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Qingteng Yefengzhen fought with the peak powers of the race in the world. Although the aura did not scatter, the terrifying aura still shocked countless monks here, causing the eyes of the cultivators of the human race in Zhucheng or the hidden monks in secret to gather, and the gods showed solemn awe!

But at this moment, Xiao Chen's brows were still frowning tightly.

Now the attack of the demon and demon clans has been stopped by the human clans, and the two sides are evenly matched. According to common sense, today's biggest killing disaster has been overcome, but the crisis in Xiao Chen's heart has not dissipated, but has become stronger.

"No, it seems that the crisis has been resolved now, but I can't make any mistakes in my heart, and the killing has not passed!"

"This crisis is so strong. Could it be that the one who takes action is still the peak of the ethnic group?"

Like a thunder tore through the fog in my mind, Xiao Chen instantly figured it out that perhaps the alien powers who were going to kill him today were not 4 people, but 5 people or more!

The moment this thought appeared, the coldness behind Xiao Chen suddenly arose, and before the thought even turned, his body had already reacted subconsciously, turned around and retreated, instantly tearing the space and blending into it.

It was at the moment when Xiao Chen was moving that the void shattered, and one palm fell sharply. The terrifying aura exploded from this point, spreading wildly to the surroundings like a storm.

The five realms of heaven and man, the peak of the clan!

Xiao Chen's figure appeared hundreds of miles away, with pale face, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. The hot blood gushed out from behind and soaked in the blue shirt. He let the blood squirm at the wound, but he could not heal the wound under a domineering force.

Only a little bit off!

Just by being swept by that palm breath, Xiao Chen was already extremely injured. If he was a little slower, he might have been killed by a palm at this moment and then disappeared. All the previous hardships were put into scattering water!

Although it was only a moment ago, he had already walked around the ghost mén.

Xiao Chen's face suddenly sank, and his eyes calmed down in the afternoon, but if someone saw the dead and cold eyes in his eyes that were completely cold, there would be a chill from the depths of his heart.

A light "Huh" sounded, and then the space shattered silently. As the silver-white space flowed energy was raging, a figure stepped out directly and appeared in everyone's sight.

This monk was a middle-aged monk wearing a long gown and furious face. His eyes were like lightning at this moment, and he instantly looked at Xiao Chen, revealing endless majesty.

The moment he saw this person's appearance clearly, Xiao Chen felt a "boom" in his mind, and even forgot that he was in a mental crisis at this moment. Looking at the familiar face and the familiar aura, all this made him unable to believe it!

Father!

This monk took action and looked exactly the same as Xiao’s father Xiao Wenshan, and even his breath and eyes were exactly the same.

How is this possible!

But at this moment, a low shout suddenly sounded in Xiao Chen's ear, "Wake up!"

Xiao Chen's body shook, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of cold and ruthless faces, and he slapped him with a palm.

There are no weak people in the five realms of heaven and man. Every move and action have the power to destroy the world. This palm seems casual, but it can easily erase any existence below the five realms of heaven and man. Even if Xiao Chen is slapped by this palm, he will still die.

Life and death hang on the line, Xiao Chen can even sense the terrifying aura contained in that palm, and it takes only half a breath to fall and kill him easily.

"Left eyebrow guardian!"

At the moment of crisis, Xiao Chen instinctively used the strongest defensive means, and a phantom of the palace suddenly appeared, wrapping him directly inside, blocking the palm with a slight difference.

The palace phantom produced water-shaped bo patterns, but there was no sign of collapse. But even so, the trace of the five realms of heaven and man in Xiao Father's palm fell into Xiao Chen's body, causing his body to tremble suddenly. Then countless "crackling" sounds of tearing were heard, and a large amount of blood gushed out, soaking his whole body's robe completely, and red blood dripping along the corners of his clothes.

The Bodhi Ancient Tree vibrated violently, and the spiritual light shone brightly, blocking all the will to destroy. Otherwise, even if the left eyebrow protects, Xiao Chen's soul would be strangled and died directly. His figure retreated suddenly, and was slapped thousands of miles away by this palm, smashed down the mountain peak, and his body was deeply embedded in it. Countless cracks like spider webs spread wildly in all directions. Xiao Chen's head was slightly lowered, his breath was weak, and the blood flowed out and dyed the rocks red, constantly spreading down the cracks.

Two attempts were useless, and the monk Xiao’s father suddenly chuckled, saying, “It seems that the information is still not complete. I don’t think that in addition to a treasure of protection of the soul, you actually have another treasure that can withstand the full strength of my primordial spirit without any damage. I think this treasure should be limited to the time of use. Now I don’t need to take action. Just wait until the limit time has passed to easily kill you. As for all the treasures you have, I will naturally help you take them away.”

"But you can resist the two attempts of this person and not die, the human race juniors are enough to be proud."

This man spoke, and even his voice was like Xiao’s father, but he was indifferent and ruthless, and a little greedy flashed deep in his eyes.

A treasure of this level is extremely precious even for him to resist his full force without damage.

"Lord of the Illusion Demon, no matter what the price the demons and the demons pay, please take action. Our human race will give you double the offer. Please open the net and don't kill our junior Xiao Chen!"

"This son is extremely important to our human race. If the Lord of the Phantom Demon kills him today, I guarantee that our human race will not give up with you!" The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords roared, but was entangled by the two powerful men of the demon race, and Qingteng Ye Fengzhen was unable to rescue him.

The Magic Lord changed slightly when he heard this, and then he calmed down and sneered: "If it were someone else, he might be threatened by your human race, but I am lying in the spiritual world forever, can I still be afraid of you?"

