Nine Turns Sword God

"you!"

Xue Chengming had no time to react and was instantly pierced by the sword energy!

But there were no wounds on his body.

Xue Chengming was stunned for a long time, and suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt welling up in his heart.

With tears in his eyes, he knelt on the ground and cried loudly!

"What a beast I am!"

"I have been fighting since I was a child. I will grab what I want and kill if I can't grab it. With the Xue family protecting me, how many dirty things have I done?"

"Today, I will kill the entire village for the sake of this fragment of the map!"

He told all the wrong things he had done before.

Several warriors around him were stunned!

After three breaths passed, Xue Chengming's body trembled for a while and he suddenly came back to his senses.

Recalling that look just now, I became furious!

"Little bastard, what did you do to me?"

Chu Shaoyang held a photo charm in his hand and recorded everything he just said.

"The Holy Son of Humanity? I think he is the son of evil!"

"Everything you do, I will let everyone in the Tiangong know!"

He put away the shadow talisman, tore through the void and stepped into it without a trace.

Liu Yu and Kuang Yue were also swallowed up by a crack and disappeared without a trace.

"Asshole!"

Xue Chengming was shocked and angry!

If the image just now is spread, the Xue family will be disgraced!

And he, the dignified holy son of the human race, has really become the evil son of the human race!

"Chase me!"

Xue Chengming roared angrily: "You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you die!"

The other warriors looked at each other, frightened by his appearance.

Those three people were a divine figure from the Tianji camp and two strong men from the demon clan.

Not to mention whether they can beat them or not, even if they can beat them, how can they dare to kill them?

Xue Chengming had already been carried away by anger, and said with murderous intent: "Aren't you going?"

"Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Everyone was shocked!

Crazy!

Xue Chengming is crazy!

They could only agree superficially and hurriedly took the opportunity to run away.

At the same time, Chu Shaoyang and three others appeared in the mountain forest 10,000 meters away.

Kuang Yue praised: "This is the first time I've seen someone who can use space Daoyuan to such a level!"

Liu Yu frowned and said solemnly: "Xue Chengming will never give up."

"The Holy Son of the human race is related to the face of the human race. Even if you have evidence in hand, it is not that easy to spread it."

Chu Shaoyang snorted coldly: "How can a mere saint of the human race turn the world upside down?"

"I must let the whole Tiangong know what kind of beast he is, Xue Chengming!"

He took out a transmission talisman and informed him of the future.

After a moment, the voice of Fairy Xingyue came from the telegraph.

"It's not that difficult."

"I will return to Heavenly Palace in seven days, just in time to help you."

Chu Shaoyang said gratefully: "Thank you very much!"

"When it's done, I'll tell you something about Star Power."

Fairy Xingyue didn't speak for a long time. She seemed to have thought of something, and then she said, "That's fine."

"See you in seven days."

Sound transmission is cut off.

Chu Shaoyang put away the transmission talisman and accidentally caught a glimpse of the disbelief expressions on the two people's faces.

"Do you know Fairy Xingyue?"

"From this tone, it seems that the relationship is unusual."

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "Speaking of which, Fairy Xingyue is half of my teacher."

"If it weren't for her, I wouldn't know how to control the star power."

The two of them became more and more curious.

Fairy Xingyue is the highest-ranking Immortal Lord under the Immortal Emperor.

And Chu Shaoyang, who had just come to the Heavenly Palace from the lower realm, how did he get involved with Fairy Xingyue?

Chu Shaoyang said solemnly: "The remaining pictures are still in Xue Chengming's hands."

"Even if there are more residual maps of the human race, if you want to open the Ancient Alchemy Sect, you must gather all the residual maps."

“Rather than sit back and wait, it’s better to take the initiative.”

Liu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is the demon clan taking the initiative to issue an invitation?"

Chu Shaoyang nodded: "Exactly."

"With the residual map in hand, we don't have to pay attention to whatever conditions they offer."

Liu Yu nodded: "Without further delay, we will go back and discuss this matter with the clan leader."

Chu Shaoyang shook his head: "I won't go."

"I have some things to do. I'll see you tomorrow morning."

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry.

The two looked at each other and returned to the demon clan.

…

The Palace of Immortals and Demons.

In the secret room, Ye Cenyang sat cross-legged.

There was a huge skeleton in front of him, ten meters high and blue-black in color.

It is shaped like a whale and contains a strong aura of demonic energy and narcissus essence.

Ye Cenyang was running the phaseless demonic power, constantly absorbing the demonic energy in the skeleton.

At the same time, the black cat above his head was also absorbing the evil energy.

Half an hour later, a man and a cat stopped at the same time.

Ye Cenyang asked: "How do you feel?"

Lin Qingyao said vaguely: "I have recovered a little, but I am missing a lot of memory."

Ye Cenyang sighed: "Even if you become a demon, there will be a lot of demonic energy to help you recover."

"But if we can't find other fragments, it will be difficult to recover."

He frowned in thought.

Just relying on the bones of these monsters to absorb the demonic energy is still too slow.

Demons should have treasures that are unique to demons.

The deputy palace master knows a lot, so you might as well ask him.

As soon as he walked out of the secret room, he heard an arrogant voice coming from the hall.

"I heard that Swift Wind was resurrected?"

"A defeated loser still has the nerve to return to the demon clan?"

Ye Cenyang frowned slightly and followed the sound.

The visitor was a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe with a pale face.

Judging from the breath, he is at the fifth level of the Immortal King Realm, but his breath is unstable, as if he has just made a breakthrough.

His face was full of arrogance and disdain, and he seemed extremely dissatisfied with Xunfeng.

Ghost Fox suppressed his anger and said politely: "Demon Lord of Dark Flame, Demon Lord of Xunfeng is still practicing."

"Why don't you come another day?"

Demon Lord of Dark Flame sneered: "No, today!"

"Let him come out to see me!"

Ghost Fox looked ugly, and was struggling whether to ask someone to come out, when he heard Ye Cenyang speak.

"If I remember correctly, when I fought with Immortal Lord Xuanyue, you were still a nobody."

"It's only been a few decades, and you have become a demon lord?"

The two turned their heads to look at the same time.

Ye Cenyang walked slowly, holding the black cat in his arms, strolling leisurely.

Demon Lord of Dark Flame looked carefully, confirmed that it was the breath of Xunfeng, and became more and more excited.

"As the rumors say, you have just been resurrected, and your strength is not as good as before!"

"You are no longer worthy of the title of Demon Lord!"

Ye Cenyang smiled lightly: "If I am not worthy, then who are you?"

"In the battle that year, I fought to the death with Xuan Yue, but you led the army to escape and cut off my retreat."

"Now that you see me resurrected from the dead, do you want to kill me to silence me?"

The face of the Dark Flame Demon Lord suddenly changed!

As expected, the Swift Wind Demon Lord knew everything!

He laughed loudly: "Since you know my intention, I won't beat around the bush."

"Escape, of course, you can't escape, only death!"

The Dark Flame Demon Lord tore off his robe and revealed the magic pattern on his body.

The magic pattern lit up, and the silver-gray flame rose up.

He took a step forward, his figure was like lightning, and he instantly killed in front of Chu Shaoyang!

A punch!

Ye Cenyang raised his hand to resist and grasped his fist.

Boom!

The power spread, and the whole hall was shaking!

Ye Cenyang took a few steps back, looked at the silver-gray flame burning on his hand, and frowned slightly.