At this time, only a huge deep pit was left in the center of the explosion. Xiao Chen's figure slowly fell down and looked at the center solemnly. The smoke gradually dissipated, revealing Yin Shu's figure.

"Damn it!" Yin Shu looked at the mouse-shaped shield that had several cracks in his hand with a little distress.

"Ancestral weapon?" Xiao Chen looked at the shield in Yin Shu's hand, and was a little scared. With Xiao Chen's current strength, he used his mountain and river explosion, which was extremely powerful, but even so, Yin Shu was not injured at all, but the ancestral weapon in his hand was damaged.

"This ancestral weapon of mine was not destroyed in the battlefield of the Three Realms, but was destroyed in your hands. You are so good!" Yin Shu looked at Xiao Chen, his eyes full of coldness.

"It is worthy of being the seventh level of the Ancestral Saint. Not only is it powerful, but it also has an ancestral weapon. But I want to see if you can take my next move!"

Xiao Chen's cold voice fell, and the demonic energy behind him suddenly burned. The rolling magic fire illuminated half of the sky in the West Sea Grassland. The strong men who came here suddenly stopped their pace after seeing the magic fire that burned half of the sky, and looked at the scene in shock.

"What kind of flame is this?"

Yin Shu looked at the demon fire around him in shock, and his eyes appeared unprecedented solemnity. He felt a fatal crisis from the black flames everywhere!

"The magic flame is peerless!" Xiao Chen suddenly grabbed his right hand, and all the black flames instantly evaporated. The terrifying temperature immediately burned the nearby area to nothing.

Feeling this terrifying temperature that could almost destroy everything, Yin Shu's eyes sank, and a talisman appeared in his hand, exuding a bone-broken coldness. Yin Shu directly knocked out the talisman. The next moment, a coldness came, and an ice world appeared around Yin Shu, which was directly stalemate with the sea of ​​fire.

Suddenly, a strange scene of half of the ice world and half of the fire appeared above the Xihai grassland. The ice and black flames were comparable. However, Xiao Chen saw this scene, his eyes were extremely solemn.

After a stalemate between Han Bing and Hei Yan, they all dissipated in the air. At this moment, the rolling demonic energy in Xiao Chen's body disappeared without a trace as if it was discharged from the flood.

"Damn the demon clan, I lost one of my ancestral weapons and consumed the only ancient talisman I obtained from the battlefield of the Three Realms. Even if I kill you, it will be difficult to eliminate my hatred!"

Yin Shu gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Chen. Whether it was the ancestral weapon or the ancient talisman, he was the strongest trump card. He originally had these trump card, but even when facing the eighth level of the Ancestral Saint, he was not afraid. But now, in order to deal with Xiao Chen, he has consumed all of it. His murderous intent towards Xiao Chen has reached an indescribable level.

However, when he thought of the Gu Emperor on Xiao Chen and the reward he received after handing over Xiao Chen to the Holy Realm Alliance, he felt a little better. Although he could not kill Xiao Chen, torture him could also help him to relieve his anger.

"It seems that I miscalculated it. I didn't expect you to have so many trump cards. It seems that it is still a bit difficult to kill you." Xiao Chen said in a deep voice.

"Kill me?" Yin Shu was stunned, and then said with a hilarious voice: "Baby, you are afraid you are shocked by me. You don't have any strength in your body anymore, so why are you going to kill me?"

"There is no magic in my body, but I never seem to have told you that I am a demon, right?"
Chapter completed!