"General! I will call you General General! I am from a warrior! Do you dare to move me?"
Lin Ning's eyes were filled with a trace of self-confidence, arrogant and awe-inspiring.
Xue Hen smiled softly: "I, why don't you dare?"
He stretched out a finger, several beams of light, and pierced Lin Ning's left and right shoulders, left leg and right leg. Lin Ning was trembling and dripping with blood, and suddenly slipped and knelt on the ground.
Lin Ning's eyes were about to split, his teeth were gritted, and his face was terrifying: "Xue Hen—you dare to kill me, the Lin clan of the war clan, punish your nine clan!"
Xue Hen smiled again: "I have always been a lonely person. Tell me, where am I from the Nine Clan?"
Lin Ning shouted hoarsely and shouted angrily: "I have the soul imprint left by the clan elders. As long as something happens to me, they will detect it and come over soon! You must die! They will make you worse than death! Eight levels of hell!"
Xue Hen said indifferently: "Death, I don't care, hurt? I have experienced the fiery sea of purgatory. I have experienced thousands of swords and bones, and I have also experienced that in my eyes, there is no power, only damn, and not damn! "
Lin Ning was distraught, painful, hysterical: "No—Xue Hen! You can't kill me! You kill me, and your men will be implicated too! They will definitely die! In that case, you are a sinner of the ages!"
Xue Hen looked indifferent and careless, walked over, kicked Lin Ning, the look in his eyes was like ice.
"Are you threatening me again? You speak without going through your brain. This is the battlefield of sacred demons. There are royal Jiang clan, beast clan, giant clan, and Tiandaoyuan! I ask you, Lin clan, can you Dominate the family
Here, there is even more true god's decree, and any high-ranking powerhouse must not go beyond the thunder pond.
They can move me, but they, have the guts to let these innocent people be wiped out
Boy, you are too young! "
Lin Ning was stared at by Xue Hen's icy gaze. After half a day, he finally resembled a deflated balloon, his body limp, coughing heavily, his face pale, and sweat dripping down.
He closed his eyes, his lips trembled, and he took a deep breath, speechless.
He was defeated. Facts have proved that Xue Hen is a lunatic at all, not afraid of death or power!
No matter how much he said, it's useless!
"Xue Hen... Ha ha... I just wanted to ask, Luo Xingchen, what about the enchanting? He can create an imperial power in 10,000 years
We are a taboo force, and we have made great achievements, guarding the dividing line between the human race and the demons!
What qualifications does he have to compare with me
My potential is much better than him. He is five hundred years old, and he is still in the late Lingyuan realm. I am less than two hundred years old, and I will be able to touch the threshold of the Earth Yuan realm immediately!
I am a peerless evildoer! In my eyes, he is trash, trash!
What happened to me playing with him? He shouldn't rob me of the limelight!
Ha ha... You can kill me today, but you can't change anything! In the future, there will be thousands of Luo Xingchen falling, you must remember that the strong are always strong! That layer of the moat, they will not be able to cross over for a lifetime! "
Xue Hen squinted his eyes, carefully glanced at Lin Ning, the corners of his mouth raised, playing with the taste: "Really can't cross it?"
Lin Ning closed her eyes tightly, her head held high, and she looked like death: "Huh! The Lin clan of the war clan has stood for hundreds of thousands of years!
How many people want to provoke its majesty, have they succeeded
What if he becomes the domain master? In Lin's eyes, he is still an ant!
We effortlessly, just relying on the orthodoxy, can make him disappear! "
Xue Hen was silent for a moment, and the people beside him remained silent.
In the crowd, Su Mengyao frowned, glared at Lin Ning, holding the whip, wishing to strangle this beast who is inferior to the beast right away!
Xue Hen thought a lot, and his heart was full of hope, and he calmly said: "I only hope to see the world and become fair and just! All beings are equal, you Lin, you are not heaven!"
He got up and removed the soles of his feet from Lin Ning's body.
He downplayed and said casually: "I will keep you! When he comes back, your grievances can be resolved by yourself, are you sure, you are better than him?"
Lin Ning said proudly: "Haha... When he comes back, it will be when he died, but... Will he come back?"
Xue Hen turned around and looked back, calmly, and left a sentence: "Then we, wait and see!"
Su Mengyao, however, couldn't control her emotions, she was tearful, gritted her teeth, the whip in her hand swayed, and her heart was trembling.
An anger enveloped Su Mengyao's heart.
Luo Xingchen, her savior, Lin Ning, a shameless fellow!
"Lin Ning, remember, if he can't come back, I will also keep you from going back!"
Su Mengyao finally defeated the anger, reluctantly did not hurt Lin Ning.
She still hoped that Luo Xingchen could really come back.
But at this moment, Gao Feng just woke up, feeling depressed, clutching his chest, and leaving in embarrassment. This scene is really out of control...
The Demon Sword Race was on the verge of defeat, and all the Demon Sword Races, under Luo Xingchen's heavenly desolate sword intent, were either dead or injured.
They abandoned their territory and fled in embarrassment.
It has become empty, lifeless, except for the corpse, except for the smell of blood, there is no living person!
