I am kind by nature, but I am so cruel. Today I wield a butcher knife just to get justice!
The beast domain, the Qilin clan, is known as the supreme beast, and only the Phoenix clan can be compared with it, and the Dapeng clan is called the beast god clan, which is more stable.
The mansion of the Kylin tribe is a mountain range, and red palaces towering into the clouds.
At this moment, the gate of the Kylin tribe was closed, and all directions were blocked by restrictions. It was difficult for ordinary people to set foot in their domain.
I saw a beam of light, which set off a great storm, tearing the so-called ban, stepping in with one foot, and a cold drink, resounding thousands of miles away!
"Humans of the Baichuan Continent, Ant Luo Xingchen, ask all the aloft adults for advice!"
The majestic voice, deafening and uttering, a destructive beam of light gushing from his fingertips, lasing away, and immediately crushed the red peaks, the ground moved and the mountains shook, and the mist was smoky.
This person is not long-winded, he came just to hit the ground.
"Presumptuous! Bold, dare to come to my Kylin clan's territory to cause trouble, who are you!"
Several gigantic fire unicorns flew like flying, transforming from huge beasts into human bodies, one by one, dressed in red armor, holding long knives and spears, their brilliance and coldness!
Those who moved at a rapid pace were a few Tier 9 unicorn tribes. Only the beast tribes whose ancestors had achieved great sages were qualified to be called Tier, and spirit beasts could only be called Tier.
The ninth-order unicorn tribes, transformed into human flesh, were full of anger, fierce like thunder, and gritted their teeth with anger.
Their vitality was severely injured, holding a breath, and the clan protection formation was in a state of triggering at any time.
Who could have imagined that a brat boy, alone, would dare to come here to make a fuss.
Their Qilin tribe is also the supreme beast, what is its majesty
Luo Xingchen glanced indifferently at these strong Qilin tribes, stretched out his hand, and aimed at the seven or eight Tier 9 unicorn tribes. The desolation of the barren stele hand was densely covered in his palm, and his five fingers condensed a desolate sword intent, double Famine merged, and the dark beams showed a sweeping momentum, and the arrows shot away.
"Swish swish..."
"Go away... uh!"
"Puff puff… "
Accompanied by the sound of their bodies being pierced, they were all beaten into a sieve, riddled with holes, staring blankly at the wounds on their bodies, with their mouths open, the primordial spirit also broke directly.
"Boom—"
The heavy muffled noise was the sound of them falling down, hitting the ground, revealing its true shape, each of the unicorns, their limbs stiff and no sound.
Luo Xingchen was only in the middle stage of the Heaven and Human Realm. He used Po Tianzhi and frustrated, and swept the ninth-order Qilin Clan. He obliterated the Ten Thousand Artistic Realms, just like cutting vegetables and melons, and understatement.
"Shoo, hoo..."
In an instant, Luo Xingchen was surrounded by a large group of Qilin clan powerhouses, among them there were eighth, ninth, tenth, and eleventh orders, one of whom was a great sage, possessing a sacred body of perfect law, and his body as firm as a rock.
The momentum is huge, and this battle, placed on any imperial power, can also make them jealous.
The Kylin tribe is already on par with the strong emperor-level power of the human tribe.
"Luo Xingchen... You came here unexpectedly?"
Among the crowd, a young man with a cold face and murderous spirit seemed to be insulting Luo Xingchen: "Your master Ye Chu was crippled by the Jiang family. You disappeared for thirty years, and we all thought you were dead. , Since you are not dead, why not find them?"
Luo Xingchen looked at him, his tone was neither salty nor light: "What is your name?"
"If you can change your name or sit down, I'm Qi Jiulong!"
This young man released the unique blood phantom body of the spirit beast, a unicorn, whose body was irrigated by flames, with six red lines, which was particularly dazzling, and it was probably comparable to the six-fold spiritual seal of the human martial arts.
He is an eighth-order Qilin Clan, and his physical strength is naturally horrifying.
The sturdy unicorn arm smashed out with a punch, like a mountain ramming, pointing at Luo Xingchen, and said proudly!
"Qi Jiulong..."
