There is a dazzling light that illuminates the entire bloody battlefield like a bright sun. The dazzling light can be felt from two million miles away.
Because the light was so dazzling that it caused temporary blindness, there was nothing but bright light.
When the strong light dissipated, Luo Zhiyun said in surprise: "The realm of light! It's the righteous warriors. How come there are righteous warriors on the bloody battlefield? Are these people desperate for their lives?"
A group of human king guards woke up with worries on their brows and seemed a little uneasy.
"how so?"
"Has King Luohu thought about it? The terrifying light realm is even more powerful than the Eighth Prince's holy weapon."
Although the light appeared briefly and was not as lasting as the power of the holy weapon, the power it erupted was much stronger than that of the holy weapon.
Luo Zhiyun and other Shura warriors couldn't help but look uneasy. Anyone in this situation would be worried about King Luohu's safety.
Xiao Chen's expression has returned to calmness. Before he came, he had heard rumors that there were righteous warriors in the battlefield of the last blood.
However, these people were well hidden and managed to get away with it among the demonic cultivators.
The demon cultivators are also human beings, and the righteous cultivators are also human beings. If you blend in among them, you only need to be careful to hide your aura, making it difficult for outsiders to detect them without paying attention.
In addition, this bloody battlefield is already full of evil energy and chaotic aura, which can easily disturb the warrior's perception.
"Let's go, this place is not safe anymore."
Xiao Chen said softly, Luo Zhiyun and others did not see him being hit, but they saw King Hu being hit.
I don’t know what the situation is now, but I am sure that King Rahu cannot control the situation.
"No, I want to find my father. If I don't leave, something must have happened to my father. I have to save him."
Luo Zhiyun looked panicked and his eyes were red. It might be the connection between father and son, which made him feel that King Luohu's situation must be very bad now.
It's tragic enough to say that before coming here, Luo Zhiyun didn't know anything.
I really thought that his father just brought him to see the world, and never thought that such a cruel thing would happen.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly, emotionally understanding Luo Chengyun, but rationally he had to leave now.
"Ah! Ah!"
Luo Zhiyun ran away, but he was trapped in Xiao Chen's Tai Chi force field, unable to move an inch, with demonic energy surging all over his body and howling loudly, but he still couldn't do it.
"Damn it, let me go, let me go." Luo Zhiyun shouted angrily and cursed Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen was too lazy to pay attention and calmly ordered: "Catch him and let's go."
A group of human king guards knew that what Xiao Chen was doing at this moment was correct. They were dissatisfied with Xiao Chen, but they still followed it.
But Luo Zhiyun suddenly became stubborn and said in a deep voice: "Let go, if any of you dare to touch me, I will die for you."
"Little prince, don't be stubborn, listen to Mr. Xiao and let's go."
"Yes, with the king's strength, he can protect himself without any worries. When the time comes, if something happens to you after he comes out, you will be in trouble."
Luo Zhiyun refused to obey and kept nagging that something must have happened to his father, something must have happened.
Xiao Chen sighed softly: "Leave him alone, we will wait here for King Rahu."
He understood Luo Chengyun very well. A child in his twenties would inevitably lose his mind after an emotional outburst.
Taking it away by force might really cause bad things.
That being the case, so be it.
Xiao Chen felt helpless, King Luohu really gave him a hard job.
Too lazy to care about anything else, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and practiced peacefully on the back of the demon blood vulture.
He only spread out the Tai Chi force field, and no matter how hard Luo Zhiyun tried, he couldn't break free.
If he is tired, he will naturally stop.
An hour later, Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes and saw a battlefield filled with thick fog, and a terrifying demonic power rushing towards his direction.
But if you feel it carefully, you can find that this general trend has actually reached its end.
Holding on for a breath, he ran wildly.
Sure enough, after his spiritual consciousness could sense it, Xiao Chen discovered that this trend was coming from King Rahu.
He was rushing towards this place with all his strength, and behind him, a group of emperors were chasing after him.
What is surprising is that Holy Son Xuantian, Mu Yunzhu and Gu Yuhan are also among this group of people. These demonic monks, emperors of the underworld, and righteous warriors actually united to pursue King Rahu.
