Holy Emperor Jiuxiao

"burst!"

With a soft drink from Yunchen, a strange spell was activated, and the flaming gun controlled by the divine sense exploded in an instant. The power of the self-detonation of the top-level magic weapon was no less than that of a late Jindan cultivator.

"Pfft."

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the late stage cultivator who was in the center of the explosion looked in a panic, his legs had disappeared, and his body was thrown to the ground fiercely.

"Pfft."

puff...

In the square where the top-level magic weapon exploded, a deep pit with the size of ten feet deep and one hundred feet wide appeared. Many Nascent Soul stage monks who couldn't resist were also injured by the shock, and looked at Yunchen in horror.

"What a decisive person, must be eliminated!"

When Lan Xiaotian saw Yunchen's series of attacks, he was secretly afraid. This monk has countless treasures in his hands, his strength is unfathomable, and his actions are extremely decisive.

He actually blew himself up with a top-level magic weapon and gave up part of his consciousness to kill the late-stage monks without the slightest hesitation.

Now I can still kill it. If I let it grow up in the future, the Lan family will be in danger. Looking at the few late-stage monks around me, I said softly.

"Yunchen, don't consume too much consciousness, let's leave quickly!"

Although Lan Yubing's mana is imprisoned, she has rich experience. From Yunchen's appearance to now, she has been looking at Yunchen, only Yunchen in her eyes.

Seeing that the former monk in the foundation building period has now become an invincible existence, a kind of incomparable happiness wells up in his heart, and with a trace of self-blame, Yunchen's strength has skyrocketed, and he must have suffered countless dangers during this period. All self-inflicted.

A trace of pity and tenderness flowed in his heart, and he gently leaned his beautiful and delicate face on Yunchen's back, feeling that this not-so-slim body was an unshakable mountain-like stalwart.

It can make people feel extremely safe. She doesn't want how strong Yunchen is and how many monks he has killed. She just wants Yunchen to leave safely without any harm.

No matter how powerful I am, I am still just a woman, a woman who needs to be relied on.

Seeing that Yunchen killed most of the monks of Tianmingzong in a short time, two of the three late-stage monks were instantly killed, and one was seriously injured, but Yunchen also consumed a lot of mana and consciousness.

Moreover, a shocking cloudy aura shot up into the sky. In front of this aura, it seemed like it was going to be destroyed in an instant. The cultivators of the third rank in the later stage cast forbidden spells, which were not something the mid-stage cultivators could resist at all.

In a hurry, she regarded Yunchen as the foundation building stage more than 200 years ago, and at that time, she was a monk of the Jindan stage and Yunchen's uncle.

"Well, I will take you away safely!"

Yun Chen said softly, in front of others, he is extremely cold, but in front of his beloved, he will not be stingy with tenderness.

"If there is an afterlife, remember not to provoke Tian Mingzong again."

"Pluto is born!"

The old man has been using the forbidden technique of the underworld all the time. There are three late Nascent Soul monks and twenty middle-stage monks entangled Yunchen, so he will not be distracted to affect the forbidden technique.

But when the forbidden technique was cast, it was discovered that Yunchen was actually talking to Lan Yubing. Of the three late-stage cultivators, two were damaged, and one was injured and lost his fighting power.

"Okay, I remember it, I have learned this sentence, if there is an afterlife, remember not to provoke me, Yunchen!"

After finishing speaking, the aura of the whole body changed suddenly, becoming extremely violent, the magic power of the whole body was gathered, and with one hand stretched out, a palm-sized bow appeared in the heart.

Suddenly, there was a violent tremor in the air, and a shocking coercion emanated from the curved bow. The square with a radius of ten miles was completely suppressed by this coercion.

Countless monks showed panic in their eyes, and hurriedly retreated to the edge of the square, watching from a distance, their mana running to the extreme.

"You can die, but you don't have an afterlife."

"The Arrow of the Mad Dragon."

With a soft shout, the bow was slowly raised, and the right hand was caught in the air, all the monks were puzzled for a while. No matter how powerful a bow is, it is useless without a bow and arrow.

But when he saw Yunchen stretching out his right hand, the breath in his whole body changed rapidly, and he kept muttering something in his mouth.

The right hand stopped steadily in the air, looking at the old man with his eyes, and the whole person was completely integrated into the air. The air that was originally chaotic, when the right hand stopped, the air in the entire space seemed to be still.

But the right hand didn't stay, because when the right hand appeared in the air, everyone had an illusion, and this illusion could only be discovered in the later stage.

This is the fusion between speed and stillness, and the right hand grabs the void.

The monks in the entire square trembled, as if Yunchen's right hand was holding onto their minds, and the expressions of the monks with a slightly lower level of cultivation changed drastically.

Lan Xiaotian was also terrified in his heart. He has been in the cultivation world for more than 1000 years, and has seen all kinds of masters, but he has never seen such an attack.

There was a look of greed in his eyes, this kind of attack, with Yun Chen's cultivation base, he could definitely only attack once, and if he picked up the cheap one, it would be himself at that time.

The atmosphere in the air was extremely oppressive, but within a radius of ten feet of Yunchen, it didn't have the slightest influence. Lan Yubing also looked at Yunchen's attack in shock. Understand that the treasure in Yunchen's hands is extremely domineering.

