"It's not the Emperor who deceives you, but it's really a murderous horn that can't be kept."

The vanishing priest said with gritted teeth. The demon army of the Six Demon Sea became crazy. Various magic weapons circling with black gas crisscrossed in the black valley. The pressure of thousands of evil cultivators in front of the evil horn formation increased greatly. In the short term, the black-armored monks in front of the Eighteenth Palace were not released for a moment, but only less than half were left.

"Boom" A black-armored monk exploded and died. He and the demon army surrounding him were slammed into pieces and blood turned into flying fog and rose into the air, sprinkling like light rain.

"Lord, go quickly..."

"Peng"

Another black-armored monk threw out his giant axe magic weapon, and then flew to a third-level magician with lightning speed. He pressed his head with both hands and squeezed it hard, and squeezed the magician's head into powder. Then, many magicians rushed from all directions. The man didn't even think about it and directly exploded...

"Peng"

With a loud bang, the sky shook and the earth moved, and there were only seven black-armored monks in the Eighth Horn Hall left...

Most of the Six Demon Sea Demon Army who came here to encircle and suppress the evil horn were demon generals. The Demon General was mastered. The dying priest was not strong. He was a first-level Demon General. However, he had two great demon kings around him and had not taken action yet...

The cultivation level of the evil horn has reached the realm of the Demon Lord, which is unfathomable. However, no matter how powerful the cultivation level is, it cannot stop the encirclement of tens of thousands of demon soldiers. Gradually, the fierce horn is exhausted.

It is obvious that the evil horn is not as good as the Nine Evil Yuanying as Lu Chen, and his immortal magic power does not make his eyes red. He has not listened to his subordinates and resisted the thousands of demon troops with Mu Ya back against the back...

Seeing that the brothers who were born and die with him fell in front of him one by one, losing their vitality, their eyes were blue and gray, and some were divided into several segments by the treasure blade. This man with iron bones could no longer help but shed tears.

"Ya'er, take the Ancestor Sha to leave, leave it here..." The fierce horn waved his hand and counted the churning flames of the black evil heart fire, and said to Mu Ya.

Mu Ya shook her head gently, leaned behind the fierce horn and said, "I won't leave you, even if I die, I will die together."

"I've been pursuing the way of heaven all my life. The evil spirits have descended to me, and I have seen hope. We can't all die here. There is always one person who wants to escape. Even if there is one person, the evil Tao will be immortal. Finding that place is the most important thing."

Mu Ya suddenly threw the sword and sacrificed thousands of black lotus sword lights, and said in a move: "With the ancestor of the evil spirit, the evil spirit will not be destroyed."

"The Ancestor Sha has been injured, Shen Xiao's vitality has been damaged, and people without protection are not dangerous?" The evil horn glared, and Mu Ya was speechless.

Looking back at Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan with a shocked look, Mu Ya suddenly shouted: "Sister, leave with Sha Zu..."

"Sister, I won't leave..." Zuo Qinghan said stubbornly. When he turned to Lu Chen, he pulled out a gray silk silk, reached out to push Lu Chen, and slapped him out of the sky: "Go..."

"Han'er..."

Lu Chen has not taken action, not because he doesn't want to help everyone. However, when he wanted to take action, he found that the mist on his head tightly locked him, and the immortal magic power could not be released from his body.

It's like being locked by the Lock of the Sky Stone, and it can't exert any power...

Amid the screams, Lu Chen's tears flowed down his cheeks, and his hands were numb, weak and powerless, and could not get rid of the shackles of the Xuanguang Mirror. It felt like I had me in this mountain, but I didn't...

"Boom boom boom"

The seven masters were at the end of their strength at this time, and they exploded themselves in a desperate attempt to die, killing thousands of masters, and their families followed suit...

Under the strange changes, strands of thin evil spirits in the world continue to condense towards Lu Chen's body. Involuntarily absorbing the influx of each evil spirit essence will deepen the hatred in Lu Chen's heart.

until……

"Exiled Male, I'll fight with you..." The corner of the fierce horn's mouth was bleeding, and it flew out in a straight line like a ferocious dragon. Wherever it passed, there was no grass growing. The army of the Six Demon Sea was killed or injured and flew to the exiled Male in the blink of an eye.

