Han Fei suddenly sneered, "But so what, this time our three sects are out in force. The total number of elite disciples under our sect is thousands, and you are the only one from the Heavenly Demon Sect who can fight."
As soon as he finished speaking, a roar suddenly erupted in the square, and a huge white spiritual beast was seen, with flames all over its body, and its fangs immediately tore the two Dragon God Sect disciples into pieces.
This spiritual beast Xiaobai, who has the blood of the Mastiff King, is several times bigger than it was more than ten years ago, and its strength is also much stronger. It is estimated that it can fight against the practitioners of the Return to the Void Realm without losing.
Qin Chuan said indifferently: "That's right. I used my secret method to come from the Heavenly Demon Sect and couldn't bring the disciples of the sect. But if you think that you can destroy me if the three sects encircle you, you are totally wrong."
The masters of these three sects have no idea how powerful Guishen Realm is, because they have never fought against an expert of this level, but relying on the strength of their numbers, they still have some confidence, so they don’t believe that he is a Qin
Chuan can cover the sky with one hand and kill the three sects here.
"Rong Xian, just take good care of him and leave the rest to my father." Qin Chuan proudly faced the heads of the three sects with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
Qin Rongxian nodded slightly and helped Yuan Futu take a few steps back.
"Eight Heavenly Dragons!"
Han Fei intended to seize the opportunity. The golden dragon entrenched in the sky swung down after a roar. The dragon's head suddenly became clear. All the details were revealed, and the scales were like pure gold.
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Those two sapphire blue eyes carried the meaning of ancient silence, and suddenly a blazing pillar of fire erupted from their mouths, with a diameter of a hundred feet. If it fell on this square, I am afraid that it would be reduced to ashes in a matter of seconds.
A burning purgatory.
"turn around!"
With a loud sound, Qin Chuan's figure disappeared. When everyone looked up, they found that the white clothed man was already facing the wind.
Facing the huge stream of fire, Qin Chuan did not move at all, and kept rising steadily. Until the pillar of fire came close, he whispered: "Devil Bones!"
Reincarnation is the third level of the demon's disintegration process, and the demon bone is already the sixth level, inheriting the physical secrets of the ancient ancestral witches.
The pillar of fire exploded out of thin air, splitting into thick streams of fire that flowed everywhere, like extremely gorgeous fireworks.
Qin Chuan did not dodge, because under the demon bone, this weak attack could not have any impact. In an instant, he was in front of the dragon head, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in golden light.
The Eight Heavenly Dragons stared at this extremely small human being, with a trace of fear in their sapphire blue eyes, and a low roar came from their mouths.
Qin Chuan swung a fist casually, and the strong demonic energy rolled away. The dragon head seemed to have been attacked by an extremely powerful attack. It shook with a bang, and the scales all over his body peeled off inch by inch. When it fell into the void, it exploded into a ball of sky fire.
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With another punch, all the horns on the dragon's head were broken off!
With another punch, all the dragon's teeth in his mouth were shattered into powder, and they were swallowed into his stomach.
Qin Chuan's figure swept over, came to the top of the dragon's head, and suddenly kicked the Eight Heavenly Dragons on the forehead.
Bang!
The huge golden dragon's body, which had been winding for who knows how many miles, suddenly sank, and the fire essence inside began to decompose and disintegrate, dissipating like a river of sand.
The method of slaying dragons by Qin Chuan, the leader of the Demon Sect, was simple and violent, but it deeply shocked the leaders of the three sects.
"Now that things have come to this, I have no choice but to risk my life!" Han Fei said hoarsely with an extremely ugly face as his Dharma appearance was broken.
Baili Ximie and Feng Chenzi looked at each other, knowing that the situation was decided and there was no way out, so they simply fought with their lives.
Feng Chenzi raised the sword made of jasper and shouted: "The Art of Beiming Wind God"!
In an instant, hundreds of green sword blades appeared in the void, flying up into the air like a gust of wind and rain, heading towards Qin Chuan to kill him.
Qin Chuan stretched out his index finger and moved it slowly in the void, just like fingernails scratching on the door panel, making a harsh sound, and infinite demonic energy burst out from the fingertip.
Reaching the state of returning to the gods means that the golden elixir and all dharma phenomena are disillusioned. We regard the heaven and earth as a furnace and turn all things into true essence.
Qin Chuan set foot in the God-Returning Realm a long time ago, and what he derived was not true energy, but an infinite amount of demonic energy, like a black cloud hanging in the sky with the color of sinking ink.
Those green sword blades flew into the black clouds, and were immediately invaded by the refining and decaying meaning inside, losing all their power.
With a turn, Qin Chuan appeared in front of Feng Chenzi, and punched the sword edge. The spiritual treasure shattered with a bang, and the power of the punch penetrated, and a blurry ball exploded in his chest.
Flesh and blood, the entire chest was dented, and as the body exploded back dozens of feet, blood spurted out of the mouth.
""Nine Nether Battle Emperor Techniques"!"
Baili Ximie's fist was covered with three complicated magic lines, each with the effect of magic energy blessing. The three superimposed together were his limit, which could increase the power by geometric multiples, making this
A punch seems even more earth-shattering.
"The technique is good, but you are too weak."
What Qin Chuan praised was this fifth-level classic, but what he despised was Baili Xianni's own strength. When the fist struck in front of him, a blazing light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and a monstrous amount of demonic energy burst out.
The void suddenly appeared, and then formed an inclined whirlpool in front of him, with a radius of ten feet.
Baili Ximie's fist fell into the whirlpool, and he suddenly felt an incredible force twisting and crushing him. The three magic lines burst immediately, and the shocking power of the fist was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no sound again.
"How is that possible!" Baili Ximie's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted in horror.
Qin Chuan said indifferently: "You dare to say that you are a demon cultivator without even understanding the demonic energy. It is an embarrassment to my demon clan!"
There are many demon cultivators in the world. Apart from casual cultivators, the only sects established are the Tianmo Sect and the Nine Nether Sect. The Tian Mo Sect is regarded as the first among millions of demon cultivators, while the Nine Nether Sect is much weaker and barely ranks among the three sects. However,
The ancestors of the two sects have a great connection.
It is rumored that the powerful demon cultivator who founded the Nine Nether Sect was a disciple who defected from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the "Jiu Nether Fighting Emperor Technique" was also stolen.
""The Art of Burning the City with Flowing Fire"!"
The pale bone blade cut off the head. Han Fei's knife was no small matter. It was like the wings of an immortal fire phoenix, burning everything. There were several charred black knife marks on the ground that were several feet wide.