Yuan Chen frowned and stretched out his mental power, only to be blocked by the villa.
"This formation is a bit exquisite." Yuan Chen had to sigh at the shrewdness of this formation.
But when the formation came into contact with his mental power, it suddenly changed and turned into a cage, seeming to lock him completely.
"What the hell! Are you doing it again?"
Yuan Chen turned over and stood up. His figure immediately disappeared, and he wanted to run away.
Yuan Chen's figure disappeared instantly, but the next moment, his figure reappeared.
"Damn it, the time reversal sealing technique, the space distortion and disruption technique, the anti-intrusion spirit technique, the lawless era technique, the life level restriction technique, the formation traceless stripping technique... This is what bastard set up, this is to block me
ah!"
Yuan Chen's black hair was dancing wildly, and his whole aura became extremely manic. At this moment, his life was at stake, how could Yuan Chen control his emotions.
When he first came to this world, Yuan Chen was restless for a period of time, so Yuan Chen hid in the Red Flame Coffin.
But just after Yuan Chen got into the red flame coffin, a strange energy rushed into the coffin and penetrated directly into Yuan Chen's body and soul.
It's just that that strange energy has never been able to completely penetrate into Yuan Chen's body because of the existence of a heart.
It was a psychic heart that once came from behind the wooden door of the cursed ancient city.
This heart has protected Yuan Chen from many invasions of inner demons.
But every time Yuan Chen gets angry, there will be a crack on the heart. At this time, the heart is already scarred.
This anger was so powerful that it shattered my heart.
Yuan Chen's eyes instantly turned red, as if filled with blood.
The young man could no longer maintain his appearance as Wang Xiaoyu and returned to the appearance of the Lord of Hell.
At this time, Lan Lingyu's eyes began to turn red.
The black hair turned into blood-stained red hair. If you look closely, you will definitely find that every hair is crystal clear, like red blood amber.
It's like the original black hair was a cover-up, and the current red hair is the true face.
If you look more carefully and look at Yuan Chen's hair one by one, you will find that Yuan Chen's hair is different from Dui's.
Dumb's red hair is red hair, it is the color that the red-haired ten thousand year old zombie should have originally, but Yuan Chen's hair is different!
The amber red color of the source dust is like a shell, but if you observe it with an ultra-nano electron microscope, you will find that...the red color is definitely not the hair color, but the bloody amber symbols.
The villa formation and the blood symbols complement each other, forming a strange balance.
"roar!"
Yuan Chen roared, his soul was even more unbearable at this moment, and he had completely turned into a bloody monster.
There seemed to be hundreds of millions of Buddhas and demons chanting bloody mantras in his ears, making Yuan Chen's consciousness blurred and on the verge of collapse.
At the same time, he seemed to hear some broken sound, as if something ran out from the depths of his memory.
"roar!"
In the end, Yuan Chen didn't see clearly what it was. He just felt a sense of relief that he had never felt before, as if he had been suppressing something and now that thing finally escaped.
In other words, I, who had always been suppressed, am now finally out of trouble.
"Ho! Immortal Lord, sealing me in a mortal body is your biggest mistake!"
"No, no, how could this happen? How could I become a weak human being? Where did my majestic soul go?!"
"You'd be dead a long time ago!"
A faint voice came from the empty villa array.
"Immortal Lord! It's you, what did you do to me?" Yuan Chen's soul roared. He wanted to use his power, but found that the formation controlled him tightly. His whole body was as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't even lift him.
Even my fingers can't do it.
Although the soul can move, it cannot leave the body, and the soul is suppressed to death.
"Devil, you are already dead!"
The voice suddenly felt a little sad, as if there was endless loneliness and loneliness.
"Death? I am a demon, so how can I die?"
Yuan Chen was obviously a little panicked. He seemed to vaguely remember something, and it was a flashing scene.
"Not just you, the entire divine realm was destroyed by my sword. Have you forgotten?"
"Have you forgotten?"
"Did you forget?"
Soul Source Chen knelt on the ground holding his ears, looking up to the sky and roaring: "No, you must be lying to me. There are nine thousand demon gods in the gods' domain, and there are trillions of demon cubs in the demon cave, how can they be wiped out?"
"This Immortal Master never lies."
As if it was the last straw that broke the camel's back, the roar of the soul source dust became lower and lower, and finally disappeared.
But there was a sneer on the corner of Yuan Chen's mouth. He stood up slowly, patted the unnecessary dust, and said with a smile: "Immortal Lord, that silly fool can be deceived by you, but I can't."
"Without soul and body, my current state is probably just a memory. Back then, when the divine realm was extinct, we had no chance of winning against you. Now, I have no scruples. You seem to care about this kid very much. Then I
Just decompose your own soul and let the true spirit return to the universe..."
"Wanqing is still alive."
"What!?" Originally, the source of the soul began to decompose itself. This was an internal disintegration, and even the formation could not do anything.
