Wrath of the Immortal

“There is no place in the world other than the royal land!”

"The Shenhun Sect is the king of this continent."

"Killing me gave you pleasure for a while, but what you got in return was catastrophe!"

"..."

Wang Zhichen's face was extremely ugly, and he reminded Xiao Chen loudly.

He had no choice but to mention Shenhun Sect again, hoping to successfully frighten the opponent.

These words may have a great effect on the local monks.

Not only is it useless for an outsider like Xiao Chen, it will also make him feel disgusted.

If a person is not very capable and always tries to provide support, this is a sign of incompetence.

"Even if everyone from the Shenhun Sect comes, there is no way they can save you today."

Xiao Chen's voice was not loud, but cold and ruthless.

He has clear grudges and is decisive in killing.

No matter who dares to threaten him, he will fight to the end without hesitation.

Even if the King of Heaven comes, Xiao Chen will not frown because of his identity.

"Very good, I want to see how long you can continue to be arrogant..."

Wang Zhichen gritted his teeth, patted the storage bag on his waist, and held out a black jade talisman.

The jade talisman is very strange. It is not an attack talisman. It has the appearance of a human carved on it.

This man looked very old, and his face shape was somewhat similar to Wang Zhichen's.

Anyone familiar with the Shenhun Sect knows that this man is Wang Zhichen's father.

The leader of the Divine Soul Sect and the number one person in the Yuanying stage of the Divine Soul Continent, Wang Guangyao.

Wang Zhichen grabbed the jade charm, crushed it, and muttered a few words.

The jade talisman turned into a huge force and quickly condensed to form a huge humanoid shadow.

The phantom stood in front of Wang Zhichen, nodded to him, and then looked around.

"Boy, you are so brave, even my Shenhun Sect doesn't look down on you?"

The old voice spoke solemnly from Wang Guangyao's shadow.

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, and his eyes fell on the shadow.

Wang Guangyao's phantom is close to being substantial, with his facial features clearly visible and his eyes piercing.

What a pair of eyes there was, as if he could see through all illusions with just one glance.

At the same Nascent Soul stage, Wang Zhichen's aura was not at the same level as this phantom.

On Wang Guangyao's shadow, one can clearly sense the aura that destroys the heaven and the earth.

With this momentum, it seemed that he could destroy the whole world with just one thought.

Wang Guangyao's eyes quickly swept over everyone.

Everyone who was seen by him felt like a light on their backs, and there were faint signs of collapse of the soul power in their bodies.

The monks below the golden elixir stage trembled all over and vomited out large mouthfuls of blood.

Those with low cultivation will immediately fall into a coma.

In the blink of an eye, most of the monks watching the excitement fell down.

Although the strong men at the Golden Core stage could barely hold on, they also retreated in fear.

"Xiao Chen, let's go quickly. He is the leader of the Shenhun Sect. He has reached the Great Perfection level in the late Nascent Soul..."

After the message was finished, Gao Yiran gritted his teeth and persisted when he saw that Xiao Chen wouldn't leave.

"Stay back first!"

Xiao Chen waved his sleeves and unleashed the Great Wind Technique, sending Gao Yiran a hundred feet away.

At the same time, Wang Yaoguang's eyes collided with Xiao Chen's.

Those illusory eyes narrowed slightly, and a bright light flashed in them.

I saw a flash of light, bursting out from the depths of his pupils, heading straight towards Xiao Chen.

The speed of that brilliant light was unimaginably fast.

It can be said that it is overwhelming, with the tendency to kill in one strike.

In an instant, the light came to Xiao Chen and shot towards his eyebrows.

If you sense it carefully, you can still find that the ray of light contains the power to shock the mind.

As long as there is eye contact, the energy for thinking will be lost in an instant.

Obviously, Wang Yaoguang wanted to make Xiao Chen's soul fly away with one blow.

If other Jindan monks had faced such an attack, they would have been stunned.

Among Xiao Chen's thousands of spiritual roots, there is a strange soul-absorbing root, and that power has a weak influence on him.

