The misty white fog never dissipates all year round. For tens of thousands of years, no one has ever walked out of the misty lake.
What is in the lake and why people get lost? The Forbidden Mist Lake has always been full of mysterious colors in the vast and boundless demon realm.
There have been many kings and emperors in history who wanted to find out, but after going 10,000 meters deep, they finally did not dare to go any further.
Octavia felt that the things existing in the center of the lake had completely surpassed the existence of kings and emperors, and were very likely related to the legendary God of War, or to the peerless powerhouse of the previous era.
They are not the ones who can take the risk to find out.
At this moment, on the shore, three elders of the Xuan family and dozens of half-saints of the Xuan family were all chatting listlessly.
Although the Great Elder Xuan Tang has given the task of guarding this place for three months, everyone knows that this is just a pretense to appease the anger of the family head.
Even Emperor Wu couldn't come out of this misty lake, so how could a small half-saint come out? If he did come out, the entire Demon Realm would probably be in shock.
"Haha, Xuan Feng, you are really capable. Even the little half-saints can't catch you, and we have been sitting here for three months."
There are three elders of the Xuan family here. In addition to Xuan Feng, who had fought with Xiao Chen before, there are also Xuan Ye and Xuan Shui. The one who speaks at this moment is Xuan Shui, who has always been at odds with Xuan Feng.
The ten Half-Saints looked quite unhappy about what was going on behind the scenes, but they couldn't say more due to Xuan Feng's identity.
Forty semi-saints and three martial saints, the Xuan family spent a lot of money to kill Xiao Chen. Xuan Yu's death seemed to really anger the head of the Xuan family.
With such strength, it was almost equivalent to one-third of the Xuan family's power, and they were mobilized in full force.
It's a pity that Xiao Chen hid in the Misty Lake, leaving this rather powerful team with nowhere to use their power. They sat here and couldn't disobey orders and leave privately.
Xuan Feng said angrily: "Xuan Ye, what do you mean? You ridiculed me in front of the great elder before. I have endured it, and you still dare to make fun of me."
Xuanshui confronted him and said, "Did I say something wrong? If you weren't of average strength, how could you have given that boy the chance to enter the Misty Lake? Why should we waste three months?"
The battle with Xiao Chen had made Xuanfeng extremely depressed. He had lost his good temper and shouted: "If you have the ability, then rush in and bring me the boy's head."
"you… "
Seeing that the two of them were quarreling more and more, Xuan Ye had no choice but to act as a peacemaker: "Okay, don't argue anymore. When the sun sets today, the deadline will come. This kid will definitely die if he enters the Misty Lake. It can be considered as a deal with the head of the family." ”
"Several elders, there seems to be some movement there!"
At this moment, a half-saint from the Xuan family behind him suddenly said uncomfortably.
Xuanfeng and the others stopped talking and looked in the direction of his finger. They saw thick fog on the lake in the distance, as if an invisible sword flew past and was split in half like a canvas.
"This is?"
Xuan Zhi was startled, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged in his heart.
The heavy fog ahead parted automatically, and a figure that Xuan Feng least wanted to see appeared, with delicate features, flowing white clothes, long black hair, and a pair of deep and boundless eyes.
The expression on his face was as calm as ever.
The three Xuan family elders and the forty semi-saints behind them were all stunned, their eyes wide open, and they couldn't believe what they saw in front of them.
Xiao Chen, who was thought to be dead, actually walked out again. Even the Emperor Wu couldn't get out of the misty lake, and a little half-saint actually walked out.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly and was surprised when he saw the formation on the shore. Three martial saints and forty half-saints. The Xuan family actually dispatched so many manpower to squat him for three months.
His patience was really extraordinary. The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an inexplicable smile.
However, it seems that the battle is very large, and the three elders of the Xuan family who really need to pay attention are those. Forty semi-saints, with varying levels of strength.
Many of them have not even comprehended the Heavenly Saint Law. Xiao Chen can kill such warriors with just one punch. No matter how many there are, it is meaningless.
Whoosh!
The tip of the toe was lightly tapped on the water, and a ball of lightning exploded. In the center of the lightning burst, one could vaguely see a blue dragon rising up.
