Seven weirdos with golden and blood-red bat wings flew in front; above the queue, a golden fireball that looked like the sun slowly moved; two figures with black skin like charcoal held huge long swords, and blazing flames were emitted, patrolling the team forward and back; a tall man wearing thick armor, a trace of flames kept rising from the armor, followed behind the fireball, making a shocking roar; there were also short guys with a smile on his face, surrounded by blue light bands, teleporting in the air, backward and left and right, constantly flashing.

Such a few people were already eye-catching enough, but if they added a huge queue of about 3,000 monks, and the wide, luxurious, inlaid with countless pearls and gems, they were enough to hold a huge sedan chair for twenty people to party in the banquet, such a team would not only attract attention, but also reveal a trace of mysterious aura.

In addition, these monks were three feet above the ground, floating like ghosts, and a trace of blood-red light was revealed in their eyes, and their actions were neat and uniform. No matter how they looked, they seemed like a group of zombies, and they couldn't help but feel a strong chill in their hearts.

At this moment, the disciples who were guarding the door of the "Baiqi Tower" were so scared that they were weak all over. They shivered and could not speak with the pillar in front of the gate. One of the disciples took out a warning message and threw it into the sky. So, the "Baiqi Tower" built on a steep cliff and steep cliff, rushing out countless monks in the huge building of "Baiqi Tower" with a height of four or five hundred meters. There was a flash of light around each of them, and they carefully approached Yi Chen and his team.

A monk who looked a little old and relatively mature gave a slight salute, and asked carefully in the tone of a gambler, "I wonder what you are... what's the price?" He already knew in his heart that something was not right. Isn't the people in front of him just the legendary thing, judging by their actions?

Yi Chen sat on the soft and thick leather mat in the sedan chair, with piles of luxurious brocade mats behind him, and there were piles of wine bottles in front of him. Just a few singers were squirming in front of him, otherwise he would be a bit like an emperor traveling. Hearing the culture of the monk, Yi Chen used his mysterious skills and turned his voice into a strange, rude, heavy, hoarse, and barbaric tone: "Roar, you must obey me."

The monks of the 'Baiqi Tower' all took two or three steps back, all of them frightened and could not speak. The monk who asked the question just now, the head disciple of the sect who stayed at the headquarters guard of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect

Yi Chen laughed sinisterly, Skye and the other seven also emitted a rich blood energy, and the light of Jester also emitted a trace of blood light, reflecting the entire 'Hundred Vessel Tower' like a blood fountain hell. Yi Chen said gloomyly: "I am the messenger of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons. Our master is very dissatisfied with you obeying the orders of the Temple. Roar, you must obey our orders, otherwise you will die... That 'Genshin Impact' will not help you. If you surrender to me, I will give you everything you need."

Yi Chen was secretly amused in his heart. Through the thin white gauze curtain, he saw Ling Ping and the others' strange expressions. Since some of the temple had created a "Genshin Impact" out of thin air, then it would be better to learn to walk in Handan. Isn't it also a way to get a false "Genshin Impact"? Maybe this "Genshin Impact" can become the god worshipped by these monks in the future.

Ling Ping took a long breath and asked cautiously: "So, Lord Envoy, are you also destroyed the 'One Sect'? Are you also slaughtered the 'One Sect'? Are you also slaughtered by the thousands of disciples of the 'One Sect'? Are you also slaughtered by those monks who investigated the news?"

Yi Chen smiled sinisterly: "So what? Even so, how can you do us? We are stronger than you, we have strength, our magic power is boundless, we are gods, and you are just a group of weak and incompetent ordinary monks... Look at the people around me, aren't they all disciples of the 'Original Sect'? They were all disciples of the 'Original Sect'. For them, how lucky they are now. With infinite lives and powerful power, wouldn't it be better to follow me than to practice with your master?"

He picked up a bottle of wine and Yi Chen took a few sips of "gulu, Gulu" but in Ling Ping and his ears, he imagined that a terrifying scene of a ghost with green face and fangs devouring human blood. Ling Ping's face looked a little ugly. He glanced at the disciples of the "Original Sect" like a puppet, smiled forcibly, and then said politely: "Young Masters are really unable to take charge of these things. The younger Masters and elders have already gone out for something. You are just a mere disciple of the sect. You really can't promise anything. I hope you can only be gratified for a few days. When the younger Masters and elders rush back to the "Hundred Vehicles Tower", then..."