On the back of the demon blood vulture, Xiao Chen was thoughtful, King Luohu took the fire of the true god by force
After much deliberation, only this possibility will allow several forces to put aside their disputes and deal with King Rahu together.
boom!
A strong wind struck, clearing away the demonic fog, and the figure of King Luohu appeared in the eyes of Xiao Chen and others.
His whole body was covered in bruises, and the huge wound on his chest, which was still glowing with white light, was the most shocking.
Along the way, there was a road of blood, which looked like a bloody river spanning thousands of miles.
"Father."
Luo Jiyun, who was a little distracted, broke out completely and burst into tears. Xiao Chen dispersed the Tai Chi force field, and Luo Zhiyun broke free and ran like crazy.
"Protect, King Rahu!"
A group of human king guards could no longer bear it any longer and rushed out one after another, trying to block the group of emperors.
When King Luohu saw Luo Chengyun, a smile appeared on his handsome face, he jumped into the air and came to Luo Chengyun.
Phew!
But the moment he landed, he fell to the ground with a thud, vomited three mouthfuls of blood, and kept coughing.
Screams rang out, and the human king's guards, unable to resist the emperor, died tragically in an instant. But this group of human king guards were so extraordinary that they even chose to self-destruct before they died, which made the emperors a little troublesome for a while.
Whoosh!
The demon blood vulture turned into a streak of blood and came to the side of Luo Caiyun and King Luohu. King Luohu was speechless. One hand was holding Luo Jiyun's hand tightly, and the other hand was holding tightly without any sign of letting go.
"Yun...er..."
Luo Zhiyunchen said with red eyes from crying: "Senior, can you save my father? I beg you, please."
Xiao Chen said angrily, how could a dignified emperor of the Three Meridians die so easily.
Handing over the true god's fire, this group of people really dared to kill him, King Luohu, but there were also older virtual gods in Luoji's lineage.
The child's house was made as if he was separated from life or death, which made his nose a little sore.
While Luo Zhiyun was speaking, King Luo Hu already looked weak and tried to raise his head to look at Xiao Chen.
There was no need to say anything at this moment, Xiao Chen knew what he was going to say from his eyes.
It was nothing more than asking him to protect Luo Jiyun and let him inherit the inheritance of the true god.
Xiao Chen has not set an example for a long time, not because of his cold temperament, but because he is a member of the Tianmeng after all, and he only needs to take away the sacred objects of the Tianmeng at this moment.
There is no need to cause other troubles and risk being enemies with so many emperors.
King Luohu was speechless, but there was a deep sadness in his eyes, and it seemed that his life was beginning to disappear.
If the mind is dead, even if the body is fine, it is no different from a dead person.
His last look touched the weakest and softest things in Xiao Chen's heart.
Xiao Chen thought of the Virtual God Realm and the unspeakable pain he faced Liu Ruyue for five years in Yaoyun Palace.
Thinking of myself, my heart breaks out, just like the days of the living dead.
In the eternal bloody battlefield, the magic fog never disappears, the strong wind never stops, the dark clouds remain forever, and the blood moon hangs high. In the howling wind, there are dead souls who have passed away, seeming to be chanting the tragic songs of the past, and watching the stories of today with cold eyes.
The tragedy will always remain, the battlefield remains unchanged, and the story is still the same as before, but the heroes have changed one after another. Sooner or later, we will all become heroes and legends, letting future generations recite our stories.
King Rahu, are you also a person of temperament
Then I, Xiao Chen, will help you once. Under the bamboo hat, Xiao Chen nodded silently.
King Luohu saw Xiao Chen nodding, put it down, and finally closed his eyes. The left hand that had been tightly clenched was released, and the black flames suddenly broke free, slowly rose, and floated in the mid-air.
The Dark Lord is always accompanied by fear, but the black flame in front of him is dazzling, as pure as stars and gems, and it actually seems a bit sacred.
The dozens of emperors behind them suddenly went crazy, but the group of human king guards were not dead yet and were still self-destructing. They did not dare to move forward even if they wanted to.
Only Luo Zhiyun hugged King Luohu and cried hard. This silly boy didn't even know what agreement his father had made with Xiao Chen.
If the White Dragon King were here, he would definitely be happy that he gave birth to a daughter. I am so angry to have such a stupid son.