After all, every demon god has his or her own special skills. If that demon god's special skill is to commit suicide, not even the Immortal Lord can save it.
But after hearing the news that Wanqing was still alive, Yuan Chen's original calmness suddenly stopped and turned into a rage.
"Immortal Lord, you are lying to me. Do you think I will believe it? Back then, I watched the Demon Realm be destroyed before my eyes. Haha, you just want to lie to me. Do you think I will be fooled?"
"She is pregnant with your child."
"What!? I have a baby?"
Yuan Chen cried and laughed, obviously very emotional, but he still asked a little worriedly: "Immortal Lord, are you sure you are not lying to me?"
"This Immortal Master never lies."
"I want to see my child now, otherwise I still won't believe it."
"He lives in the fairy world and you can't go there."
"You imprisoned him!?"
Yuan Chen became angry again, and his soul was shaking with anger.
"I'm not that miserable."
That voice always sounded nonchalant.
"Immortal Lord, I will die without regrets if I can be your opponent." Yuan Chen suddenly closed his eyes with a smile on his lips, but this time it was not a sneer, but a relaxed smile.
But before Yuan Chen could completely relax, he couldn't wait to open his eyes again. At the same time, the aura around Soul Yuan Chen also underwent earth-shaking changes, as if the original level was not on the same level as the previous two.
The amber hair was flying in the wind, falling off one by one, and the so-called suppression was gradually disappearing.
Yuan Chen didn't pay any attention to the amber color around him, and stared at the figure in the sky with a pair of bloody eyes.
Then Yuan Chen squatted and leaped, his fists were like rainbows, and he directly bombarded the opponent.
No nonsense, my subordinates will see the real moves!
The figure in the sky drew a sword from the sky, faced the wind of fists, and slashed the sword down.
The fists and swords collided, and the air flow spread out like ripples.
Both of them retreated after being attacked, but Yuan Chen was obviously even more crazy. Before he could completely resolve the impact, he faced the impact and attacked the figure in the sky again.
The void was stepped on by the source dust, and a black spot appeared in the center of the fist seal. That was the energy that was sublimated after the power reached an incredible level.
The figure in the sky was still shedding the previous attack. At the same time, he gently wiped the sword in his hand, and the original simple sword body was covered with sword light.
At the same time, the figure in the sky unexpectedly stepped on the cloud, and immediately flew down again, colliding with Yuan Chen for the second time.
Two figures passed each other.
Eventually both of them landed on the ground.
Suddenly, blood bleeds from the corner of Cang Qiong's figure's mouth, and the sword in his hand penetrates deeply into the ground beneath his feet.
But Yuan Chen was unscathed!
"You lost." Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Cang Qiong's figure slowly spoke.
Yuan Chen wiped the blood on his fist and then closed his eyes.
"Huh?" Yuan Chen's eyes that had just been closed suddenly opened, and then his eyes were full of curiosity and confusion.
"Hey Immortal Lord, please tell me why you said he was defeated when you were obviously vomiting blood."
Yuan Chen walked around the figure in the sky, talking like a barrage of words, and he never stopped talking.
"Furthermore, this fighting maniac still admits that you win. Should you tell me the reason? As an audience, I am very curious."
The figure in the sky did not respond, but let Yuan Chen circle around him.
Finally, the figure in the sky heard what he wanted to hear.
"Okay, Immortal Master, just tell me the reason and I will disappear on my own and never pop out again to affect this kid's life."
"More than that, I hope you will dissipate on your own, not disappear. I hope you will never appear again, instead of just not jumping out, walking out or jumping out."
"Well, you fairy master, aren't you asking me to self-destruct? Do you think I'm stupid?"
"Then I'm leaving."
The figure in the sky floated up and was about to leave.
"Don't leave, don't leave. Even if you have to leave, you must leave the answer behind."
Yuan Chen was like a spider hugging the figure in the sky, refusing to let go.
But the figure in the sky still persists in wanting to fly up.
"Okay, okay, I agree."
Yuan Chen felt bored, but he was still very persistent in the answer.
"I took away his fist power but didn't hurt him at all."
"But you are injured."
"That's what this sword hurt me."
"Isn't this sword yours? How could it be?"
Yuan Chen suddenly realized: "I understand, I finally understand, hahaha, I understand everything."
Yuan Chen danced happily, then couldn't help pinching his face and said with a smile: "Immortal Lord, are you worse off than us demon gods?"
The figure in the sky disappeared, instead of flying slowly, it disappeared directly.
Even the sword disappeared together.
The sword recognizes Yuan Chen as its master, and others holding the sword will only hurt themselves!
This time it took a long time before Yuan Chen opened his eyes. His eyes were different from other demon gods. His eyes were as dark as ink.
"Chen, how do you want to separate you and me?"
Yuan Chen smiled charmingly, and all the blood from his body disappeared, revealing Yuan Chen's original appearance.