Yi Chen waved his hand and interrupted him. A strong pressure forced out of the sedan chair with Yi Chen's casual waving hand, swept Ling Ping a pound, and blow down more than a dozen disciples of the "Bai Qilou" behind him. Yi Chen drank: "Or surrender now, you lead all the disciples of the "Bai Qilou" and carry all the magic weapons to follow me. Otherwise, the disaster of extermination will be in front of you. Think about it yourself, my patience is limited... Left Demon Guard, count down."

Phil smirked a few times, and with a big sword swung, a fire light shot out, exploding in the sky, like a heavy bomb, a powerful shock wave pressed down from the sky, and several disciples of the "Hundred Vessel Tower" who had little skill and had difficulty rolled on the ground. Phil yelled in a grim voice: "Sixty..."

Seeing that Phil and Gore were dark-skinned and fiercely-faced, there were 10,000 disciples of the "Hundred Vehicles Tower" who believed that these people were from the demon world. Where have they seen black people in the past? Especially Phil, Gore is too big, and these monks are only about 1.70 meters tall. Looking at their height in their early 2.20 meters, they could only mutter: "These two guys are real devils, aren't they?"

"Fifty-nine..." Another firelight shot into the sky.

"Fifty-eight..." A fire...

"Fifty-seven..." The firelight that exploded in the sky became even more powerful, causing black glazed tiles burned with Sanwei Real Fire to fall off on the eaves of the "Baiqi Tower".

Yi Chen shouted impatiently: "The last five counts, if you don't agree, just let me kill you, leave half of them to make them into puppets. Humph..."

Ling Ping opened his eyes suddenly and waved his hand. More than a thousand disciples of the "Baiqilou" issued their proud magic weapons at the same time. More than a thousand rays of various colors of light either pierced, impacted, burned, shot out thousands of light rains, or strangled horizontally with three or five cooperation. In short, there are many attack methods, and the power of the magic weapons is strong and weak, which makes people understand that "Baiqilou" is worthy of being the largest specialized magic weapon wholesale distributor nearby.

The target of these magic weapons is the vague black figure in the huge sedan chair, and they all went to Yi Chen.

The crisp sound of "pola" kept coming from the air, and a golden short sword roared out, passing through all the magic weapons quickly, cutting them into the sky, and regaining the original appearance of gold and stone, landing on the ground. The overflowing spiritual energy was forcibly absorbed by the short sword and turned into the "sword essence" of the short sword itself. In terms of power, Huaguang, a flying sword forged by the first-class master in the fairy world, is at least a hundred times stronger than the magic weapons created by the "Hundred Vehicles Tower". In particular, Yi Chen, as a master in the illusion world, deals with these cultivators with the highest level of Nascent Soul Condensation, naturally, as if they were to destroy and destroy, and could not stop their sharpness.

Yi Chen let out an evil, terrifying laugh: "Very good, very good, you are very brave, right demon guard, kill them all."

Gore shouted with a trembling shout, raised the sword in his hand and emitted a blazing flame. Driven by the power of his own wind, a large wind and fire tornado appeared in the air. The howling wind blade mixed with the high-temperature three-flavor fire, which looked so terrifying.

Ling Ping shouted: "No, no, no, we all surrender, we all surrender... Senior Messenger, we... we surrender." After Ling Ping finished speaking, his face was pale. After exchanging helpless and bitter eyes with his fellow brothers, Ling Ping knelt down humiliatedly on the ground. After all, half of the disciples of the "Benyi Sect" had just been slaughtered, and the remaining half seemed to be completely like a zombie move. Ling Ping could not imagine what a terrible scene would be if his fellow brothers were like this.

Yi Chen shouted angrily: "Kneel down and swear to obey the 'original demon' forever, otherwise you will all die... Hahaha, do you want to kill all the brothers and brothers by showing a person's backbone? Kneel down and swear, use your most severe oath to swear quickly." Yi Chen exuded endless pressure, covering all the disciples of the 'Bai Qi Tower'. The "mind confusion technique" followed his violent shouts into the depths of the hearts of these 'Bai Qi Tower' disciples, and implanted a seed of fear and depravity in their hearts. They would never be able to practice to the advanced level again in their lifetime, unless they had external forces to help them break Yi Chen's spiritual prohibition.

These disciples of the "Bai Qi Tower" were stunned for a moment, looking at the senior brother (master, master) who was kneeling on the ground, looking at his slack back, all of them rushed to their hearts, regardless of whether they were Yi Chen's opponent, the more than a hundred youngest and most impulsive monks flew out the sword light, and their bodies and swords were one by one and stabbed towards the sedan chair. Yi Chen snorted coldly, and the "Lion Roar" roared with all his strength. A loud "roar" sounded, and a ball of white energy flashed a hundred feet in the area near the sedan chair. The more than a hundred monks and their swords were shattered.

