“Mr.
Outside the huge tomb palace, on the yellow sand, thirty people led by semi-saint-level casual cultivators asked in a sinister tone with dark faces.
The original plan was to wait for half a month at most, and not only would I get 100,000 star coins, but I would also get two fragments of the emperor's pictures.
But this wait lasted for a month and a half. No matter how tempting you are, it will make people look impatient.
Several times he proposed to rush in, but Xuan Yu stopped him with a voice. As time passed slowly, the anger of this group of people became stronger, and they would fight with Xuan Yu for a while every two days.
Xuan Yu's face was gloomy, and he didn't expect Xiao Chen to be inside. He stayed there for two whole months and still didn't come out.
"Two months is nothing. If you can get a fragment of the emperor's picture, with a little luck, you can save ten years of hard work."
The man in black smiled and said: "If there is a broken picture of the emperor, everything will be easy to explain, but if there is not..."
"What do you mean? I, the eldest son of the Xuan family of the Silver Moon Spirit Fox clan, will lie to you, a little person. You can't wait any longer. I, the martial saint of the Xuan family, will be here soon. When the time comes, you can talk nonsense to me now. I’ll give you any benefit at that time.”
Xuan Yu was already in a bad mood, but when he saw the man in black's attitude, he immediately became angry.
The man in black didn't want to make the matter a big deal, and the Xuan family was indeed quite powerful, so he couldn't offend him, so he mumbled a few words and left.
"Hmph, you come to me over and over again to say this or that, just because you want to increase your reward. None of these casual cultivators are any good."
The middle-aged man on the side frowned slightly and said: "Xuan Yu, waiting like this is not an option. How about I go in first to explore the truth and see what the white-robed boy is doing."
Xuan Yu's face was calm, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "The elders of the Xuan family will arrive today. Just have the elders lead the way."
At the exit of the tomb, Xiao Chen, who was in the shadows, took in all this scene. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a trace of cold murderous intent flashed across his delicate face.
There are always some people who do stupid things.
"Mr. Xuan, are you looking for me?"
Xiao Chen walked out of the shadow, stood in front of the steps of the tomb, looked at Xuan Yu in the distance, smiled slightly, and a clear voice slowly sounded.
The hot sunlight hit Xiao Chen's body, causing the white robe to reflect a faint sheen. In an instant, all the light seemed to converge on him, making him shine.
The brilliance shone, and Xuan Yu's eyes swayed slightly, but at this moment, he was so angry that he didn't care why this happened.
Looking at Xiao Chen, who was dressed in white, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly: "That's him, kill him for me, one hundred thousand star coins, and the broken map of the Emperor will all be yours."
The thirty Half-Saints behind him immediately spotted Xiao Chen when he appeared.
Their intuition made them feel that Xiao Chen should be a very dangerous person, but after sensing it, they found that he was only a semi-saint after all, and they were completely relieved.
No matter how dangerous it is, there are thirty of them, and each one of them is an outstanding semi-saint, not a junior semi-saint like Situ Lei who has not understood the laws of heavenly saints.
In their eyes, Xiao Chen is just a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, destined to die.
kill!
The leader immediately jumped into the sky, filled with evil aura. Behind him were more than a dozen slender bloody heavenly laws, rising and falling, making him look like an ancient evil god.
Bloody hand chop!
The man shouted coldly, and his right hand suddenly turned red, as red as blood, and looked extremely ghostly.
The middle-aged man smiled at Xuan Yu and said: "This Blood Hand Slash is a very domineering blood skill. It requires collecting the blood of thousands of female Martial Emperors to practice it."
"After attaining great success, the palm of your hand will be as red as blood. Not only can it crack mountains and crack the ground, its power is unparalleled, but it also contains blood poison, evil spirit, and resentment. It is a very sinister martial skill. Even a low-level Martial Saint will never feel comfortable with such a blow."
When Xuan Yu heard this, his eyes couldn't help but sparkle with excitement. Each of the thirty people he found had unique skills. In both the Tianwu Domain and the Demon Domain, he committed numerous serious crimes and ended up in Hunluo Province.
Anyone who jumps out at random is a ruthless character far beyond ordinary people at the same level. If thirty ruthless characters attack together, Xiao Chen will definitely not have any chance of survival.
Even though Xiao Chen's skills are all-powerful and his luck is like a rainbow, there are still elders of the Xuan family on the way, so death is inevitable.
"Don't blame me for being cruel. If not, blame you for falling in love with someone you shouldn't like. There are some people you can't offend just by playing a small role."
Xuan Yu looked cold and said with cold eyes.
boom!
But just as he finished his words, a heart-wrenching scream was heard. Xiao Chen, who was standing in front of the tomb palace, did not move, looked at the flying bloody hand, and punched it directly.
One hundred purple heavenly holy laws, generous rays of light, vast and pure thunder attribute essence, poured into his right hand like a surging river.
The fist burst out, thousands of dazzling purple thunders, and the leader's blood-red right hand was blasted into a pile of broken bones by Xiao Chen as soon as Pu came into contact with it.
He was so proud that he cut off the bloody hands of many sect half-saints, and was completely crushed to death by Xiao Chen with absolute power.
