As soon as the mysterious rust sword in Qin Chen's hand came out, a cold aura suddenly filled with it. The cold aura could actually penetrate into the mirror of the God Zhao, bringing a cold feeling to the God Zhao Holy Son.

The Son of God Zhao was extremely frightened and felt his soul tremble. He was now in the Holy Lord's treasure God Zhao Mirror. Even the most powerful ice rules could not penetrate into his God Zhao Mirror.

However, the black sword in Qin Chen's hand could penetrate in, making him feel cold and unable to resist the treasure of the Holy Lord.

How is this possible?

"What kind of magic weapon are you?"

The Holy Son of God was shocked.

“Didn’t you say that others can’t hurt you?

My junior wants to see if he can hurt you."

Qin Chen smiled coldly, turned to Chen Sisi and said, "Sisi, you stay here, just wait for me for a while."

After the words fell, Qin Chen suddenly moved.

Buzz! His body shook like a lightning bolt, and suddenly shot towards the Holy Son of God.

The Son of Shenzhao instinctively felt a hurriedly, and he wanted to control the Son of Shenzhao to retreat, but a terrifying lightning appeared on Qin Chen's body, rumbling, and the lightning flashed. Qin Chen's speed was like that of the lightning. In an instant, it appeared in front of the Son of Shenzhao and slashed down with one sword.

"This is not the magical power of time. Why did your speed suddenly increase so much?"

The Holy Son of Shenzhao was inexplicably shocked. In a panic, he hurriedly activated the power of Shenzhao mirror to the extreme. He rumbling, and suddenly, a vast power of faith gushed out of the Shenzhao mirror and turned into a torrent like a vast ocean, shooting towards Qin Chen. This torrent shocked the universe forever.

"Mysterious Rust Sword, Slash!"

Qin Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth. He did not even activate the terrifying power in the mysterious rust sword, but just activated the mysterious rust sword itself and slashed down violently.

Hearing a puff, the mysterious rust sword in Qin Chen's hand fell down, as if a fire knife was cut into butter. The power of faith was almost without resistance and was cut open. A terrifying devouring force was born in the mysterious rust sword, swallowing all the cut devouring power in one go.

When! The mysterious rust sword splits the endless torrent of faith, and looks in the mirror and cuts it away.

"ah!"

The Holy Son of Shenzhao felt that he had suffered a blow. The moment when the mysterious rust sword hit Shenzhao's mirror, his soul power in the Shenzhao mirror instantly lost a piece, as if it had been swallowed up. A severe pain came from his soul and almost fainted.

“How is that possible?

My soul is in the mirror of the Holy Lord’s treasure god. How can you hurt my soul?”

The Holy Son of Shenzhao roared in horror. Under this sword, his soul was missing one-tenth and was seriously damaged. He was a master of the ancient sage master.

"Hmph, there is nothing impossible in front of me. Don't say that your soul is hiding in this broken divine mirror. Even in his heyday, the divine mirror cannot save you."

Qin Chen sneered and continued to take action. He swished and swished and swished and swished. He drew his sword indifferently. Sword lights burst out from the mysterious rusty sword, and a cold breath burst out. The entire open space immediately seemed to be trapped in an ice purgatory, extremely cold.

"This mysterious rust sword is indeed amazing."

Qin Chen held the mysterious rust sword in his hand, and his eyes also showed his amazement. The mysterious rust sword was one of the most mysterious treasures on his body. It contained strange cold power, as if it was a sea of ​​corpses and blood. What was even more terrifying was that there seemed to be a strange soul power hidden in it. Whenever Qin Chen activated his full strength, his soul seemed to be swallowed up, going astray, or even losing consciousness.

However, with Qin Chen's cultivation level improving, the power of the mysterious rust sword exploded became stronger and stronger, even above the ordinary treasures of the Holy Lord. Before refining the mysterious rust sword, Qin Chen had a feeling that the mysterious rust sword could restrain the Divine Son's Divine Sword's Divine Sword and directly attack the opponent's soul.

Unexpectedly, the effect exceeded Qin Chen's expectation. With one sword, the soul of the Holy Son of Shenzhao was destroyed by one tenth. If this continues, the Holy Son of Shenzhao would fall into a deep sleep due to the damage to his soul, and even lose his soul on the spot.

"cut!"

Qin Chen kept taking action and saw the mysterious rust sword constantly blooming strange light. Every time he slashed on the Divine Mirror, the Divine Mirror would tremble violently. The breath that had finally recovered quickly dimmed and the dew was lost.

In front of the mysterious rust sword, the Holy Lord's treasure's divine look in the mirror is like a baby, constantly being beaten, without any power to fight back.

This is because Qin Chen did not trigger the special power in the mysterious rust sword. Otherwise, Qin Chen would even feel that he could directly slash the god in the mirror with a sword.

Boom boom boom! Shenzhao Holy Son suffered several heavy blows, his soul was seriously damaged, he roared loudly, and he urged Shenzhao to the mirror madly, and even wanted to trigger the Holy Sperm formation, but it was useless. In front of Qin Chen, no matter what means Shenzhao Holy Son used, it would be useless and he could only be forced to be beaten.

"Damn it, Qin Chen, do you really think I am afraid of you?

This is what you forced me."

Suddenly, the Holy Son of Shenzhao roared, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the Shenzhao mirror. A terrifying force directly penetrated the underground of the Holy Vein Array.

The next moment, the mysterious rust sword in Qin Chen's hand also slashed hard on the Shenzhao Mirror again. With a sound, the Shenzhao Mirror was chopped out, and the light was dim and suddenly sank into the cave and disappeared.

"Um?

This cave?"

Qin Chen lowered his head and immediately looked at the underground ground that was broken by the gods. From the underground cave, demonic energy scattered out. In the depths of the rolling evil energy, the demonic energy rolled, as if sealing the world's demon king.

"This cave?"

Qin Chen was shocked, and his hands dispelled the rolling evil spirits. He saw the hole in the demon cave on the ground. There was still residual soul power at the entrance of the cave. It was obviously left by the Holy Son of Shenzhao. It was obvious that he had penetrated into the demon cave.

"Chen, there is an extremely terrifying magic power in the underground."

Chen Sisi flew up with a solemn look.

"Hmph, I've already figured it out. This place is very strange. Under the ground, it seems to be an ancient battlefield. Moreover, the arrangement of these nine holy veins is also very strange. It is like a sacrifice formation. The previous life of the Holy Son of Shenzhao, the leader of Shenzhao, must have set up some means here in ancient times."

Qin Chen stared at the demon cave, which contained a powerful demonic energy surging and an extremely dangerous smell that made people dare not penetrate it.

However, Qin Chen and Chen Sisi were not afraid. They looked at each other, their bodies swayed, and they all rushed into the cave.

How could the inheritor of the Abyss Demon Avenue be afraid of the aura of the demon clan?
Chapter completed!