Emperor of Nine Suns

"If you don't give us an answer to this matter, I don't think you can go back safely...Even after this trial, we have to seek justice for Brother Chen!"

"Bold fanatic, don't hesitate to come over and make amends!"

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Those who can enter the land of Eternal Night are all elites among the monks.

And another synonym for these elites is shameless.

For them, the cultivation bases that can be mixed into the late Tianhe have all experienced strong winds and waves, and the skill of turning black and white fingers into horses uses the skill of perfection and does not have the slightest psychological burden.

After hearing these words, the many immortal extinction girls almost burst their lungs one by one, and they yelled at them one after another.

As the person involved, Chu Chen just glanced at them faintly, and didn't bother to pay attention to them, but the girls had a fight with them.

Men are inherently inferior to women in quarrels.

After arguing back and forth for less than a cup of tea, the many monks in Stronghold No. 6 were suddenly defeated one by one.

However, they also have the advantage of being a man, and they quickly turned from a mere quarrel to a slander of foul language, revealing unbearable words.

At this point, the many young girls who have not left the pavilion can no longer quarrel, and their angry little faces are red, and they will only be "shameless" and "despicable" back and forth. The more ugly vocabulary is unspoken.

Chu Chen seemed to be out of the way, just manipulating the whip shadow to resist the fierce beast, but with the naked eye, the brightness of his whip shadow was diminishing a little bit.

And seeing this scene, the many male monks in stronghold 6 suddenly became excited again.

"Hey, that's not right, it's been time for a cup of tea, why is Brother Chen still screaming there?" Someone noticed the difference.

Chang, the leader who was given a whip hasn't slowed down yet, he kept covering his face and howling, his face was full of blood.

"There is weirdness. Senior Brother Chen has firm perseverance. When he was chasing down his enemies, he didn't frown with seven knives in his body. Why is it so unbearable this time?"

"What is weird about that whip technique?"

Seeing that the leader with the highest level of combat power is still not doing well, the many cultivators in base 6 have no time to curse.

Except for the squad on duty to resist the fierce beasts, the squad members who were on vacation were all around the leader, looking solemnly at the wailing and crying leader.

At this moment, the leader's image is a bit shocking.

There was no change in the scar on his body, it was still the welt mark, except that the swollen stiff mark was somewhat high, but there was no weird change.

However, the leader's cry of pain while covering his face grew louder and more stern.

It seems that with the passage of time, the pain in the body has not only not diminished, but it has become more and more severe.

He stubbornly covered his face with his hands, but he didn't dare to touch the wound, his whole body twitched in pain, tears streaming down his head, and his crying voice became less and less like a person, but like a demon.

"I'll take a look!"

A dazzling white light appeared on an older cultivator, and he patted the leader with a probing hand, and his expression was shocked.

In his perception, uniformly extremely subtle and extremely hot spiritual power surged like a snake.

That thread of spiritual power is like a hot steel needle, easily breaking through his thick spiritual power shield, straight into the sea of ​​qi.

After that, that hot and strange spiritual power turned into ten, and then from ten to hundreds, from hundreds to thousands...

It evolves seven times, and turns into thousands of slender, unimaginable spiritual power filaments running wildly in his body.

However, that trace of spiritual power is extremely small after all, after tens of millions of differentiation, the amount of each root is so small that it can be ignored.

Thousands of thin needles of spiritual power were easily wiped out by the spiritual power in his body with just one shot, without causing any damage.

"So insidious magical power!"

The monk was full of shock, and he finally understood why the leader was so painful just because of a whiplash.

That weird spiritual power can be divided seven times, each time it is equivalent to a tenfold stabbing with a steel needle. How many people can bear this kind of pain?

However, after seven times of derivation, that spiritual power will be weak, and it will naturally be wiped out.

Therefore, after taking this trick, you have to endure the pain that the seven times of derivation process brings to your body...really, it is like the torture of purgatory!

"Senior Brother Chen, you'll be patient, more patient..."

The monk sighed and looked at which figure in stronghold No. 7, his eyes were full of deep guard in addition to anger.

Is this the power of the Secret Art of the Da Luo Zhoutian Sword Formation?

It's really scary!

Until now, I can only bear it!

Endure until the sword qi evolves to the extreme and finally is consumed...

After understanding the situation in the leader's body, the many monks in Stronghold No. 6 suddenly became full of guard on their faces, and even the voice of cursing gradually became quieter.

"How can his whip last so long?"

Finally someone couldn't bear to ask the doubt in his heart.

The Da Luo Zhou Heavenly Sword Formation consumes spiritual power is unimaginable. The sword formation that requires twenty-four people to build can be displayed by one person. The normal Tianhe Great Perfection realm cultivator will be born if he insists on at most half an hour. Consume dry spiritual power.

But that guy has been there for more than an hour, and the whip shadow looks very dim, and it seems that it will completely collapse anytime and anywhere.

However, it has always been very strong and shrouded around the seventh stronghold, crushing the fierce beasts that rushed away into black mist.

"That whip...should be a strange treasure!"

There are many magical tools in the monk world that can automatically absorb the power of the surrounding heaven and earth to increase the power of the secret technique when they are activated, so that the master consumes less spiritual power.

However, most of this type of magical artifacts can play a very limited role. Generally speaking, the magical artifacts that can reduce the owner's spiritual energy consumption by 10% are already considered the best.

Some medium and large sects will have some of the best magic weapons specially used to stimulate large-scale formations, which can reduce the consumption of spiritual power by nearly 20%. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

What level is the whip in that kid's hand?

How much did it reduce that kid's spiritual energy consumption?

50%? 70%? 90%?

Unknowable, just watching that guy persisted for one hour, one and a half hours, two hours... and the whip shadow never completely collapsed, as if it existed forever.

The azure whip shadow shrouded in the sky over stronghold No. 7, like a small firmament, shielding everyone inside.

At this moment, too many eyes were gathered in this small azure world.

However, no matter how many eyes from the outside world converge, it is probably not as complicated as the mood of the many immortal extinction girls shrouded in whip shadows. They watched the terrifying chicken-shaped fierce beasts who dared to rush over, and once they were touched by the whip shadow, they would suddenly be exploded into a black mist.

No beast can be spared!

The whip shadow was getting dimmed, but the sky-like azure was always immortal.