The entire secret realm small world has completely disappeared. In the secret realm, all the achievements of the Huangquan Sect who worked hard for hundreds of years have disappeared.

Those disciples, those buildings, many treasures in the secret realm, etc. were completely destroyed in the destruction of the world.

Perhaps, this is the corner of the future that the altar master saw. The entire secret realm was destroyed and he completely fell, but this was not Chu He's move, but himself.

A few dozen kilometers away from the Secret Realm of Duanjie Mountain, among the pile of rocks under a cliff, Fang Jinzhen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a cold expression, his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

Previously, he followed Chu He's voice transmission, took advantage of the altar master's conversation with Chu He and secretly left the secret realm, and went straight to chase here.

The distance of dozens of kilometers was naturally extremely fast at his speed, and he had arrived in less than a few minutes. Then the soul released, tracking the breath, and successfully caught up with the escaped Youquan.

"It's you!"

When Youquan saw the person chasing him, he was stunned and a look of astonishment flashed through his eyes.

"Aren't you dead?"

He remembered that Fang Jin was cooked by himself and died of his heart.

Why are you still alive now?

Moreover, his cultivation has actually reached the level of the soul, and is even no less than his old soul powerhouse.

This is simply a world.

"Long time no see, You, Quan, Da, Man." Fang Jin spoke coldly, but his voice was like ice slag, and it was biting cold.

"Why, I'm not dead, 'Sir' is very surprised!"

Youquan's face darkened, and a cold light burst out between his eyes.

"I didn't expect that I didn't kill you at the beginning, but I gave you luck, and my cultivation level grew very quickly!"

It's not just quick, it's simply subverting the three views.

"You have strong cultivation and tough words? You dare to speak like this. It seems that you are very confident in your own strength!"

As he said, he thought about what the relationship between Fang Jin and the "strong enemy" mentioned by the Lord of the Hall!

Poor Youquan, I still don’t even know who the enemy is.

"Of course, at least you have confidence in killing you."

Fang Jin said coldly, the murderous intent in his heart that had been suppressed by him was finally completely released at this moment.

Boom ~

The whole air trembled slightly, and the indescribable madness of killing raged in the world, cutting off a layer of the surrounding ground.

In the sky, black clouds floated by, passing by a gloomy area.

But Youquan's face became even more gloomy.

"This kid's strength..."

He was a little unbelievable. After a short period of time, Fang Jin's cultivation not only increased to an incredible level of soul, but his strength seemed unfathomable.

I thought Fang Jin's strength had increased greatly, but it was just an embroidered pillow, which was not useful, so how could he compare to an old-fashioned strong man like him? It was just that this terrifying murderous aura immediately made Youquan's heart feel cold.

"Youquan~"

Fang Jin suddenly growled, his voice like a wounded beast, "You will definitely die today."

His eyes were red, and there was a whistling demon shadow. The "Demon Encouragement Sutra" in his body was running wildly at this moment, and dark divine power was uncontrollably spreading on his body, like boiling demon fire rising up, twisting and blurring the air.

It was too long for him to wait for this day.

From the moment his parents were killed, his heart died.

In order to avenge, he was willing to sell his soul and sell everything to Chu He. In order to avenge, he practiced wildly in that eternal space, constantly practicing until he finally kicked it out, and he was willing to give up...

In the shop, he was not only busy with the work of the shop, but also practiced, and he had never "closed his eyes once" because he was afraid that he would see the scene of his parents' death again in his sleep, and he was afraid that everything he had at present was just a dream.

It has been, and has been, until today.

Finally, he waited and saw Youquan again.

"Do you want to kill me?"

Youquan's face was cold. Although he was surprised by Fang Jin's strength, he had no intention of retreating and could not retreat because Fang Jin's terrifying murderous aura had locked his body firmly and could not avoid it.

Since that's the case, we can only fight.

"Okay, then kill you and leave!"

"Yellow Spring Finger!"

Youquan shouted coldly and took the lead. Between his fingers, a sharp blood-colored beam of light burst out directly from his fingertips and shot towards Fang Jin.

"The Seven Demon Swords Against the Heavens, the First Sword."

Fang Jin growled, his voice was as deep as a demon, and his voice was low and terrifying.

A tug of his palm, a huge black sword light burst out, penetrated into the sky, and then slashed hard. Suddenly, the terrifying edge went down with the momentum.

Puff~

The blood light was wiped out with one sword, and the sword light did not change at all. The remaining momentum was not diminished and it directly cut towards Youquan's body, as if it was about to directly see him in half.

"The immortal body of the Yellow Spring!"

Faced with this terrifying sword light, Youquan's expression changed several times. He immediately used the secret technique. The countless blood lights in his body rushing like rivers, and in an instant, they turned into a blood shadow.

puff.

The sword light fell.

The blood shadow was divided into two.

"it's useless."

The two halves of blood shadows shook slightly, and immediately merged into the only one, and returned to its original state. "Huangquan Immortal Body is one of the highest methods of my Huangquan Sect. When Lord Huangquan relied on the world, how could you kill me now?"

"It's better to stand there obediently and not resist, so as to save more flesh and blood."

Youquan spoke coldly and made a blow, trying to shake Fang Jin's mind.

Unfortunately, Fang Jin was almost as devilish as he was now, and he was completely in a state of madness. After listening to Youquan's words, the blood in his eyes became even more intense, and the rich demonic energy outside his body could hardly be dissolved.

"kill!"

He roared, and countless murderous auras swept across his sword.

Swish ~

A more terrifying sword light burst out between the palms, and the black sword light was faintly filled with blood, and its power was incomparable.

But Fang Jin's face turned a lot pale.

This is the real Seven Demon Sword Against Heaven, not the modified version of the main god.

This sword has been filled with his own vitality, which has doubled the power of the sword light.

He is already desperate.

"Useless..." Seeing this even more terrifying sword light attacking, Youquan's Huangquan's immortal body continued to activate, and at the same time continued to attack, wanting to find an opportunity to kill with one blow.

But before he finished speaking, his expression changed, and his blood-shaped body trembled slightly, and was almost shattered by the second knife.

"Can you actually hurt the soul?" Youquan's eyes flashed with horror. When he used this secret technique, his body could hardly kill it, but the soul had no effect.

Fang Jin's sword had already injured his soul. If he had a few more swords, he would probably have been cut to ashes.

"escape!"

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

The breath was locked, and almost just wanted to make a move, when he saw Fang Jin slashing again.

"Die!" "Die!" "Die!" "Die!" "Die!"

After slashing out four swords in a row, Fang Jin's face was pale as a ghost, and his vitality was completely eliminated, but his aura became even more violent and terrifying and even more crazy.

And the Youquan was also slashed by this series of sword lights and almost became human. The blood shadows were shattered into pieces, and the soul was broken.

But he was not dead. With the flash of blood, he returned to human form, but his breath was extremely depressed, and even the power to immortalize Huangquan for this was gone.

"Go to die!" Fang Jin growled, plucked his palm, shot the seventh knife, and then slashed it down.

"No!"

The Saint of Huangquan roared and wanted to struggle, but under the terrifying sword light, there was nowhere to escape. He sniffed and was divided into two halves from beginning to end.

The corpse fell down and completely lost its breath.

"Hahaha..." Fang Jin laughed in a low voice, his voice getting louder and louder, and finally turned into a roar.

"Dad, mom, I finally avenge you...."
Chapter completed!