Wudong Galaxy

At the moment, Ling Shuiyan's gaze was cast on the twenty leaders. At this moment, the leaders of the Blood Fiend Group under the suppression of the magic clock, all of them looked human, as if they were fished out of the water. Water was dripping from the whole body, panting heavily, and seemed to be about to collapse!

Seeing the gazes of Xiao Chen and Ling Shuiyan projected over, the demon said with strength: "Little ancestor, please forgive me, we obey!"

"Yes! Yes! Little ancestor, we are convinced! We are completely convinced! I call you grandpa! Grandpa!"

"..."

As the devil took the lead, the other people said quickly, completely abandoning their dignity, each of them was getting older, and in order to survive, they all started calling Grandpa Xiao Chen, hoping that Xiao Chen could keep them alive.

Xiao Chen smiled coldly when he heard the words, he knew that these monsters were not real, Xiao Chen could guarantee that as soon as he put away the magic clock, these monsters would rush to kill him immediately.

Immediately he said: "Now tell me where your boss Qingming Swordsman is, whoever tells first, I will let him go. Otherwise, I guarantee that you will die in utter despair and pain."

Hearing this, the twenty lords immediately rolled their eyes. Although Qingming Swordsman is their boss, but Qingming Swordsman has always been a supernatural dragon, and he has rarely appeared in the blood evil group. How do they know Qingming The whereabouts of the swordsman.

However, at this moment, Xiao Chen's brows suddenly frowned, and he shot like lightning, throwing a storage ring above his finger, just at the moment Xiao Chen just threw it out! [

boom!

With a loud noise, the storage ring thrown by Xiao Chen exploded in mid-air, and at the same time, a tyrannical momentum burst out suddenly accompanied by the loud laughter of Kuaobi.

"Ha ha……"

From the smoke of the explosion of the storage ring, Xiao Chen saw a handsome and handsome man break through the fog, flying into the air, his clothes rolled up, and he laughed loudly.

"He...it turned out to be you!" At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly understood

After realizing it, it turned out that the ghostly man who was captured by himself and locked in the storage ring to lead the way was Qingming Swordsman!

At this moment, Xiao Chen finally remembered why he always felt like he had seen Qingming Swordsman before when Fairy Yinghong mentioned the characteristics of Qingming Swordsman, and now he finally understands everything!

Sometimes, some things seem to be easy to think of, but the consciousness will end, and I can't remember it until the truth comes out.

Although Xiao Chen suspected that he was the Qingming swordsman when he captured the ghostly man, he was denied by himself, so naturally he would not connect the two again.

Although it suddenly dawned on him now, it was too late. If Xiao Chen had understood it for a moment, he would have been able to kill Qingming Swordsman directly without any effort!

Swordsman Qingming's cultivation has a period of fluctuation, and now that he has recovered his manly body and possessed the cultivation of a half-immortal, Xiao Chen is thinking that it is not very possible to kill him!

"That's right! It's me!" Qing Ming Swordsman landed slowly from mid-air, looking at Xiao Chen, his murderous intent was like a needle, and he stabbed directly at Xiao Chen, and said in a cold voice: "I said, I will let you survive No, I can't ask for death!"

"That depends on what means you have!" Hearing this, Xiao Chen responded coldly. Xiao Chen was not afraid of Qingming Swordsman!

Now that his cultivation base has entered the ninth level of spiritual perception, he is comparable to a fighter in the first level of the Tongxuan Mirror, and even has a magic clock in his hand, so he is not without the power to fight against a half-immortal.

Even if he can't beat the half-immortal, but his life is worrying, so why should Xiao Chen be afraid? [

Not to mention the Qingming Swordsman, even if Ye Feilong is so tyrannical, Xiao Chen is not afraid. Compared with Ye Feilong, Qingming Swordsman is simply weak!

"Boss! Quickly save us!"

"Yeah! Boss, quickly get that damn magic clock off our heads!"

"Boss! Help me, I can't hold on any longer!"

