The Black Wind Nest is a cave under a low valley.
This cave is dark and damp, with countless reptiles creeping slowly.
From time to time, there will be some insects, and there will be no sound.
Here, even the powerful demons are reluctant to set foot.
However, the six celestial beings had to hide here just to save their lives.
They will always remember this history of humiliation and hatred, which has taken root in their hearts.
"Oh... the old man's poor disciple was killed by the demons. The old man was ashamed of them, and I taught them painstakingly, but in the face of danger, there was nothing I could do!"
"My good friend Gao Tianshan is right in front of me. Because he is not willing to give in, he has been chopped into hundreds of pieces! I want revenge!"
"My great-grandson, a few days ago, was still showing off his record to me, but now..."
The six celestial beings were already in tears in a blink of an eye, unable to control them.
The sad atmosphere coincides with this inhumane place.
Luo Xingchen clenched his fist, his eyes cold.
"Seniors, take good care of the injury, I will leave first, I promise, at most one year, I will let these Yao demons remember my name! Zhantian!"
Luo Xingchen walked alone, floating away without leaving a trace.
Zhu Qiang was enjoying his pill, but in the end, he didn't even know the origin of Luo Xingchen. They sighed and felt so guilty.
"Zhantian, I bet, this is not his real name, he is hiding his name, maybe Zhantian is just announcing his ambition to everyone! His will!"
A middle-aged man is very sure.
Someone asked: "Where did he come from?"
The middle-aged man said seriously: "He said, he came from another plane to destroy the demons and rescue the compatriots, that is his purpose!"
Zhu Qiang remained silent, thinking of Luo Xingchen, they admired them incomparably, and there was no such thing as a strong man's arrogance.
After a long time, the gray-haired old man solemnly sighed: "I feel that he will win!"
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This plane was originally called Suolong Continent.
Now, its name has been tampered with, Moyin Dalu.
Luo Xingchen left the endless wasteland and landed in an ancient city with thousands of miles away.
There was a bloody smell in the air, and there were blood-red dead bones in some corners on the ground.
It's hard to see a figure on the street, there may be people alive, but they dare not come out.
And Luo Xingchen was a little brazen, walking with his hands behind his back and swaggering here, the shining Ice Sword behind him was only tied up by the cloth strip, and the blade was looming.
There was a faint of cold, and his eyes were cold and aggressive.
On that gloomy street, there were finally a few demon youths, holding the grassroots, swaggering, and glanced at the bones all over the floor indifferently, with an indifferent expression.
Behind them is a strong man of the demon clan of the heaven and human realm. He is one with heaven and man. He walks on the road without his heels touching the ground, quietly and easily, just like a ghost.
Luo Xingchen pretended not to know, passed them by, and continued to walk leisurely.
"and many more… "
The powerhouses glanced at Luo Xingchen one after another, and an arrogant young man snorted coldly and stopped him.
Luo Xingchen stopped, motionless.
The indifferent young man with long hair squinted, patted Luo Xingchen on the shoulder, leaned in and sniffed.
"Hey, tusk... You are not a demon, you are a human! Why are you swaggering around in the territory of the demon? Have you taken refuge in the demon?"
The strong man of the Human Realm Demon Race that day was dressed in a black robe, put his hands in his sleeves, calmly.
Luo Xingchen was silent and said nothing.
"Hey, release your Demon Martial Mark, let us see—"
Luo Xingchen was still unmoved.
"Didn't hear? Then you are looking for death!"
With luck in his palm, this demon youth slapped Luo Xingchen's face with one palm!
"laugh!"
The cold ice sword was summoned out of its sheath by the mind, and the cold light flashed, and it fell on the arm of the demon youth in an instant. This demon youth was originally in the Spirit Abyss realm. He didn't care about Luo Xingchen and was unprepared. He was caught off guard before he found himself. His arm has fallen to the ground!
"Uh!" His mouth was crooked, and he stared at his arms on the ground dumbfoundedly. He covered the wound, dripping with blood.
He didn't let out a scream, he was tough, just unbelievable!
"call out!"
The Hanbing Sword returned to Luo Xingchen's hands, and the chill was pressing.
A group of demon youths immediately gathered momentum, surrounded him, and each showed off their weapons.
"What a courage!"
