Chapter 2036

Jun Chen immediately became the focus of everyone.

What kind of terror is it to kill 31 holy corpses with one sword?

Almost after seeing this sword, the strong men in the holy land have the answer.

This Terran youth is that they want to find the princes like dust.

"It's so strong that it can cut off the holy bones of the holy corpse. This explosive force has surpassed the level of half saints."

"How can the semi holy state be so powerful? Is he a saint? "

"Against the sky, it is not enough to describe this son."

"This sword is unprecedented."

"I know who he is. He is the existence of the first customs clearance test among the kings like dust!"

"Is it him?"

"It can only be him. It can't be the second person to kill 31 holy corpses with such ease."

"The fairy, the Murong, and the princes are like dust. They are actually together! Who can tell me which holy land the three of them were raised in? All three are so young, one more than the other? "

"This is too crazy. The princes like dust are obviously much stronger than Murong."

……

All the people are very angry, Jun Chen and other three people's origins.

Because any of the three of them came out, they were all competitive in the ancient star of the burial of saint. However, the three of them were in a group and obviously came from one force.

No one knows what kind of forces can cultivate these three demons.

The bright saint, the sky sea Saint son, the nine song Saint daughter, the willow longevity, the dark Saint son, should be matchless and so on young generation Tianjiao people, one by one like falling ice cave.

Murong's strength has made them despair.

But when they saw the swordsmanship of these princes, they knew that it was a great sorrow that they were so terrible and powerful that they were born at the same time as him.

This monarch is like dust, which is an insurmountable existence.

Especially the bright saint and the sky sea Saint son, at the moment the body can not help shaking, smell the danger of death.

Because, they have recognized that this king like dust is the youth of the human race who was chased and killed by the Archaean holy corpse for nine days and nine nights, and then sealed up in the Archaean God refining furnace, but he did not die.

He integrated the light of extinction and nothingness, but he didn't die in the reflection of the light, and broke through.

And look at the opponent's hand, obviously has controlled the body's extinction, nihilishi light, with ease.

It's terrible.

Since ancient times, no innate God or demon can suppress this blood potential, but this man did.

The two of them had captured the two Taoist lovers of this man alive before. If this man and man were to be cleared up, they would be doomed.

Murongqing and fengruoxue are also very excited.

Jun dust a mess of powerful, let their blood boil.

The dark son is not willing to continue to control the holy corpse to attack the king dust.

The saints who were cut off by the waist made a comeback, like moths rushing to the king's dust.

Jun Chen cut out several swords again, but different from the last one, this time it was grass sword spirit.

Whew, whew.

The ordinary grass sword Qi blows on the holy corpse, and suddenly bursts out the sword like cutting off the sun, moon and stars. The sword Qi flows disorderly and instantly devours the holy corpse.

A group of holy corpses, crying and howling, were torn into countless pieces by the sword storm and lost their resistance.

There was silence again.

The holy corpse, in the hands of the kings such as dust, is actually like a crooked melon twists jujube, vulnerable to a single blow, and has no resistance at all.

Holy bone, which is extremely hard existence, there are many people on the ancient stars using holy bone as bone utensils, which can be comparable with holy vessels, because holy bones have extraordinary hardness.

Half saints can never be cut off.

Under the swords of the kings, the bones of the holy corpse were cut off countless times.

"Although this son is a half saint, it is estimated that the power of sword Qi has reached the level of saint."

"He is the first person under the sage."

Ying Wushuang secretly said in his heart that his eyes were full of despair. He never thought that there would be such a strong evil spirit among the three realms.

Moreover, before that, these three people are actually nobody.

"Killing immortal sword, super seven can't destroy blood I have reached the level of saint. "

Jun Chen is very satisfied with the result.

But he was not complacent.

He is very clear, how terrible the saint is, has the ability to kill the saint, does not mean can kill the saint.

There is a saying that all the saints are ants, and the saints have no weakness.

And the half saint is full of weaknesses.

Now he, in the face of a real saint, does not have the strength to fight a war.

The main reason is that he didn't have the means to resist the attack of the saints. Once he was attacked and killed by the saints, he would still die without life.

To compete with the sage, he must strengthen his defense.Jun Chen offered a sacrifice to the Archaean God refining furnace, with a big mouth down, sucking away all the broken bones of the holy corpse.

