At this time, Qin Chen was seen holding the Divine Phoenix Fairy in one hand, and he easily took the sword-biting stele with one hand. The extremely heavy sword-biting stele was easily held by Qin Chen, and the withered old man's
The stick pierced his body, but he didn't even frown.
"Are you made of Kuzhang Tofu? Why don't you have any strength?"
Qin Chen turned around, glanced at the old man, and said with a smile.
The Kusou Weng, who was originally ecstatic, was suddenly frightened out of his wits by Qin Chen. At this moment, he realized that his Kusou had not pierced Qin Chen's body at all. When he was not even close to Qin Chen's body, he was actually hit by an invisible force.
The force blocked it, and it was impossible to advance even an inch.
How is that possible?
At this moment, Kusou finally experienced the terror that only Mo Lao could experience before.
On the other side, Mr. Mo was stunned and stunned. He tried his best to strike with the Sword-Eating Monument, but was still blocked by Qin Chen.
This is the fame that the Dark Ancestor and the others once used, a treasure weapon that he can activate only by burning himself?
How could he be caught so easily by the other party?
"Well, this treasure is quite interesting."
Qin Chen held the Sword-Eating Monument in one hand and said with a chuckle.
But no one could see the coldness deep in Qin Chen's eyes, because Qin Chen could feel the blood of the human race and the remnants of countless suppressed human races from this sword-eating stele.
This sword-eating stele is indeed a dark treasure belonging to a strong person from the ancient dark clan. The other party used this dark treasure to kill many masters of the human race, so that after hundreds of millions of years, the thoughts of the strong men of the human race are still there.
It persists and even turns into resentment.
This made Qin Chen's heart become cold and he looked at Kusou Weng coldly.
At this moment, Kusou Weng felt as if he was being stared at by a giant beast from the wild, and he felt endless panic from the depths of his soul.
"Damn it!"
Kusou Weng was frightened in his heart. He was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run away.
"Want to leave?"
Qin Chen sneered. At this moment, Qin Chen's right hand that was holding the Sword-Eating Monument suddenly moved. With a buzzing sound, he forcefully snatched away Mr. Mo's Sword-Eating Monument. It was as if he was picking up a door panel, and he fiercely
The ground twitched toward the withered old man who was trying to escape.
With a "bang", Kusou Weng was hit hard by the huge sword-eating monument like a fly. The ground was dyed red with blood, and Kusou Weng's whole body was hit to the ground.
"Sword-Eating Monument, Return!"
Mo Lao screamed in shock and anger, constantly burning himself, activating the dark aura, trying to recall his sword-eating monument.
However, the Sword-Eating Monument in Qin Chen's hand only trembled for a moment. Then, a special aura surged out from Qin Chen's body, and with a bang, the connection between Mr. Mo and the Sword-Eating Monument was torn apart.
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"impossible!"
Mr. Mo was so frightened that his soul flew away. The Sword-Eating Monument was his treasured weapon. He had refined it with his blood essence and nourished it with his life. It was impossible for outsiders to take it away. Otherwise, he would not have been able to do it with his current status.
Cultivation has activated the Sword-Eating Monument.
But now, his sword-eating tablet was taken away by the other party in one fell swoop. Could it be that the cultivation level of the person in front of him was several levels more terrifying than his?
How is this possible?
"Is this your trump card?
I’m so disappointed.”
Qin Chenfeng glanced at Mr. Mo lightly, seeming to be very disappointed with Mr. Mo's attack.
"Now that your trump cards are out, it's my turn to take action."
Qin Chen chuckled and looked indifferent, then saw him lift the sword-biting monument in his hand and slap Mr. Mo hard.
Boom! Qin Chen just slapped the sword casually, but when the Sword-Eating Monument was smashed out, the heaven and earth shook, and the avenues roared. Countless Taoisms rushed up on the Tongtian Peak, and the breath seemed to destroy the entire Dark Ancestral Land.
They all exploded, it was too much.
At this moment, in the Dark Ancestral Land, terrifying laws surged and enveloped Tongtian Peak. This was the self-protection ability of the Dark Ancestral Land, which did not allow anyone to destroy the environment here.
However, the power in this sword-eating monument is still extremely terrifying.
When a monument hit, Mr. Mo felt the power of the earth shattering. The power of this Sword-Eating Monument could definitely collapse the earth. It was many times stronger than the power that exploded from his burning life when the Sword-Eating Monument was in his hands.
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Qin Chen slapped the Sword-Eating Monument, just like billions of dark stars suppressing the Demon God of Death, which frightened Mr. Mo so much that he flew out of his wits.
Mr. Mo roared wildly, and countless weapons suddenly appeared in his body. These weapons were available at all levels and were his last treasures.
In the face of life and death, he didn't care so much anymore, and sacrificed all his treasures in one go, trying to resist Qin Chen's attack and protect himself.
A loud "bang" was heard, and the dark stars above the nine heavens swayed. Under this blow, even the heavens seemed to be shaken. With the blow of the Sword-Eating Monument, all of Mo Lao's belongings were shattered.
The treasure, the sword-biting monument with such terrifying power, destroyed everything. Even if Mr. Mo activated all his treasures, he could not block a single blow.
With a bang, Mr. Mo's whole body was blown away. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground.
His face turned pale. Under this blow, if there were not so many treasures protecting him, he would have been turned into blood mist.
At this moment, Mr. Mo was out of his wits and terrified. He knew that he had offended a master. He didn't dare to think too much, so he turned around and ran away, trying to escape far away from here.
Just as Mo Lao escaped, Qin Chen raised his right hand instantly. Mo Lao felt the void in front of him suddenly solidify. With a bang, he hit the void hard. He was instantly dizzy and fell heavily to the ground again.
"You want to leave, have you asked me?"
Qin Chen said calmly: "Didn't you want to kill me just now?
Where has your prestige gone?"
Qin Chen said slowly, but his voice was cold, as if death was coming."
Mr. Mo's face turned pale and he shouted urgently: "Friend, listen to me..." However, Qin Chen didn't bother to listen to him at all, and directly took the picture of the huge sword-eating monument in his hand again.
It turned into a stream of light and fell hard.
Mr. Mo's face turned pale, and he turned around and ran away. He did not hesitate to burn his own life to escape faster, but no matter how fast he was, he could not catch up with Qin Chen's attack.
"Your Highness, save me..." Mr. Mo shouted in horror at Prince Qilin in the distance.
There was a "pop", but he only said half of his words when the Sword-Eating Monument slapped him hard on his body.
Mr. Mo's fate was even worse than that of the withered old man. Such a terrifying sword-biting tablet hit him firmly, turning him into a blood mist without even leaving his bones.