Xiao Chen had already chosen the place to escape the tribulation, but before that, he had to go to Mohe City to see the people at home from a distance.
Breaking through the space, Xiao Chen saw meteors moving in the void like chasing the moon. Soon, the familiar outline of Mohe City came into view.
Emerging from the void, Xiao Chen swayed and came to the sky above Qijiao Mountain. From here, he could see the entire Xiao Mansion, large and small.
Today's Xiao Mansion has more than doubled in size. The Qijiao Mountain is full of warriors wearing Xiao family costumes, practicing adventures in it.
At the foot of the mountain, the originally crude camp has been rebuilt into a majestic one. There are elite Xiao family disciples guarding this camp, scrutinizing other non-Xiao family warriors who want to go up the mountain.
Everything was in order, showing a sign of prosperity. In the dark, Xiao Chen could vaguely sense that there was an air of great luck surrounding Xiao Mansion.
Luck is vague and invisible, but it is real. The Xiao family's current luck is brought by Xiao Chen.
Whether it is in the Five-Nation Hegemony Tournament, winning the first place will pour the luck of the entire firmament world into himself. Or the essence of the divine spring absorbed from the Tianlu Divine Spring, Xiao Chen's luck has reached an astonishing level.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and felt relieved. In this situation, plus the secret treasures, spiritual stones, and secret books that he asked Xiao Jian and Xiao Yulan to bring back not long ago.
It is difficult not to develop the strength of the Xiao family. After becoming the emperor one day, they will take over the Qinglong Palace and rebuild the Dragon Gate. These people from the same clan will be the best team. After looking at it for a few times, Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze. Returning to the sky this time was worth it no matter whether he succeeded in overcoming the tribulation or not.
There is no regret in my heart, and there is no fear in my heart.
"Sneaky, come out."
Suddenly, Xiao Chen frowned and saw four golden streams of light flowing from his ears on the purple thunder talisman seal in the sea of consciousness. A wisp of it overflowed, passed through Xiao Chen's fingertips, and turned into lightning-like sword energy, shooting towards the seemingly empty air ahead.
The space is like a white paper. Under this finger, a dark hole is easily opened. Silently, the entire space suddenly collapsed, leaving no fragments behind.
In the dark space, Teng Xiao, the leader of the Nether Sect of the Sky Realm, walked out of the dark space with a somewhat evil look on his face and a somewhat similar appearance to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, and he still remembered the aura on this person's body. This was the dark aura unique to the members of the Nether Sect, but this person's dark aura was much stronger. And there was an added evil aura, the golden blade energy that crushed the void, was caught between his fingers.
The most surprising thing was not this scene, but this person's appearance. If Xiao Chen remembered correctly. In the picture of the Qing Emperor drawing his sword, the appearance of the person in the picture bears an astonishing resemblance to this person.
If it weren't for the strong dark aura on this person and the evil aura on his face that couldn't be concealed, Xiao Chen might have recognized the wrong person at first. In fact, this person never thought about hiding this evil spirit at all, as if he was born like this, unbound by the etiquette and virtues of the world, wild and uninhibited, the world is big, and he is the biggest.
The golden sword energy was not so easy to catch. Teng Xiao held this ray of sword energy and retreated five thousand meters in the void before he completely stabilized. "I've been waiting for you for a long time and you haven't come to Xiao's house for a long time. What are you afraid of?"
Teng Xiao casually shook it off. The golden sword energy between his fingers had been corroded by the dark energy, and his eyes were like lightning, piercing Xiao Chen. "Waiting for me? Are you here to die? Chu Chaoyun was right. The Netherworld Sect in the Firmament Realm does have some connection with my Xiao family."
"If you don't come to me, I will come to you."
Xiao Chen flipped his right hand, and the Moon Shadow Sword appeared in his palm. With a flash of his body, he hit the opponent with the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique unceremoniously. Ninety percent of the sword intent and 40% of the immortal thunder will make this simple starting move burst out with boundless power.
During the lightning burst, a large ray of light radiated out, and the slender blade quickly slashed towards Teng Xiao through the lightning. Behind Xiao Chen, in the air, traces of thunder and lightning began to slowly accumulate and float away, and there were flashing electric flowers everywhere.
