Chapter 182

"What a powerful battle curtain. I'm afraid only those figures at the leading level can break it. Who is it that envelops this sect?" Far away, the passing friars saw the curtain of the earth and the sky released by the mud and dust. They stopped and looked around.

"This evil spirit, take it, is that the man? Is that the sorcerer

"Here, isn't that qingjuezong? It's him. He's a rebel of this sect. He's always afraid of being chased down. He's... "

"It seems that he is coming back to settle accounts. This is the array he has set up. It can't be wrong. It is said that this man has already made great achievements in the formation of his martial arts. "

"Yes, he used the screen to circle the battlefield. It seems that he was trying to prevent those people from escaping here. Is he going to slaughter the clan? " Speaking of this, those monks who came to watch were shocked. Tu Zong, this is a terrible word, but also a terrible thing.

Originally, these friars were the people who had been watching Nie Chen rescue Zifeng near qingjuezong. They were not far away from the qingjuezong sect. Many of them followed the weak feeling of Nie Chen's breath. In addition, Nie Chen released the wave of the big screen, and suddenly the friars from all directions and scattered came to this place one after another.

"He is going to take revenge. What kind of hatred will make him want to kill the whole sect? Can he do it?"

"The late Linghai period? Yesterday, when he rescued the victim, he was only in the middle of the spiritual sea. Such a breakthrough speed has exceeded the common sense. "

"Although his cultivation is in the later stage of Linghai, his whole body's prestige is far beyond the realm of the latter stage of Linghai. Is this the terrible combat power possessed by the monks of Xianwu double cultivation?"

"However, the night old ghost and the cold messenger have already surpassed the cultivation of the spirit sea. It seems that another good play is going to happen."

"It's a cruel way. You see, those dense snakes, those young children who were cruelly dismembered..." People follow this man's eyes, intuitive scalp numbness, around those miserable death repair, facial convulsion.

In fact, Nie Chen's snake array was made by using the way of blood stone and the countless killing spirits separated by the remnant soul. After the array was opened, the wandering snakes would not only devour the monks' flesh and blood, but also their souls.

"Come on, let me see, how good are you, demon monk?" On that day, the cold emissary had a thin face and a sharp chin. He looked very bloodthirsty. At this moment, his whole body was surrounded by thick black mist, and his eyes turned red.

Although his evil Qi was not as stable as Nie Chen, his cultivation was far above Nie Chen. The heart of his right hand's palm seemed to be lifted up in the twist of his face. The sound of skin breaking came out, and a pure white bone, like a bone spear, was stretched out, which was four feet long.

On the left arm, the bone on the elbow was lifted up and the flesh and blood was cut. A bone knife grew from the back of his elbow and turned into a two ulnar bone knife.

Behind the scenes of blood, there was a bloody stab in the face of the man.

The corner of his mouth seemed to crack, and his sharp head flattened. His mouth became longer, wider and bigger, and his broad mouth tusks were ferocious. In this moment, the cold messenger turned into a monster full of bone thorns.

"Ah Nie Chen, who was in the demonized state, breathed deeply and breathed evil Qi. After seeing this scene, his scarlet eyes were more bright. It seemed that he was also surprised by the change of the cold messenger.

"It's really a terrible skill. I've been sucking the blood of my descendants to such a level." Qingye's eyes trembled, looking at the ferocious and terrible figure of the emissary, and thought in his heart: "so, even if I'm not hurt, I'm not his opponent. "

when he looked at Nie Chen at night, he felt a little relaxed. He knew how powerful the cold messenger was under such a state. What he had been worried about was that he had never made it.

It was precisely because Qingye saw the strength and potential of this man that he decided to join hands with him to eradicate the Ziyang lineage, and let himself sit on the throne of the patriarch. After he became the leader, all the descendants of Ziyang would be absorbed by this emissary to help him practice and break through as soon as possible, and then Tianhan sect would achieve a place.

When the emissary came to the top in tianhanzong, it was also the time to repay him for Qingye. The Qing Jue sect should be included as a major branch of Tianhan sect, and commanding the party was the reward that Qingye should get.

However, after a long time, all the people of Ziyang had been sucked up by this man. At last, they had to recruit disciples to hide their eyes and provide them with blood and evil spirit for cultivation. Until today, this cold messenger has made a breakthrough.

"Choking!" The sound of a sword reverberates in the void. On the top of the night, a fairy sword appears everywhere. Suddenly, it is the qingluan sword belonging to Qinglian. A sharp song of Luan birds faintly rings.

