Saint Ancestor of All Demons

This mysterious artistic conception points directly to the origin of life and death.

It's a pity that Xiang Chen doesn't have the support of yin and yang true energy now, otherwise he would definitely be able to derive this power.

And this true power made Xiang Chen feel refreshed and full of vitality.

"Uncle Xiang, are your injuries feeling better?"

Qian'er asked from the side.

"It's okay, Qian'er, just wait. There must be fish in this lake. I will catch fish for you."

Xiang Chen took off his outer robe, put on a pair of large pants, and immediately jumped into the lake.

Qian'er's eyes turned into crescent moons as she looked at Xiang Chen jumping into the lake and waited quietly.

And there were tears in her eyes.

"How wonderful it would have been if I had met you back then..."

After a while, a stream of blood appeared on the lake.

With a bang, Xiang Chen floated to the surface holding a large carp over one meter long.

"Haha, Qian'er, we have fish to eat."

After a while, the tempting fragrance came from the bonfire on the lake shore.

For the first time in a long time, the two of them were full.

Xiang Chen filled the gourd with water, which could hold ten tons of water.

With these ten tons of water, Xiang Chen was completely confident of getting out of this desert.

The two of them stayed here for ten days. The main reason is that the place is rich in resources. There are fish in the lake, and there are some food sources such as wild boars and wild fruits in the oasis. After eating meat for ten days, both of them became a lot stronger. , Xiang Chen, who was as thin as a monkey, finally gained some muscle.

Ten days later, although the two of them were a little reluctant to leave, they continued to set off in the east direction.

On the sixth month, Xiang Chen saw an acquaintance.

This person is surprisingly the powerful man next to Peng Tianyun who is in the Ninth Level of the Eternal Realm, Peng Hai.

Peng Hai looked at Xiang Chen and was also stunned.

And on his back, there was actually the corpse of a child, a dried corpse that had been mostly eaten.

"It's you!"

Peng Hai recognized Xiang Chen, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

"Boy, this is really a narrow road for enemies. It seems that I have fresh meat to eat."

Peng Hai looked at Xiang Chen and sneered, licking his tongue.

Qian'er looked at Peng Hai, a little scared, and hid behind Xiang Chen.

Xiang Chen protected Qian'er and said coldly: "It's not that enemies don't get together, your magic power has also been swallowed up. You have no advantage here."

"Haha, even as a mortal, I am stronger than you. It seems that your Holy Blood Young Master can't wait any longer. I have to enjoy it in advance."

Peng Hai smiled ferociously, and claws as sharp as hooks grew out of his fingers.

And Xiang Chen's palms also grew sharp claws.

"Qian'er, we will have roast chicken for dinner later, please stay back and protect yourself."

Xiang Chen said to Qian'er behind him.

Qian'er responded with a hum and quickly backed away.

?They have experienced many dangers together, and Qian'er already knows how to protect herself from being a burden to Xiang Chen.

Peng Hai looked at Qian'er and frowned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He subconsciously glanced at the dried human meat behind him.

"kill!"

Xiang Chen, with a low roar, took the initiative to kill first, his legs ejected and he rushed forward like a cheetah, his sharp claws tearing apart and killing Peng Hai.

"kill!"

Peng Hai also waved his claws to kill Xiang Chen.

Uh-huh!

Xiang Chen's claw instantly smashed towards his face, and the other claw smashed towards Peng Hai's chest.

Peng Hai's claws exchanged hands, and the two claws collided, making a metallic collision sound and sparks flying.

Then Xiang Chen whipped out his whip leg, and the force of this whip was no less than a thousand kilograms.

Peng Hai also reacted quickly and blocked with an elbow.

Bang!

This kick made him keep retreating, and then he stepped back to steady his figure. His claws tore out a series of claw shadows, and the attack speed was very fast.

Both of them were ancient demon kings with the power to destroy the sky. At this moment, they returned to the most primitive fighting state.

Xiang Chen waved his claws and kept blocking.

However, one of the claws was still tearing at his chest.

Xiang Chen's chest was torn with five huge wounds, and the skin and flesh were turned out.

Xiang Chen immediately retreated and distanced himself.

There was a burning pain in my chest, and blood kept flowing out.

There is no way to restore the original energy to recover from the injury now. It is not good to fight at this bleeding speed for too long.

Penghai licked the taste of blood on his paws, showed a ferocious smile, and said: "I haven't tasted the taste of blood for a long time. The child next to you, I met a similar one before. I took her with me. I was hungry. Just eat her, but unfortunately, she didn’t last long, and now, I can taste the fresh blood again.”

"Beasts will always be beasts. Even if you become human, you will not change."

Xiang Chen said coldly.

"The way to go is to live, boy, go to hell!"

Peng Hai stepped forward, his body shot like an arrow, his claws waved, and the claw shadows enveloped him and killed him.

Xiang Chen kept retreating, then suddenly swept out with his leg.

boom……

The wind from his legs picked up the yellow sand on the ground, and he rushed over. The yellow sand hit Peng Hai all over, and a lot of sand even narrowed his eyes.

"You little beast, despicable!"

Peng Hai roared and immediately went to rub his eyes.

At this time, Xiang Chen waved his sleeves.

Uh-huh!

The dagger-sized Dragon Fault Demon Sword instantly turned into a flying knife and shot out.

Phew!

This flying knife struck Peng Hai's left eye, burst the eye, and stuck it in his head.

"ah……!"

Penghai screamed miserably, black-red liquid flowed from his eyes, and he kept retreating.

Xiang Chen's body shot like a sharp arrow, and he gathered all his strength with one claw to smash out.

With a pop, this claw smashed into Peng Hai's chest, stabbing like his heart.

"die!"

Xiang Chen's other hand immediately pulled out the Dragon Palace Demon Sword stuck in his eye socket, and stabbed Peng Hai in the head one after another.

Peng Hai's head was directly stabbed into a rotten watermelon.

Xiang Chen kicked Peng Hai's body. Peng Hai died and his body twitched.

He never thought that he would die so frustrated.

In close combat, victory or defeat can be determined by one move.

Kung Fu is a killing technique, and every move is aimed at killing the enemy.

Penghai's body turned into a black roc bird.

Xiang Chen immediately took out his belt, smeared some herbs on his chest, and bandaged the wounds on his chest.

"Uncle Xiang, let me help you."

Qian'er didn't say much and came over to help Xiang Chen explode.

Xiang Chen looked at Dapeng whose head was stabbed to pieces by himself, and felt a little sad.

It is indeed embarrassing to let a strong man of the ninth level of the eternal realm be killed in the same way as a mortal.

"Hey, Qian'er, we have Dapeng to eat."

After a while, a plucked roc was placed in the bonfire, and the aroma of meat spread out.

At this time, a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Xiang Chen and Qian'er have been walking in the desert for a full year.

On this day, when Xiang Chen looked at the vibrant mountain at the end of the desert and the golden palace on the mountain, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

At this time, the surging true energy and mana continued to gather and enveloped him, and a large amount of the heaven and earth's immortal energy and spiritual energy was absorbed.

"Qian'er, we are finally out of this damn desert!"