Luo Xingchen nodded and grinned: "Come, challenge me."
"Young patriarch must not! He just wiped out our ninth-order unicorn tribe with a single blow!"
A Tier 9 Kylin tribe, red-faced, scared, and frightened, shouted hard!
Qi Jiulong curled his lips: "You are great, what magic weapon did you use? Dare to use your own strength with me... Ah!"
"Chichichichi..."
Qi Jiulong opened his mouth. Before he finished his words, he didn't recover. He felt that his body was like an electric shock, being cut apart by sword energy. His eyes widened, and his body became piece by piece, falling. All over the floor, fragmented.
Luo Xingchen held a central imperial weapon in his hand, with an indifferent expression, indifferently watching the broken limbs all over the floor, surrounded by a hurricane.
"Let me tell you, when fighting, stop talking nonsense-too naive..."
Today, he is already disdainful to argue, he is here to collect debts, not to learn martial arts.
"Long Er—"
But seeing this old man of the great sage level Qilin tribe, his eyes were splitting, and he roared wildly, causing many people to close their ears and split their livers and gallbladders.
He knelt down in pain, stroking the broken corpses all over the floor, heartache was extremely painful, tears filled his eyes in his shrewd eyes, and his whole body trembled.
After a while, he stood up and stared at Luo Xingchen coldly, with a murderous intent that could not be suppressed.
"Luo Xingchen, our Qilin clan knows that we have made a mistake first, but we have paid so much! So far, we have lost three great saints in succession. What have you lost? Don't push us, dog If you are anxious, you will jump the wall!"
A great sage opened his mouth to insult, but he was still afraid of the murderous intentions that might be hidden behind Luo Xingchen. His mood was quite entangled and suppressed, but he did not lose his majesty and argued with confidence.
Luo Xingchen smiled, clasped his fist and said: "Senior, well said, what did I lose? I didn't lose anything, just a few lives, as cheap as a mustache."
This sentence made all the Kylin tribes stunned for an instant.
After that, Luo Xingchen's expression was extremely cold: "In the past, my strength was weak, not as noble as your sacred beast race.
I also have brothers and sisters, and friends. I want to live and die with them, and I have no ability to avenge them.
So, my grass, my ants, can't hold back anymore, come to find dead, who can kill me? Take the head of my item? "
He held his head high, his eyes were cold to the extreme, and his tone was full of sarcasm.
With one word, Luo Xingchen's words caused Zhu Qiang to be sluggish. From the beginning to the present, it seems... He is the only one!
"Luo Xingchen, come to make trouble, don't you bring reinforcements? How about your friends?"
The great sage of the Qilin tribe, whose name is Qi Xuan, squinted his eyes, making people shudder.
"That's right, I am here alone. You can rest assured that I didn't bring any reinforcements."
Luo Xingchen casually held the sword, the central emperor weapon, and the emperor weapon, to him, it was no different.
Weapon is something outside of the body, if the owner of the weapon is strong enough, one grass and one tree can slash the enemy.
Luo Xingchen naturally hasn't reached that level yet. With a central imperial weapon, he will still have a lot of increase, but in general, this increase is irrelevant compared to his hole cards.
"What do you mean, are you crazy? Could it be that you have sacred artifacts in your hands?" Qi Xuan was a little unbelievable. He dared to enter the Qilin clan by himself, and he was not a great sage. It would be a dead end to come with the sacred artifacts. .
I'm not a lunatic, how can I explain it
Luo Xingchen's face was cold, without a word, he wielded his sword and walked wildly, his body shuttled away like a streamer, faster than the ordinary Wanyi Realm!
"Chichichichi..."
Raising the sword with his hand, he smashed the bodies of several Qilin tribes, leaving them with no leeway.
All this happened under Zhu Qiang's nose, but they did not react at all.
The spirits of the Kylin tribe disappeared in this way, and there was no chance for even a scream.
Calmly and calmly, after finishing it coldly, Luo Xingchen, at close range, glanced at Qi Xuan who was in a daze, and said indifferently: "Old predecessor, are you stupid? Is it possible that I am scared of this hairy boy
I'm killing your offspring, hehe... You should be able to stop me, why not? "
The more he was like this, Qi Xuan was dumbfounded, but the more jealous he became!
