Holy Dragon Soul Emperor

Chapter 88 The Demon Monument Appears! [fourth more]

boom!
Feeling the momentum of Lin Chen's punch, Yan Yi couldn't help but hesitate.

The black energy attached to the fists reveals a kind of strength and arrogance that Yan Yi can't understand. How can the power obtained by the Vientiane Senluo Art be comparable to ordinary energy?

And in the darkness behind Lin Chen, the two lights that were about to come out, could it be his martial soul?
Yan Yi felt turbulent in his heart, and he found that he couldn't see through this guy more and more.

However, the sword had already been thrust out, so naturally there was no reason to take it back. The little energy that had just recovered in the body poured into the sword, and a dark red flame rose from the edge of the sword, slashing towards Lin Chen.

A wave of scorching heat hit his face, but Lin Chen did not hesitate at all, he threw out both fists and met the sword.

The light shone from behind, as if the sound of roaring from the ancient times was spreading, and even the dragon pattern on the white jade towering pillar in front of the palace behind seemed to be affected and wanted to fly out.

Breaking through to the ninth level has the effect of building a foundation with the Mori Demon Crystal. Lin Chen felt that his current strength was several times stronger, and one elemental force was enough to match the power of the past three realms.

The moment the punch was released, the eight layers of dark energy had been condensed, the koi in the dantian swayed, and the eight claws just born from the abdomen grabbed the air. It seemed that eight golden rays as thin as hairs shot out from the dantian and attached to it. In front of Lin Chen's fist.

Like Yan Yi, he was at the ninth rank of Acquired Heaven, and Lin Chen didn't even use the Golden Scale Transformation. He was confident enough to crush Yan Yi.

It just so happened that Wuhun had evolved and wanted to try it out, but Yan Yi bumped into it by himself, so I can't blame myself!

boom!
Imposing like a rainbow, Lin Chen took another step forward, with an astonishing style of punching, even from a distance, it still shocked Yan Yi.

At this moment, the flame sword slashed down, as if coming with a layer of darkness, wanting to plunge Lin Chen into darkness, but when that fist glowing with faint gold, carrying the mighty black power , and when the hidden eight-fold dark energy struck fiercely, everything was torn apart!
One power down ten sessions!

Lin Chen's fist had far surpassed Yan Yi's sword, so no matter how clever this sword was, it would not have the slightest effect, and the effect of the flame of the night martial soul would not be able to affect Lin Chen at all.

Feeling this aura and the huge force transmitted to his arm along the sword, Yan Yi stared at Lin Chen, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart, screaming crazily.

"This is impossible!!!"

Even if it was guessed before, Lin Chen is already very strong now, but when he actually faced it, he still couldn't accept it.

Under the same realm, he couldn't stop Lin Chen's move at all!
Bang bang bang!
Layers of dark power exploded wildly, and the flames above the blade were extinguished directly, replaced by a more refined black, which was a touch of darkness that could not be erased no matter what!
Magical!
This is Yan Yi's evaluation of this punch. This punch is full of magic, and the black energy rises, as if a black devil is condensed in front of Yan Yi, laughing wildly at him.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the unrecovered injury became even worse. As Yan Yi retreated, he couldn't even hold the sword in his hand, and flew upside down.

Zheng!
The sword pierced the white jade ground, and there was a crisp sound. Yan Yi was surprised to find that there was a crack in the sound of the sword's edge!
Withdrawing the fist, in Lin Chen's eyes, the phantoms of the two martial spirits receded, and the light and shadow behind him also slowly dissipated. He was pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect that his current strength was so tyrannical.

Yan Yi is a genius of the Qingshan Sword Sect. Although his strength has been suppressed, his understanding of martial arts and the manipulation of Yuanli cannot be suppressed. His strength is definitely beyond the ordinary ninth rank of Houtian, but such The strong man, in his own hands, couldn't even hold a single punch.

Moreover, Lin Chen also saw the gap in the voice of the sword edge. Even the eightfold dark energy may not be able to achieve this level, so the answer is only the koi martial soul.

The moment the punch was released, the golden light released from the eight claws of the koi martial spirit should be the culprit that caused the sword to crack.

My heart is burning, what kind of power is this that enables him to shake the sword with his fists!

Not to mention inheritance, the current harvest alone has far exceeded Lin Chen's imagination, and the power of those two Senluo magic crystals is absolutely shocking.

Yan Yi fell to the ground and clutched his chest. His eyes were full of resentment. Looking at Lin Chen, he couldn't accept this fact. In fact, what he didn't know was that Lin Chen still held back.

If the Golden Scale Transformation is used, I am afraid that Yan Yi will not only suffer from the current injury, but may even be killed by one blow.

Looking at Yan Yi, before Lin Chen's eyes, the scene where he used the magic bead to collect the insect king reappeared again, and he couldn't help but feel moved.

Quickly walking in front of Yan Yi, under his astonished gaze, he took away his Ruomu card. Lin Chen's thoughts penetrated into it, and his eyes immediately lit up with joy.

As expected of being a disciple of a great sect, this net worth is really rich, besides the demon bead, there is also a large amount of spiritual essence, there are also many high-quality swords, there is also a green mountain sword formula, and many healing elixirs etc.

Unceremoniously putting the Ruomu tablet in his arms, Lin Chen looked towards the palace behind.

But where he couldn't see, that figure smiled.

"This boy suits my taste! I think I, Sen Luo Mozun, didn't go wherever I went, where I hit, and where I grabbed it!"

Rumble!
Immediately afterwards, following his thoughts, the huge white jade palace also made a rumbling sound. The four white jade pillars spun, and the dragon pattern and chains on them moved, and the main gate of the palace opened wide!

Dazzling brilliance projected from it, and Lin Chen looked around. Inside the main entrance, in the huge palace, there was only a stone tablet in the center that was so dark that it reached the sky, standing proudly.

On the stone tablet, the two miraculous big characters appear in a darker black color, which is breathtaking.

Senra!

Seeing these two words, Lin Chen was finally [-]% sure that the source of the inheritance here is definitely the legendary Senluo Temple that ran rampant in the mainland a hundred years ago, and his own Vientiane Senluo Jue also came from it!
Hey.

The light lines of the tadpoles in the body emerged again, extremely agile, as if they were about to fly out of Lin Chen's body and head towards the stone tablet.

Lin Chen's mind was directly attracted by those two big characters, and he was completely absorbed in them. His mind wandered into the sky, and the Wanxiang Senluo Jue started to operate automatically, and a layer of mysterious black glow appeared all over his body.

Yan Yi, who was behind, was also stunned for the first time. These two words seemed to contain all phenomena, which was extremely magnificent.

What the two of them didn't notice was that beside the stele, there was a figure in a black robe with his hands behind his back, slowly emerging, looking deeply at Lin Chen.

"The Senluo Demon Tablet is the foundation of my crossing the continent. I can't fully understand it in my whole life. I don't know what you can realize from it!"

(End of this chapter)