These unlucky ghosts have not yet cultivated to the Nascent Soul, and once their bodies are destroyed, a wisp of soul will float and disappear. Fortunately, Yi Chen has not used the "Soul-Destroying Divine Sound" secretly taught by the Demon Palace, otherwise their souls will be scattered and they will never be able to be reborn in their entire lives.

Ling Ping shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Do you want to kill all your fellow disciples? Kneel down, and you will be so fucking kneeling down to me."

Hearing Ling Ping, who has always been accustomed to scold, more than a thousand disciples of the "Baiqilou" cried in unison and slowly knelt on the ground. Yi Chen smiled gloomyly: "Very good, not bad, swear, swear to obey the leader of the "original demon", otherwise, I will kill you all... Those who know the times are heroes, and when the person dies, there will be nothing left. You want to show your loyalty to the "Baiqilou" and don't have to joke about the lives of your fellow disciples, right?"

Ling Ping bit his lips tightly and whispered: "I swear in the name of Ling Ping's ancestors that I will defect to Lord 'Original Demon' in this life and will never dare to betray him. If there is any disobedience... The sky is thunder, and my soul is scattered and I will die."

Yi Chen sighed: "Such an unsimple oath? No sincerity at all. Forget it, come back. You said, if you dare to rebel, then the 'Baiqi Tower' will be completely eradicated, and no one will be left behind. Hehe, after all, you still have a few elders out there, and I am not interested in causing trouble for them. As long as they do not die, there will always be a chance to develop the 'Baiqi Tower' again. Swear with their lives, otherwise, I will kill all your fellow disciples."

Ling Ping trembled all over and he whispered: "You, you devil."

Chekov suddenly teleported to him, and a heavy knee pressed against his jaw. Chekov said with a grim smile: "Do you dare to talk to the boss like this? Swear, otherwise..." A blue light flashed from Chekov's forehead, shining everywhere, making people unable to open their eyes. With a finger, a wisp of blue light flew out, wrapping around a nearby mountain that was more than 300 meters high. With a 'bang', the entire mountain was cut off from the waist. It slowly rose from the ground under a blue light. With a thunderous momentum, it flew to the top of the 'Hundred Vessel Tower' and was about to fall.

Chekov smiled proudly: "Hehe, look at my spells that move mountains and rivers?" He was proud. His mental power was much better than ordinary mana. As long as his spirit could withstand it, he could hardly do anything...

Lingping's face turned ashes, suddenly turned around and kowtowed hundreds of loud noises at the 'Baiqi Tower'. His forehead was suddenly covered in blood and blood. He roared: "Lingping, with the ancestors of all the ancestors of the 'Baiqi Tower', swore that if Lingping and other disciples dared to rebel against the 'Arizona Demon',... the 'Baiqi Tower' was destroyed and could not be reborn for a hundred kalpas."

Yi Chen applauded gently and smiled: "Okay, okay, okay... you all have to learn from your senior brother. Smart people always take advantage of them. Hurry up, swear, my patience is limited."

The disciples of the "Bai Qi Tower" burst into tears and made the same vows. Sky and the seven of them laughed, and a blood-red whirlwind swept down from the sky, covering the bodies of Ling Ping and several other major disciples. Weird moans came from the whirlwind. At the extreme climax, Ling Ping and the others completed their "first embrace" and were transformed into vampires. According to the situation of observing the disciples of the "Only One Sect" these days, all monks will basically increase their strength after being transformed, so if they were not psychologically resistant, Chekov almost let Sky take him into a bite.

Yi Chen needs Ling Ping and others to control the disciples of the "Bai Qi Tower", so it is a normal choice to improve their strength and turn them into servants who will never resist. Of course, in order to better control the disciples of the "Bai Qi Tower", Yi Chen needs to let them completely erase their conscience and morality and make them completely degenerate demons. In this way, even if the terrifying legend of the "Original Demon" disappears in the future, these degenerate monks and those orthodox monks will have a comprehensive fight, and the temple will no longer be able to absorb masters from it to replenish their strength.

What else can the method that can completely degenerate a serious monk besides letting them kill innocent people?

