The next moment, the middle-aged man in white robe turned into a golden light and rushed towards Wang Lun. Although the opponent had reached the seventh level of the divine king realm, Chen Xuan and Wang Lun were not afraid of him at all.

The middle-aged man in white robe suddenly rushed to Wang Lun's side. Chen Xuan was not worried about Wang Lun at all. After all, Wang Lun's physical defense also reached the limit of the mortal body, and he was only one step away from surpassing the mortal body. The black giant sword in his hand was suddenly raised in the air, blocking the palm of the middle-aged man in white robe.

Chen Xuan saw that the middle-aged man in white robe had launched an attack, so he instantly moved his body and approached Wang Lun.

Wang Lun's black giant sword was hit head-on by the middle-aged man in white robes. The sword made a series of roaring sounds, and the sound stopped after a long time.

At the same time, the middle-aged man in white robe suddenly showed his aura and punched Chen Xuan fiercely. A golden light beam appeared out of thin air from its body and headed for the fiercest impact.

Chen Xuan's face changed slightly. If he was hit by this golden beam of light, he would inevitably not be slightly injured.

At this time, several men wearing white robes were also attacking Chen Xuan and the others. However, these people were only at the first level of the Divine Lord, so Chen Xuan was not afraid at all.

The power of Suzaku overflowed from his body. Chen Xuan waved the prairie fire sword in his hand and broke the golden beam of light. However, Chen Xuan's body was also knocked away. After all, the middle-aged man in white robe had reached the level of cultivation. At the seventh level of the Divine Sovereign Realm, it was very difficult for Chen Xuan to deal with him with his own strength.

After sensing Chen Xuan's sudden strength, the middle-aged man in white robe looked slightly surprised.

He didn't expect that Chen Xuan could suddenly increase his cultivation level. Originally, he only thought that Chen Xuan's strength was only at the third level of the Divine Lord. However, Chen Xuan was able to follow his attack, which was enough to understand Chen Xuan's strength. Cultivation is far more than that.

"Is it possible that this guy can hide his strength?" The middle-aged man in white robe doubted in his heart.

Although he had great doubts about what level Chen Xuan's cultivation level had reached, he didn't care because Chen Xuan's cultivation level did not surpass him.

Wang Lun waved the black giant sword in his hand and fought with the middle-aged man in white robe, but Wang Lun was obviously suppressed by him. After Chen Xuan saw Wang Lun being suppressed by the middle-aged man, he turned to deal with other people. disciple.

The cultivation of those disciples was far inferior to that of Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan defeated these disciples in the blink of an eye. When the middle-aged man in white robe saw this, he just wanted to turn around and rescue them, but it was already too late.

Chen Xuan's speed was so fast that he had no time to react and saw that Chen Xuan had already killed them.

The middle-aged man's face showed anger: "Son, I will definitely kill you now!"

Chen Xuan showed a trace of contempt on his face: "You want to kill me, it's really a dream."

After getting rid of these obstructive disciples, Chen Xuan turned to deal with the middle-aged man in white robes with Wang Lun.

The middle-aged man in white robe originally just wanted to ask Chen Xuan how to get to the second area, but he did not expect that he would actually become enemies with Chen Xuan, and three of his companions had been killed by Chen Xuan. Not to mention that now he will be surrounded by Wang Lun. Although Chen Xuan alone is not his opponent, with Wang Lun, the two of them can even suppress the middle-aged man in white robes.

Chen Xuan completely released the power of the demon soul in his body, but at this moment, Chen Xuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body. He knew that this was a side effect of the demon soul's possession brought to his body last time. But Chen Xuan can't care so much now.

If he doesn't kill the middle-aged man in white robe now, then the middle-aged man in white robe will kill them both.

Chen Xuan has no choice now. If he doesn't use the power of the demon soul, then Chen Xuan will not be able to defeat the middle-aged man in white robe. The difference of one level is okay, but the cultivation level of the middle-aged man in white robe has reached the seventh level of the divine king. This realm Under this circumstance, it was very difficult for Chen Xuan to deal with him.

Fortunately, Chen Xuan now has the help of Wang Lun. Wang Lun's cultivation has reached the fifth level of the Divine Lord in the past few years, and the skills Wang Lun cultivates are also very powerful.

The average cultivator can crush a cultivator one level below him without being one level higher, but there are also some cultivators who can fight against people several levels above him because of the special nature of their skills. Wang Lun practiced His skills are very special, and the black giant sword in his hand is very powerful. It is a perfect match with Wang Lun's skills.

Chen Xuan heard from Wang Lun that the black giant sword in his hand was inherited from his father, but Wang Lun didn't know who his father was. When Wang Lun was very young, his father was He has passed away. He was brought up by the leader of a demon hunting team, and the exercises he practiced were almost to enhance consciousness, which made Wang Lun's life experience seem complicated and confusing.