It's a long story, but the whole process only took a moment. The old man used the top-level spirit treasure to perform the forbidden technique of Tianmingzong.A ten-foot-high Pluto appeared in the air.

The whole body exudes a shocking and strange aura. This aura is definitely not possessed by monks in the Nascent Soul stage, at least it can only appear by monks in the Nascent Soul stage.

Pluto clasped his fists together, and slammed towards Yunchen like a bow, the space was torn apart, and a gray light burst through the air with the breath of destruction and death.

The old man and Yunchen were only a thousand feet apart, and the distance of a thousand feet was only a blink of an eye for a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, let alone the birth of the king of the underworld.

Yun Chen's eyes showed a focused look, and he ignored the attack from Pluto at all, because the arrow of the mad dragon had already been used at a critical moment.

In the right hand, there is a crystal arrow of spiritual energy, the arrow of spiritual energy is ten feet in size, all the spiritual energy in the space quickly gathers towards the arrow of spiritual energy, and the arrow of spiritual energy gets richer and purer with spiritual energy.

At this time, Pluto's attack had already reached a distance of five hundred feet, and the arrow of spiritual energy that Yun Chen grabbed in the void with his right hand also landed on the bow of Xuanling.

The bow of the mysterious spirit is aimed at the front, from left to right, and quickly aimed at the attack from the sky, but at the moment when the bow of the mysterious spirit is aimed at the head and sweeps towards the monks.

Every monk's heart trembled wildly, as if the god of death had come, and before the bow and arrow were aimed, they had no sense of escape.

"whoosh"

With a slight sound, the arrow of spiritual energy came out of his hand and shot towards the attack of Hades, the whole space trembled as if it was about to be shattered.

Wherever the arrow of spiritual energy passed, all the spiritual energy was absorbed. The arrow of spiritual energy, which was originally ten feet in size, became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a bow and arrow with a length of three feet.

But we all know that this is the state where the aura is compressed to the extreme.

"Boom."

There was a violent explosion, and the entire Qingfeng mountain range shook violently, and the arrow of spiritual energy collided with the gray light cast by Hades.

The gray light did not stop at all, and was quickly broken. The arrow of spiritual energy trembled, and quickly shot towards Hades. After trembling, it instantly returned to its previous power.

But the aura of the space was absorbed and disappeared even more rapidly, and Lan Xiaotian's face changed drastically. If this continues, the aura of Qingfeng Mountain will be lost too much, and Qingfeng Mountain will also be affected.

"what"

"what."

The arrow of spiritual energy ignored the speed of space, and finally came to Pluto who was thousands of feet away. The strong defense was instantly penetrated, and the arrow of spiritual energy penetrated the body of Hades in a burst.

"Boom."

There was a burst of explosion, and the extremely powerful Pluto burst instantly and disappeared into the air. The arrow of spiritual energy flew forward and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Boom."

A hundred miles away, there was an earth-shattering explosion, even if it was a hundred miles away, the vibration of the earth could be clearly felt. A mountain peak hundreds of miles away was blown off half of the mountain by the arrow of spiritual energy.

Seeing such a result, all the monks were extremely horrified. Is this still an attack from the monks? What kind of monks can easily take it.

"Pfft."

Pluto disappeared, the forbidden spell cast was broken, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood, his body shook violently, his mana was exhausted, and his appearance was extremely bleak, as if he had aged for decades.

"Die!"

Yun Chen yelled lightly, flicked his right fingers repeatedly, and six god-killing fingers flashed out, attacking the old man silently, it would not be a fool if he didn't kill him at this time.

"Stop, this deity will destroy you."

A look of horror appeared on Lan Xiaotian's face, he didn't expect that the treasure in Yunchen's hands was so overbearing, even if he was himself, he couldn't take it easily.

But when he saw Yunchen kill the old man, there was a strange look in his eyes, and he waited until Yunchen cast the god-killing finger before hitting Yunchen across the air.

"Pfft."

"Pfft, puff..."

There were six muffled sounds, and six Nascent Soul stage monks fell to the ground, including the old man who had turned three in the late stage. The old man gave Lan Xiaotian a hard look, and finally fell down slowly.

"boom."

There was a loud noise, Yun Chen's body retreated violently, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, the glare flow cloud shield trembled sharply, finally couldn't resist Lan Xiaotian's attack, and quickly turned into its original shape and fell into Yun Chen's hands.

"How about getting rid of him?"

Yunchen stepped back a hundred feet away, looked at Lan Xiao with cold eyes, and there were more than ten late-stage monks, and opened their mouths to ask Lan Yubing softly.

"Ah."

Lan Yubing took out her own silk, and gently wiped off the blood at the corner of Yunchen's mouth, the endless tenderness on her face, this is no ice fairy, but a peerless beauty who is as gentle as water.

In front of outsiders, she never showed a smile or gentleness, but in front of Yun Chen, she let go of all her reservations, and focused all her body and mind on Yun Chen.

There is a kind of animal in this world called women, and there are such a small part of women, they either don’t love, or love to the death, love without complaint or regret