"..."

At this moment, with the appearance of the Qingming swordsman, the twenty leaders of the Blood Fiend Group suppressed by the magic clock seemed to see a savior, shouting again and again, and the voices for help became chaotic

Hearing this, the swordsman Qingming frowned slightly, and scolded coldly: "Hmph! You can't even beat a kid with a spiritual sense mirror, a bunch of trash!"

Even so, the swordsman Qingming still made a move. At this moment, he has recovered the body of a man, possesses the cultivation base of a half-immortal realm, and is tyrannical. When he saw his palm waved, the wind suddenly surged, and in an instant, he evolved into a statue Huge handprint, this handprint has nine fingers, it turned out to be the supernatural power 'Nine Demonic Seals' used by the devil!

However, from the hands of Qingming Swordsman, its power is many times stronger than that of the devil. It is unimaginable. Snatch it from Xiao Chen's hands.

"Break it for me!"

How could Xiao Chen allow the magic clock to be captured by Qing Ming swordsman, and immediately shouted violently. Suddenly, the magic clock that was suspended in midair and motionless suddenly burst out with poor magic light. The light is a mysterious rune. In the blink of an eye, three thousand runes burst out from the magic clock, and three thousand magic lights evolved, like a magic sword piercing through three thousand worlds. On top of the supernatural powers of the 'Nine Demon Seals'!

boom!

In an instant, a huge roaring sound suddenly erupted, and the supernatural power of the Qingming swordsman "Nine Demonic Seals" was like a mirror under the impact of the magic light, and it burst instantly, and was directly strangled by three thousand magic lights. The remaining power of the three thousand demonic lights that contained the most divine power remained undiminished, and swept directly towards the swordsman Qingming, bursting out with violent power, and even wanted to suppress the swordsman Qingming in one fell swoop!

"What a powerful Taoist weapon!" Seeing that the magic clock was so tyrannical, Swordsman Qingming exclaimed. Although he saw that the magic clock was a Taoist weapon at first glance, he didn't expect the magic clock to be so tyrannical. His cultivation could not be suppressed!

Generally speaking, the power of a Taoist weapon is equivalent to that of a half-immortal, a low-grade Taoist weapon is equivalent to a warrior who leaps from the first to the second heaven, a middle-grade Taoist weapon is equivalent to a warrior who leaps from the third to the sixth heaven, and a high-grade Taoist artifact is equivalent to A martial artist who leaps from the seventh heaven to the ninth heaven.

Xiao Chen's magic clock is obviously just a low-grade Taoist weapon, but the power it erupts is comparable to that of a middle-grade Taoist weapon. collapse.

"The King's Curse!" At this moment, seeing the three thousand magic lights erupting from the magic clock, Ling Shuiyan blurted out in surprise, she seemed to recognize the runes on the magic clock.

But now that the battle was imminent, Xiao Chen didn't want to ask, so he controlled the magic clock to burst out three thousand magic lights, rolling them all over, and crushing towards Qing Ming swordsman.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The magic clock is more powerful than others, the three thousand magic lights swept everything, and the swordsman Qing Ming retreated again and again, and he couldn't suppress the magic clock at all. He walked among the three thousand magic lights, precariously, as if he might be suppressed by the magic clock at any time!

"Ghost Shadow!"

Fighting against the magic clock for 81 moves, the Qingming swordsman's face changed drastically, and he was about to be absorbed into the magic clock by the three thousand magic lights of the magic clock. Flood the heaven and earth, avoid the suppression of the magic clock!

"Xiao Chen, be careful!"

At this moment, Ling Shuiyan yelled loudly, at the same time, Ling Shuiyan raised his jade hand, and there was a loud 'collapse' sound, amidst the surging clouds, he pointed at the cloud, like a tilted pillar of heaven, suddenly hit it out, impressively The supernatural power of 'listening to cloud fingers'!

boom!