"Since I have taken over this money, no matter how much you make, I will not change my mind if you make a fortune. Today I will erase this human race junior and wait for your human race to chase you in the future."

As he spoke, the person's body moved slightly, and countless black scales were born from the blood and spread throughout his body. His breath changed drastically, revealing yin-hard and fierce, looking quite ferocious.

The Lord of Magic is a rare ancient special creature in the spiritual world. The secret method of talent can directly extract the image of the impressed characters in the memory of the monks. It is extremely difficult to see through. His cultivation level has reached the peak level of the fifth realm of heaven and man. He has survived for endless years and is extremely difficult. He is a rare single-handed powerful man in the spiritual world. With his terrifying cultivation and difficult talented magical powers, it is quite troublesome, and major groups are also reluctant to provoke this person.

Moreover, this magical lord is rude and cannot bear the threat. Don’t let him do anything, he will insist on doing anything!

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords was concerned, and after he finished speaking, he secretly regretted it. At this moment, when he heard the Lord of Magic speak, his heart suddenly sank. Xiao Chen could never resist the Lord of Magic even during the period of full victory. Besides, he has been severely injured and is in such a weak state.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords roared angrily, and the sword in his hand surged, and it was like a dragon in the angry sea. But no matter how he took action, Director Bai Ye of the Demon Clan and Director Hei Tian were at a disadvantage, they entangled him tightly and could not escape at all.

The Lord of Tiance frowned, and the murderous intent in his starry eyes was like a cháo. When he waved his hand, he burst into great power. The Speaker of the Demon Clan Batian laughed wildly, relying on his might, he took action wildly, but his magical powers were not allowed to hurt him at all.

The stars were also dragged by Speaker Qingtian of the Demon Clan. His indifferent face was a little anxious at this moment, and his eyes were filled with endless evil spirits, showing concern.

This worry is even somewhat determined from the bottom of my heart, but it is more violent than the other two human powers.

The three human gentry powers were unable to take action, and the left eyebrow guard had only 10 breaths. Xiao Chen was weak and the situation seemed to be in a desperate situation.

Su Su's pretty face instantly pale, the situation reversed, and the distance between heaven and hell was separated by a thread! How could it be? Brother Xiao Chen will never lose, will never lose, and will never die. No one can kill him!

She shook her head and didn't want to believe that Xiao Chen was an undefeated god of war in Susu's heart. He had always been sure of winning and prepared all the means of response.

"No, Brother Xiao Chen won't have any trouble, absolutely not!"

Su Su murmured, but there was no blood on her face.

"Master!" Tong Sheng knelt down on both knees, and his face was sad. With his cultivation level, he could not handle any of them. Seeing that the master was seriously injured, he was about to fall into a dead end, but he had no choice but to have a deep guilt and hatred deeply imprinted into his soul.

Guilt cannot help the master escape from difficulties, and he resents his own weakness and incompetence!

The Tietou brothers all knelt down on one knee, their eyes were red, but they looked fiercely at the appearance of the magic Taoist, as if they wanted to remember forever.

Fu Yunqi's face was solemn and full of regret. She finally appeared as a peerless genius in other races, and even had the qualification to reach the realm of heaven and man or above, but now she can only watch her death!

Who is the one who leaks the news? Fu Yunqi vows to find him out in this life and get the punishment he deserves!

The most powerful person is low, and he doesn't want people to see the ecstasy in his eyes.

Xiao Chen, even if you have strong combat power and even if the senior members of the clan attach great importance to you, you are still going to die today and no one can save you!

Death! Death!

Duan Modi roared wildly. If it weren't for the occasion, he would have been unable to bear it and laughed wildly.

Jun Wujiu was sad, no different from the monks around him, but he felt proud and even felt relaxed. Facing Xiao Chen, he seemed to have encountered a natural enemy and a nemesis in his destiny, and everything was not good! Now he is finally going to die. As long as Xiao Chen dies, everything will disappear. Jun Wujiu believes that he will have a chance to make a comeback in the future! It will definitely be!

But the premise is that Xiao Chen must die!

The cultivation of the human race in Zhucheng is full of sadness and resentment. In the eyes of all monks, Xiao Chen is bound to escape today.

The Magic Lord thought so, with a cold sneer on the corner of his mouth, his eyes seemed to be scattered, but he was waiting for the moment when the shadow of the palace collapsed. At that moment, he took action and killed the junior of the human race, and completed the Jiaoyi and could harvest a number of treasures.

But at this moment, his brows couldn't help but frowned slightly, and a little surprised appeared in his eyes, and then turned into ridicule. Facing his magical lord, this human junior could still show his 1.

Xiao Chen pressed his palm on the rocks and printed two bloody handprints. He slowly stood up and raised his face, his face was pale and his breath was weak, but his eyes were extremely bright, as bright as stars and as dark as the sea.

Endless cold light surged deep in the eyes, and all the cold murderous intent was emitted.

After a sneak attack, he killed him, damn it!

Second Fan transforms into a illusion, pretending to be dead father, and he deserves to die!

Therefore, this magical lord must die!

Xiao Chen waved his hand, tearing the space into the flow of space, and his figure moved and drilled into it directly. But before entering, he looked at the Magic Lord. It was this glance that made the person's body stiff, and his heart was inexplicably chilled, so he never took action to stop Xiao Chen.

The magic master frowned, and his face full of black scales became even more ferocious and terrifying. The chill in his heart was suppressed by him as soon as it arose! He is the magic master who is famous for his five realms of heaven and man. How could he be scared by the gaze of this mere human junior? If others knew about this, his reputation that had been broken through endless years would probably disappear in an instant.

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