Teng Xiao did not expect that Xiao Chen was going to fight him when he came up. He sneered and also had a slender sword in his hand that shone with cold light. clang! With a gentle wave, he blocked Xiao Chen's knife, and his body quickly rotated in the air, releasing traces of electric light and removing the power from Xiao Chen's knife.
Xiao Chen's eyes lit up. This mysterious man who looked like the Qing Emperor was not very strong, but his fighting skills were something that no one dared to underestimate. As soon as the starting hand was released, the momentum of the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique was completely accumulated, and the lightning flashes from behind formed a line of thunder dragons, jumping around Xiao Chen.
Teng Xiao didn't show any weakness. With a flick of his wrist, black dragon shadows continued to swim behind him. In the battle between the two parties, Xiao Chen had an overwhelming advantage in cultivation, but Teng Xiao relied on his extremely sophisticated combat experience to not fall behind at all.
After being unable to hold off for a long time, Xiao Chen decisively changed his moves, and launched a green dragon out of the sea, gathering a thousand-foot-long dragon-shaped sword energy. The dragon's body was surrounded by auspicious clouds, the dragon's head roared, and the dragon roared continuously. When Teng Xiao saw this move, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Qinglong goes to sea, and he dares to use this move in front of me."
With his toes in the air, Teng Xiao's body soared up, and he stretched out his hand, trying to pinch the dragon's head. If it were in the past, this Qinglong Chuanghai would really be broken easily like this.
But Xiao Chen already knew the flaw of this move and made up for it, so how could the other party succeed. Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, and the somewhat rigid dragon-shaped sword energy seemed to be alive, shaking its head and tail, and showing its teeth and claws.
Teng Xiao was taken aback, obviously not expecting such a change, and he was no longer sure how to stop the faucet. Before he could retreat, Xiao Chen let out a loud shout, and the dragon-shaped sword energy pressed hard against him.
This time it was hit hard, Teng Xiao spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot and flew thousands of meters in the void. After standing still, Teng Xiao laughed, not caring about his injuries, and said loudly, "Okay, okay, okay!"
He said three good words in a row, and then said: "Qinglong Chuhai, you really used this sword to your advantage. You really didn't let me down. It's disrespectful to come back and not reciprocate. You also came to pick up my move, Qinglong Chuhai." !”
With a move of his right hand, the knife appeared in the palm of his hand again, and an endless red ocean appeared behind him, filled with bones and filled with resentment. It was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with an endless aura of darkness surrounding the sea of blood, strange and evil.
It roared wildly, and a long black dragon rose up from the sea of blood, with a pair of dragon eyes soaring to the sky, and black scales layered on top of each other. Teng Xiao rose into the air and struck down with his sword. Long black dragons gathered on the blade, forming a strange dragon-shaped sword energy that swept towards Xiao Chen.
There was a look of astonishment in Xiao Chen's eyes, not because of the power of this move, but because this mysterious Nether Cult warrior actually knew how to subdue the dragon. As soon as the sole of his foot stepped on the void, Xiao Chen derived the power of a flying dragon in the sky, turned into a real dragon, and soared away.
The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and the flying dragon is in the sky. If you don't fly, you will fly to the sky!
Bang bang bang, three crisp sounds, the evil black dragon was violently broken into three parts by the power of the flying dragon derived from Xiao Chen.
After breaking this move, he looked up and found that the man had escaped. The mountain of corpses and sea of blood derived from the vision were gone, and the dark atmosphere that filled the sky dissipated little by little.
In the air, the three sections of the dark dragon's body lingered for a long time, as if they had been condensed into real objects.
Xiao Chen thought thoughtfully, if this "person" hadn't been far lower in cultivation than himself, Qinglong Chuhai with this abnormal move would be really difficult to deal with.
"The man just now seems to be the leader of the Nether Sect. He was rampant thousands of years ago, and he also had a share of the credit for the destruction of the Tianwu Dynasty."
Ao Jiao spoke slowly, her eyes looking extremely confused, and continued: "It is rumored that he was killed by the Holy Lords of the Three Holy Lands long ago. Why did he run out again today?"
Xiao Chen did not chase this person. In his opinion, this person seemed to be just a clone, not the real body. There are such terrifying enemies with unknown origins in the sky world. No wonder my father was so worried at the beginning.
If the tribulation is successful, the Netherworld Sect in the Sky Realm must be uprooted.