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Chapter 912: Fighting for the Eighth-Level Demonic Core

At this moment, the two ferocious beasts, whose strength is in the second level of the Holy Emperor, are already covered in blood and on the verge of death. Their attacks are becoming increasingly weak.

"If you try harder, it won't be able to hold on much longer. It will die soon." A strong Saint King shouted and at the same time punched the beast's head hard, causing the beast's huge head to shake violently.

A few cracks were made in the skull.

At this moment, an afterimage was seen flashing away. Jian Chen used his Thousand Instant Shadows to arrive at the back of the ferocious beast. The Emperor's Holy Soldier held tightly in his hand exuded a destructive aura and suddenly swung down from behind.

Cut off the hideous and terrifying wound on the beast's neck

"Crack!" The entire head of the ferocious beast was cut off by Jian Chen's sword. A column of blood immediately spurted forward from the body, emitting a dazzling bloody aura.

With a wave of Jian Chen's arm, the Emperor's Holy Soldier stabbed deeply into the beast's head again and took out a demonic core with blood stuck in it. He didn't have time to wipe off the blood stains on it and put it into the space ring.

Without stopping at all, he immediately rushed to the next monster.

After a few breaths, Jian Chen ended the life of the next dying beast, and its magic core also fell into Jian Chen's hands, making Jian Chen feel a little excited. After a while, he

I have harvested three eighth-level magic cores. This is something that is unimaginable in Tianyuan Continent.

"Come and deal with this ferocious beast. The strength of this ferocious beast has reached the sixteen-star stage. We must kill it here. Otherwise, no one will be able to do anything to it after we are separated. It will give us

Bringing disaster." A strong Saint King who was fighting the last ferocious beast issued a cry for help. The strength of this ferocious beast has reached the fifth level of the Holy Emperor. Although more than thirty Saint Kings besieged it, it was still extremely brave.

He single-handedly defeated more than thirty holy kings.

Immediately, hundreds of Saint Kings rushed over and fought with the last ferocious beast, and Jian Chen was not idle, carrying the Emperor's Holy Soldiers to join the siege of the last ferocious beast. This ferocious beast was extremely powerful.

Qiang must take advantage of the crowd at this time to kill it completely. Otherwise, once they disperse, everyone may die under the claws of this ferocious beast.

Under the joint attack of more than a hundred strong men at the ninth level of the Holy King, this ferocious beast that had reached the fifth level of the Holy King finally let out an unwilling cry and fell into a pool of blood. Those who besieged it

More than 30 strong men have been seriously injured by it

The magic core in the head of this ferocious beast became a hot item in the field. Immediately, more than twenty strong Saint Kings rushed towards the head and fought for each other. They directly smashed the huge head into pieces and hid in it.

The magic core in the head received a huge impact and flew up high.

More than twenty powerful Saint Kings soared into the sky at the same time and flew toward the magic core very quickly.

Jian Chen's eyes flashed with divine light, and two rays of light, one purple and one green, appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the magic core, which was fought over by more than twenty holy kings. It immediately changed its direction and flew straight towards him. Finally, it was caught by the sword.

The dust is firmly grasped in the hand

When they saw that the person who took away the magic core was Jian Chen, the king of the turtle clan, more than ten of the twenty holy kings who were fighting for the magic core immediately gave up, but there were still seven people who rushed towards Jian Chen with murderous intent on their faces.

To snatch the eighth-level magic core from his hands

Jian Chen's eyes became sharp in an instant. He held the eighth-level magic core tightly in his left hand and stabbed out seven swords in succession with the emperor's holy weapon in his right hand.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding

Following a series of clashing sounds of steel, the weapons in the hands of the seven Saint Kings and Nine Heavenly Powerhouses collided with the Emperor's Saint Soldiers in Jian Chen's hands. Both sides retreated at the first touch. Only the seven Saint Kings staggered back.

Everyone's expressions changed horribly, and then they looked at Jian Chen with expressions of deep fear and disbelief.

Jian Chen's feet seemed to be rooted on the ground, standing there firmly without moving. It seemed very easy for him to repel seven strong men by himself.

Seeing this scene, the people around him were in an uproar. At this moment, everyone looked at Jian Chen with deep fear. If he offended such a powerful enemy in the Bahuang Temple, which is isolated from the outside world, it would definitely be a very serious matter.

unfortunate thing

Jian Chen stared coldly at the seven powerful Saint Kings, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Let me see how long you can persist."

Puff puff……

As soon as Jian Chen finished speaking, the seven Saint King experts all spat out a mouthful of blood, and their expressions suddenly became sluggish. They had already been injured by the sword energy at the moment they fought.

After all, Jian Chen holding the Emperor's Holy Weapon can already exert a strength comparable to that of the Holy Emperor's Third Heaven. Even a strong man from the Holy Emperor's Third Heaven cannot bear a casual blow.

