Without Kun, the God of the North Ming Dynasty, exuding the aura of overlord, Chen Xuan would inevitably have a fierce battle and would not be able to break out of the encirclement so easily.
After flying away from the final island, Chen Xuan flew over the broken and disintegrated islands, not sensing any aura of life along the way.
The group of explorers who entered Beiming Mystery at the beginning were probably dead and injured, and few of them managed to escape.
As for Chu Ba waiting for the fourth-level dark soul master, the end will definitely not be good.
The old monster Jingyang and the Dragon Shark Prince are both dead, and Youwang Huangbeard is likely to fall. The remaining few are competing for the golden hoop. There can only be one winner, and they must have paid a heavy price.
Flying away, Chen Xuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart and quickly moved to one side to avoid it.
The next moment, a terrifying blade slashed across the spot where Chen Xuan was just now.
"Unparalleled Overlord Sword Chu Ba Xian?"
Chen Xuan frowned and looked down at an island that had disintegrated into two halves. He saw Chu Ba with his hair disheveled, holding a knife in one hand and looking at the sky with a hint of madness in his eyes.
Not far from Chu Baxian, another unparalleled sword was broken into more than a dozen pieces. It was unknown which fourth-level dark soul master broke it.
And what Chu Baxian held in his left hand was the golden hoop that made all the dark soul masters fight for it crazily.
"Sir Chu Ba, are you crazy?" Chen Xuan asked tentatively.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Chu Baxian responded to Chen Xuan with his trademark wild laughter, but Chen Xuan could clearly hear that Chu Baxian's laughter was even crazier than before, and the taste completely changed. "I am crazy! When we fought for this thing, Old Jade Bones
Ancestor, Master Aoki, and Mr. Baixiao all became the dead souls of my sword. However, after I got it and studied it for so many years, I didn’t find any mystery in it. Do you think I should
Should I be crazy?"
Chu Ba is worthy of being a top level four dark soul master with a bounty of 5 billion. He is the strongest among the ten fourth level dark soul masters competing for the golden hoop. He actually killed three powerful enemies of the same level.
, the performance is dazzling and fierce.
But hearing Chu Baxian say these words with self-mockery, Chen Xuan could imagine that this maritime overlord paid a huge price for the golden hoop. Just when Chen Xuan wanted to say something, Chu Baxian's eyes flashed.
Xue Mang: "Boy, you were able to survive. Did you get something on the final island? Take it out and see if you can solve the mystery of the golden hoop for me.
!”
"What if I say no?" Chen Xuan faced a powerful fourth-level dark soul master who had not yet recovered from his original injury. Although he was under pressure, he was not that afraid.
Chu Baxian's voice turned completely cold: "Then you will only die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Baxian flew into the sky like an evil dragon, and stabbed Chen Xuan on the neck!
Chen Xuan immediately used the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword to fight with the Wushuang Ba Dao. He felt that the hand holding the sword went numb and his whole body was sent flying far away.
Having just become a fourth-level Dark Soul Master, he was fighting against a Great Dark Soul Master who was two levels higher than himself. It must be said that Chen Xuan was a bit unlucky.
Chu Ba struck out wildly first, not giving Chen Xuan any chance to breathe.
Not only did Chen Xuan survive, but he also broke through to the fourth level of Dark Soul Master, which greatly stimulated Chu Baxian. He determined that Chen Xuan had definitely obtained a treasure from the Beiming Cold Pond that was as valuable as the Golden Hoop, or perhaps
inherited.
After blocking Chu Baxian's series of violent slashes, Chen Xuan felt that his hand holding the sword could no longer hold on. The gap between the entry-level fourth-level Dark Soul Master and the great master was indeed huge.
As a last resort, Chen Xuan summoned Kun, the God of the North Ming Dynasty, and pushed Chu Ba so hard that he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"You actually got the ancient top-notch alien species Kun?" Chu Baxian's eyes turned red. He had traveled across the endless soul sea for millions of years, and this was the first time he saw a real Kun fish, and it was such a big one.
When Chen Xuan had Kun, the God of the North Underworld, to help him, Chu Ba knew that he could no longer take advantage. His eyes suddenly became fierce: "I have never dared to wear the golden hoop. You are the one who forced me to do so."
of!"
After saying this, Chu Ba first put the golden hoop on his left hand directly on his head. Suddenly, the golden light shined brightly, and Chu Ba first yelled.
The next moment, a scene that surprised Chen Xuan appeared.
Not only did the golden hoop not cause any harm to Chu Ba, but it caused Chu Ba's soul power to skyrocket, and his whole aura became extremely terrifying!
"Hahahaha... It turns out that the golden hoop has such a wonderful effect!" Chu Ba laughed wildly for several times, and then slashed a knife at Chen Xuan. This knife contained the power of destruction, and Chen Xuan's pupils instantly shrank into the most dangerous needle light.
Like this, he couldn't avoid it, so he could only forcefully use all the golden soul power in his body to condense on the Emperor Xuanyuan Sword. He blocked the sword horizontally, and then reluctantly
Blocked the sword light.
But Chen Xuan was not sure whether he could block the next blow.
"Boy, I don't want to kill you. I can spare your life by handing over the treasure you got in the North Minghan Pond and severing the soul contract with this Kunyu."
Chu Ba first raised his sword to threaten.
Chen Xuan looked coldly and shook his head.
"It's really a pity..." Chu Baxian had a look of regret in his eyes. He obviously admired Chen Xuan, but in order to get the most precious beast, he did not hesitate to wield the unparalleled sword.
At the critical moment, a string of mysterious and ancient Sanskrit sounds floated out from the mouth of Kun, the God of the North Underworld.
"Ahhhhh!" Chu Baxian suddenly shouted when he heard the Sanskrit sound. He threw away his unparalleled sword, held his head with both hands, and rolled around in mid-air, feeling extremely painful.
Chen Xuan saw that the golden hoop worn by Chu Baxian shrank little by little with the sound of Sanskrit. He looked at Kun, the God of the North Underworld, next to him in disbelief. Could this Kun be the reincarnation of Tang Sanzang?