At the moment of the appearance of qingluan sword, the evil Qi of Nie Chen's whole body trembled slightly. It seemed that he had met the enemy he had been born with. The Green Qi of the qingluan sword was moving and shaking. He even automatically killed Nie Chen, who was pure and evil."The emissary of tianhanzong, what kind of skill does he practice, which is so terrible?"

"It has completely lost the appearance of human beings, but it is very powerful, without the fluctuation of breath, like a sword hidden in the dark."

"In my opinion, this cold emissary does not attack with skill, but cultivates his body and skeleton with that kind of skill, and fights with flesh body."

"Well, I didn't expect that Qinglian would respect her master so much. He even left such a treasure as qingluan sword as a great weapon to protect his master. "

"Qingluan sword is the fifth level magic weapon of the universe level. Nothing can destroy this sword except the appearance of the Tianji magic weapon However, it seems that the dark red sword in the hands of the demon monk is not under the qingluan sword. At least, its hardness is not bad. "

"Yes, qingluan sword is a sword for subduing demons. It can evolve with the increase of killing demons This is the strength that the other celestial magic weapons do not have. "

"In this world, there is no other magic weapon to destroy this sword, except for the weapon of destroying the level of Huangdao However, the power of a good sword depends on the strength of the person using it. How many levels can the power of qingluan sword be exerted in this clear night? Qinglian has been able to summon qingluan's sword spirit. "

"I'm more interested in the dark red sword of the demon Xiu. We'll wait and see."

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Where disputes exist, there are always those who watch the disputes and have all kinds of speculations and discussions. More and more people have gathered to hear the news.

Nie Chen has become the focus of the world's cultivation. He forcibly rescued his companions from the decline, and killed thousands of Xiandao practitioners and aristocratic families' children in the stone forest in the sky. Even some powerful people, second only to a hero, have fallen into his array.

At the moment, this focus once again made a move that must shock the world. He wanted to kill a sect. Although the matter is not over, it may not be possible to succeed, but this killing intention and the evil way style really shocked everyone's heart.

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"The rise of this young supremacy is one that he killed step by step. There is a big difference between the rise of this young supreme and those who were cultivated by a family."

"That said, those children of great forces have unparalleled cultivation methods, Taoist skills and magic weapons. Although he is a strong man, he is only a savage monk. Although he is a god of killing, he can not necessarily fight against those supreme masters."

"It is also true that there is no absolute fair and lasting battle, and it is impossible to measure their respective strengths. Although he had a war with Qinglian, he could not determine which is stronger or weaker."

"So, do we want this man to kill this sect and see him fight against those young masters?" After getting the news, the monks who rushed to qingjuezong had a lot of discussion, but when it came to this, everyone was silent.

To kill a sect, this is absolutely an extremely tragic evil way, which is hard to accept. However, as a new young and strong person, they do not want Nie Chen to be defeated and killed.

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The friars around him gathered more and more in a twinkling. Within the curtain of the battle, a wonderful battle expected by the people watching the battle had begun.

"Clear night, be careful, you may lose your life!" Looking at Nie Chen, the ferocious emissary of the cold weather spoke in a sharp voice and warned the night, "I'm going to go up!"

"Ah Nie Chen breathed in his magic Qi, and the five foot sword, which was carried upside down in his hand, stretched across his chest. His whole body armor looked like it was made of dark metal. When Nie Chen lifted his hand, he made a clanging sound of metal impact.

"Xiao..." On that day, the cold emissary, like a wild animal, actually crawled in the air, just like crawling on the ground. His left hand and feet seemed to press the ground tightly. His right hand bone spear, flashing a pale cold light, pointed to Nie Chen.

Bang!

The sound of the air explosion came, and its ferocious whole figure disappeared in a flash at the side of the clear night. All around the night, the air was disordered and a little hurricane rose out of thin air.

"What a powerful physical force, not a flight to attack, but completely stepped on the air, with super explosive force and speed, compressed the air even harder than the ground, in exchange for a strong rebound, so as to obtain such a terrible speed." In the heart of Qingye, the idea flashed by, and the shock on his face showed no doubt.

In addition to his shock, he was relaxed and a trace of joy. The stronger the cold messenger was, the more hope he would survive today. The more chance he would have to kill Nie Chen, a disease in his heart, would be greater. Besides, he still had qingluan sword left by incorruptibility, which made him feel a bit more confident in killing Nie dust.