The blood clan secret technique "bewitched" enveloped the entire "Bai Qi Tower". As Yi Chen waved his hand, a trace of silver light flew out, like a spiritual creature, and drilled into the headquarters of the "Bai Qi Tower" and began to look for the magic weapon for the "Bai Qi Tower" to establish a sect. For a moment, strange lights shot back with the silver light and floated near the sedan chair. The light waves flowed, and the surroundings were bizarre for a while, which was called a wonder.

Yi Chen's silver light was attached with a trace of his own soul, so he could clearly sense everything in the building. He cracked the barriers one by one, and defeated the barriers one by one. Those powerful magic weapons with strict defense were also taken out one by one by one by one. "Hundred Vessels Tower" was a good player in making magic weapons, but the magic of this strange access control was completely tidy, which was cheaper at this time.

He carefully sensed more than a hundred excellent magic weapons floating in front of him. Yi Chen selected a few very good ones and gave them seven of them. The others were given to Ling Ping, who had high status and seniority, and ordered them to start fusion with the magic weapons on the spot.

The disciples of "Bai Qi Tower" have now been controlled by Skye's dark magic, and at this moment they are completely empty. Apart from obeying orders, they cannot control their actions at all.

Yi Chen smiled faintly: "Five hundred miles south, where the mountain gate of the 'Evil Heart Palace' is located, you have to choose this sect and set off."

The sedan chair soared into the air, followed by thousands of monks. Lingping, who were fully merging with dozens of most precious magic weapons in the "Hundred Vessels Tower", was caught by Yi Chen's breeze and followed them flutteringly.

Within seven days, Yi Chen swept across all nearby sects and used all the most obscene, shameless, despicable and dirty means to force the disciples of the sects to follow him. All the monks with higher levels were transformed into their descendants by Skye and the others; while those weaker monks made the vocational stolen in "Water Margin" under the control of Yi Chen, and that was, their hands were covered with blood and made inexplicable vows. It was impossible not to follow Yi Chen.

In a hurry, Yi Chen occasionally looked back and there were more than 50,000 monks following behind him. He couldn't help but sigh that on earth, the world of monks is such a small circle, and here there are too many monks, just like the whole nation. Think about it, as long as your foundation is a little better, someone will come to take in the door to take in the disciples. If you have achieved success in your cultivation alone, your relatives, the three aunts and second grandmas will follow you into the same sect, and it will be difficult not to grow or grow.

Feeling that the cultivation trend of these planets was so prosperous, Yi Chen took all the people he had subdued to board the heavy flight ship when he came and roared towards another distant planet. Yi Chen couldn't help but be proud of his proposal. He had already thought of a plan to use Skye's and his instinct to conquer these monks, so he deliberately chose the largest flight ship. Fortunately, it was now in use.

As Yi Chen kept injecting his true energy, his energy crystal resonated with him, and then emitted a dazzling white light, which began space teleportation again.

At the mountain gate of the "Online Sect", Zachs, who suddenly heard the bad news, hurried back with several junior brothers. Looking at the headquarters that was burned by Jester in front of him, and looking at the purple-black blood stains left on the ground, although Zachs was profound in his path and his Nascent Soul was stable, he still couldn't turn it over in one breath and fainted.

Several junior brothers slapped Zax's chest in panic, and finally rescued him back. Zax was already jumping and yelling: "I, I, I want to eat that 'mother world demon', he... Oh my God... My 'mother' foundation for a million years is destroyed today. We are sorry for the ancestors of 'mother'."

Just as Zachs and the others were wailing on the ruins of the headquarters, more than a dozen elders from the 'Hundred-Quest Tower' also encountered great trouble. They looked at the looted headquarters, and before they could react, they were surrounded by more than a hundred monks. These monks from the 'Evil Heart Palace' looked fierce and their tone was gloomy, saying: "Old ghosts, you instructed your disciples to destroy our mountain gate while our masters of the 'Evil Heart Palace' came out. We must do this account well."

Yi Chen left behind several people for each sect that he destroyed, and forcibly instilled some memories of inverting right and wrong in their minds. Therefore, these wise helpers from the temple suddenly started to fight inexplicably, and they were so anxious that the envoys stationed here to mobilize people and urgently asked the temple to send powerful men to reinforce him.

Boston, a highly developed planet with a highly developed civilization, the monk sects on it have close ties with the temple, and secretly holds a large part of the power of this planet. On this planet, everything is in an odd way and orderly manner. The monk sects are not only a symbol of power, but also an important tool for various countries to intimidate other hostile countries. At the same time, these monk sects have also organized into alliances and struggled with the strange creatures that live between humans.

