Emperor of Nine Suns

Such a strong man has far exceeded Chu Chen's expectations, and his cultivation level cannot be predicted at all. I am afraid that only the legendary "god" can reach this level! !

In the great shock, Chu Chen opened his eyes wide as he watched the dry heart after doing all this, frowning and sweeping his sleeves.

At this moment, the baby in his arms seemed to sense that his close relative was killed, and suddenly burst into tears.

Withered eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and it was obvious that the baby's crying made him wonder what to do.

After thinking for a while, the palm of his dry heart flashed, and I didn't know when he actually took out a rattle and shook it gently.

"Baby, don't cry, you will be the strongest and most perfect war puppet in the whole world..."

Waves of faint ripples passed through the void, and amidst the crisp sound of the rattle, the corners of the dry heart's mouth slowly outlined an icy arc.

The magic is that the baby seemed to be taken aback after hearing that voice, and soon stopped crying.

Seeing this scene, the withered heart nodded slightly, and suddenly turned his head to look at Chu Chen's direction in the harsh fire light.

Suddenly, Chu Chen felt a sudden cold in his body, and a huge sense of crisis came surging like a mountain torrent, completely surrounding him.

This... this breath... is really terrifying! !

Withered-hearted Taoist eyes with a faint doubt, he seems to have discovered something, but he can't see anything.

He glanced at Chu Chen's position with a hint of thoughtfulness and then withdrew his eyes.

In the next moment, only a slight wave of the palm of the dry heart was seen, and he carried the baby into a white light and rose into the sky, quickly dissipating into the vast night.

Suddenly, Chu Chen stood there in a daze, with cold hands and feet, and it took a long time to come over slightly.

It's horrible, it's horrible.

Just a somewhat casual look, it will bring such a terrifying and violent coercion and shock, this withered-hearted Taoist is really unthinkable! !

After slightly moving his hands and feet, Chu Chen finally recovered from the huge shock brought by his dry heart.

If he guessed right, the scene just now should be Ling Xuan's childhood experience, the young baby in his dry heart should be Ling Xuan! !

At this time, having spent so long in this inner demon space, Chu Chen also saw some famous people: Ling Xuan should be trapped in the spiritual space by the inner demon, this inner demon is actually not only Yin Outlined in the grass prairie, this heart demon was probably planted by Ling Xuan by a Taoist withered heart, and is now completely aroused by the weird mental power attack of the Yin grass prairie!

At the beginning, the Taoist withered heart tried every means to break Ling Xuan's Taoist heart, to make her consciousness completely annihilated and extinct, and then refined into a super corpse.

Who knew that Ling Xuan whose Dao Heart was broken was awakened by the eagle of Chu Chen Xiaoying's clone. In order to hit Ling Xuan's Dao Heart with a dry heart, Taoists planted this demon.

This heart demon will continue to take Ling Xuan to relive her childhood tragic experience again and again, causing her to fall into a deep sorrow and painful nightmare unable to extricate herself, thereby hitting her Dao heart, destroying her will, and making her Indulge in it until the soul and mind are completely gone!

It's no wonder that the dead heart in this mind demon space is so powerful. This is clearly the invincible imprint left by the dead heart Taoist deliberately, which made Ling Xuan fear and dare not challenge, even Chu Chen was shocked when he entered it.

But what Chu Chen had to do now was to free her from the control of this endless nightmare-like demons!

I don't know when it started, the surrounding dense night quickly receded like a tide, and dazzling rays of light gush out from the sky, instantly tearing apart the thick dark night.

The light and shadow changed, and in an instant, the village that was full of billowing flames turned into a bustling street, but seeing the crowds, one after another, at a glance, there are bustling people everywhere.

This is a very prosperous city, and the air is full of a strong smell of red dust.

Some vendors struggled to sell on both sides of the street, a few children played in the crowd, wealthy businessmen dressed in brocade clothes were eating and drinking in the restaurant, and the handsome young man was chanting poetry and painting in the pavilion...

Even when Yu Chuchen passed a bun shop, he clearly saw a little beggar secretly stretch out a filthy little hand from the corner to pick up a bun and run away lifelessly.

Amidst the inviting fragrance of the buns, the boss in the shop shouted angrily, and there were bursts of laughter, either kindly or gloating around.

A brothel woman wearing light gauze passed by Chu Chen, and the slightly raised pink gauze had a strong smell of dust.

The woman's face with heavy makeup and a faint smile, was hugged by a fat middle-aged man and walked into a wine shop impatiently.

Everything in front of him gave Chu Chen a strong sense of reality.

Even the air is full of various smells, and everything is telling him plainly: This is a real big city, an extremely real mortal city! !

Chu Chen felt a slight shock again in his heart. If he hadn't seen Ling Xuan taken away when he was a baby, he would almost think he had suddenly come to a real mortal city.

The demon in Ling Xuan's heart is too tyrannical~www.ltnovel.com~ The world he has transformed can almost be fake!

Just as Chu Chen looked around with wide-open eyes, a bright and long figure in the bustling street suddenly attracted his attention.

I saw a withered-hearted Taoist in the crowd, wearing a black robe, with his head full of silver hair draped casually behind him, walking slowly, holding a little girl about five or six years old with his right hand.

The little girl is very cute, like a doll made of pink jade.

The little girl tensed her small face, looking at her as if she was imitating the endless indifference and emptiness on her dry face. No matter how hard she tried to pretend to be cold, her eyes that looked like black gems naturally revealed a sense of innocence and clarity.

When he reached the densest place with the crowd, his footsteps stopped, a silver dagger appeared in his hand, and he gently handed it to the little girl: "Come on, kill this city as I said. Everyone in here."

The soft voice resounded like a devil's whisper, with a sense of bewitching from the heart.