Chu Huan cultivated inside the Winning Sea, and the people outside the underworld gathered more and more, it was so many that it was staggering, and it was originally a grand event where each of them competed for opportunities, but it faintly became a big melee between races for opportunities.

After all, when the sea was opened, the Winter Wood King Qingtian Demon Wood entered to capture Chu Huan, but it was only in an instant, and he was hit hard, and only a big chance would have the ability to instantly hit the king level, of course they didn't know what was inside this spatial crack, and they didn't know what that black lotus was.

But whatever it is, it can't be taken easily, that's what the races think.

Chu Huan didn't know the situation in the outside world, and he was still obsessed with the cultivation of magic skills.

At the bottom of the sea, as the virtual images of thousands of Chu Rings rose into the air, terrifying laughter shook the universe, and those who heard it were like falling into the abyss of ten thousand demons, once this kind of demonic attack was formed, not to mention a demon warrior of the same level, even if it was a king level, it would be instantly affected by the mind.

That's not all, the next scene that is even more rebellious appeared, Chu Huan, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly exploded, and his figure immediately changed to a phantom in the sky, the most surprising thing is that Chu Huan's phantom in the sky, the look of each phantom is actually different.

Each phantom is like an independent individual, with its own unique posture and unique look, which no longer seems to be the product of that speed, and is closer to reality.

However, in the next moment, thousands of figures returned to one, combined into one palm, and the monstrous dead air suddenly filled the entire sky over the winning sea, and then the dead air quickly submerged into the winning sea, and the three thousand miles of winning the sea shook more than once.

With this slap, the world seemed to have lost its vitality, which was terrifying.

As the saying goes, all demons are one, and all living beings die.

The current Hades Thirteen Smiles really show a little domineering taste, this is the top heaven-level magic skill, the most quintessential moves!

Ten thousand demons are shocking, and the sky is powerless, this is the essence of this palm.

The practice of one move took Chu Huan for ten days, and Chu Huan did not take any rest, and turned to the practice of the next move.

To be honest, the Ten Thousand Demons Shocking Palm and the Phantom Demon Evil King Fist are both king-level moves, these two moves are completely different moves, and the Ten Thousand Demons Shocking Palm is played with one palm, and there is a feeling of cholera in the world, but the Phantom Demon Evil King Fist is not.

This is an authentic hand-to-hand combat fist.

Chu Huan sat on the black lotus platform, his eyes were closed, slowly rising from the bottom of the sea, his expression was changing rapidly, sometimes surprised, sometimes furious, sometimes hiding his face and sobbing, all kinds of expressions, constantly changing on Chu Huan's face.

Just like the flowery face of the earth's Peking Opera, the sun is shining one second, and the next second is a shower of rain and thunder, Chu Huan's expression transformation is simply richer than the earth's national actors, and the kind of eyes that see through everything in the world can't be played by actors.

The Phantom Demon King Fist is a hallucinogenic and chaotic offensive fist, especially for demon warriors with weak minds, this fist method is simply deadly.

"Huh!"

A strange laugh sounded out of thin air, it was Chu Huan's voice, the moment this voice appeared, if there was a low-level demon martial artist with a weak mind around him, he could draw a knife and wipe his neck on the spot.

Even if it was a demon martial artist of Chu Huan's level, this weird laugh suddenly sounded, and his mind was about to be greatly impacted.

At the same time as the laughter floated, Chu Huan also moved, and the figure on the lotus platform suddenly floated out, splitting into thousands of figures, and the figure suddenly shrank like a school of fish frightened, and thousands of figures were grouped into one person, and then a punch burst out, and the figure exploded on the spot, turning into thousands of figures again, and when attacking, it was unified again.

However, if there are careful people, it is not difficult to see that at the same time as Chu Huan attacks with each punch, the expression on his face is also changing with the attack.

In other words, every punch attack of Chu Huan is attacked with demonic thoughts, and the Phantom Demon Evil King Fist is actually a combination of demonic martial arts and demonic thoughts.

But... The tricky boxing method does not mean that the lethality is not strong.

"Boom!"

The fist was like a swimming dragon, Chu Huan blasted out with a punch, the air rippled heavily in the space of thousands of miles, and a vacuum channel only the size of a fist stretched for thousands of miles, and a touch of black death power quietly penetrated through the space of thousands of miles, which looked very terrifying.

It is conceivable that if this trick continues, if the person who wins the trick does not have any special ability, he will already be defeated.

The phantoms in the sky were all together, and Chu Huan's figure appeared on the lotus platform again, and he exhaled a long breath, and his eyes slowly opened.

The two moves of the Thirteen Laughs of the Hades King were practiced, but Chu Huan didn't seem to be satisfied, because these moves did not fit perfectly with the death mystery of the Underworld Misanthropic Lotus.

To say that Chu Huan's current mystery of death, there are two understandings, one is the normal mystery of death, and the other is the unique mystery of the misanthropic lotus, the thirteen smiles of the Hades are in line with the ordinary mystery of death, but it is somewhat incompatible with the unique mystery of the misanthropic lotus.

Therefore, Chu Huan had already had an idea to rely on the unique mystery of the world-weary lotus to create his own unique sword moves!

Of course...... This sword move is the latest move of the Phantom Demon Sword.