In three months, Xiao Chen not only fully understood Lei Bu, but also creatively integrated it with his own Qinglong Soaring Cloud Technique.
Now his speed is more than twice as fast as before entering the Misty Lake.
In the eyes of a group of people, Xiao Chen almost teleported and jumped a thousand meters to the shore.
Xiao Chen raised his eyes slightly and glanced. The forty Half-Saints suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure, which directly invaded their spiritual level, and their bodies took a step back unconsciously.
Feeling a sense of fear spreading in their hearts, they looked towards Xiao Chen, all of them trembling a little.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, looked at Xuan Feng and said, "The old man hasn't left yet. The punch on the chest shouldn't hurt anymore."
In front of the three martial saints, Xiao Chen was unafraid and teased Xuan Feng calmly.
"You came out so well. I will definitely kill you today!"
The flame of hatred in Xuanfeng's eyes, like a volcano, was completely ignited by Xiao Chen's words, and more than a hundred heavenly holy laws poured into his hands instantly.
Forming a huge coercion, he rushed towards Xiao Chen with a full blow.
Around him, ninety-nine ice dragons were flying incessantly. Before anyone arrived, a cold breath rushed towards Xiao Chen like the sea.
With the experience from last time, Xuan Feng had no intention of holding back as soon as he started and directly brought out his most powerful trick.
Seeing this scene, Xuan Shui and Xuan Ye frowned slightly and looked at each other, seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
Not only against a semi-saint, but even a monster genius, it is completely unnecessary to use the trick to defeat the enemy. It is too overqualified.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Xuan Feng, who was flying forward like a rushing river. Xiao Chen's eyes burned with a strong fighting spirit.
After understanding the will and practicing hard for three months, his strength increased dramatically, and he just came to practice with this group of people.
One hundred thick purple heavenly holy laws in the body, like a hundred tributaries, merge together and pour into the center of the right fist.
Kunpeng Fist!
Xiao Chen roared angrily, and a strong wind suddenly blew up from behind him. The endless momentum flew straight away with the strong wind, and in an instant, the vast tsunami-like icy air was completely washed away.
Kunpeng is a legendary fairy beast, thousands of miles long and wide, its wings can cover the sky, and it can soar thousands of miles in a breath.
As the saying goes, Kunpeng spreads his wings and soars into the clouds, but he only regrets that the sky is too low for him to fly!
A huge shadow suddenly cast down, and the night suddenly fell. Everyone looked up in surprise. On the sky behind Xiao Chen, at some point, an extremely huge divine bird suddenly flew out.
The huge shadow was cast from it, and a vast and infinite meaning instantly filled everyone's hearts.
The moment Kunpeng spread his wings in the sky, Xiao Chen also jumped slightly, and at the same time he stood up and jumped to meet Xuanfeng's unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.
boom!
Surging power burst out from Xiao Chenquan, bang bang bang, continuous explosions sounded, and Xuan Feng was swimming around the ice dragon.
The strips shattered and turned into huge amounts of cold air, overflowing in all directions. The ground for a thousand meters around was instantly covered with frost.
Every time he smashed an ice dragon, the color on Xuanfeng's face became weaker. In the competition of strength, Xiao Chen can now firmly suppress him without the need for gods to descend to earth.
The ninety-nine ice dragons were all shattered in a matter of minutes, so fast that even the Xuanshui Xuanye behind them did not react.
"roll!"
With a loud shout, Xiao Chen stepped forward again, the mark between his eyebrows shining. The brilliance of will is revealed. The forty semi-saints behind them felt a thunder explode in their heads, fell into a thunder illusion, and cried out in horror.
Xuan Shui and Xuan Ye, two low-level martial saints, also felt their heads buzzing and felt briefly dazed.
Xuan Feng, who was the first to be involved, was even more embarrassed. There was a look of extreme fear on his pale face. He looked at Xiao Chen who was bullying him and showed no reaction at all.
boom!
With a kick in the air, Xiao Chen directly kicked him on the chin, and the body of the dignified low-grade martial saint flew up like a sandbag, knocking down many half-saints of the Xuan family who were trapped in the thunder illusion.