"Qi!" Chen Xinghe pointed his sword at Mo Lan.

This disciple of Wanmo Sect is very depressed.

He had just split his body, left the dross and magic fire in his original body, and tried to use this method to block the flying sword and refine the flying sword. Unexpectedly, Chen Xinghe had come close to him.

The damn flying sword instantly penetrated from the split body into its true body and spread again.

"Don't be arrogant!" Mo Lan was so angry that he tried his best to fight Chen Xinghe to measure the opponent's strength so that he could know himself and his opponent. In this way, as a disciple of the Wanmo Sect, he could defeat Qiankun and fight to the death.

But now it seems that he is a little bit trapped, and Chen Xinghe's sword path seems to be enlightened and out of control.

"Union!" The two demon bodies merged into one, and the demon Lan roared: "Everything and earth are all returned."

The demonic flame suddenly flashed, forming a dazzling aura with him as the center.

After that, half of Mo Lan's body exploded, and the connection between Chen Xinghe and the flying sword suddenly broke.

A bald figure stood up on the spot, looking a little thin, all over his body covered with purple magic spots, and suddenly grinned, "I want to thank you for making me be determined to give up so many. This is fine, I have become more pure."

Chen Xinghe raised his hand and grabbed it gently. The sword energy scattered at the explosion site quickly gathered and turned into twenty-seven flying swords again. Their shape and spirit were obviously weaker than one level, indicating that they consumed a lot.

Suddenly, a large amount of spiritual energy rushed in, and the flying sword recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. By the time of reorganization, there was no sign of weakness.

"Hiss..." Mo Lan took a step back and asked tentatively: "Dragon Vein?"

"Good eyesight." Chen Xinghe looked back and saw fierce battles in Huabiao. Are they the other disciples of the Wanmo Sect? The offensive was very fierce.

"Ahem, you actually got a dragon vein. Legend has it that every person who is recognized by the dragon vein is a son of luck. As long as you kill you, I, Mo Lan, will definitely reach the sky in one step."

"Qi!" The flying sword penetrated into Mo Lan's body again, but Chen Xinghe's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly took action to grab it.

"Don't think about it!" Mo Lan roared, his whole body became extremely strange, and he muttered like a demonic obstacle in his mouth: "Empty and nothing, nothing is empty!"

The connection between Chen Xinghe and the flying sword broke instantly, and he said with a serious expression: "You have indeed given up a lot. You have actually cultivated into the void demon body based on the extraordinary magic of Wanhua in such a short period of time. You are really a difficult opponent."

"It seems that Qingtian Sect has not been useless in recent years. It is quite detailed in intelligence collection, so that you can understand our Wanmo Sect."

"Hahaha, I want to kill me? You almost got angry." Mo Lan soared into the air, and the demon cloud under her feet turned into a flying sword.

Not only did he block Chen Xinghe's flying sword, but he also forced it with his huge magic power. The flying sword no longer recognized his master and had no response.

Chen Xinghe felt extremely difficult. This Mo Lan was also a good player when encountering strong people. No matter how unfavorable the situation was, he could find ways to reverse it.

The two are essentially consistent, and some are similar.

"Dangdangdangdang..." After a round of crazy killing, monster corpses were everywhere, and the ground was covered with crisscrossing sword marks.

Mo Lan looked at the twenty-seven flying swords scattered around Chen Xinghe, and couldn't help but gritted her teeth, thinking that how many ingots did this bastard seal into the dragon vein? The spiritual energy was endless, and the speed of magic power recovery was extremely terrifying. With such reliance, Chen Xinghe seemed to be invincible. The dragon vein was well-known, but this kind of reputation was unfair to the enemy, which made him uncomfortable.

"Come again!" Mo Lan exploded again, and the murderous intent of the devil continued to rise, layers of empty and silent sword energy surrounding Chen Xinghe.

The two of them are also very similar in the sword realm. A sword of Xiu Jikong attacks from the outside and exudes murderous intent in the dark. Once a sword comes out, thousands of swords arrive at the same time.

A sword of extreme speed pierced into the enemy's body and launched an attack, and the gods and gods eluded themselves without ignoring the defense. If Mo Lan had not made a major choice and moved towards the demon body in the void, even a hundred lives would not be enough for Chen Xinghe to kill.

One demon, one path, one outside, one inside, one empty, one at a time, is completely opposite, and is quite similar in nature.

After the collision again, the two retreated rapidly in the air, looking at each other six or seven hundred feet away, thinking about whether to use the harsh moves in the box next time.

Chen Xinghe is preparing to use the clock of the All Worlds. If the bell rings can be exchanged for the other party’s life, it will be worth it!

Mo Lan is preparing to use the spiritual treasure of the Haoran family to enhance the Sword of Void and Silence thirty-six times at the cost of burning all the spiritual rhymes.

Who would have thought that at this moment, a huge magic hand suddenly appeared, grabbed Chen Xinghe and rumbling into the ground.

"Who?" Mo Lan was furious and actually had a fellow man coming to pick peaches. It was outrageous! At the same time, he was very vigilant.

The other party can come to the vicinity quietly and avoid Chen Xinghe's soul sensing, and he is definitely not an unknown person in the Wanmo Sect.

"Junior brother! Give this prey to me, senior brother, go and kill other cultivators of Qingtian Sect!"

"You?" Mo Lan was about to get angry, but suddenly he stopped and fled quickly, just like he was hiding from the plague.

He wanted to kill Chen Xinghe to prove his truth, but he couldn't defeat him for a long time and attracted the attention of the powerful figures.

Because the Demon World is close to Chihuangtian, the number of disciples of this Wanmo Sect has increased sharply. Mo Lan believes that he is not bad. He can rank at least in the top ten among so many demon cultivators, but he is still far behind those above! He feels hopeless to catch up.

Such as the vanity and silence of the demon body, this is something that people have played with for a long time, but now they have reached a specific level, and they know nothing about it.

There is an iron rule in the Wanmo Sect, that is, when you see the most fierce people, you must hide. If you hesitate, you don’t have to leave and you will definitely die.

So he didn't even look back and lost interest in Chen Xinghe, knowing that he would never have the chance to take the other person's life again.

"Boom..." The sword shadow turned and rushed out of the ground.

Chen Xinghe stood in the air panting. Just now, he fell into the demon hands and experienced the Three Thousand Demon Realm, and all kinds of demons were even more confused.

If it weren't for the extreme speed of killing swords that were outrageous, they would probably have been completely blocked by the Three Thousand Demon Realms.

According to information from Qingtian Sect throughout history, the Demon World in the palm has only appeared once in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

Back then, the cultivator of Qingtian Sect who escaped from the Three Thousand Demon Realms had only time to leave a trace of residual thought and turned into ashes, so that the sect would not know nothing about such means.

It is precisely because of the protection of his predecessors that Chen Xinghe would know that it was not good when he fell into the clutches of the demons. If he could not break through in time, the three thousand demon worlds would stabilize according to the evolution of the enemy, and the difficulty of breaking through would increase ten times a hundred times.

So he tried his best to draw his sword, fortunately he was fast, otherwise he would have to be sealed inside.

"Huh? It's such a good prey. You are the strongest cultivator of the Qingtian Sect, right? Unfortunately, you encountered an unprecedented heyday in this sect. Let me introduce myself, I am the Demon Guarantee of the Wanmo Sect."
Chapter completed!