Yi Chen suddenly roared: "Be careful, that's not his true body." After that, Yi Chen was the first to quickly protect his body with his sword energy.

A gloomy voice came: "Yes, that's not my true body... Hahahahaha..." A dense line of black smoke appeared among the large group of people in the Rage War Hall. Fanxin returned to the shape of the three clones. Three black air swayed around, and the small scimitar with evil spirits soared into the sky tightly grasped his hand, and stabbed the people of the Rage War Hall from the air with one knife as if cutting vegetables. The person stabbed by the Scimitar seemed to be absorbed directly. When he landed on the ground, he had turned into a mummy.

Yi Chen shouted softly: "Sky, time."

Skye and the other seven roared violently, huge golden and blood-red wings protruded from behind, and countless golden talismans were densely spread throughout their bodies. Then, the seven people worked together to issue the "years" that Yi Chen extorted from Gulons.

The dark magic power enveloped Fan Xin. Fan Xin's body suddenly stagnated. He opened his mouth in surprise, feeling the demonic energy in his body constantly gushing out... Suddenly, Fan Xin laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, what an interesting magic, what a pity, what is the meaning of time to me?" He smashed the space covered by the "years" with a punch, and rushed towards Yi Chen and his group of people with a roar.

Yi Chen gave a faint command: "Cangmang."

Fan Xin's three clones suddenly became dull in the air. The space controlled by Sky and the others began to twist, and they began to crush his body with the broken space.

Fan Xin's figure suddenly flashed, easily breaking away from the controlled space barrier, and then countless thunders slashed down.

Kane, Phil, Gore and Jester worked together, and a thick pillar of fire mixed with silver light came up. In cooperation with it, all the monks in the Demon Dragon Palace attacked. With a "swish" crack, Fan Xin was shocked, and all the subordinates of the Demon Dragon Palace weakened their legs and sat on the ground.

A golden light flashed, and Yi Chen's "Sky-Splitting Sword Qi" cut a heavy knife on Fan Xin's thigh, and a green blood fountain spewed out with a "puff". After all, it was a weapon forged by Hua Guang himself, and the extremely sharp "Killing God" forced him to break through Fan Xin's body.

Fan Xin was furious and was about to rush down to kill Yi Chen, but the three giants including the Demon Dragon King had already regrouped and killed him. In the rage battle, the monks from Xuanyin Second Palace also took action urgently, and countless lightning and lightning fires slashed over.

Fan Xin howled and slaughtered wildly. He also learned to be smart and never faced the attacks of so many people again. He led the three giants and suddenly rushed into the hands of a large number of people in Xuanyin Temple. The attacks of the three giants immediately eased, and Fan Xin had these worries, and crazily struck out the Yin thunders. A Yin thunder often swept away the bodies of hundreds of monks and tore them and the Nascent Soul to pieces.

Yi Chen cursed: "Fuck, it's too exaggerated? Zhao Yun wasn't so arrogant at the beginning. Who did he think he was?"

Seeing that the team of troops in Xuanyin Palace had loosened their positions, the people in the Angry War Palace could no longer hold back. When they saw Kuang Tian and a group of demon dragon guards rushed over with murderous aura, they immediately rushed over. Suddenly, more than 100,000 cultivators were densely packed in the air, surrounding Fanxin like a ball of flesh, and started fighting.

Sword lights flashed, and the brilliance of magic weapons rippled by. Fan Xin's body ate a few times, but the attacks of ordinary monks were too small to him and had no effect on his strength at all. On the contrary, now the three of the Demon Dragon King and the Kuang Tian and other real masters lost the opportunity to directly meet Fan Xin. Fan Xin was flying in the crowd like a fish in water, and hundreds of monks were flying in the flesh and blood.

Black light flashed by, and Fan Xin instantly slaughtered more than three of His subordinates, which made the three giants such as the Demon Dragon King roared angrily, but they were only concerned about getting angry, so where could they have the spirit to command their subordinates to re-arrange?

Chu Hongye also lost command of his subordinates, especially when he was hit by a thunder in the past, his body was still trembling at this moment, and the Nascent Soul was also showing signs of loosening. He was about to adjust his breath in the air, but suddenly he saw a random flying of his arms and legs in front of him, and then the Nascent Soul howls kept coming. Three black figures suddenly appeared in front of Chu Hongye like ghosts, and then three black scimitars stabbed towards his chest.

Chu Hongye screamed, and a golden light slashed out, but could not resist the invasion of the scimitar. Heavy pressure came, her flying sword was shaken out, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and the black in front of her eyes almost fainted. The scimitar was almost approaching her chest.

