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Chapter 1061 Slaughter the saint again!

Chapter 1061

The condensed void continued to fragment. As soon as the emperor's soldiers came out, Luo Chen directly turned into violence. He struck out three times with three sticks. The fragments of the space flew upside down and the sound of breaking could not be stopped.

It's as if this square of heaven and earth was originally a small four-dimensional space surrounded by a square of mirrors, but now the mirror is broken and is constantly collapsing!

boom!

Luo Chen escaped from the trap, with a flash of cruelty in his eyes, Gods! He gave a ferocious smile, held the imperial weapon in one hand, and silently circulated his soul power in the other hand, condensing the place of judgment in the palm of his hand.

in a small space.

Prepare to give this divine saint a little surprise.

He was even thinking that if he could kill this saint, it would be a big blow to the Gods, right? Although he knew that it was basically impossible, he might as well give it a try!

As long as you seize the opportunity, maybe it's not impossible!

Luo Chen got out of trouble. As soon as he came out, he saw the livid-faced divine saint. Constructing a small space was not an easy task. Luo Chen could smash it with three sticks so easily. I'm afraid it would make him feel uncomfortable.

It’s very shameless, right?

"The Imperial Soldier is indeed in your hands!"

Luo Chen's lips overflowed with sarcasm, and he said, "Aren't you just here for the imperial soldiers in my hands?"

The divine saint's eyes were filled with fire, and his breathing became rapid: "As long as you hand over the imperial soldiers, I promise to let you go and spare your life."

Luo Chen blinked, as if he had heard the funniest joke at this time, and his waist straightened up a little.

Hand over the imperial soldiers? Spare yourself a small life? Is he too naive, or does he regard himself as a fool? Not to mention that it is impossible for him to hand over the imperial soldiers. Even if he does, I am afraid that he will

The moment he handed over the imperial soldiers, he was destroyed by the opponent. He was not that stupid.

"Okay, come here and get it." Luo Chen showed a bright smile. The imperial soldier turned it around in his hand and said seductively: "Come here and I'll give it to you."

A sarcastic smile flashed across the eyes of the saint. After thinking about it, he realized that it was only the skilled man who was so bold that he actually walked towards Luo Chen and grabbed the imperial soldiers with his bare hands. Luo Chen gave him a stick with his backhand!

The stick hit the back of the saint's hand, and with a bang, the saint's hand was smashed to pieces!

The saint smiled strangely, and his smashed palm suddenly became sticky and stuck to the imperial staff. It squirmed and transformed into a new palm, which was held on the other end of the imperial weapon.

"Caught!"

The saint was overjoyed and couldn't wait to snatch it from Luo Chen's hand. Luo Chen's face changed slightly, he clenched one hand and thrust it towards the fragmented void, exposing that palm.

There was another sound of shattering mirrors, accompanied by a scream. The sound came from the mouth of the saint. Luo Chen was really cruel. The previous stick actually pierced the palm holding the emperor's stick.

It entered the space fragments, was deeply embedded in it, and inserted into it.

The saint was furious and wanted to recall the palm, but Luo Chen was one step ahead of him and whipped it into blood mist with a stick!

Luo Chen laughed heartily, with endless sarcasm in his smile, which immediately angered the saint.

The space boiled, and the chains of the avenue fell from the sky one after another, clattering down from the void and heading towards Luo Chen's hole.

As soon as one came, Luo Chen exploded one. At this moment, the powerful body of the Venerable was revealed.

Luo Chen stepped forward in the void, one step at a time, and walked forward. The bright light emitted from his body, carrying a different kind of pressure! He raised the stick and whipped it!

The saint obviously did not expect that Luo Chen would dare to take the lead. Did he really think that with the imperial weapon in hand, he could use force with the saint?

"Certainly!"

As soon as the word came out, Luo Chen's body was fixed there, unable to move.

The old saint of the God Clan sneered, his tattered palm healed quickly, and he once again grabbed the imperial soldier.

It was at this time that the accident happened.

Luo Chen's arm, which was originally fixed there, suddenly sank. The emperor's weapon was violently drawn down and hit the saint's shoulder hard. At the same time, Luo Chen's other hand dropped, and in an instant, the shadow of the lock was cut open.

A loud bang was heard in the sky, and the Chain of Judgment hit his head hard with a big bang! The saint rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, and did not stand up for a long time.

"Dead?" Luo Chen felt a little excited in his heart. After all, he underestimated the saint's vitality. After receiving one blow from the emperor's soldiers and the hammer of the holy weapon of the avenue, he still did not kill the saint. Instead, he was angered.

other side!

"This god wants you to die!"

Luo Chen's pupils shrank slightly, isn't he going to die? Damn, how can he still play with this?

A terrifying avenue storm blew up between heaven and earth, and the old sage of the gods held the world in his hands. In an instant, Luo Chen was sucked into the avenue storm.

Luo Chen was shocked and hurriedly inserted the Imperial Soldier into the center of the storm. He clenched his hands and was shaken to and fro, unable to even stand firmly.

This old sage from the God Clan is too terrifying and has a profound understanding of the Tao, which is far beyond what ordinary saints can compare with.

His pupils turned into golden eyes, and the pupils of his eyes were burning with extremely hot flames! They were shrouding Luo Chen.

The divine fire was invisible, but it burned Luo Chen's skin and flesh, and he let out a cry of pain. He was also a fire attribute soul fighting master, and ordinary flames were useless to him. Even a more powerful Tao fire could not burn his body.

