Xing Qingyun's face turned slightly pale, and he forced a smile and said: "Old senior, you are joking, just make this kind of joke once."
The old man from Hanyue Palace walked towards him step by step. The demonic flames in front of him separated automatically and he said with a ferocious smile: "Do you look at me like I'm joking?"
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said: "Star Alliance Leader, you are going to hunt down Xiao Chen in white, a figure who will become famous all over the world. How can a grandmaster-level martial saint be so scared? Go up and flatten him!"
"My legs are weak, Brother Ye, take charge and I will sweep the formation for you." Xing Qingyun trembled and stepped back.
"What are you afraid of? Go forward bravely!"
Xiao Chen pushed lightly, and a huge force surged out, pushing Xing Qingyun out of the building and shooting towards the old man wearing Hanyue robe.
Xing Qingyun was shocked. With his cultivation level, if he left the building, he would be swallowed up by the demonic flames immediately, even if the demonic flames were much weakened.
He danced with his hands and feet and screamed wildly, but after shouting for a long time, he found that there was a purple barrier around him, flashing with electric light, blocking all the surrounding magic flames.
He couldn't help but laugh and said: "I was shocked, it turned out that nothing happened."
The old man from Hanyue Palace took a step forward, raised his right hand, and sneered: "I didn't expect that the leader of the Star Alliance is so courageous that he really dares to challenge me!"
"Depend on!"
Seeing the old man, his body was like a strong wind, he was about to fly over in an instant. The speed was so fast that he couldn't react, could not dodge, or avoid it.
Just when he closed his eyes in despair, a bright sword light lit up in the rolling demon flames, and a wind of swords easily split the demon flames into two halves and flashed towards the old man's back.
An extremely dangerous aura spread out from the old man's heart. In the flash of lightning, the old man quickly turned around and punched him.
Grandmaster-level aura filled the air, strong winds blew up, and the shaking magic flames dispersed in all directions, clearing a blank space around him.
boom!
A folding fan pressed against his fist, surging true energy rolled out, lightning burst, and thunder rumbled around him.
A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he stepped back a hundred meters. He had already used 50% of his cultivation in this punch.
Although he had the disadvantage of being caught off guard, he would never be beaten back by a master-level martial saint.
In his arms, the force like a knife scraped his bones and flesh layer by layer, making him feel heartbreaking pain. It took twice as much force as the law to crush this force.
"Old man, I have already said that if you offend our leader, no one in heaven or on earth can save you. Today is the day you die."
Xiao Chen was holding a folding fan, his purple hair was flying, shining with crystal light, and the color was slightly dimmed.
The bright red Poseidon turban on his forehead made his delicate face look full of evil.
"Arrogant!"
The old man from Hanyue Palace gave up on Xing Qingyun, walked in the demonic flames, and killed Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen was not afraid at all. With just one punch, he had already tested this person's background. Compared with the two elders of Mohuang, this old man of Hanyue Palace was far behind.
He was defeated by the two elders of Mo Huang that day, and it was indeed a fair defeat.
The old man in front of him, even if Xiao Chen had not swallowed the Hunyuan Creation Pill, he would not suffer much loss.
At this moment, his cultivation level increased greatly. The blow just now seemed to have stimulated the Hunyuan Creation Pill. The power of the medicine hidden in his body made him feel that Su Chang was incomparable, and his cultivation level actually increased a little.
It seems that the real power of the Hunyuan Creation Pill is yet to come. Only when the purple hair turns completely black can it be considered that the power of the Hunyuan Creation Pill has been completely absorbed.
Using the fan as a sword, Xiao Chen developed his sword skills perfectly, and started a fierce battle with the old man of Hanyue Palace in the thick demonic flames.
The immortal thunder will enveloped his whole body, making his aura not much worse than that of his opponent. The prototype of the sword soul would follow the gaze from time to time and stab at the opponent, always making the opponent confused for a while.
"Han Yue Wushuang, frozen in all directions!"
