Talisman Emperor

“Damn it! How did that happen?” Chen Xixin's heart was nervous for a moment. At this moment, he couldn't take care of anything else. He tried his best to run the witch power, and the true elements completely suppressed the recording to the underworld, but like a mantis arm to stop the car, the effect was extremely weak. The recording was rammed straight into his hands, and he was earning his control a little bit. If he kept doing this, in no time, Chen Xi would completely lose this mysterious treasure known as the Unholy Book of Demons.

Boom!

The Ghost Video was yelling, and it was like laughing at Chen Ti's weakness, rushing, powerful, carrying Chen Ti's body, and rushing all the way.

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“These five lines of demonic beasts were born from the falling blood of the demon, the debris of Phantom, and the five lines of fine fertility. Obviously, this Psychedelic is eating the blood of those demons to strengthen itself... No, if you let it regain strength a little bit, I'm afraid you'll never succumb to it again!” Chen Xi's hands held tight to the meditation record, he dared not let go at all, his body was taken back and forth by the meditation record to fly and dance, and he ran straight into it, like a leaf glued to the wind, can only follow the waves, the ultimate wolf.

What should we do?

Chen Xiao's gaze swept around and found that the recording only swallowed the blood of the demonic beasts, but did not move the missing five lines of elite, suddenly moving in his heart.

“Well, let's do it faster than one, you eat blood to increase power, or I eat five lines of essence to increase power!” Chen Xi bit his teeth and worked his way around the witchcraft. The five witchcraft marks of earth, sesame wood, heg gold, fire, and non shui were like sharks that opened the mouth of a blood basin and swept wildly around the five lines of essence.

Wherever the spectre is recorded, Chen Xi goes, the five witch prints are swallowed up, while the demon beasts are swallowed up, and the waves are destroyed by the spectre recording in a crushing position. Not only is the blood plundered, but even the five lines of essence are incorporated into Chen Xi's body. With just a few breathing kung fu, there are thousands of demonic beasts of all colors dying.

However, these demonic beasts are fierce, irrational, seem to have been born only to kill, have no idea what the fear of fleeing is, still come to succession, and see spiritual white is intolerable.

This is a naked massacre!

As a normal person, I'm afraid I would have scared the shit out of me and fled, but these demonic beasts are like a muscle, foolishly dying, ridiculous and pathetic.

As such, the ghost is recorded in a little awakening power, and Chen Xi also improves the refinery a little bit, as if to form an invisible competition, no one is willing to be elevated by each other.

Technically, Chen Xi actually took advantage, because the Ghost Record also releases the power to slaughter demonic beasts, and he just needs to make sure that he is not thrown out by the Ghost Record, so he can enjoy his achievements, continuously collect the five lines of essence in the sky and transform it into his own witchcraft power.

With the passage of time, Chen Xi's mind gradually calmed down. Though temporarily unable to suppress the Prudential Record, he did not have to worry that the Prudential Record was out of his control.

His heart God placed on the backspine wizard print, and he was astonished that it was less than a moment, representing five lines of power, all of which had produced a nucleus of stars in five colors, red, blue, yellow, blue, gold, pure and clean, sharp as glass, emitting the light of the stars.

Such cultivation speed is not enough to describe sudden and rapid progress, enough to withstand the power of Chen Xiao Min for several years, and can only be described in horror.

In this incredible practice, these five star cores quickly reach full circles.

In this case, the five lines of essence constantly absorbed, led by Chen Xi, began to converge in the chaotic soil of the town in the clay witchcraft, and as soon as it was slightly converted, it formed the power of Taiyin, and poured into the Taiyin witchcraft.

Half an hour later, a star nucleus gathered in the shadow pattern, all dark, like a black pearl with no impurities, clean and flawless.

Then, Chen Xi began to strike the star nucleus in the Sun's Witchprint… a strange scene appeared in the sky of five rows of ruins.

Among the herds of demonic beasts that swept like the ocean, there was a shadow flying aimlessly in it, like wind like electricity and like an uncontrolled kite. If it appeared hidden, a demonic beast disappeared. Just as the hoe-waving farmer plowed the land, the herd of demonic beasts on the ramp was brutally plowed out of a blank crack by this man, which was striking.

How terrible a force can it be to wander wildly in such an overwhelming posture into a herd of demonic beasts, such as a deserted land?

“Hey, it's the Yellow Courtyard, he's not dead! Where are the Teng brothers? Did he kill you?” Wang Fu Chongming's eyes glanced at him and recognised him implicitly. If the figure appeared hidden in that demonic group, he was indeed Chen Xi.