Chen Xuan was very curious about Wang Lun's origin before, but now he found that he couldn't find anything, so he could only give up this idea.

It is precisely because Wang Lun's cultivation techniques are very powerful that his true cultivation level can even reach the sixth level of the Divine Lord. Wang Lun's own talents are also very powerful, and his cultivation speed is even faster than Chen Xuan.

A year ago, Wang Lun's cultivation was only at the sixth level of God and Demon, but a year later, Wang Lun's cultivation level was upgraded by a whole level. He had to practice very fast, faster than Chen Xuan. In the previous few years, Wang Lun's cultivation level was close to the peak of the fifth level of God, and now he has directly reached the limit of the fifth level of God, and he is only one step away from reaching the sixth level of God.

As for Chen Xuan, although his cultivation level is only at the peak of the third level of God, the strength that Chen Xuan can really exert has reached the peak of the sixth level of God, which is three levels higher.

Facing the siege of Chen Xuan and Wang Lun, the middle-aged man in white robe began to lose strength. They fought on the ice field for more than half an hour. Now the power of the demon soul in Chen Xuan's body has begun to dissipate gradually. Since Chen Xuan's demon soul was upgraded to the third level, his demon soul can last longer.

Chen Xuan is now forcing himself to endure the pain in his body, otherwise he would have felt that the demon soul had already dissipated. Seeing the sword energy that the middle-aged man in white robe had just condensed suddenly dissipated in the air, Chen Xuan finally showed a look of relief.

Then he saw the demon soul land on Chen Xuan's body suddenly dissipate. Chen Xuan looked at Wang Lun who was fighting with the man in white robe and said to him: "Brother Wang, the rest is up to you!"

Wang Lun nodded heavily. He knew that since Chen Xuan used the demon soul to possess his body, he had to endure a lot of pain every time he used the demon soul, so Chen Xuan must not be able to use the demon soul again. Chen Xuan has even lost his ability to fight now. Chen Xuan's body suddenly collapsed under the rain, and then Chen Xuan slowly circulated the true energy in his body to repair the injuries in his body.

Seeing Chen Xuan's reaction, the middle-aged man in white robe immediately raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Chen Xuan. Seeing this, Wang Lun immediately flashed to Chen Xuan's side, and the waves of mysterious power on his body continued to emit black light. These lights continued to gather on Wang Duo's body. Then Wang Lun's body suddenly grew a circle, and his strength also increased a lot. He held the black giant sword in his hand like a feather and waved it freely in his hand.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man in white robe, the black giant sword in Wang Lun's hand seemed to have lost its weight. For Wang Lun, he really couldn't feel the weight of the black giant sword now, because Wang Lun's body now grew twice as much, and his strength increased several times.

The middle-aged man in white robe obviously didn't expect Wang Lun to have the physical strength to attack him. He showed a look of shock on his face, and Wang Lun had already attacked the middle-aged man in white robe at this time.

And the speed exceeded his estimation. Absorbing the waves of black spiritual power emitted from the black giant sword, a black spirit snake emerged from Wang Lun's body. These black spirit snakes coiled on Wang Lun's body, which increased Wang Lun's strength again.

A shocking black mysterious power swung out from Wang Lun's sword blade, and the black giant sword in his hand burst out with an unprecedented sense of power. Chen Xuan also looked at Wang Lun with surprise. He had never seen Wang Lun use such a powerful technique.

The black sword energy passed by the middle-aged man in white robe like a rotten wood. At this moment, the man in white robe finally realized that he had provoked two plague gods.

On the surface, the two people whose cultivation was far weaker than his, the real strength could burst out such a powerful force. He was now in infinite regret, but there was no regret medicine for him to take, and he could only suffer the consequences.

If he hadn't looked down on Chen Xuan and Wang Lun at the beginning, he wouldn't have ended up like this. Wang Lun's black sword energy directly knocked the body of the white-robed man away.

The middle-aged man in white robe felt as if he was hit by a heavy object weighing several tons. His body flew away quickly. He flew for dozens of meters before his body stopped. At this moment, the middle-aged man in white robe was emitting red blood light, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Wang Lun looked at it, and Chen Xuan said to him: "How is it? Is my move powerful?"

"I have never seen you use this kind of skill. What is the name of this skill?" Chen Xuan asked.

Wang Lun's face showed contemplation: "I really haven't thought about this. Why not call it the black skill? No, no, this name is too stupid. Why not call it, what is it called?"

"Don't worry about it for now, go and get rid of that guy. We can't delay here for too long, otherwise it is likely to attract the attention of other people. The Frost Country has sent a large number of pursuers to search for us. If they catch us, we will be in danger now." Chen Xuan said in a deep voice.

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