Mysterious Taixu God Emperor

This young man is not handsome, but his rough appearance is very manly, his steps are firm, and his face is calm.

"This person must be a highly cultivated warrior."

"Looking at his calm temperament, I speculate that the fighting spirit of his cultivation has long since materialized."

"It is absolutely extraordinary. Judging from his appearance, he must have practiced hard skills, otherwise he would not have such a momentum."

The people watching the battle in the audience talked a lot and pointed the country.

The host of the corpse sect watched him take the stage, and could not help but look up and down, but found that he could not detect the true qi or vindictiveness in the opponent's body, giving people a feeling of unfathomable depth.

"I take the liberty to ask, I don't know what level of martial artist this little friend is, so we can arrange opponents for this little friend."

Leon laughed: "I'm a magician."

Suddenly, the audience was dead silent. Lin Wudao looked at this scene with great interest, as if hearing countless slaps in the face, he couldn't help laughing.

In this mortal world, his mood became more and more relaxed.

In the end, the corpse hunters arranged a fallen angel for Leon. After he used the magic weapon to give instructions to the fallen angel, he stepped down from the stage. At this moment, the fallen angel had already identified the target and would not stop until he killed it.

Unexpectedly, Leon also took out a black metal box the size of a fist, and three faint shadows rushed out of it, charging towards the fallen angel.

"This is... a necromancer?"

The face of the corpse sect changed, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"My God! This is the undead!"

"The most evil necromancer in the legend still exists in the world!"

"Damn it!"

Everyone in the audience was stunned and stared at Leon with some fear. I didn't expect that such a sunny blond young man's true identity would be sensational.

The battle on the stage continued. Although the three phantoms were terrifying, their strength was not strong. They were repelled by the fallen angel after a few encounters, and rushed towards Leon.

Leon was not afraid, but smiled even more. He looked at the fallen angel fiery, and opened the box again. Suddenly, thousands of golden lights bloomed, and golden light spread all over the square.

A golden figure appeared in the sky above the square, exuding a sacred and peaceful aura, with three pairs of wings stretched behind it, it was actually a divine soul.

"Does this person want to take the strange corpse of the corpse sect?"

Chen Nan was surprised, and looked at the corpse sect with some schadenfreude.

This divine soul appeared on the stage and instantly showed his magical powers, blasting the unmatched fallen angel into the air a few times, then hugged him, and the two slowly merged together.

The fallen angel trembled violently, as if struggling.

A few minutes later, this spirit erased the instructions given by the Corpse Chasing Sect in the fallen angel's mind and took it for himself, making the Corpse Chasing Sect look ugly and embarrassing.

Leon achieved his goal and laughed: "Fight again!"

He manipulated the fallen angel who was inhabited by the soul, and he rushed towards the white-winged angel on the other side.

"It can't go on like this."

"Is this person here to smash the scene? Do you really think I'm bullying the corpse faction?"

The senior members of the corpse sect had ugly faces, and they were discussing together. In the end, they seemed to have made up their minds. They all sneered at the undead magician Leon in the arena.

"The person you are thinking of is coming."

Lin Wudao withdrew his gaze on the corpse-hunting party, and said to Chen Nan with a smile that was not a smile.

Chen Nan was silent, his eyes lost their brilliance in an instant, like a walking corpse with seven souls and six souls lost.

Lin Wudao sighed silently in his heart, this disciple is all well, but his obsession is too deep.

This kind of person is a typical person who becomes a Buddha with a single thought and becomes a devil with a single thought. Only then can he reverse his family's profound arts several times and cultivate to a new height.

On the arena, the fallen angels and the white-winged angels were still fighting fiercely. Suddenly, the world was blood-red, and the strong smell of blood permeated the surroundings.

Everyone was shocked, the blood light disappeared in the next moment, and a monstrous demonic energy came from the horizon, covering the sky and the sun, almost engulfing everyone.

In that devilish energy, a crystal coffin loomed.

Lin Wudao frowned slightly, and a faint purple light flashed around his body, covering him and Chen Nan.

And the lost soul, Chen Nan, was completely sluggish the moment the crystal coffin appeared, and tears fell silently down his cheeks, which was hard to restrain.

boom!

The crystal coffin rushed over the square, rammed straight into the fallen angel, and knocked him out fiercely. The golden light flashed away, and it was knocked out of the fallen angel's body.

The lid of the coffin popped open, and a woman sat up with her eyes closed, her face moving and playful, shocking everyone.

The terrifying ancient corpse that caused such monstrous might, turned out to be such a girl with an alluring country and an out-of-this-world appearance?

In the silence, the girl suddenly opened her eyes, and two blood-red lights penetrated the sky, and then she glanced coldly at the people below.

In an instant, a chill filled the square, and everyone was horrified, only to feel that the peerless appearance that was like a spring breeze just a moment ago, is now like falling into a hell of nine secluded, horrified.

puff!

In the crowd, Chen Nan opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, as if he heard the sound of his heart breaking. The world in front of him was extremely dark and lost its luster.

"I want to go against the sky!"