Overall, this is an interesting planet, which is simply a replica of the Holy See and the Dark Controversy on Earth. However, the various forces on the Boston planet do not know what kind of people these monks are, and they do not know their connection with the temple. For them, it is only possible to have powerful people to serve themselves, so why do we need to investigate so clearly?

Yi Chen's flight ship openly landed on an interstellar port in the Republic of Boston Star Tantes. He held a legal passport from the Senke Federation and had a full set of legal documents to prove that he was a very wealthy interstellar traveler. His flight ship was crowded with monks like canned sardines, all concealing their physiological aura and avoiding the inspection of external scanners.

After bribing several port officials without looking for sensuality, Yi Chen brought his twelve subordinates to the territory of Tantes. As for those monks, Yi Chen left them some practice techniques, and they could improve their skills on the flying ships. Anyway, they are all thugs in the future. The stronger the thugs, the better.

Looking at the gray sky, sucking in the polluted air, and looking at the hurried pedestrians on the road, Chekov sighed: "Oh my God, it's a bit like London."

Yi Chen yawned, took out a jade sect without interest, and began to check the situation of the monk sect in the Tantes Empire. He murmured in a low voice: "Well, it's very fun. Their only sect of monasticism is the 'Moon Alliance', which can skillfully use various advanced high-tech weapons, such as high-energy electric crossbows and high-energy swords... Oh my God, are they modern versions of the witch hunter or something? But, um, this is very interesting. They can use certain means to stimulate the growth of their personal body, make their bodies stronger, and can accommodate more true energy. Except for a few high-level officials, no one can use their disciples, or in other words, their disciples cannot get good flying swords and magic weapons. These things are luxury goods for them."

Yi Chen smiled secretly and said with a smile: "Sky, maybe we can easily make this place a mess. Although the intelligence says that their leaders are very powerful, I think they can't bear it even if we use the human sea tactics?... Well, use the human sea tactics to assassinate several of their leaders, and then pretend to be done by other forces, let them fight to the death. Let's set off to another planet."

Chekov wailed: "Boss, it has been two months since you teleported. Can we find a place to eat, drink, and then find a beautiful woman to play with?"

Yi Chen hummed casually: "Okay, okay, you go find a place. Well, the headquarters of the 'Moon Alliance' is at No. 1049 Greenster Street. Well, it's so rich. Moreover, the intelligence personnel of the Demon Palace, namely the subordinates of Chu Hongye and the bastards, were really bored. They actually told us that the land price of one square meter there was millions of standard credit points. What's the use of this kind of information? It's strange..."

As soon as Yi Chen finished speaking, two young men walked over from a distance ahead, with a small moon sign on their sleeves, indicating their identities: "Members of the Moon Alliance."

Jester's eyes flashed, and he scanned their physical condition in an instant, and was surprised to find that their true energy was just in the beginning stage, but their physical strength was really comparable to that of a monk after the Nascent Soul Condensation. Chekov also discovered this situation and couldn't help but mutter: "Damn, the body is so strong, the typical idiot with developed limbs and simple minds."

Two young men came over, while Yi Chen grabbed one close to him with one hand, and asked in a common language with a smile: "Dear friend, can you ask, where is the best hotel nearby? I am a person who cares about life taste. I need the best wine, the best food, the best woman. Oh my God, I will pay you. Please take me over and have a look?"

The young man who was caught by Yi Chen only felt a thing like a vise pinched him. His wrist pulse was so painful that he could not move at all. He wanted to speak, but a strange heat current rushed straight into his head, making him unable to say a word, so he could only 'hum' twice.

Yi Chen said with a smile: "Did you agree? It's great, my god, please lead the way, here, here." He dragged the young man who was "leading the way" and walked away. The disciples of the other month alliance next to him looked at him in panic and at a loss, and hurriedly followed. Jester and the others sneered maliciously and followed him.

With the wishful thinking, Yi Chen took the two guys who came to a remote place and asked for confession.

Thinking of the proud part, the force on Yi Chen's hand increased by three points again. The young man was sweating coldly and almost fainted.

Yi Chen was walking forward, and suddenly several people in white robes turned out from the street in front and walked in another direction. Yi Chen was shocked, and his hands were greatly increased. With a "bang", the young man's wrist was crushed by him.

Jester and the others also noticed something wrong with Yi Chen, so they hurriedly walked up. Looking at the few white-robed men who were walking farther and farther away, Chekov shouted in surprise: "Fili?"

Another young man had already discovered something was wrong. Looking at his coma companion, he expressed a low doubt: "Who are you? Enemies? Or friends..."

"Full of the Year, Next Time"
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