It was so close that the roaring horn was not afraid at all. Looking at the roaring horn, the corners of the moustache of the roaring horn were bent in a grim manner.

Just then, the two masters of Demon Lords around him suddenly had cold eyes, and their clones turned into shadows and raised their palms and slapped them at the fierce horn...

"Bang bang"

The cultivation of the two masters is obviously above the evil horn, and even far away from the evil horn. The flying palms are as fast as the fierce horn. The evil horn immediately receives several palms and flies out like a kite with a broken string.

"No one left" exiled ruler ordered to shout

The two masters did not stop anymore, like the wind, rolled up the demon clouds and were heavy and scattered, and quickly rushed down to Mu Ya's side. One of them raised his palm and shattered Mu Ya's heart vein with a sound. Xiang Xia Yu fell

Another person flew to Zuo Qinghan, his wrinkled old face slightly stopped, and then he patted his shoulders as if he had made a great decision.

"Bang"

Zuo Yanhan's little face was pale, and the great demon's Heaven-Swallowing Curse was not used. After the delicate body was slightly shocked, all his vitality was lost.

Lu Chen stopped in the air, and had no way to do it with the protection of the mysterious mirror. Seeing Zuo Qinghan's body flying to the steps of the Fierce Horn Hall, he lost his anger, and his heart seemed to be about to break a pair of fierce eyes. What flowed was no longer tears, but blood...

Blood and tears...

"Han'er..."

"KaKaKaKa..."

As the evil Yuan inhabited the sky, Lu Chen's bones made crackling sounds, and his whole hair turned from black to yellow to dry, and finally turned pale and white in an instant.

"Strength, power, Mr. Jing, what are you doing? Why don't you let me take action?" Although Lu Chen knew that he had recovered his ability to move, he was no match for the two demon kings in front of him, it was even more uncomfortable to not let him take action at this moment than killing him.

What can be more tormented than seeing your beloved with your own eyes?

"Bang..." As the struggle between the immortal magic power and the Xuanguang Mirror became more and more intense, Lu Chen's skin burst out inch by inch, and blood flowed slowly gathered a little dark gold firepower on his body surface.

Not long after, the evil horn was exhausted. He knew that he could not have lived beyond the existence of the evil horn hall. He raised his head and showed a smile full of deep meaning and expectation: "Zhao Zu, you go first, take everyone to find the Shenxiao Palace. The evil horn depends on you..."

As he spoke, a huge black and golden horn suddenly emerged from the head of the fierce horn. The moment this horn was born, a huge black evil aura appeared behind the fierce horn.

The two great demon kings were shocked when they saw this. The magic fog on their bodies contracted and condensed into two wide magic robes. Then the two of them sacrificed their natal magic weapons and blasted towards the evil horn together...

"Boom" The evil horn of the sixth generation hall master was blown by two treasures, but his laughter seemed to echo in the world. The giant horn was left after the evil horn exploded and turned into blood mist. It flew into the sky and suddenly stopped, and the murderous thoughts filled the giant horn from the giant horn.

The plain expression of the throne finally changed a little. With excitement and pleasure, I patted the demon bear under my seat, and one person and one beast flew towards the giant horn, and reached out to catch it.

But here, Lu Chen, the only remaining in the sky, suddenly broke free from the shackles of the mysterious treasure mirror. His entire aura was extremely boiling due to his rage. With his divine thoughts slightly moved, he patted his waist and took out Luo's throat, and the world suddenly became empty...

The simple and unpretentious Luo Hou flashed the bright moon for some reason. The entire big bow changed into the shape of a black evil fire dragon. Without the feather evil, Lu Chen quickly pulled the full moon horn and seemed to feel the familiar smell of the evil spirit on Lu Chen's body. After a moment of swaying, he suddenly appeared on Luo Hou.

"Zheng..."

The vast sound of demons came from the world, like a wild beast hiding in eternity awakening. The cycle of creation behind Lu Chen suddenly appeared, with an arrogant domineering aura, and a shocking demon roar...