This demon young man with a broken arm frowned tightly and his face was pale. He had a hideous face and a calm face. He walked over step by step, picked up his arm, placed it on the wound, and continued.
"Kakkakakaka..."
With a few crisp sounds, the original wound healed directly!
The demon youth's Leng Yi gaze pierced Luo Xingchen, moved his muscles and bones, and summoned a magic knife, a top weapon!
"You are fine, I underestimated your courage."
Luo Xingchen's expression was wrong, and he stared at the demon youth blankly.
He just seemed to see a kind of light, gleaming in this person's wound, it seemed to be some kind of magical power.
Luo Xingchen was shocked. He couldn't help thinking that if Du Yuanlang had this kind of magical powers, he wouldn't have broken his arm until now.
Being able to possess such supernatural powers, this Demon Race young man should have some abilities.
"You chop off one of my arms, and I will break your limbs! No... add your head too."
The young man wielding a magic knife sneered, lowering his voice, his face like a shadow: "Remember my name, Emperor Ying!"
The killing air of the world spread, the devilish roar, the cold wind, and the hurricane.
The hilt of the magic knife was a pattern of skulls, which seemed to be the accumulation of countless blood.
The Frost Sword in Luo Xingchen's hand is also a top-notch weapon, but it is the most sacred and bright, giving birth to an extremely cold mood.
There is an ice phoenix soul in the sword, which is sealed, but the young ice phoenix may not be scary enough.
"Want to challenge me? I will play with you!"
Seeing Luo Xingchen holding the sword in his hand, the Emperor Ying said contemptuously. When Luo Xingchen looked again, his expression returned to normal.
In other words, Luo Xingchen's arm-cutting sword just now had no effect on Emperor Ying.
Luo Xingchen's face was solemn, but he was infinitely intent on fighting.
He felt that he met a strong opponent!
In those situations where the ultimate hole cards are not used, I don't know if he can win.
When Emperor Ying threw out these words, the rest of the Demon Race youths had no choice but to hold their arms and glance at Luo Xingchen indifferently, stepping back one after another, giving up their positions.
Because they knew that Emperor Ying had enough to deal with Luo Xingchen.
Emperor Ying didn't like his battles, and others interfered.
It's definitely not fun to irritate this one.
In an instant, Luo Xingchen and Di Ying stood on opposite sides.
The murderous aura of the two sides rose up, the emperor's shadow spread with a bloody aura, and Luo Xingchen was surrounded by an invisible and intangible sharp aura.
"Go ahead!"
The emperor's shadow is not procrastinated, but the place is not moving like a mountain.
Luo Xingchen raised the Frost Sword, and the earth's sword intent spread across the field.
Suddenly a strong sense of oppression fell on the emperor's body.
Diying's eyes gradually widened, feeling that his mobility seemed to be hindered.
"Chichichichi..."
The gust of wind whizzed past, pressing on the emperor in a chaotic trajectory from all directions.
These cold wind sword intent can kill people invisible!
"Kakkaka..."
The next moment, the five sword lights suddenly fell on the shoulders, neck, and legs of Emperor Ying!
Liguang swept across, the Emperor Shadow's head fell to the ground and his limbs flew across!
However, the arms and legs on the ground, and even the head of the Emperor Ying, were slowly squirming.
Arms and legs are closed directly, and the wound is healed.
The headless emperor stood up, on the head on the ground, those eyes, staring at Luo Xingchen coldly, smiled strangely.
He picked up his head, placed it on his neck, and turned it around a few times.
"Crack!"
Accompanied by a crisp sound, the emperor shadow was intact, still holding the magic knife, and blood-red killing energy flew in all directions.
Luo Xingchen was quite surprised, so he couldn't even kill him!
How powerful is it
"Haha... I am a nine-dead immortal body, and I rank thirty-second in the ranking of divine bodies in the spirit world! If you cut off my head, I can directly connect it! If you take out my heart, I can do the same Grow one more!
As for my weakness, you, I'm afraid there is no chance to find it! "
The Emperor Ying had known Luo Xingchen's doubts a long time ago, and he directly and generously said the answer.
Luo Xingchen was also shocked when he heard the sound!
Nine Deaths, Immortal Body, it sounds like a very domineering name!
The emperor in front of him is definitely not an ordinary demons.
It looks like it's a coincidence.
