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Bang bang bang!

A stream of horror fell on Qin Chen, but Qin Chen was not injured at all, but the speed was faster.

what?

Yue Lengchan's eyes widened, Qin Chen's alien demon armor, he hadn't seen it before, although it was powerful, it was not yet capable of perfectly resisting his attack, but now, his attack could not cause any harm to Qin Chen. How did this make Yue Lengchan not shocked?

Yue Lengchan was shocked, but Qin Chen at this moment had already slammed in front of Moli, stabbing out like lightning with a sword.

Huh!

The sword light is like electricity, and a terrifying electric light erupts. The power of thunder and lightning lingers around the sword light like an iron chain, instantly winding towards the magic.

"Qin Chen, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Back then, I was defeated by you in Gunan. It was the biggest shame in my life. Today, I will return this shame to you."

Lifting his head, a strong murderous intent burst out of Mo Li's eyes, and the blood of the Demon King on his body was released at the same time.

Hum!

A tall Demon King figure appeared behind Mo Li. Compared to when he was in Ancient Southern Capital, the Demon King phantom was more solid, exploding with an unprecedented breath, and pressed his palm towards Qin Chen.

With a bang, the two forces collided, and the interweaving was instantly annihilated and then turned into nothingness.

"Huh? So strong!"

Qin Chen looked at Mo Li in surprise. After breaking through the half-step Martial King, Qin Chen could perform more moves and recover more strength. Generally, the Martial King in the early stage of the seventh stage may not be able to block his move, but now, Mo Li turned out to be perfectly present.

Moreover, the opponent is also just a half-step martial artist at the peak of Wuwang.

What has this son experienced over the years? Why does the strength increase so fast?

Frowning, Qin Chen's speed did not change, and a mental storm rushed into Mo Li's mind.

"The Art of Blood Forbidden!"

A trace of **** light filled Mo Li's body instantly, and at the same time, the aura on his body more than doubled in an instant. Then, a powerful wave of mental power filled Mo Li's body.

"Have you forgotten that I am also a psychiatrist? Your mental strength is too weak for me."

"Soul Soul Wave!"

In the sound of grinning laughter, a cold mental impact rushed out of Mo Li's mind instantly, like a sharp sword, stab Qin Chen.

Qin Chen only felt cold all over, an uncontrollable icy breath, frantically rushing to the soul sea in his mind.

What a cold mental power? !

Qin Chen was shocked. In his mind, the powerful seventh-order mental power instantly formed a whirlpool, blocking this power out of his mind. At the same time, a small eye pupil quietly opened at the center of his eyebrows.

"The Eye of Breaking the Forbidden!"

Huh!

Everything in the entire hall seemed to slow down in an instant, everything around it became extremely clear, and every flow of true energy was clearly reflected in Qin Chen's mind.

puff!

With the eyes of the forbidden being broken, Qin Chen fell into an extremely ethereal state. With the most perfect posture, the mysterious rust sword in his hand pierced Mo Li's body instantly, bringing a puff of black blood.

The astonishing sword energy poured into Moli's body, shook his whole person out in an instant, and all his robes were crushed by the sword energy, revealing the inner armor with black light inside.

"impossible!"

Mo Li roared, with disbelief on his face, and his figure rushed in at an even more alarming speed. Back then, he lost to Qin Chen and felt an unprecedented humiliation. In these years, under the arrangement of the rudder lord, he entered the forbidden cave of the Blood Demon Cult to practice, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. He thought that he would be able to meet Qin Chen again. Easily beheaded, who knows the result, but greatly exceeded his expectations

material.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, Qin Chen and Moli fought madly together. This time, Moli did not leave his hands at all, and tried his best to use the blood burning technique. Wherever they passed, an astonishing roar came from the hall. The anger exploded, and everyone was shocked back, making everyone stunned.

Is this still a half-step battle between Wuwang? Even in the early stage of the seventh-stage Martial King fighting, I am afraid that they can't create such a terrifying movement, right?

Even the old ghost holding the skeleton scepter, his eyes condensed, and couldn't help being shocked. There is a genius in this world who can fight the young master like this?

I was shocked in my heart, but kept moving in his hands. As soon as he raised his hand, the skeleton head transformed by the mist in the black scepter bit again towards the Blood Hand King and others.

Boom boom boom boom...

The skull head was so powerful that the Bloodhand King and the others were unable to resist even if they joined forces, and they retreated crazily. Among them, the Nighthawk King was surrounded by black mist. He who was originally known for his speed, fell at the end.

"Jie Jie Jie, die!"

With a cold grin, Gui Lao stared coldly at the last Nighthawk King, and the skeleton scepter in his hand suddenly swung down.

"boom!

A black smoke, like a billowing smoke, swept out, and instantly wrapped around the body of the Nighthawk King.

"Soul Refining Dafa!"

The true essence and bloodline power on the surface of the Nighthawk King kept rippling with ripples, which were quickly corroded under the black smoke cloud, and soon touched his body.

Chi Chi Chi Chi!

Black smoke quickly emerged from his body, and countless bubbles appeared on his entire face, which looked extremely hideous.

"Ah!" He roared in pain, his eyes widened in anger, his aura soared, his true essence burned crazily, and he resisted the desperate backlash.

"Jiejie, if you want to go, how can it be so easy!"

The old ghost screamed, and the thick black smoke on the skeleton scepter was even more heavy, wrapping the Nighthawk King layer by layer.

"Do not!"

Under the screaming screams, the black blood rained down and the black smoke dissipated, but the body of the Nighthawk King in the hall disappeared, and nothing was left, only the corroded pitch-black broken inner armor fell from the sky. It continuously turns into black water and melts completely.

In an instant--

In the whole hall, there was silence, like death.

The death of King Nighthawk caused all the other kings on the court to shrink their pupils and panic in their hearts.

In terms of strength, the Nighthawk King, as the peak Wu King in the early stage of the seventh stage, is almost at the same level as them, and they are almost the same.

However, in front of the ghost of the blood demon sect, he was easily beheaded.

Will this scene be their end?

The rest of the Bloodhand King and others couldn’t help trembling, and said angrily: “Blood Demon Cult, don’t be too arrogant, I and the ancestors of the seven dynasties are in this heavenly demon secret realm, don’t you be afraid of my seven Will the dynasty and others be wiped out?"

At this moment, the Bloodhand Kings can only put hope on their ancestors, trying to scare away the people of the Blood Demon Cult.

"The ancestors of the Seven Dynasties? Haha, hahaha!" Unexpectedly, the old ghost laughed arrogantly when he heard it.