Yi Chen happened to arrive with a group of subordinates, and the "Killing God" shot out with all his strength. The golden short sword was pulled by the demonic energy of Fan Xin, and suddenly let out a roar. The golden light shot out, and the trace of sword energy left in the short sword was activated. The sharp sword energy made a loud "papapapapapapapapapa" and rushed towards Fan Xin.

Fan Xin was stunned and suddenly turned around in shock. He clearly understood what this thing was. Although the "Sky Sword Qi" emitted by Yi Chen had hurt him, he did not notice the golden light in the chaos. At this moment, he recognized that this was Hua Guang's "Sky Sword Qi". Could he avoid it quickly?

Fan Xin was shocked: "Is it because Hua Guang's bastard is here? It's impossible, how could he deal with me with humans? He asked me for a single piece and then killed me to death."

Fan Xin turned around and glanced at Yi Chen fiercely. No, isn't this kid the terrifying "Sky-Splitting Sword" Hua Guang?

Three figures flashed close to Fanxin's three clones like ghosts. Fanxin felt it, but didn't care. I think it was those ordinary monks, right? His scimitar was slashing out heavily and roared: "Get out." He was thinking about things, where can he have time to pay attention to these small characters?

Immediately, Fan Xin regretted it, and he felt extremely regretful. Three figures all took action, and a faint light suddenly pierced into his body. A strange sword energy broke through and shattered the meridians in his body, and seriously injured his soul. Fan Xin stopped suddenly, and he had only one thought in his mind: "This is not the means of human monks, this, this, this, this..."

The three figures succeeded in one blow and turned their heads and left immediately. They had been preparing for a long time to attack Fanxin for a long time. They had to take advantage of the most favorable opportunity and succeed in one blow. Because they did not have the chance to launch a second attack, the master of the Demon Palace taught them all their cultivation level and transformed into a thin silk thread, and then stabbed through Fanxin's life gate. They only had the power of this attack.

The three subordinates arranged by the master of the Demon Palace who were dispatched together with the Demon Dragon King and others finally played their due role.

The Demon Dragon King gritted his teeth tightly, and a loud bang was shot. At this moment, Fan Xin was injured by the sinister magic trick, and was almost eliminated. Where could he resist the Demon Dragon King's heavy blow? A mouthful of green blood was spurted out, and the three clones of Fan Xin formed into one, and the bones on his body made a series of "crackling" sounds. The Demon Dragon King's cathode magic energy rushed into his body violently. The explosion sound of "puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff" was loud, and one-third of Fan Xin's body was blown into meat sauce.

Soster quickly flashed, then pointed his finger at the fontanel of Fanxin. A feminine force broke into his body and almost shattered Fanxin's Nascent Soul. The attack of Baktu's body and sword in one truly destroyed Fanxin, knocking him to death. A small blood-red crystal appeared from his body and floated gently in the air, and was then grabbed by the Demon Dragon King.

On this side, Chu Hongye saw that the strong enemy was dead, and she escaped by chance, so she couldn't help but feel relieved and almost fell down. Fortunately, Yi Chen grabbed her with one hand and smiled helplessly: "Sister, be careful, don't fall down. Below is a crater. If such a beautiful woman is burned into a roasted pig, it would be a matter of burying the heavenly things."

Listening to Yi Chen's slick voice, Chu Hongye was so angry, but after all, it was Yi Chen who saved her, so she rarely said anything heavy. She simply closed her eyes and started to adjust her breathing in Yi Chen's hands.

The Demon Dragon King laughed: "Damn it, what a bullshit demon god? I've been killed by me, hahahahaha, what kind of bullshit is this? Why do you have to grab this thing?"

The blood-red crystals in his hand were flashing with magnificent light, as if a heart was beating.

And Bucktu, Soster was very unhappy, and they thought: "We three palaces worked together to kill this terrible enemy. Where is the power of you alone? Damn, is this crystal the spoil of you alone?"

Bucktu was about to speak when suddenly a terrifying pressure enveloped the entire 'Raining Meteor'. A solemn and extremely powerful voice said in a low voice: "Super the 'Yan Shen Crystal', otherwise you will die."

A golden light came over the sky, and seven figures emitting golden light that was extremely strong. A force that should not belong to this world at all made the entire "roasted meteor" tremble completely. All the subordinates of the Demon Lord, including the Demon Dragon King, could not speak. Although there were countless companions around them, they were as if a lonely lamb had met a group of tigers, and their hearts were filled with dying fear...

Suddenly, the Demon Dragon King roared: "I fuck your mother, what are you? How dare you say such things? No one dares to let me die..." In the golden light in the sky, the Demon Dragon King raised his spear with difficulty, and then a thick dragon roar broke out...

"Full of the Year, Next Time"
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