Behind the old man, a cold bright moon suddenly rose, and the ice will spread out with the bright moon, cracking, cracking, and even the surrounding magic flames were frozen into pieces.
The old man roared angrily, and a dazzling moonlight bloomed from his right fist. Under the reflection of the cold moon, his whole body exuded a cold and ruthless air.
Between the heaven and the earth, what is wandering is the cold will, which is boundless. Its profound cultivation makes this ice will overwhelm Xiao Chen's immortal thunder will, doubling its pressure.
Xiao Chen closed the folding fan, threw it aside, and quickly formed seals with his hands. The chessboard of destiny was derived, the supreme vision of the starry sky in the universe, pushing three stars, and a black starry sky storm fell from the sky.
The little magic power of Starry Sky Storm faced the unique martial arts of Hanyue Palace head-on. The light was extinguished and the cold moon in the sky swayed from side to side.
The black storm overflowed, rolling up the magic flames, forming violent tornadoes of magic flames, roaring in all directions.
With a move of his hand, Xiao Chen grabbed the folding fan, and a bright moon rose behind him, a perfect moon.
"The bright moon is in the sky, and I am the only one who is perfect and immortal in the heaven and earth!"
Pointing at the folding fan from a distance, the bright moon smashed into pieces with a bang, shattering the swaying cold moon. The terrifying cold air that filled the air and could freeze even the magic flames suddenly disappeared.
Xiao Chen's pressure suddenly eased, and his speed returned to normal. He turned into a streak of purple light and rushed towards the old man from Hanyue Palace again.
The old man's vision was broken, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Xiao Chen coming to kill him, with a look of extreme surprise in his eyes: "Who are you? That was an immortal power that can only be used by immortal cultivators, but your sword intention and martial arts, clearly showing his extremely strong martial arts cultivation.”
Xiao Chen shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "I won't change my name in business or my surname in office. The same goes for Ye Chen, the bloody master of the Beihai Alliance. When the old gentleman goes to hell, he must remember the exact target for revenge."
The hair on his forehead danced with crystal light. Xiao Chen found that just by knowing Kung Fu like this, his cultivation level improved again. The power of the law in the body is not only not consumed, but more and more.
If this continues, there will be no problem when the medicinal power hidden in the body of the Hunyuan Creation Pill is completely absorbed and reaches the peak of the late middle-grade Martial Saint.
The more fighting one party gets, the more powerful they become. The power of one party's law is constantly being consumed. Every energy that flows into the body requires twice as much strength to resist.
It was naturally obvious who had the advantage at this moment.
"You want to kill me, and you are a little naive. If you think that the Grandmaster-level Martial Saint only has such a trump card. You are really wrong. Today I will let you know that if there is an afterlife, never provoke the Grandmaster-level Martial Saint. ”
The old man opened his eyebrows, and a Hanyue Palace flew out from it, overflowing with brilliance. From it flew out a series of figures, both male and female, holding long swords and dancing.
The man is handsome and elegant, and the woman is charming. As a cold moon rises into the sky, these ethereal fairy-like figures, with a cold murderous aura, turn into light and shadow in front of them and shoot towards Xiao Chen.
It is rumored that the main hall of Hanyue Palace itself is an emperor-level secret treasure, and its owner will give a replica of Hanyue Palace to the Supreme Elder in the sect.
It is similar to the Three Immortals Sword of the Aestralia Cult. After all, it is difficult to find a king-level secret treasure. We can only settle for the next best thing and adopt this method to produce some inferior king-level secret treasures in batches.
Of course, there will also be one or two exquisite items among them, which require hundreds of divine ingredients to be refined into top-notch king-level secret treasures and given to the most elite disciples worth cultivating in the sect.
But it's a pity that the Hanyue Palace in the old man's hands is obviously not a top-notch king-level secret treasure.
Xiao Chen opened his eyebrows, and the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts flew out from it. He made a secret with both hands, and his magic power boiled and burned.
Deep sea black dragons, celestial phoenix birds, thousand-feathered snakes, brave tigers, and ancient beasts all jumped out from the cauldron. More than five hundred of them appeared before they stopped.