Luo Xingchen was lying in the pile of dead people, his strength was empty, and the side effects of the violent pill caused him to be seriously injured and unconscious!
Three days later...
"General, are we dreaming? This, this... How could it be possible that the Demon Gang Army, the strongest demon clan in the surrounding area, has a strong overall strength. In this level of theater, our major forces are not moving. Who are they? The town is killed?"
A pair of light-armored soldiers lined up in this bleak dead pile, with crooked mouths, surprised and inexplicable.
The generals headed by the generals were equally stunned for a long time, and were silent.
They probed carefully, for fear that if a dead person suddenly jumped up, it would be a corpse fraud.
"What's even more suffocating is that all the dead here seem to be demons! What about the human race? Who killed them? Could it be that the human race did not suffer any loss? Who is so powerful!"
The general said in a condensed voice: "It may be a master. I heard that, tens of thousands of miles away from this moment, there is a commander of the first-level theater, named Xue Hen. He is strong enough to be king in all first-level theaters dominate!
Perhaps, it was a master like him! "
He looked down while walking, and suddenly his body stiffened.
He stared at the ground blankly, a young man with clean blood, showing that he has nothing to do with the Demon Race, this is a human race with a red seed.
This young man had a weak breath and a lack of vitality, but there seemed to be an energy in his body that slowly repaired his injuries, and the wounds healed gradually.
"Alive... Terran, why are you alone here?"
Everyone looked solemn and puzzled!
They took Luo Xingchen away with surprise and incomprehension...
On the morning of the sixth day, Luo Xingchen was in a coma for six days.
Seeing the blue sky, he finally woke up.
There are caring gazes around him, projecting on his body.
"Little brother, ha ha... Fu Da Ming is big, you really are fine!"
Luo Xingchen saw that the person in front of him was eight feet tall, physically strong, and his face was sharp and sharp, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.
The perfect strength of the Earth Element Realm, with two gold patterns on his shoulders, shows that he is a general of the same level as General Xue Hen.
Luo Xingchen sat up straight, hysteria for a moment.
He scratched his head, frowned, and said solemnly: "Where is this? Where am I?"
"My name is Qingxiao, the general of the Iron Dragon Army. You were in the barracks of the Demon Gang Army and you passed out because of severe injuries. Brother, who are you, are you okay?"
Luo Xingchen shook his head and said calmly: "Thank you senior, I'm fine."
He jumped up and staggered, the road was still unstable, he opened the tent and wanted to go out.
The two Yuanyuan realm warriors hurriedly stopped him.
"What are you doing? The injury hasn't healed, so you can't run around!"
These people are kindly reminded with concerned eyes.
Luo Xingchen was determined and unaffected, and said firmly: "I don't have time, I need to move on, I still have a task, sorry! When I finish the task, I will come back and apologize to everyone."
Qing Xiao looked at him and said solemnly: "Little brother, until now, you haven't told us who you are and why did you appear in the Fallen Land of the Demon Gang Army?"
Luo Xingchen said calmly: "They? Are they all dead?"
Qing Xiao held his breath and said every word with a solemn expression: "There should be some escaped, but at least half of the Demon Gang's army has been wiped out, and no one is spared!"
Luo Xingchen nodded: "That's good!"
He still rushed out, no longer speaking, he took the steps of Ling Tian level, one step two steps, spanning thousands of feet, tens of thousands of feet, floating away!
Everyone in the Iron Dragon Army couldn't stop him, staring blankly at his back, in a daze...
After another three days, Luo Xingchen's perception became more acute.
On the way, he encountered the three teams of demons, but he cleverly avoided them, leaving no trace.
He is one step closer to Magic Cliff Mountain!
At this time, he felt some subtle changes in the aura of heaven and earth in the air.
"Cultivation?"
Luo Xingchen sat down cross-legged, in an empty place, silently operating the Nirvana Art, and continued to cultivate the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body.
"Crack..."
His bones were broken, overthrown, and reconnected.
His meridians were also tampered with, capricious, shifting positions, and the sea of Qi widened in circles.
The power of thunder flooded all over his body.
This feeling is like the kind of power when Feng Henxi just repaired his broken pulse in Tianyun City decades ago.
The speed at which he cultivated the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body became extremely fast.
His physical strength continued to skyrocket and doubled!
boom-
With a loud noise, Luo Xingchen was covered with golden light, like a golden figure.
The divine bone in his body has increased by three, becoming seventeen!
Fifteen layers of the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, broken!
His martial art realm is getting closer and closer to the peak of Lingyuan realm.
After breaking and standing, the harvest is quite fruitful. The aura of heaven and earth in all directions in this air contains the power of thunder!
Luo Xingchen raised his head and looked at a mountain range in the distance.
He faintly felt that Demon Cliff Mountain, Demon Blade, is coming soon!
Counting the distance, he has traveled seventy thousand miles!
With thirty thousand miles left, he will be able to reach his destination!
Luo Xingchen curled his mouth and said in a low voice: "Lin Ning, I know you are giving me a set, you have the background, you are great!
However, just as you complete me, I don't care about these obstacles, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, or the road that is not accessible, I will open it with my fist!
You idiot, want to stop me too? "
He resolutely continued to move forward, vowing not to look back!