Although the holy corpse has been blackened, the holy bone contains a small amount of Saint essence. If it can be extracted, it will be of great benefit to the half saints.

At this time, the dark son saw the situation is not good, ready to take people through the portal to escape.

Whoosh.

Jun Chen's figure flashed, first appeared at the door of the transmission, back to the strong of the dark holy land, blocking their way.

The people in the dark holy land are like enemies one by one, subconsciously retreating, but there is also a Murong Qing with a charming and strange smile in the corner of his mouth.

"What do you want?"

The son of the dark, as if facing a great enemy, his face changed greatly, and his voice trembled, "let us leave quickly, otherwise, the saint will not be able to save you when he comes."

A saint also said fearlessly: "you ignorant little things, before you want to deal with our dark holy land, you don't ask about the hall. How terrible are our saints in the dark holy land?"

Yingwushuang also stood up and acted as a peacemaker: "you may not know that there are saints in the dark holy land."

"I hope you will exercise restraint. No one can bear the cost of offending the saints."

Smell speech, the wind if snow and Murong qingjiao body are slightly a shock.

There are saints behind the dark holy land?

One of the five sages in the world, one of whom belongs to the holy land of darkness?

The news is not without fear.

"Now, do you know that you are afraid?"

The dark son raised his chin very high, and said arrogantly, "if you don't want to die, now kneel down and apologize. If the son is happy, maybe he can say something nice for you in front of the saint and spare you a dog's life."

Jun Chen glared: "saint, is it great?"

The whole audience was wide eyed.

They didn't hear it wrong. They dare not pay attention to the sage?

Does he think that saints are as vulnerable as corpses?

"Good, good, you dare to challenge the saint!"

The dark son was very angry and laughed, "this son announced that if you want to live today, you will give me your two Taoist partners."

"Otherwise, I will crush the talisman in my hand now, let the saint come and suppress you."

With that, the dark son shook a holy talisman in his hand, and at the same time, he looked at Murong Qing and Feng Ruoxue with greedy eyes.

These two women and fairies are extremely excellent. If they can be occupied by him, they will be envied by the whole young generation who buried the ancient star.

He believed that, as long as they were not mentally disabled, they would give up two Taoist lovers in exchange for peace.

Whew!

Jun Chen suddenly took out his sword and chopped it.

"What do you want?"

The three masters of the dark holy land, who came together with the son of darkness, denounced one after another, offering sacred objects to prevent them, but they were vulnerable to a single blow.

The sword swept by, and the three saints were killed on the ground, without any chance of breathing.

"You Do you dare to kill? " Dark son panic boiling, a look at the king dust with horror, "you are dead, you are finished, you have no future."

"If you don't cherish your future, don't blame me."

"Saint, please make our own decisions."

With that, the son of darkness crushed the talisman in his hand.

Jun Chen was cruel: "I have not killed the descendants of the sage. The son of the emperor of heaven is also the ghost under my sword. What are you worth?"

As soon as this was said, the whole audience trembled.

This son, killed the son of emperor Zhang Bainen?

With that, Jun Chen raised his sword again.

The dark son knelt down in fear, knowing that far water could not save near fire. He yelled: "don't kill me!"

"Why do you kill me?"

"You're killing innocent people indiscriminately. You're killing people for no reason. You'll be despised!"

Murong Qing sneered: "you control the holy corpse to attack us. You deserve to die."

"Do you have any evidence?"

"You! ——”Murong Qing was in a hurry.

Jun dust indifferent eyes, high above, overlooking the dark son: "I kill, do not need a reason."

Whew!

After the sword was cut off, the dark son suddenly became two pieces, his head fell to the ground, blood splashed into the sky, and everyone was scared.

"Ah! ——”

the son of darkness roared in despair and wanted to reorganize his body. However, the sword meaning of the wound was so terrible that he tore up the connection between the head and the body.

Restructuring failed.

Murong Qing raised his hand and shot the dark son to death.

At this time, a black whirlpool suddenly appeared on the top of Wanshou mountain, which expanded rapidly. The endless black light belt shot down and turned into a black figure.

Human shadow is not big, but the figure of the great shore, can not be directly seen, as if detached from the world.Under the pressure of the terrible saint, the heaven and earth roared, and all the people under the tree, one by one, were afraid of death. They knelt down one by one.

Here comes the saint.

The dark saint of the dark holy land.

