The Blood Martial Dynasty, a behemoth, stands in the west of the Central World, ruling the world's demons.

The disciples of the royal family, naturally, are not simple, and there are no weak ones.

Normal people would not take the initiative to provoke the prince of the Blood Martial Dynasty, and Xiao Chen naturally would not either.

But the other party hit Xiao Qingchen with the idea, and sent a master to sneak into Qingshan Town.

The two masters, one was captured and the other was killed, since this feud has been settled, there is no need to think too much about Xiao Chen.

Two days later, when the morning sun broke, an undisguised demonic might appeared outside the city.

Xiao Chen and Sang, as well as Qin Zhuolin, sensed the existence of this aura at the same time.

The middle-aged man in bloody clothes who was imprisoned in the dungeon also sensed this breath, and his face showed a look of excitement: "It's the Eighth Prince!"

Now there is salvation, with the status and strength of the eighth prince, Xiao Chen does not dare not let go.

But without much thought, he was taken out by Sang.

A moment later, Xiao Chen and the three of them gathered, and the middle-aged man in blood was imprisoned and cultivated, still on the side.

Rumble!

At this moment, a demonic cloud enveloped the entire Qingshan Town, the sky darkened instantly, and the rising morning sun was completely blocked.

The villagers of Qingshan Town didn't know what was going on, and they seemed at a loss.

The black pressure of the demon cloud contained terrifying magic power, which made people panic, and the heavy pressure made Xiao Chen and the three of them feel a little uncomfortable.

Qin Zhuolin frowned slightly: "Such a strong demon, these eight princes, before they appeared, they came to a dismount." ”

Xiao Chen's eyes flickered, thoughtful, and others didn't know what he was thinking.

"Since the Eighth Prince is here, why don't you show up for a while. ”

Xiao Chen opened his mouth and said softly, not loudly, but it made the whole city hear it clearly.

At the same time, his dragon power quietly spread out, and the residents in the city suddenly felt that the pressure was reduced a lot, and when they heard Xiao Chen's voice, their hearts also settled down.

"You are not qualified to see me, let my people go, I can act as if nothing happened. ”

The voice of the Eighth Prince, with a sense of majesty and anger, echoed in all directions.

Every word fell, and the magic power that shrouded the sky over Qingshan Town would be aggravated, and the city was already a little crumbling.

"I'm afraid you don't want to show up. ”

Xiao Chen said lightly, and when he saw Qingshan Town, a blood-colored big bird appeared, with feathers all over his body conspicuous as blood, glowing with a faint light, and he opened his mouth and sucked it violently.

It's the Demon Vulture!

The terrifying Demon Cloud, in the eyes of the Demon Blood Vulture, is a great supplement.

Xiao Chen gave an order, and immediately devoured it, and within a moment, the clouds were cleared.

In the sky above Qingshan Town, a figure appeared, wearing a blood-colored robe, the collar and cuffs of the robe were trimmed with gold, looking gorgeous and noble.

The demon blood vulture sucked this, he didn't want to reveal his true body, and there was no way not to show it.

Shout!

In front of Xiao Chen and the three of them, a gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing people's clothes and clothes, and the green silk moved, and their eyes were slightly unable to open.

In a red light, the Eighth Emperor appeared in front of Xiao Chen and the three of them coldly, his expression gloomy, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes.

Adult King!

The cultivation of these eight princes has reached the realm of a great adult king, with the demonic power on their bodies, as well as the bloodline of the dynasty, the momentum is dignified and the oppressive force is extremely strong.

But Xiao Chen and the three of them were all expressionless and indifferent.

It's just a little strange that these eight princes actually came alone, and there was not a single guard or master by his side.

I don't know if it's because the artist is bold, or if there is a master, hidden in the dark.

The Eighth Prince glanced at the middle-aged man in bloody clothes lightly, and the other party was a little ashamed and didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of the Eighth Prince.

Xiao Chen said calmly: "Make a price, if you are satisfied with me, you will take this person away." ”

"Offer?"

The Eighth Prince was slightly stunned, and then sneered: "This should be the funniest joke I've heard, you are a miscellaneous dragon who was driven out by the Divine Dragon Empire, and the person who captured me still dares to blackmail me." ”

Click!

Without any warning, I saw the Eighth Prince suddenly come out and flick his fingers.

A wisp of blood-colored energy shot out, and before the middle-aged man in blood could react, a blood hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

He was imprisoned and cultivated, just like an ordinary person, he couldn't block the blow of the Eighth Prince at all, and he died on the spot.

The middle-aged man in bloody clothes fell to the ground and couldn't stand a blind eye, he still thought he was the confidant of the Eighth Prince.

Who knows, the eighth prince didn't even look at him a few times, and killed him with a shot.

Sang and Qin Zhuolin were both a little surprised, they didn't expect the methods of the Eighth Prince to be so ruthless.

"No one can threaten me, let alone be a piece of waste. I thought you were a powerful character, a miscellaneous dragon is a miscellaneous dragon, and your vision is so low, it's just a laughing stock. I'm not here today, not for this waste, but for the Yin Body in your city, and I'll take it away if you make a price. ”

The Eighth Prince looked arrogant, looked at Xiao Chen coldly, and didn't take the other party to heart at all.

Seeing that the other party didn't say a word, he only felt that he was shocked by this shot.