Only these two clusters of divine fire!

The storm of the avenue is still tearing at his body, making him unable to care about anything else. The saint has too many tricks. It is too easy to pay for a small venerable, and he can even die by playing!

"If you want my life, this is not enough!" Luo Chen's eyes also changed at this moment, silvery white light bloomed, the pupils were deep, and there were two sword auras, one purple and one milky white, showing that the purple sword aura broke out first.

, after being unable to cut off the avenue storm and divine fire, the milky white sword energy in the right eye moved for the first time.

Poof! The sword came out, all the ways were destroyed, the storm of the avenue stopped suddenly, and the milky-white sword energy transformed into a small silver-white sword. The sword body was only one finger long. The sword intention contained in it was terrifying.

Kill the saint!

Neither of these two sword energies belong to him, but they give him an extremely familiar aura, connected by blood! They cannot be ignored!

The purple sword energy has the aura of mother, but the silver-white sword energy is more like the father who has never been masked.

Triggered for the first time!

And the consequence of the activation of this sword energy is that the saint dies! One sword kills him! His body and soul are destroyed! Not even a fragment of his soul is left, and all his life is wiped out into nothingness! There is no way to be reborn!

Luo Chen was stunned. The hand holding the Imperial Soldier was trembling. No, it should be the Imperial Soldier in his hand that was trembling! He seemed to be afraid of something.

In a daze, Luo Chen vaguely saw an arrogant young man with a scornful expression. The young man's silver hair reached his waist. He was so handsome that he felt a little ashamed. Beside him, silver light shone lightly, and a silver-white long sword stood quietly.

Standing there quietly, the terrifying sword energy of reincarnation forms a world of its own! It rules hundreds of millions of realms!

The young man's eyes were soft, as if he were looking at Luo Chen quietly across thousands of reincarnations. For some reason, Luo Chen's nose felt a little sore.

The trance was only for a moment, and it passed in the blink of an eye. When I looked again, there was no trace of a human figure.

"Is it an hallucination?" Luo Chen murmured softly. Above his head, suddenly there was the sad song of the avenue. Then, scarlet blood rain rolled down. Luo Chen was startled. He suddenly raised his head and saw the top of the void, the avenue.

The death knell has sounded! A saint has fallen!

"This is not an illusion!" Luo Chen opened his eyes wide and saw a figure standing quietly not far away. No, to be precise, it was a corpse. It was not the old saint of the Gods who wanted his life in front of him.

Anyone?

Luo Chen subconsciously raised his hand and touched his right eye, only to feel a pain in his finger, as if he had been pricked by something.

The Jiujianxian tore through the void, used up all his magical powers to speed up, and finally found Luo Chen through the Zimu Jade. But before he could fully arrive, he was so startled by the sudden death knell that he almost fell out of the void.

What happened? How could a saint fall? And the direction from which the death knell came happened to be the direction from which the jade vibrated!

The Jiujianxian did not dare to hesitate, put away the gourd under his feet, shrank to an inch, and came to Luo Chen's side.

There are two small dots between Luo Chen's brows, which are the life marks of saints! Saints are existences recognized by the Dao, and killing saints is not tolerated by the Dao! The punishment of a saint will be imposed, and one point represents a cruel punishment! This

This kind of cruel punishment will come when the saint is broken! It can be regarded as the punishment for mortals to disrespect the saint!

"Did you kill him?" Jiu Jianxian looked stupid. He naturally saw the corpse, and the two clusters of small dots shining between Luo Chen's eyebrows were the best evidence!

Wait, two points, not one! Hiss~ This guy has killed saints before, and more than one!

The saint's mark will only flash when the saint dies and rains blood. It is not visible on weekdays.

Luo Chen was a little embarrassed at this time. He smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't kill him. He didn't have the ability yet: "No."

This is the truth, but does the Jiujianxian believe it? Of course he doesn’t believe it, and he’s not blind. How could he not see such an obvious mark of a saint on his head?

One of them is obviously still alive and has a sacred aura!

Echoes that corpse!

"You...are you planning to imitate what your father did back then?"

The Jiu Sword Immortal marveled, and pulled Luo Chen away teleporting away. The commotion here was a bit loud, and I'm afraid it won't be long before someone strong comes to investigate, so leave early to avoid causing trouble.

On the way back to the Black Tiger Hall, Jiu Sword Immortal's eyes never left Luo Chen. Luo Chen was a little frightened by his look and could only say: "I have the imperial weapon in my hands."

The news about the Emperor's soldiers has been exposed, and it will probably be known to everyone in a short time! We can't hide it from others, so it's better to tell it directly and complete the lie.

As for the sword energy in his right eye, it is his biggest trump card, so he naturally wants to keep it a secret!

"Emperor Soldier?" Jiu Jianxian was stunned, and his expression suddenly became weird: "It turns out that there is a lot of rumors in the ancient road, and you are the one who made the Emperor Soldier recognize its master. You are really good at it.

However, even if you have the Imperial Armament in hand, depending on your cultivation, it is somewhat impossible for him to exert 10% of the power of the Imperial Armament to kill a saint.

But you are different, a tiger father has no sons, you are that man’s son, so it’s not surprising that you can do it.”

Jiujianxian seemed to have thought of something, smiled, and felt relieved.

Yes, this kid is the perverted son. Even if he used the imperial weapon to destroy a transcendent figure, he would probably believe it, just because that person had done it before, and what he did... was even more shocking! (To be continued)

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