A saint.

One of the two sages buried in the ancient star.

Challenge the saint!

The princes such as dust are finished.

They have no future.

Both Murong Qing and Feng Ruoxue can resist Shengwei, but this time after seeing the real saint come, her beautiful legs still can't help but soften, kneeling on the ground, silent like a cicada.

Saint, it's so much more terrible than the corpse.

Under the eyes of the saints, they all feel like a tiny dust.

As the ancients said, all saints are ants, and they are honest.

Here, the only person who can stand is Jun Chen.

"Grandfather, help

When he saw the visitor, the son of darkness cried out and bowed three times and knocked nine times.

With a big wave of the dark sage's hand, the head and body of the dark Saint were immediately connected together, and the wound was immediately recovered and resurrected with blood.

"Thank you, granddad."

The dark son cried with joy and quickly complained, "grandfather, these three half saints who don't know from there, they don't even pay attention to you."

"You must clean them up."

"Especially those two women, I think their blood and spiritual roots are beyond the holy goods. They are unprecedented. I want to take them back to become Taoist companions and strengthen our dark holy land."

"As for the man, take out his original spirit and suppress him in the dark, so that he can't live or die, and never turn over."

All of a sudden, a terrible look fell on Jun Chen, as if penetrating his original spirit, essence.

In front of the saint, he seemed to have no secret.

But it's just a vision.

Jun Chen has awakened the ancient tree spirit of ginseng fruit tree. With the protection of the tree spirit, the sage can see the limited, at least can't see through his memory and get all his secrets.

Most importantly, he was not afraid of the dark holy land because of the protection of Archaean tree spirits.

Because the other side is just a saint.

"Strange! It's extraordinary that you can still stand

The dark sage whispered, not sad or happy, "what kind of blood are you, son? Why has ben Sheng never seen it before? "

Jun Chen said: "you came just in time. I also have some questions to ask you."

As soon as he said this, his scalp felt numb.

In the face of the oppression of the saints, the powerful men of the holy places were scared. They were afraid of the oppression of the saints and wanted to talk to each other.

It's too scary.

Probably the rate is ignorant and fearless.

"Ask." The voice of the dark sage is still not sad.

Jun Chen said, "there are nine saints in the three realms. Now there are only five saints. Where are the other four

Dark sage light way: "you this child ambition is not small, actually dare to inquire about the holy throne, it seems that you are very sure of becoming a saint."

"Also, with your knowledge, if you have a throne, you will become a saint within ten years."

"So are the two charming and lovely Taoist lovers around you. They all have the hope of becoming a saint within a hundred years."

"But the secret is too big for you to tell you."

"All you need to know is that if you want to be holy, you have to wait a thousand years."

Jun Chen said quietly: "do you know what is Dunyi?"

"Yes."

There are also ten holy places. One is the way of heaven, and the other is the creation of all living beings. There are ten holy places left for all living beings. Finally, there are only nine holy places

"Ben Sheng didn't know what Dunyi was before, but when he saw you, he suddenly realized."

"The way you want to go is to escape and cut the saint, isn't it?"

Jun Chen said faintly: "since I know that I am going to escape the road of killing the son, it should tell me where the remaining four holy places have gone."

"Otherwise, when I have no way to go, I have to step on the road of running away from the holy, you must be my first target."

There was a dead silence.

Is this Terran youth going to kill the dark sage and take the other's throne instead?

Hearing this, everyone thought Jun Chen was crazy.

The dark sage is not sad or happy: "I've got it, five saints, I'm the weakest. Your goal can only be me, which is why Ben Sheng is here today."

"Let's go to the war, and you will follow me back, worship me as a teacher, and become holy again after a thousand years."

"As for the two little girls around you, how about you send me the holy master worship ceremony and the dark holy land?"

Dark son secretly excited, grandfather finally with the princes such as dust important people.

If the two ladies and fairies belonged to him, the other saints could not envy death.Jun Chen was still: "do you want to be a teacher?"

"I have a master. She is the first of the nine days and ten earth. You are not qualified to accept me as a disciple."

"Are you not afraid of death?"

Jun Chen's tone was calm and indifferent: "I don't know if I can leave alive today, but I know that as long as I can escape, you will surely die in my hands in the future."

"You have become a saint, and you have a causal cycle."

"If you're not afraid of my cause and effect, try it."

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