In addition, Xiao Chen has experienced too many battles over the years and has grown up in the baptism of blood.

Facing such attacks, Xiao Chen reacted quickly. While retreating, a finger of heaven and earth magic power was shot out.

The fine light and the yellow light collided in the air, and disappeared simultaneously with a muffled sound.

Wang Yaoguang was slightly startled when he saw the light dissipate, and then a look of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

"Dual power monk? The legendary magical finger of heaven and earth?"

"I didn't expect it! One day, I can still see fingering techniques like this."

"God favors me, hahahaha!"

"..."

Wang Yaoguang was so excited that he couldn't help laughing.

As soon as these words came out, everyone watching was shocked and unbelievable.

What shocked them was that Xiao Chen was so damn strong that he could block Wang Yaoguang's attack.

The unbelievable reason is that there really are dual-power monks in the world.

Everyone wanted to know how this guy cultivated and why he could cultivate two powers at the same time!

Soon, the onlookers realized a fatal problem.

It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!

If two people fight, the aftermath of the fight will be enough to kill them.

Thinking of this, everyone quickly retreated and came to a safe zone ten miles away.

Looking at the way they were hurrying, it seemed as if they would die here if they ran too slowly.

"Xiao Chen, run quickly, he is a shadow and can't do anything to you..."

Seeing that Xiao Chen still didn't leave, Gao Yiran became a little anxious and hurriedly sent a message to persuade him.

She didn't want Xiao Chen to die, not because she had fallen in love with him.

But because Xiao Chen had provoked someone too strong in order to save her.

If Xiao Chen didn't die, there would be a miracle...

On the contrary, Xiao Chen died in battle.

She and the disciples of Taohua Valley would become the dead souls of the disciples of Shenhun Sect.

"You retreat first! I want to meet him."

After Xiao Chen sent a message to Gao Yiran, he looked up at Wang Yaoguang's shadow.

He wanted to see how likely he was to win against such a strong man after his cultivation level improved.

"They all ran away, why didn't you run away?"

Wang Yaoguang saw that Xiao Chen had no intention of leaving, squinted his eyes, and said curiously.

"You want to kill me, it's not that easy."

Xiao Chen said with a cold expression and no fear.

"You are brave, but unfortunately your cultivation level is too low, and you haven't fully formed the elixir yet."

Wang Yaoguang stared at his eyes and said slowly.

His eyes were extremely sharp, as if he had already seen through Xiao Chen inside and out.

"Dad, isn't he in the Jindan stage?"

Wang Zhichen was stunned and couldn't help asking.

He had just sensed that the other party was a genuine Jindan stage cultivator.

Why did his father say that this kid had not yet fully formed a pill?

At this moment, not only Wang Zhichen was puzzled, but the surrounding Shenhun Sect disciples were also puzzled.

The aura emanating from Xiao Chen was so terrifying, how could he not have formed a pill yet?

"If a dual-power cultivator wants to form a pill, the two forces must be merged into a golden pill."

"On the Shenhun Continent, there is only soul power, but no spiritual power."

"So there is only half of the golden pill in his body, which is at most a half-step golden pill realm."

"..."

Wang Guangyao did not hide it and told his son in detail.

"Half-step golden pill, it's so terrifying..."

Wang Zhichen took a breath of cold air and was unable to understand.

He couldn't imagine how powerful the other party would be if he successfully formed a pill.

"This child must die..."

Wang Guangyao glanced at his son and signaled him to retreat with the Shenhun Sect disciples quickly.

Wang Zhichen nodded, waved his sleeves, and quickly retreated with Luo Zaiwang and others.

For a moment, on this battlefield, except for Xiao Chen and Wang Guangyao, there was only the seriously injured Fire Scale Beast.

"Aohou!!!"

The Fire Scale Beast was so happy that it roared and drilled into the magma layer when it saw that no one cared about it.

This roar was like a horn before the battle.

The two monks with a huge gap were about to start a life-and-death fight.