Sure enough, I haven't seen anything in the world, and the strength of the adult king is so good, he can be regarded as a master anywhere. But in the Blood Martial Dynasty, the number of such great adult kings is not too many, and if you kill it, you will kill it.

"Who allowed you to kill him?"

"What did you say?"

The eighth prince was slightly stunned, and looked at Xiao Chen a little strangely, what he said was inexplicable, but he was just a subordinate of some royal blood, and he needed your consent to kill him himself?

"It's just a waste, I'll kill it, I need your consent?"

"Even if it's waste, it's waste in my hands!"

Rumble!

Before the words fell, the Supreme Dragon Fist was unleashed in an instant, and Xiao Chen blasted out with a punch.

The dragon power of the whole body was shocked, and with the Wanlong diagram in his mind, this fist group of dragons had no leader, and the form and spirit were all there.

The Eighth Prince was slightly surprised, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he had to meet it with a punch.

Boom!

As soon as he made contact, the Eighth Prince was directly shocked by this punch, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

I didn't expect that Xiao Chen's power with one punch could have such terrifying lethality.

It's not like a little adult king who can be cast at all.

The offensive contained in the fist had far exceeded the limit of the little adult king, and he looked at Xiao Chen in some astonishment.

"You dare to do it to me?

What surprised him even more was that Xiao Chen, the prince of the Blood Martial Dynasty, actually dared to do something directly against him.

With a shock of demonic power, the Eighth Prince roared angrily, erupted into a monstrous sound, slapped it on the ground, and pounced fiercely towards Xiao Chen.

Wow!

Between the jumps of the body, the huge momentum instantly crushed the hall where Xiao Chen and the others were into pieces.

Especially on his body, there was a strange blood light flowing from his body, enveloping him like water.

"Xiao Chen, this is the Blood Demon Armor, it's very difficult to crack, don't fight with him. Qin Zhuolin recognized this strange martial art, and opened his mouth to remind Xiao Chen, asking him to avoid the edge for the time being, and not to fight hard with the counterattacking Eighth Emperor Prince for the time being.

But Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to it, and directly struck it, the second form of the Supreme Dragon Fist, and gathered momentum!

His green dragon bloodline has been transformed into fifty percent, and there is a picture of ten thousand dragons in his mind. Now that he is performing this dragon clan's first attack secret technique, it has long been incomparable, and the Supreme Dragon Fist is in his hands, and the power is fully displayed.

Thousands of dragon shadows converged on him, and this punch blasted out, and the Eighth Prince, who had a strong counterattack with monstrous demonic might, blasted back.

The third type, Tianlong has no regrets!

Pride and righteousness, cohesion, this punch, no regrets!

The fourth type, angry and unfair!

Pride and righteousness turned into anger, heaven and earth were discolored, and the anger of the heart shook the heavens.

Boom!

When the fourth move of the Supreme Dragon Fist was unleashed, the blood demon armor on the Eighth Emperor's body clicked, turned into a pool of blood and splattered out, and was directly forcibly blasted.

The Eighth Prince spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale in an instant, and his Blood Demon Armor was actually broken!

Qin Zhuolin on the side was also taken aback, he never expected that Xiao Chen would be so violent, and he would directly blast through this blood demon armor.

"Damn!

The Eighth Prince roared angrily, his eyes widened angrily, and blood seeped out. The whole person looked gloomy and terrifying, and in the depths of his eyes, strange golden sigils appeared.

"Xiao Chen, this is the secret technique of the Blood Martial Dynasty, once it is unleashed. You can summon the Infernal Blood Prison refined by the Blood Martial Dynasty, which is the Blood Prison refined by the Blood Martial Demon Emperor under the command of the Three Thousand Demon Lords, once you fall into it, there will be death and no life!"

Qin Zhuolin's face changed slightly, he didn't expect that Xiao Chen would force the Eighth Prince so badly.

It's just a few tricks, and even the secret art has to be displayed.

"You are all going to die, none of you can escape, you have angered me!"

The Eighth Prince's face was hideous, and in the depths of his eyes, the phantom of the Blood Prison expanded little by little. In the sky, there are blood-colored lightning, constantly cutting through the sky, the wind is fierce, flying sand and rocks, a scene of the end of the world.

But Xiao Chen was not in a hurry, calmly took out the knife, the spirit and martial arts were one, and only one knife was released.

In this world, except for the knife in his hand, there is only black and white left.

Poof!

The Eighth Prince screamed, his eyes burst, and his eyes were directly pierced by the dazzling sword light.

Covering his eyes with his hands, the eighth prince died in pain, and screamed heartbreakingly.

"Uncle Huang, kill him for me, kill him, I'm blind!"

Qin Zhuolin and Sang returned from shock and sobriety, their faces changed greatly, is there anyone else here?

Thump!

When he was in doubt, an old man was thrown to the ground in embarrassment, and Chu Xiang and an old woman slowly fell in the air with Xiao Qingchen.

Qin Zhuolin couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, it turned out that these eight princes had shrouded Qingshan Town with demon clouds at the beginning.

just wants his imperial uncle to quietly take away Xiao Qingchen.

But he didn't know that Xiao Chen had already made a countermeasure, not only did he lose his eyes, but his only reliance was also in a worrying situation.

[Thanks to the Silver Alliance Leader, the 29th Degree West rewarded 500 vertical and horizontal coins. 】