“Sudden suffrage”

The sky and the earth change color, the black waterfall flows backwards into the sky, the evil horned palace turns into flying bricks and tiles, forming a huge vortex of wind, instantly shattering everything in the void, including the tens of thousands of demon troops and the two demon kings

The throne stood in the center of the vortex, trembling all over, sweating profusely. After his hand was stretched out, he could no longer retract it, as if he was suppressed by the earth-shaking momentum that shook ancient and modern times, showing a terrifying expression like petrification

"You...who are you?"

"Enemy..." Lu Chen's eyes were blood-red, and there were two blood-colored lines on his cheeks after he shed blood and tears. His arms were filled with thick and domineering power, shattering his body surface. With the wrath of the ancestor, Luo Hou Gong was suddenly pulled into a flat oval.

The giant horn puff on the body of the evil horn exploded with a sound, and a strand of evil spirits of the divine power of creation remained on the bowstring

"The power of creation..." The arch yelled in surprise, recognizing the origin of the black light ball, and his expression withered, as if he had seen the god of death landing on his head

"You can't kill me, I have luck. I will die this time. It won't take long for me to come back. Don't let me find you, otherwise I will let you die without a complete body and suffer for all the years..." The banished priest finally made a vicious slander.

But Lu Chen would not let this evil man who brought people to kill the evil horn and thousands of evil cultivators at this moment. You know, just now, the old and young monks among the evil cultivators were ruthlessly killed by the other party.

"Swoosh" all the power of creation was sucked into his body. Lu Chen felt an unprecedented powerful force spread throughout his body. A murderous intent that had never been before rushed straight into the sea of ​​consciousness, breaking the shackles of his soul, and his cultivation suddenly increased sharply.

The bowstring that pulled Luo Hu was holding one end and quickly condensed a black arrow feather transformed by the magic power of creation with the magic power of creation. The pure immortal Yuan evil aura flowed everywhere. He easily opened his fingers, and the bowstring made a sharp sound, destroying the void world and shooting out.

"boom"

The unwilling face of the banishi clan solidified on his face, and was instantly killed by the powerful arrow feathers on the spot.

At that moment, the world turned into a void space, the black valley, the black waterfall, the fierce horned hall, the blood river... all disappeared

Only a young woman's magic body withered and drifted in the void, drifting with the wind

"Han'er..." Lu Chen screamed strangely and put away Luo's throat, quickly rushing out now that the mysterious mirror could no longer bind him. The hazy cover-up of the misty rain also turned into smoke and disappeared into the void. He flew to Zuo Qinghan's body, dragging him steadily, and blood and tears flowed down by himself.

"Han㊣(8)..." Facing the lifeless beloved, Lu Chen was heartbroken. But at this moment, a trace of divine thought seemed to appear in his sea of ​​consciousness. Lu Chen remembered the magic power of creation that had just been emitted from the giant horn, and hurriedly recalled the feeling. He found a trace of luck hidden in his heart, and reached out and pressed his hand on Zuo Qinghan's head.

The thin and weak gossiping magic power of the creation came faintly, and a bright color was emitted from the palm of the palm. After entering from the middle of the eyebrows, Lu Chen stared at Zuo Qinghan's white face with great concern.

After a moment, Zuo Qinghan's magic body suddenly shone brightly, and then became illusory, and finally turned into star-like highlights condensed in the sky, and she smiled like a living.

"Han'er, you are resurrected, it's great." Lu Chen suddenly became secretly happy

Han'er looked at Lu Chen with a gentle smile and said, "I finally saw what you look like. I will remember you, Yuhu..."

Without further ado, Zuo Qinghan's phantom slowly disappeared and finally left the void

"Han'er, where are you going? I'm Lu Chen, don't you remember?" Lu Chen was so happy that he was sad that he couldn't accept it. After flying over and trying to keep Zuo Qinghanke stretched out his hand, Lu Chen realized that what he got was the energy with a faint body temperature.

At this moment, the void changed, and an old figure slowly appeared behind Lu Chen, but...

Old Jing...
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