The power of the fist continued to spread upwards along his right hand, and the entire right arm exploded continuously.
After a while, the entire right hand was completely scrapped and he became a one-armed semi-saint.
"It's just a little trick after all!"
Xiao Chen was too lazy to pay attention to the man's miserable and inexplicable howling. He clenched his five fingers and instantly punched the man with a hundred divine laws in his body.
"No!"
This person felt a death crisis approaching, and his remaining left hand used up all his true energy, driving the Heavenly Saint Law, and tried his best to block Xiao Chen's punch.
But the dozens of delicate Heavenly Saint Laws in his body were as fragile as a baby in front of Xiao Chen. One hundred finger-thick and extremely solid purple heavenly holy laws surged slowly, crushing them easily.
Click, click, click!
The body-protecting essence and the Heavenly Saint Law were broken every inch, and the casual cultivator headed by Xiao Chen was directly blasted into a ball of blood by Xiao Chen's punch.
It is said that one's own sins cannot be saved, and evil practices are extremely evil. Being killed by Xiao Chen in such a crushing manner can be considered as one's own fault.
Such a scene happened between Sumeru. The casual cultivator who was so majestic before was reduced to a ball of blood by Xiao Chen after two breaths, and his body was completely dead.
The more than twenty casual cultivators who were shot from the air all had a look of fear in their eyes, and their movements involuntarily paused.
Xuan Yu's eyes were full of shock, and he said in disbelief: "What the hell is going on? Two months ago, he was only a top-grade Martial King. Two months later, how could he be promoted to the semi-saint realm? I have understood so many heavenly laws!”
Looking at the group of people showing flaws in their aerial movements, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with an icy cold light, and he shot away like a sharp arrow.
Between heaven and earth, magnificent and loud hymns sounded, and the hymns floated, telling distant legends.
With the increase in actual combat, Xiao Chen now has a deeper and deeper understanding of these divine fists.
The inherent potential of distant legends is to create a kind of historical vicissitudes. With the polishing of time, legends will turn into epics, and epics will turn into myths.
Who is the legend, who is the epic, who is the myth, not the illusory gods in the heaven on the other side, but himself, Xiao Chen!
The change of mentality and enlightenment make this technique sublime in an instant, and the distant legends and magnificent hymns tell the glory of one's own.
Xiao Chen's past deeds and various brilliance along the way in the sky world have evolved into huge golden pictures, flickering and disappearing in the four directions, creating a magnificent trend.
With a punch, hymns played in unison, and endless brilliance poured out. Spiritual power, true essence, and vigor were all combined into one, and the spirit and energy were transformed into a sacred and unparalleled force of brilliance.
boom!
In mid-air, the twenty-nine Half-Saints who had been caught by Xiao Chen were hit by the light. They each let out a painful scream, spit out large mouthfuls of blood, and fell on the yellow sand one after another.
The hymn stopped singing, but the brilliance on Xiao Chen's body grew stronger and stronger. In the heaven on the other side, the gods who are hundreds of billions of light years away from the endless starry sky all have their eyes on him.
Different from the previous gazes, this time the gazes of the gods not only contained endless power, but also contained a gaze of wisdom.
It seems that because of Xiao Chen's clear understanding of distant legends, even the gods looked at him with admiration, and the light of wisdom evolved.
The sights of the gods traveled through time and blessed Xiao Chen, making the light on his fists dazzling, as if they could compete with the bright sun in the Kunlun world.
The glory of the gods!
A majestic and vast beam of light flew towards the twenty-nine semi-saints on the ground as Xiao Chen punched it. Wherever it passed, it wiped out the dust and swept away all the evil and sinful obstacles in all directions. Er Jing.
The twenty-nine Half-Saints on the ground looked horrified, and hurriedly connected their respective Heavenly Saint Principles in a line, forming an undulating bloody river.
In the thousands of miles of rivers, ghosts cry and wolves howl, corpses pile up, and innocent souls float. This is a dark blood river in the Nine Netherworld Purgatory that can rival the Styx River.
The dark sea of blood writes the great evils and evil obstacles in the world, and is one of the most terrifying visions.
But these people's Heavenly Saint Laws are only as thin as a ribbon. Even if they are put together, they are not as strong as Xiao Chen's Heavenly Saint Laws.
He is not a peerless evil cultivator who has not understood the purpose of the dark sea of blood. Even though he could condense the vision of the dark blood river, he couldn't save them from being strangled.
boom!
The brilliance is immortal, the holy light is eternal, the majestic light pillar with a hint of wisdom shattered the dark sea of blood in an instant.
In silence, all darkness and evil were purified, and not even a wail was heard. A bottomless black hole appeared in the yellow sand, with no bones left of the twenty-nine semi-saints.
With a casual move, Xiao Chen put all the space rings in the pit into his bag and glanced coldly at Xuan Yu who was stunned and stunned in the distance.
"Xuan Yu, leave quickly. This person is a peerless evildoer like Yan Shisan. Now he has been promoted to a semi-saint. No one can stop him."
The middle-aged man let out a horrified roar, turned around and ran away, running for his life.