Although this cauldron was only 50% powerful by Xiao Chen, the phantoms of the alien beasts that could jump out had all been cultivated by the Holy Beast Order. The strength of each phantom had more than doubled compared to before.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron in Xiao Chen's hands now is much more powerful than the ten thousand beast Cauldron in the hands of the elders of the Lin family.
The sound of shattering sounded, and all the lights and shadows falling towards Xiao Chen were crushed one by one by the alien beasts. If not a single light and shadow was crushed, the expression on the old man's face looked much uglier.
Xiao Chen smiled softly, and after wiping out the misty figures falling in Hanyue Palace, he put the strange beast back into the cauldron.
With lightning on his feet, his body like lightning, and holding the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts, Xiao Chen struck the opponent's Hanyue Palace domineeringly.
With a bang, Hanyue Palace was beaten to pieces and floated out. The old man's mind was connected to it. Blood was vomiting from his mouth, his eyes were dull, and he only felt extremely weak.
"How dare you, an old bastard, act so arrogant in front of our Demon Slayer Alliance? Brother Ye, I'll take care of this old man. Just watch my performance. You can take a rest first."
Xing Qingyun, who had been hiding somewhere just now, jumped out at the opportunity, punched and kicked the old man, lifted his hair, and slapped him across the face.
"It's cool, hehe, who would have thought that a master-level martial saint would be beaten like a dog in my hands. I, Xing Qingyun, will definitely hunt down Xiao Chen and become famous all over the world!"
Xing Qingyun beat him so hard that his whole body was filled with energy. After a while, the old man's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his breath was like a thread, and he was wailing.
The poor old man, who was so powerful and the overlord in front of him, fell into the hands of Xing Qingyun, and even died in such a painful way.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen took away the old man's space ring and didn't bother to care about him, and began to collect the scattered fragments of Hanyue Palace one by one.
Run the Qinglong Health Formula, swallowing up the little magical materials contained in it one by one, only to feel that it is a drop in the bucket, and barely have a negligible trace of dragon power.
"Oops, Brother Ye, a quarter of an hour is coming, and the power of the magic flame will be restored to its peak." Xing Qingyun said worriedly as he carried the half-dead old man on his shoulders and landed on the building ship.
Xiao Chen sensed that the surrounding demonic flames were slowly becoming hotter. His third-level holy body was a little unable to bear it and needed the power of the law of operation to cope with it.
"It's okay, a hundred miles of land can't trap me!"
After falling under the building boat, Xiao Chen spread his hands flat and directly lifted the building boat. His energy, true energy and mana were fused together, running regardless of consumption, and the whole person started running wildly in the magic flames.
Like a stream of light, advancing rapidly, the Xingqingyun on the building boat swayed left and right, unable to keep its footing.
Before the power of the demonic flames was completely restored, the building ship finally broke through the hundred-mile demonic flames with a roar and officially landed in the Tianxu wasteland.
Xiao Chen was holding a huge building boat and it fell to the ground. Dust filled the sky and the ground was shaking.
Xing Qingyun carried the old man from Hanyue Palace who was completely out of breath, stood up in a daze, breathed in the fresh air, and laughed: "It's safe now!"
But slowly, he realized that something was wrong. From high in the sky, cold eyes stared at him with a strong murderous intent.
Xing Qingyun looked up cautiously and saw Yun Tianhe, Gao Baiyu and a large group of people from the King Slaughter Alliance looking at him expressionlessly.
Strangely, those people in Hanyue Palace looked at me as if my parents were dead.
Suddenly reacting, Xing Qingyun's face changed drastically, and he quickly threw the old man on his shoulder off the boat and explained: "Brother Yun, I really didn't kill this person."
Yun Tianhe said coldly: "Xing Qingyun, you have really improved your skills. For hundreds of years, no one in my Hanyue Palace has dared to kill the inner elders. After today, you will be included in my Hanyue Palace, Tianzi On the must-kill list!”