Tang Chen didn't talk nonsense, and directly sacrificed the thunder and lightning martial spirit, the thunder and lightning are the breath of the sun, specializing in restraining demonic things.

Demonic secret techniques such as spells can be broken directly with thunder and lightning.

After sacrificing the Thunder and Lightning Martial Soul, Tang Chen's body suddenly exploded with thunder and lightning, and then emitted the most violent aura, instantly bursting the black bloody world.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the black light curtain that enveloped Tang Chen burst open, and the brilliant thunder and lightning light bloomed out, dazzling like the sun, and the terrifying energy dispersed, rolling up the gravel on the ground, and rushing around.

The black-robed man was swept away by Yu Wei, but he retreated sharply.

Gradually, the light dissipated, Tang Chen stood in place intact, Shi Yan's expression changed slightly, and the young man in white narrowed his eyes slightly.

Only the black-robed man trembled slightly, and his voice was extremely cold: "Okay, very good, I didn't expect you to have a thunderbolt martial spirit!"

Tang Chen just looked at him lightly, with a solemn expression.

If you don't have a thunder and lightning martial soul, you can just restrain it, I'm afraid you really can't break the other party's spell!

"You are really powerful, perhaps, you are the representative of the human race in this era!" the black-robed man looked at the young man in white as he spoke.

When Tang Chen heard this, his face changed slightly, this black-robed man was sowing discord.

Of course, Tang Chen knew that the luck of the human race could only belong to one human race in the end.

He and the young man in white are both human races, and the words of the man in black robe undoubtedly pushed him to the opposite side of the young man in white.

The young man in white also changed color slightly when he heard this, and he obviously knew that the black-robed man was sowing discord.

The black-robed man's words made Tang Chen's face turn cold.

Although the young man in white will definitely be killed, he will never tolerate being used by others.

Tang Chen didn't look at the white-clothed young man at all, but glared at the black-robed man angrily, and said coldly: "The kind of person I hate the most in my life, that is, a person like you who pretends to be smart!"

After that, Tang Chen gathered Zhenyuan and suddenly punched out, it was still a heavenly thunder fist, extremely domineering, and directly forced the black-robed man back ten zhang.

"Good!"

The black-robed man Sen smiled coldly, and then saw his figure flash, and in an instant, he was in the air, and the scroll in his hand was thrown towards Tang Chen, instantly enveloping the range of a hundred zhang.

At the same time, his hands flew and he kept repeating the mudra and chanting a mantra in his mouth.

"Blood Spell!"

In an instant, the scroll emitted a dark red light, as if forming an enchantment, enveloping Tang Chen in it.

At this time, Shi Yan and the young man in white also instantly lost Tang Chen's aura sense.

The white-clothed young man saw that the black-robed man and Tang Chen's figure had disappeared, so he looked at Shi Yan and said coldly: "You alien race, if you bow down and enslave me for a hundred years, I can consider letting you go!"

When Shi Yan heard this, he didn't get angry, he looked at the young man in white playfully: "What are you!"

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

The murderous aura of the young man in white was exposed, the sword on his body flashed, domineering and unparalleled, and his right hand was a knife, directly conjuring up a ten-zhang long fiery red knife and slashing towards Shi Yan.

Seeing this, Shi Yan's face remained unchanged, only to see the stone axe in his hand slashing out horizontally, and a white strange power conjured up a huge axe, facing the sword.

……

Tang Chen was in endless darkness at this time, it was like hell, but it was like a battlefield of Shura, bloody and bloody.

"Trash Terran, become a sacrifice of my blood clan!"

A strange voice suddenly echoed in the air, elusive.

Tang Chen's brows furrowed slightly, he couldn't capture the source of this voice at all.

If it weren't for the fact that he was confident enough in his spiritual sense, Tang Chen would still think that he had hallucinated.

"Trash Terran, become a sacrifice of my blood clan!"

That voice sounded again, and Tang Chen instantly unfolded his spiritual sense, still unable to capture that breath.

There is no way to do this, his spiritual sense is suppressed to the point that he can only explore the range of a hundred zhang, and at this time, he is in the enchantment built by the other party, so he naturally cannot find the trace of the other party.

However, Tang Chen knew in his heart that this was a black-robed man pretending to be a ghost.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, come out!"

Tang Chen put away his spiritual sense, looked at the dark space in front of him, and said lightly.

"Trash Terran, become a sacrifice of my blood clan!"

That strange voice sounded for the third time, as if it was an attack with divine thoughts, if it was an ordinary martial cultivator, I am afraid that he would really be bewitched by this voice and willingly cut himself.

"Get out of here!" Tang Chen shouted at the black hole in the void.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding dark space immediately changed, and the endless darkness instantly turned blood red, and a black figure appeared in front of him, wrapping himself in his robe.

"Very good! You are the first low-level martial cultivator to be completely unaffected in my Blood Domain Enchantment, and you are really different. The hoarse voice of the black-robed man rang out.

"No more nonsense!"

Seeing the figure of the black-robed man appear, Tang Chen's expression changed slightly.

"You can force me to show my true identity, you are proud enough!" the black-robed man smiled gloomily.

Tang Chen glanced at the black-robed man, and said with a slightly cold expression: "Enough nonsense?"

Tang Chen's voice was very flat, without any emotion, but it made the aura around the black-robed man become cold.

"Looking for death! Since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you!" The black-robed man snorted coldly, and killing intent poured out of his body.

The next moment, the monstrous blood surrounded Tang Chen, like a tsunami, and endless murderous aura gushed out, enveloping Tang Chen in an instant.

At this time, the figure of the black-robed man suddenly distorted, gradually becoming dim, and finally turned into six black figures, each of which was the same, shrouded in the robe, and it was difficult to distinguish its shape.

"Curse Kill!"

As the strange spell sounded, a figure instantly rushed towards Tang Chen's back, and the terrifying artistic conception of death shrouded Tang Chen.

At this moment, Tang Chen seemed to see endless mountains of corpses, endless killings, and the death of life!

Tang Chen even felt that his own life was dying.

"Interesting!"

Tang Chen smiled lightly and directly sacrificed the thunder and lightning martial spirit, instantly dispelling the death qi that shrouded his body.

It was only a few breaths before Tang Chen felt that the phantom behind him had disappeared and returned to the place where he had been standing.

Tang Chen's expression was silent, looking at the six black figures in front of him, and said with a light smile: "What other means, just use it!"

"Damn it!"

The black-robed man drank coldly, and then saw that the six figures instantly turned into six illusory skeleton ghosts, wrapped in a terrifying death aura, and killed Tang Chen.

Tang Chen's expression changed slightly, and the other party's move was a bit powerful.

Tang Chen instantly turned the true yuan, and then his hands slapped six palms in succession, colliding with the six ghost shadows.

In the next moment, the energy collided to form six terrifying death storms, hovering in this bloody barrier.

(End of chapter)