“Impossible, he is the Huang Tingyuan Realm. The remnants of those two Blood Moon Demons can be cultivated by the Golden Dane Realm, or perhaps killed by those demonic beasts.” Lin Muxuan shook his head. In his heart, Chen Xiao was a small and irreplaceable ant, and he would not believe that the ant could cross the border to kill the Teng brothers.

“Then why is the Teng brothers dead and he's still alive? And you see, he doesn't seem to be afraid of the demonic beasts, but the demonic beasts are buried in his hands.” Xiao Linger frowned. Nor does she want to believe that what she sees is true. After all, no one in the world wants to see a small, insignificant figure, but suddenly grows up to be able to sit on the same footing as himself. This deficit is also temporarily unacceptable to Xiao Linger.

“No, it's not his power, it's the power of the Pharaoh in his hand!” Wang Fu Chongming seemed to see something, his body violently shook, his eyes revealed endless heat, "such a spiritual treasure! Obviously not surrendered by this boy, is this... a fairy? Only fairies can be so psychic, right? ”

“A fairy?” Lin Muxuan and others were also shocked by the color of the gods and looked to the demon herd with all their strength.

On the other side, Ching Xiuyu had also clearly seen Chen Xiao's figure, even his appearance was clear. He immediately remembered that he seemed to have seen this person in Tianbao Tower Sword Palace.

“Xue Chen, did that man rob your six-winged dragon bat, Nedan?” Qing Xiuyu suddenly opened his mouth, his voice was as clear as a forest fountain, but it did not contain a hint of emotion.

“Hmm?” Xue Chen opened her eyes and frowned. “Looks like that's the boy. ”

“Just be right, he has a very powerful French treasure in his hand and hasn't been surrendered yet. I'll grab it later, and it'll be a newspaper.” Ching Xiu nodded his head and said softly, as if to say one more thin and ordinary thing.

Pfft, pfft!

Halfway through the air, where the Hidden Record passes, the first five lines of demonic beasts, like paper paste, collapse and disappear. It's like an unstoppable flood of iron riding, where horseshoes trample, and everything is smoked out.

In this massacre-like battle, like the swarm of demonic beasts in the ocean, gradually began to thin, and the figure of Chen Ti and the underworld appeared in the eyes of all.

At this moment, no one is paying any more attention to whether the Fujitsu brothers are dead or alive, and their eyes are brushed against the glittering recordings that are tightly held in Chen Ti's hands, hot and greedy.

Fabo!

Eternal Treasure!

A psychic treasure that has not yet been surrendered!

Is... a fairy?

Only a fairy can possess such terrible power, such a spiritual mind, right?

“Master Yantai, what's the name of this Huang Tingjun? What is it?” At this moment, Wang Fu Chongming began to revisit Chen Xiaoming.

Because all of a sudden he discovered that this little thing in his eyes has many coveted secrets, like a magical magic trick that can devour five lines of essence, like the mysterious magic treasure that is tight in his hand... but neither that magic trick, nor that mysterious magic treasure, seems like a small person should have it, and the little person is not worthy of it, so where did he get it?

Wang Fu Chongming opened his mouth, and Lin Muxuan and Xiao Linger beside him quietly raised their ears, as did the two of them, because of the alchemy and the mysterious Fabo thing, a slight curiosity about the origin of Chen Xi.

“His name is Chen Zhong, he comes from Longyuan City, he helped my daughter once before, and I don't know his history.” Taihong hesitated for a moment and said slowly.

Chen Zhong?

Wang Fu Chongming and Lin Muxuan and Xiao Linger looked at each other and had not heard of the name. It is also natural that the three of them, one from the Ruiwang Palace, the royal kingdom relatives, identity reverence, the other two from the Zhongyuan's famous monarch, Huang Tiandaozong and the Jiuding Immortal Sect, are all the core disciples of Jindan within their monarch, talking about identity status, also like the Emperor Chongming.

How could three young generations have heard of an unidentified little figure in Longyuan City, Nanjiang? Of course, they can't recognize it either, because it's a fake name for Chen Xi, “So it looks like Chen Jin is just a lucky little man, not worth the sun. But that's fine. Ask him later for refining power and the treasure of the suspected fairy, and don't worry about offending anyone. Gentlemen, would you like to join us?” Wang Fu Chongming swept away the others and said softly.

The meaning is obvious, obviously to seize Chen Xi's alchemy and hidden record, obviously audacious, hegemonic, but no one feels abrupt.