheng was actually kind-hearted. If he hadn't visited Zhao Sheng's medicine field frequently before. Zhao Sheng wouldn't have targeted him like this. Furthermore, if Zhao Sheng was that kind of sinister and vicious person. The punch from his master Yin Ya before was not as simple as just blackening his eye circles... "Hehe..." "Old ghost Zhao, you also know to worry about this emperor's good disciple?" "You haven't been possessed, right?" Yin Ya laughed strangely and joked.
"Go away... He is not my disciple, why would I worry!" "I am afraid that he will embarrass our sect!" Zhao Sheng curled his lips, and the swelling and pain from his eyes made him want to punch Yin Ya back. But he can't do it now... Yin Ya grinned, stood up and said to Han Wujie on the ring: "Little ghost, since this emperor's good disciple wants to challenge you, then wait a moment, this emperor will be back soon!" As soon as the voice fell, Yin Ya's figure disappeared instantly. At this moment, Han Wujie on the ring looked at Chu Luo with a surprised face. It was very incredible. The young man in front of him was actually the disciple of Emperor Yin Ya! In other words, the person in front of him was also a direct disciple of the Taboo Sect! But how come the other party only has the cultivation level of Wushi Realm? "This kid... is actually Yin Ya's disciple..." "Hehe..." The ancient sage Yan Jun below the ring was also surprised. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and he remembered Chu Luo... "Are you the direct disciple of the ancient sage Yin Ya?" Han Wujie frowned and looked at Chu Luo seriously. Chu Luo spread his hands and shrugged: "Of course!" "Why? Don't I look like a direct disciple?" Han Wujie sneered, folded his hands and snorted: "I know most of the direct disciples of the Taboo Sect." "Each of you direct disciples has a higher cultivation level than you, and each of them is famous on the Tianjiao List!" "Why haven't I heard of you?!" "You are not my opponent, get out of here!" "Otherwise, if I hurt you, the Ancient Sage of Crows will cause trouble for me..." The Ancient Sage of the Crow of the Forbidden Sect is well-known in the Three Thousand Worlds as a protector of shortcomings.
And he has no principles, even if he is a junior, he can do it... Han Wujie didn't want to be taken care of by the old lunatic Crow. Chu Luo grinned, relaxed his muscles and bones, and secretly held the Shou Yuan Dan in his hand. "Peace of mind!" "I promise, even if you hurt me, my master will not cause you any trouble!" "Besides...from today on, you will remember my name!" "And after today, your ranking on the list of geniuses will probably be gone!" Chu Luo's words caused the core disciples below to cover their faces. This scourge doesn't even look at the difference in cultivation between oneself and others. To be so arrogant! I hope I won’t be beaten too badly by the opponent later... "snort!" "Okay, then I want to learn a lesson from you as my successor today!" "Let's take action!" "Give me a hand!" Han Wujie was angered by Chu Luo's words, and with a gloomy face, he stretched out a hand towards Chu Luo. The corner of Chu Luo's mouth raised, just as he was taking medicine to restore his longevity. There was an invisible fluctuation in the arena between the two. Immediately afterwards, the Dark Crow who had left earlier appeared on the ring. Han Wujie was startled and couldn't help but take a step back. "Master?!" Chu Luo was slightly startled, curious as to why his master came up here? And Chu Luo noticed. In his master's hand, he held an emerald-green spiritual grass, emitting a faint light. A powerful medicinal power emanated from this spiritual grass. "That's... holy medicine!!" Ancient Sage Yanjun in the audience noticed the spiritual grass in Yin Crow's hand and exclaimed on the spot. That's right, the spiritual grass in Elder Crow's hand is a holy medicine.
"Vital Grass!!" "Could it be..." Elder Zhao Sheng stared at the holy medicine in Crow's hand. He seemed to recognize this familiar holy medicine. Immediately, he turned around suddenly, quickly left the scene, and headed straight for his mountain peak... "Damn old ghost crow..." The next moment, everyone present heard the sound on the distant mountain peak. There was a heartbreaking roar...