Emperor of Nine Suns

At this time, the group of cultivators behind the blue clothed old man also violently shot, a torrent of spirit strengths of different colors like a large tide surging.

Chu Chen's eyes are cold, his right hand holds the Black Sword, and his left hand squeezes the Nine Suns Burning Heaven Seal, transforming into a gradually raised round of rays of light ten thousand zhang.

The ultimate battle skill left over by the Celestial Emperor embodies its due formidable power, that round of scorching sun Annihilating Everything and sweeping everything.

Let those spirit strength torrents be endlessly smashed by a Level 1.

At the same time, the sharp ink-black sword light is like strips of black poisonous snakes, choosing people to eat. Every time it flashes in the sky, there is a cultivator with a horrified face. The fatal wound with continuous blood flow fell down.

"Kill!"

"enforce Justice on behalf of the Heaven, kill the evildoers!!"

"Killing madman pay with your life! !"

I have to say that the guarding power of this giant city is really strong. A cultivator leaps into the air from all directions, like a locust rushing toward Chu Chen.

However, no matter how many people there are, the rays of light ten thousand zhang's scorching sun and the poisonous snake-like dark sword glow seem to be in the land of no one, cutting down the cultivators one after another.

This is a massacre that will surely shake the entire world. The sky began to rain steadily. The raindrops are all red, which is a real "blood rain"!

The rain of blood overturned the sky, as if even the heavens were crying for this human tragedy.

The blood-colored raindrops hit the body and quickly wet the clothes. Amid the strong bloody smell, young Ling Xuan stared at the silhouette of the crazy slaughter, the whole person seemed to be petrified same.

The silhouette that is not very tall, the gray-clothed boy who looks a little thin, and the normally gentle and soothing face, at this time it looks like Asura from hell slaughter the common people. .

The ink-black sword glow and the bright sun complement each other, and continue to take away one after another.

At this time, Chu Chen is like a wooden barrel full of blood. Every time he passes by, there will be endless blood light sprayed there.

At this moment, the entire land, houses, and stalls are all covered with a thick layer of blood, and the thick blood energy even merges into a small river gurgling!

To slaughter one person is sin, slaughter a hundred people into a devil, slaughter a thousand people as a general, and slaughter a thousand people as a hero! Killing a million is for the male and female! !

The slaughter boy continuously spewed out one after another rich blood light. Countless cultivators furiously attacked in front of him to prevent his slaughter. Even if so many people attacked at the same time Strong people will inevitably get hurt.

So at this time, Chu Chen's whole body was already covered with countless wounds, one after another blood light rolled down from him, and the rich blood color was completely indistinguishable from For others, it still comes from himself.

Ling Xuan stared at the silhouette that looked like Asura in hell in a daze. It was clearly so hideous, so scary, so bloody and devil-like silhouette. Why did it carry so much sadness, that one? This kind of sorrow, the strong can't escape, can't escape, can't forget.

There are two bright red tears snaking down on that young man's face. They are blood and tears!

Ling Xuan can clearly see that a silhouette that is so gentle, so kind, so straightforward and upright, dripping blood and tears in the endless blood light, while slaughtering wildly.

So strong and heavy sadness, the kind of helplessness and struggle that originated from the deepest heart, made the little girl suddenly feel a sore nose, and a thick vapor of water quickly filled her eyes.

Is it for me? In order not to make me mad? Is it so sad and crazy to make me feel better? ?

The entire world has turned into a bloody red, and the strong bloody smell rushes into the nose, which makes people feel sick. In the vast blood light, the little girl's red and swollen eyes quickly rolled down and big tears fell.

Don't be like this, don't...slay this sadly again.

The pupils of the teenager have turned into two blood-colored worlds. The corners of his cold mouth, now with a smile, arrogantly and impudent smile!

Look at this World withering in the blood!

"No, don't be enchanted!" The little girl couldn't help but let out a roar!

"Damn boy, bad my major event!"

Looking at the young Ling Xuan's dim teary eyes and the fluctuating emotional plot, the withered Taoist sighed, palms fiercely With a wave, the whole blood-colored world instantly circulates rays of light.

One after another thick black rays of light spread out, and the whole world has become a cold, empty and dark world.

Chu Chen, who was battling a bloodbath and slaughtering frantically, whose consciousness had gradually appeared, felt his body lighten suddenly, and the endless pressure around him quickly dissipated.

At the same time, the transparent blood stains all over the body disappeared without a trace instantly, and once again returned to the original clean and refreshing appearance.

Finally... have you survived this disaster?

Chu Chen slowly gathered up the ink-black long sword in his hand and exhaled a long breath.

Space is changing again!

In the endless darkness, a warm red glow tore through the sky, sprayed out from the corner of the sky, and instantly stained the entire sky.

The scene in the Heart Demon space changed again. In front of Chu Chen, the sky was full of sunset glowing red.

Under the sunset is a rolling mountain range, which is a tall ancient mountain, each with a thousand zhang heights.

The highest main peak even reaches ten thousand zhang, towering into the clouds.

Above the main peak is a continuous palace city with carved beams and columns, majestic and majestic.

On the door plaque above the palace, the three characters "Netherworld School" are shining brightly, emitting waves of pale-gold brilliance in the afterglow of the setting sun.

At this time, on the Punishment Hall within the Netherworld Sect, a girl with a beautiful face was tightly bound by a black iron chain with a thick arm.

The girl's body was covered with dark red blood, and the two slender and beautiful arms clearly showed one after another hideous blood.

The girl seemed very embarrassed, but the pair of black eyes appeared extremely bright, like the most dazzling stars in the night sky.

In front of the girl, a total of twelve of the mighty old man wearing blood-colored robes, white hair, and full of breath, Prestige Is Like A Prison, are standing indifferently in front of the girl. The sharp gaze that looked like a blade fiercely glared at the girl in front of her.

"The withered heart is dead, dead!! The sinful demon is finally punishable, and the next one is your turn!!"

"You couple The sinful master and disciple, the hostility is so heavy, it shouldn't exist in this world!"

"Well-hearted things, our Netherworld Sect has raised you for so many years, so you treat us like this! It’s finally in our hands now, and it’s time for you to pay your debts."

"Now I am waiting to annihilate your Spiritual Consciousness and turn it into an invincible war corpse, which can be considered as a reward for you. Nurture! Do you have anything else to say?"

a Elder in the blood-clothed expression is cold, as if a god in the sky is judging a mortal with a condescending gaze coldly looking at being locked Live girl.