Amidst the extremely powerful roar, Ling Shuiyan's whole body shook violently, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from the sky, and his whole body flew upside down like fluttering catkins, blood staining his white skirt!

At the same time, a figure appeared in front of Xiao Chen in an instant, it was the swordsman Qing Ming!

Swordsman Qingming avoided the suppression of the magic clock with his combat body attributes, and was about to wait for an opportunity to kill Xiao Chen, but was killed by Ling Shuiyan halfway and resisted.

However, Ling Shuiyan is the third level of Tongxuan Jing's cultivation, and he was injured in the first place, and he has not recovered his peak cultivation. At this moment, in order to protect Xiao Chen, he received a supernatural power from Qingming Swordsman, and was seriously injured in an instant. Flying [-] meters away, falling into the dense forest, life and death are unknown!

Seeing Ling Shuiyan being blown into the dense forest at once, Xiao Chen was like a madman, his eyes were blood red, and he was completely transformed into a demon, those blood red eyes were like a fierce demon instantly Locking on the Qingming swordsman, Qiong's murderous intentions burst out like a river bursting its embankment.

At the same time, Xiao Chen waved his arms, and in an instant, the magic clock standing in the air, like a mountain like a mountain, shrank suddenly, pulling out a black aurora and appearing in Xiao Chen's palm, turning into two arms embracing the thickness, Hugged by Xiao Chen, he put it near his mouth.

At this moment, Swordsman Qingming also raised his big hand again, violently using Qiong's mana, and instantly condensed a big handprint of the demon, wrapped in Qiong's divine power, covering Xiao Chen, before Gaia came down, with Xiao Chen as the center, The trees with a radius of ten meters were instantly crushed by the terrifying force and turned into flurry of powder.

It was too late to say all of this, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, just as Qing Ming Swordsman's big handprint of the demon was about to fall down, beating Xiao Chen to death, a sound of violent drinking was also remembered in an instant!

Holding the magic clock in his arms, Xiao Chen started to use his sonic skills, and shouted at the magic clock with murderous intent: "The pulse of the earth, kill the monster! Swordsman Qingming, die!"

boom!

moment!The terrifying sonic power roared and directly bombarded into the magic clock, instantly!The powerful sound waves reverberated crazily in the magic clock, and then roared out from the magic clock. The violent sound waves were more than a hundred times stronger than when Xiao Chen roared out.

You must know that when Xiao Chen refined the magic clock, its main function was not to suppress it, but to increase the intensity of the sound waves. It is only because of this that the magic clock has a perverted ability to suppress.

At this moment, following Xiao Chen's sudden injection of the sound wave of the "pulse of the earth" into the magic clock, after a hundred times the power of the sound wave, the power of the sound wave is as powerful as the shooting stars that day and night showed Xiao Chen's possession!

Under the overwhelming sound wave, even the sky and the earth trembled, and the moment the terrifying sound wave roared out of the magic clock, it directly evolved into an entity!

Ow-!

An extremely powerful sound wave roared out from the magic clock, directly evolving 72 Earth Demon Dragons with overwhelming demonic energy!

The dragon's chant shook the sky, and the 72 Earth Demon Dragon burst out at once, roaring upwards, and under the overwhelming sound waves, the world fell into chaos, the darkness was so dark, and the hard floor plates were cracked, horrifying. crack!

The supernatural handprint covered by the Nether Swordsman was like a bubble under this terrifying sound wave, and it was extremely fragile, and it was blown to ashes. Gathering together as one, like the magic whip shot by the ancient devil emperor, it penetrates all the wilds and six corners of the earth, wrapped in a terrifying power like abyss and hell, and barrels towards the Nether Swordsman!

"72 Bodhisattva singing?!"

Seeing such a scene, Swordsman Qingming almost dropped his eyeballs, and couldn't help exclaiming!He never expected that Xiao Chen would be proficient in Tianyin Pavilion's supernatural power. What's more, Xiao Chen also played a new trick with this supernatural power, putting on a big speaker to reverberate it, and its power increased a hundred times!