Become invincible from the explosion of the alchemy furnace

Chen Xuan looked at these corpses and tried using the Xuan Sword. With three-thirds of his strength, the Xuan Sword struck the corpses without leaving any scars, only a shallow mark.

"It seems a little tricky. I didn't expect the defense of these things to be so high." He exploded with spiritual power again, turning into endless flames, transforming into countless flame monsters, as well as dozens of knights riding flame horses.

His consciousness controlled the flames, urging these flame creatures to attack the old man's dead body.

The two parties were fighting in a melee, and the corpse seemed to have no other means of attack other than simple attacks such as biting and scratching.

The corpse bit off the claws of a flaming tiger in one bite, but the tiger's bite could only break the flesh.

The defenses of the two sides were not proportional. As time passed, several of Chen Xuan's flame creatures were wiped out, while only one of the dead bodies was injured. It seemed that they had not lost their fighting ability.

Chen Xuan felt that these creatures were really tough, with amazing defense and powerful attack.

But the old man didn't think so. He was extremely shocked. These dead corpses had been following him for decades. Since the old man found some materials in the past few years, he greatly strengthened the bodies of these corpses. In the dozens of battles that followed, they were all gone. The current situation appears.

Although the corpse that was being supported was still capable of fighting, the disembowelment of this corpse had never caused such great damage. It was unknown how much it would cost to repair, and the old man suddenly felt extremely distressed.

The old man only agreed to come after receiving some benefits from the black man. He didn't expect Chen Xuan to be so troublesome. Those benefits were not even one-tenth of the cost of repairing the corpse. The old man regretted it a little, but he still had to continue because of his face. The battle continues, but we can't use these corpses.

As the old man murmured, the corpse walked into the door of darkness again.

Chen Xuan was surprised, but he didn't think much about it. He picked up his killing move and attacked the old man.

"Flying God Record!" "Floating Palm!"

Chen Xuan's body has reached its extreme speed. Under the blessing of Feishenlu, there are afterimages around the old man, and a palm print flies towards the old man's head.

"boom--"

The old man looked at Chen Xuan, his eyes glowed with endless magic light, and he took over his Fusheng Palm with just his flesh palm.

Even if the old man doesn't use those corpses, he himself is still a strong man in the ninth level of demons, with unfathomable strength.

Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly and he distanced himself from the old man.

The Ninth Level Demon was indeed powerful, and Chen Xuan secretly thought about how to deal with it.

…

"puff--"

Dozens of demon soldiers were cut away by Chu Jianghe with one move, and the junior brothers around him were also struggling to kill them.

On average, these Demon Sect soldiers are only at the second or third level of the Demon Sect, but they are large in number. However, Chu Jianghe's people here are well-organized in their defense and can barely cope with them.

Both sides are locked in a fierce battle, and everyone is rising up to kill the enemy. It is also a constant test for these newly born sect disciples.

…

Chen Xuan gradually got an idea in his mind and flew towards the old man again. Countless floating fingers attacked the old man menacingly.

The old man sneered and didn't do anything. He waved his big hand, rolled up countless black energy, and blocked all the attacking Fusheng fingers.

At this moment, Chen Xuan walked around behind the old man, secretly grasping the magic formula, and his consciousness covered the old man like water.

The old man felt something was wrong. He was about to fly up, but found that the surrounding space seemed to be a pool of stagnant water, which made the old man move slowly.

The Ninth Level Demon is indeed powerful. When killing a monster, it has completely controlled the monster to death, but with the old man, it can still move slowly.

But he didn't think so much. He made a fist with his right hand, and at the same time, the floating spirit body in his body also injected power into his right hand.

As he murmured in his mouth, his right hand, which had compressed countless powers, burned like a real flame.

This blow was his strongest blow. Under the feeling of this power, Chen Xuan had a vague feeling in his heart, and there was a tendency to merge with the earth.

"boom!"

This punch hit the old man's head firmly, and his skull was instantly filled with cracks. It was resisted by the power of the old man's consciousness.

But it was still useless. The elder of the Demon Sect who lost his mobility could only rely on physical defense and a force in his consciousness to resist.

"ah!!"

The old man screamed in pain, almost unable to bear it, "Bang——" Finally, the top of the skull was shattered, and the power from the fist poured into the top of the old man's head.

At this critical moment, the old man's body burst out with endless power, resumed his actions, and shook Chen Xuan away.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he stared at the old man with sharp eyes.

It is indeed not that easy to kill the strong man in the ninth level, but the power from his fist has been poured into the old man's consciousness. Chen Xuan believes that at this time, the old man has run out of fuel and is just on the verge of death. Fight back.

As long as he survives this period of time, Chen Xuan will be victorious!

Thinking of this, he raised his strength again, activated Feishenlu, disappeared into the air, and struck the old man from time to time.

"ah!"

The old man is now in a terrifying state, his head is covered with blood, and he is bursting with endless momentum, but his breath is unstable and he will not be able to last long.

"boom--"

Another blow of Fusheng Palm hit the elder, "Pfft, I didn't expect that I, Guimu, would be killed by others one day. I am still a fledgling. Hahaha, it's ridiculous. It's ridiculous." Guimu seemed to have regained his clarity at this time, The corners of his mouth were raised, and he laughed exaggeratedly, his face full of self-mockery.

"It's entirely your own fault that you have fallen to this point. If you do too many things that hurt Li, you will always receive retribution."

Chen Xuan looked at Guimu and said calmly.

"Retribution? I remember, son, come down with me, hahaha." He looked crazy and laughed crazily.

"No, he's going to blow himself up, get out of the way!" Chen Xuan said to the people behind him.

"boom!"

It was too late, so he could only try his best to defend himself against the explosion.

The self-destruction of a ninth-level demon master was so terrifying that he was instantly seriously injured and was about to be unable to withstand it. The finger bones in his body suddenly glowed, forming a barrier to protect him.

Chen Xuan still fainted...