What he thought in his heart, if Luo Xingchen was really a fool, this matter would be easy to handle.
Is he? This name has long been famous all over the world, and the heroes have recorded eighteen people. When in the Lingyuan realm, they cut countless enemies and gained more than ten million merit points.
It is difficult to achieve even if the heavens and humans are in the realm of just two or three years.
Suffered from the ambush of the Demon Dao Alliance, survived the catastrophe, returned to the Baichuan Continent, defeated the strong Phoenix clan, the Nine Quexian Mansion, and the Heavenly Locking Formation...
One by one, one by one, who can say that Luo Xingchen is a fool
At this moment, Luo Xingchen was right in front of him, unscrupulously, and mercilessly punishing the juniors of their Qilin clan.
Who would believe it if he came by himself
The more arrogant he is, the more confident he is. Could it be that the Qilin tribe is facing a disaster
Most of the things Qi Xuan can think of, other people can also think of.
For a while, people were panicked, secretly suspicious, cold sweat, the stronger Luo Xingchen, the less they dared to look directly.
"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Luo Xingchen smiled evilly, and said in a condensed voice: "Everyone, why don't you dare to do it? Are they all useless? Where is the majesty of the past?"
Qi Xuan tried his best to contain his emotions and calm his emotions, saying: "Luo Xingchen, our Qilin clan is just confused for a while. We should not listen to the nonsense of the Jiang clan. However, Jiang Jiuding, as a half-step true god, personally Inviting us to join his camp. It can be described as coercion and lure.
We can't afford to provoke the Jiang clan, and we are also forced to be helpless.
Now, you have also seen that our Qilin tribe has become a hairless phoenix, suffered all the humiliation and suffered heavy losses, and you have killed several of the great saints!
Isn't it enough? "
After Luo Xingchen heard it, Yang Tian laughed: "Hahaha... If you can't provoke the royal family of Jiang, you can provoke me! Bullying and fearing hardship! What I look down on most is your soft guys!
OK, give you a chance, don't you cherish it? "
He nodded, and quickly rushed to the side of a Tier 8 top Qilin Clan youth, a sword cut off one of his arms, and blood splashed all over.
"what-"
With a scream, this young unicorn has lost his old jealousy and emerged as a three-legged fire unicorn, rolling all over the floor, which is a piercing pain.
Luo Xingchen flew up again with a sword, nailed through his head, and immediately stopped the cry.
His aura dissipated, condensing the sword aura of frustration, destroying his soul in one fell swoop.
If there is no one beside Luo Xingchen, he picked him up, set up the grill, placed the big pot, and threw this huge fire unicorn into the boiling water and started to cook.
He sat lazily on the ground, rubbing his hands, licking his tongue, staring at the water pot, and sniffing wantonly with his nose, excitedly, and smiled and said, "Yeah, that's good, a pot of good meat."
At this moment, the Qilin clan's strong faces were blue and angry, and they were so angry that their liver hurts!
"Whoo!"
Luo Xingchen casually threw the sword on a mountain, ignored it, held his arms, and looked at these Qilin clan experts with cold eyes.
"Ka!" A man gritted his teeth, angrily, and wanted to drip blood in his eyes.
"My son—you scum—I played it with you! Roar—"
He turned into a ten-foot fire unicorn, with sturdy limbs, propped up, and jumped up.
Luo Xingchen waved a palm in his hand, and the icy mist spread in an instant.
The ninth-level top fire unicorn could have resisted the quasi-ten catastrophe realm, but in the face of this cold, it was unable to recover.
Soon, he was frozen into ice cubes by Dzogchen’s extreme cold ice secrets. Luo Xingchen’s palm strength and the back-ups made a black glow gushing out. He immediately swallowed the ice and swallowed hundreds of feet of everything, including this. Only the ninth-tier top fire unicorn can be embezzled without leaving a piece of armor!
With a weird smile, he tore a fire unicorn's thigh, smelling fragrant, he opened his mouth and gobbled it up.
Many unicorns have no blood on their faces, their scalp is numb, and their color changes in amazement...