Everyone around them looked at this scene with their eyes wide open and their hearts were shocked beyond measure.

"Hahahaha, the King of the Turtle Clan is indeed very powerful. Today we have finally seen it." Moji laughed loudly and walked out of the crowd and walked straight to Jian Chen's side. He was full of compliments. Then the other three people who followed Jian Chen's team also followed.

They all came to Jian Chen one after another as if to prove to everyone that they were with the King of the Turtle Clan.

Jian Chen looked at the eighth-level magic core in his hand and said to the seven people opposite him: "Do you still want to compete with me for this magic core?"

"King Turtle is very sorry. We didn't know before that it was you who got this magic core. Please forgive me if I have offended you in any way." An old man among the seven people lowered his voice and apologized to Jian Chen. Chen Ken had a full face.

Hearing this, Jian Chen frowned slightly and said with a hint of displeasure on his face: "I don't like others calling me Turtle King. My name is Jian Chen."

"It's the Turtle King." The old man didn't dare to say respectfully. Although he and Jian Chen are in the same realm, the other party is a king of the clan. Sooner or later, he will become a temple elder and even become an emperor. Not to mention, he doesn't dare to offend even if

None of their tribe dares to offend easily

It’s just that the old man didn’t seem to notice that he made a slip of the tongue and called Jian Chen Turtle King again.

Jian Chen sighed softly in his heart. He was really too lazy to argue with the old man on this small issue. After taking back the eighth-level magic core in his hand into the space ring, he came to Nubis to protect Nubis who was recovering from his injuries.

All the ferocious beasts were killed, and the tacit understanding reached among the people was broken without warning. They dispersed with vigilant faces and carefully guarded the people here.

Everyone knows in their hearts that there are only so many treasures in the Bahuang Temple. The smaller the number of people, the greater the chance of obtaining the treasure. Therefore, a battle may break out here at any time, because almost everyone here wants everyone except themselves.

Everyone dies, so that he can obtain the inheritance of the Eight Desolate Emperors and the many treasures in the temple without any worries.

After a while, people gathered in various places and left in groups from more than a dozen passages. The number of people in the hall was getting smaller and smaller. In less than a stick of incense, the entire hall was gone.

Only the seven people from Jian Chen are still staying here, smelling the rich greasy smell of blood floating in the air.

"Jian Chen, let's go too." Nubis stood up from the ground. The injuries in his body have been fully recovered under the healing of the sixth-level light divine elixir. Although it has not been cured yet, the impact is not big.

Jian Chen looked at the sixteen passages and randomly chose one to leave, while Moji and the others followed closely behind Jian Chen and the others.

The Bahuang Temple was like a maze, with passages extending in all directions and almost everywhere. When Jian Chen and the others reached the end of the passage, they unexpectedly encountered several forked roads leading to unknown directions. These forked roads were like branches.

Like a branch, many small branches grow out, and then more branches grow from the small branches. The number is not very small, and it is easy to get lost.

At this moment, a huge beast roar came from the front. A three-meter-tall seventh-level ferocious beast appeared in front of Jian Chen and the others. A pair of scarlet eyes stared at Jian Chen and the others, and then stepped away.

Running towards them with four hooves

Jian Chen's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this seventh-level ferocious beast, as if in his eyes this ferocious beast was not a powerful opponent at all, but rather precious seventh-level magic cores.

"Leave it to me to deal with." Moji was about to kill this ferocious beast. Jian Chen had already rushed over with the Emperor's Holy Weapon and cut off the head of this seventh-level ferocious beast with just one sword strike.

and took away the magic core

After accepting the magic core, Jian Chen and the others ignored the beast's body and continued to move forward.

Jian Chen and the others wandered aimlessly through the maze, encountering ferocious beasts from time to time. However, the strength of these ferocious beasts were all around the seventh level, and there were even six-level ones that not only did not pose the slightest threat to Jian Chen and the others, but instead

Jian Chen gained a great harvest and hunted a lot of magic cores.

Just when they passed through a passage, their vision suddenly opened up and they saw that they had arrived in a very wide hall.

Jian Chen glanced around and his face suddenly became gloomy. He had already recognized that this hall was the same hall where they had just entered the Bahuang Temple. They circled around here and came back again. It was just that there were mountains of piles in the hall.

The corpse of the beast has disappeared

Jian Chen and the others are not the first people to return here. At this moment, there are already more than forty people scattered in the main hall, talking and sometimes drawing on the ground, all analyzing the route of this maze.

"Oops, we actually walked back again." Nubis's face also looked very ugly.

At this time, Jian Chen's eyes were fixed on the center of the hall, where he vaguely saw a formation pattern carved on the ground.

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