"Stop crying, your father is not dead."
Xiao Chen jumped down, grabbed the True God's Fire, and lifted Luo Zhiyun and King Luohu to the back of the Demonic Blood Vulture with the other hand.
When Luo Zhiyun heard Xiao Chen's words, he was not angry at all and said in surprise: "Senior, is my father okay?"
Xiao Chen explained quickly and kept the story short: "Your father was just too seriously injured and his body went into automatic protection and chose to fall into a forced sleep. He will wake up naturally after he recovers. Don't talk or ask questions. Take off the crown."
IQ is not enough and communication is difficult.
Luo Zhiyun didn't dare to say anything more. Hearing that his father was fine, he felt relieved and followed Xiao Chen's words and took off the crown.
Xiao Chen took the crown, glanced at the dying Human King guard, and said calmly: "Let's go, don't be so stupid as to jump off yourself, both you and your father will be fine."
Luo Zhiyun woke up and said: "Senior, what about you? Come with us, I will take you to Prince Luo Zhi's Mansion."
It's okay to have good intentions, but it's really wrong to have no brains.
Xiao Chen was helpless, I'll go with you, are you still going to leave
Not too lazy to explain, he opened his left hand, the true fire of the eternal demon king. Then he took action fiercely, forcing the fire of inheritance and the fire of divinity to be isolated.
With a slight click, the inherited fire of the eternal demon lord escaped into Luo Jiyun's eyebrows.
Without waiting for a scream, the Demonic Blood Vulture turned into a streak of blood flame and soared into the sky.
The inheritance of the Eternal Demon Lord, Xiao Chen's eyes, but the divinity contained in them, is a great tonic for Xiao Chen.
Giving Luo Jiyun the inheritance and leaving behind this divine fire can be regarded as fulfilling King Luohu's promise.
boom!
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and along with the monstrous momentum, it rolled up the wild sand in the sky and almost blew Xiao Chen away.
Needless to say, Chen knew that those group of cannon fodders must be dead.
More than a dozen emperors rushed forward without any scruples.
Xiao Chen ignored it and only took off the seven-color stone from the crown, revealing the complete shape of the dart head, and then replaced it on his Snow God Whip.
Back then, Hua Tianyang shocked the world with his Snow God Whip and gained a great reputation, directly turning the Tianmeng into a super force.
Now, the Snow God Whip is once again in action. Even if it is not activated by a secret method, as long as it can exert 10% of its power, there is nothing to fear from the gang in front of you.
Many emperors did not act rashly.
Everyone has more or less heard about a mysterious demon cultivator with a mysterious identity and weird whipping skills, but they didn't expect that he actually got together with King Shura.
The eighth prince of the Xuewu Dynasty fell down and jumped out, shouting angrily: "No matter who you are, hand over the true god's fire and I will spare your life."
"Eighth Prince, your eyes are not fully healed, and even I can't recognize you."
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and flew off the bamboo hat on his head. His black clothes exploded, revealing a white shirt and long hair, dancing wildly in the wind.
"It's you!"
"Xiao Chen! Master Feng Xun, he is Xiao Chen, the Xiao Chen who killed the Rakshasa Heaven clone back then."
Chen Rongmian, the Eighth Prince was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, and he was completely stunned.
Holy Son Xuantian, Mu Yunzhu and Gu Yuhan were also surprised and shocked beyond words.
Those Rakshasa people also recognized Xiao Chen, the dragon warrior who Rakshasa had named to kill.
"kill him!"
A group of people could no longer suppress the murderous intention in their hearts, roared angrily, and more than a dozen emperors rushed towards Xiao Chen at the same time.
Xiao Chen snorted coldly in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, Xiao, please step aside!"
Holding the Snow God Whip in his right hand, he waved it gently, and suddenly the bright red whip rope, like a plum blossom, sounded like a thunderbolt in the sky.
Snapped!
The runes contained in the whip rope were activated piece by piece. At the moment when the thunderbolt sounded, the seven-color dart head bloomed with gorgeous brilliance.
Suddenly, like a spring night, pear blossoms spread all over the earth.
That thunderbolt caused the sky to be filled with snowflakes, covering the vast land. More than a dozen emperors felt their souls trembling, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and were shaken back by the thunderbolt.
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