"Buzz!"

The mad sword floated up from behind Chu Huan, quietly hanging in front of Chu Huan, Chu Huan's eyes stared at Jian Feng without waves, just like that, he looked at it quietly, at first glance, it was seven days and seven nights, Chu Huan originally stared at Jian Feng sharply, and his momentum was rising.

And this is the sword intent of the earth's sword cultivation, Chu Huan never thought that in this world, Chu Huan would be able to recondense the sword intent, in this world without sword intent, Chu Huan's move is definitely unique!

"Buzz!"

The mad sword shook, with Chu Huan's demonic thoughts, the mad sword rose into the sky, a crazy sword roar, shook the entire winning sea, the moment the mad sword flew out, Chu Huan's eyes suddenly lost his mind, all his will, has gone with this sword, if this sword fails, Chu Huan's mind is the first to start, if this sword is successful, Chu Huan's sword path soars.

This is the sword intent of the earth sword cultivation, one sword takes away the entire mind, if it is not successful, it will die, and one sword will go east and never return.

It wasn't until this moment that Chu Huan found a little bit of the feeling of his previous life!

"Ah!!h

Chu Huan, whose eyes were blank, roared angrily, the body of the mad sword shook, turning into a sword mist in the sky, the sword mist formed a black lotus virtual image, and the lotus virtual image also carried Chu Huan's angry scream, this sword actually gave people an illusion, this was not a sword stabbing coming, but the feeling that Chu Huan's whole person smashed over.

"Boom!"

A sword slashed out, and the three thousand miles of Yinghai weak water was divided into two, leaving only a thin line of sword marks in the middle, but Yinghai weak water couldn't erase this crack for a long time, and it took ten breaths before this sword mark dissipated.

"Oh my God!"

Liao Hongmei was in the underworld, her eyes almost popped out, this sword was simply terrifying, although Liao Hongmei was not a princely power, but her knowledge was also extensive, she had never seen Chu Huan use a sword like this.

Of course, this sky-high sword intent passed through the realm of Winning Sea, and directly dispersed the breath outside of Winning Sea, and the people who guarded the spatial rift in the underworld were all elites of all races.

Their eyes were slowly widening because... This sword made them feel death, and the indomitable sword intent made their hearts tremble.

Including the old kings of Tianmu King, they all felt the danger in this sword intent.

"It's... What the hell is this!What kind of move!" King Lei Du looked at the spatial rift, he couldn't calm down for a long time, he was also determined at this moment, even if he turned his face with all the clans today, he would protect Chu Huan.

Maybe... This is the third shocking figure of the human race, Chu Huan's edge, which is really too strong.

"This move, the Phantom God Black Lotus Slash!Silent Divine Sword Originality!" Chu Huan's voice was slightly hoarse and smiled faintly, his smile was full of pride, it seemed that after this sword, Chu Huan regained the feeling of sword cultivation back then.

This is the arrogance of a swordsman's sword cultivator!

Unconsciously, in just a few dozen days, Chu Huan didn't seem to have noticed that his cultivation was slowly improving invisibly, and he was now at the peak of the Hou level unconsciously, the power of the misanthropic lotus was slowly strengthening him, and the terrifying energy of the misanthropic lotus, Chu Huan was only the tip of the iceberg.

To put it mildly, now he is the misanthropic lotus, but he can't fully control the misanthropic lotus, this requires a process, just like a person has a new magic weapon, and he always has to adapt to it in order to exert his power.

And... The current Chu Huan didn't want to increase his cultivation, he had already discovered that since he got the Misanthropic Lotus, his murderous intent was getting heavier and heavier, otherwise he would not have re-condensed the sword intent, in the Demon Martial Continent, how difficult it was to condense the sword intent, Chu Huan's swordsmanship attainment was not low, but when it came to the sword intent, there was none.

Sword intent does not belong to this world in the first place.

On earth, a swordsman who has not yet entered the Dao can have sword intent, but in this world, it cannot.

If it weren't for Chu Huan's use of the power of the Underworld-weary Lotus, I'm afraid that until death, Chu Huan would not be able to condense a sword intent.

In a trance, Chu Huan also calculated the time, and Chu Huan was taken aback by the time, the sword just now seemed to be extremely fast, but the sword actually took more than ten days, and it felt like an instant, but in fact, a long time has passed.

In the three-trick killer training meeting, Chu Huan actually used up forty-six days, and time flew by.

It looks like it's about to be time to get out of the customs.

Suddenly... Chu Huan's eyes were attracted by a figure, that is, the blood corpse in the ghost monument, she was lying on the weak water of Yinghai, taking a bath...!

This weak water is actually extremely poisonous, and the king-level does not dare to contaminate it at all, but the blood corpse can swim in it.

Not only can she, but even Zunyue can, this win the sea weak water, although the name has the word water, but it is actually a precipitation of dead air, all kinds of sea water are pure dead gas, so for Zunyue and the blood corpse, this water of the winning sea is still a great supplement.

"Xiao Hei once said that the Forty-Nine Heavenly Winning Sea Realm is out of the Underworld, but where am I going to get this Winning Kelp?" Chu Huan seemed to understand something, and smiled with relief: "I was a little worried before, but now I am not worried!"