Luo Xingchen immediately strode out, slashed out with a sword, from all directions, every corner, stepping on the gust of wind, his body was like lightning and thunder, light and shadow intertwined, dazzling!
A series of sword auras were vertical and horizontal, and they fell on every inch of the Emperor Ying's body.
The Emperor Shadow covered the magic knife, and at the beginning it just carried a hand on his back, flashing back and forth at an unpredictable speed.
Luo Xingchen's sword aura was almost at this level, and he avoided it calmly.
The Emperor Ying’s magic knife was not used.
Not far away, several demon youths pinched their chins and sighed quietly: "Oh, the emperor's pace is getting faster and faster. I don't know if his sword intent has reached the point of turning the river and the sea..."
"He was born to be a supreme posture, we can't compare."
Luo Xingchen speeded up and displayed the Five Elements Sword Intent!
The sharpness of gold, the binding of wood, the interception of water, the arrogance of fire, and the great pressure of earth!
The five-color sword light swept out, and the powerful momentum skyrocketed countless times, and the sword once again directly chopped the emperor's shadow into eight pieces.
Emperor Ying quickly reconnected, healed, and finally became serious.
"Yes, now, you have seen enough."
The Emperor Ying just praised him calmly, and Luo Xingchen gave a soft sigh, a sword!
Hundreds of feet of sword shadow smashed against the emperor shadow, covering his body in an instant, and crushed away!
This extremely terrifying phantom of sword intent also made other people a little foolish.
Di Ying's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, without saying a word, waving the magic knife, slashing out wildly!
"The Whirlwind Devil Slash!"
He stood up from the ground, his body whirled, forming a violent tornado, his figure was covered and it was impossible to judge.
From this tornado, a series of blade lights slashed like a scarlet arc, layered on top of each other, directly splitting the power of Luo Xingchen, the sword of Tianhuang.
Luo Xingchen was not surprised at all. After all, Emperor Ying was originally a monster, and his martial art realm was much stronger.
If this continues, he will undoubtedly lose!
Luo Xingchen no longer concealed one of his stunts. With the help of the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, he displayed the superimposed explosion skill and blessed the flesh. The Great Zhou Tian Divine Body advanced to 13 levels in a short time, and he once again cut out the five elements of sword intent , Suddenly its power doubled.
Emperor Ying rushed towards Luo Xingchen with a knife, and had a hearty battle with Luo Xingchen!
The sword light and sword shadow split the earth and destroyed countless surrounding buildings, pavilions and pavilions.
Murderous aura is everywhere all over the world.
At this time, those demon youths all described as shocked, and this strong demon in the celestial realm, his pupils shrunk, squinted, and said: "The Son of the Chosen?"
"Boom boom boom..."
The qi bounced off one after another, swallowing the mountains and rivers, and piercing the Changhong!
The red blade light collided with the five-color sword intent phantom. In the end, Emperor Ying slashed and chopped it on Luo Xingchen's hilt. Luo Xingchen's arm was sore, and suddenly a sharp light burst from the tip of the sword, and the Emperor Ying’s magic knife Cut off.
The two of them landed at the same time and started a head-to-head hand-to-head battle!
The fists and feet were added and became more violent. The Emperor Ying struck out a series of palm prints, Luo Xingchen hardened his fists with rock-solid fists, their bones made a violent sound, and the corners of their mouths overflowed with blood.
However, there is always a moment when the magical skill of stacking and exploding fails. After a stick of incense, Luo Xingchen is exhausted and kicked by the emperor. After that, he only sees a rope woven of golden dragon silk, like a golden snake dancing wildly. The twists and turns locked Luo Xingchen's body and twisted it tightly.
Luo Xingchen tried hard to break free, but to no avail.
He was tied up with five flowers, his eyes were cold, and he was silent.
Emperor Ying tilted her head, moved her muscles and bones again, glanced at Luo Xingchen unexplainably, and laughed: "Hahaha... Not bad, Human Race, you really have some abilities! Except for Qin Yang, you are the most enchanting one I have ever seen. !
Suddenly, I thought it was a shame to kill you, tusk..."
Luo Xingchen ignored his playful gaze indifferently.
Luo Xingchen calmed down, stood firm and didn't panic, the Emperor Ying walked towards him step by step...