The young monk, standing with the other descendants of the bitter sea, quietly watched as his martial saint powerhouse made a move, trying to overcome the cold silence in the valley.

Looking up from afar, it is about the thirteenth and fourteenth realms.

In terms of his age, the cultivation realm is not low, and it is undoubtedly a bitter sea.

However, under normal circumstances, if you want to besiege the fifteenth realm, the cold silence with two black dragon qi will definitely not be them as the main force.

It's more about joining forces to besiege, blocking the path of cold silence and breaking through, and giving a hand to the powerhouses of the Martial Saint Realm or the peak of the Martial Emperor of the Fifteenth Realm in the same sect.

When Leng Lone, who is seriously injured, weak, and exhausted, the people of Kuhaimen, who are relatively low in cultivation, can also try to rush up.

But right now, when the masters of the same sect are trying to use demons to overcome the loneliness of sentient beings, the others just need to stay around quietly.

However, this young monk suddenly took matters into his own hands.

Chen Luoyang looked from a distance through the perspective of the Bankaidao people, and just saw the other party suddenly pull out a jet-black long knife from nowhere.

If it's just that, it's nothing.

In addition to the famous Rulai clutches, there are naturally other world-famous masters.

Second only to the clutches of Rulai, there is an Infernal Sword Technique, which is domineering and weird, making the enemy feel as if he is in an infernal hell and cannot die.

But after this young bitter sea disciple stabbed him in his hand, the momentum of the whole person suddenly became different.

The domineering sword intent rushed into the sky.

This monk's cultivation seemed to have skyrocketed suddenly, soaring all the way to the realm of the Martial Saint.

Everything happens only in an instant.

While Chen Luoyang noticed the strange appearance of this young monk, the master of the bitter sea was also surprised.

The Bitter Sea Martial Saint, who was trying to overcome the silence in the valley, turned his head to look down.

The palm power that was originally aimed at the valley changed the target at the first time.

Although he didn't know why he changed his elbows and armpits, at the moment when the other party's sword intent was full of intent, the old monk had already judged that it was not the infernal sword technique inherited from his own Boundless Temple.

The word "enemy attack" jumped directly into my mind.

And it is a strong enemy.

Therefore, the old monk did not hesitate, and immediately changed the target and attacked the enemy behind him first.

It's a pity that the opponent's strength is already above him, and it is a sudden attack, although the old monk reacts quickly, he is still caught off guard.

A black dragon, soaring into the sky, with an unparalleled edge.

In the sound of the dragon's groan, the dark sword light that cut through the sky and the earth broke the palm power of the old monk's hasty response, and then directly slashed at him.

The old monk is a bitter sea and is said to be supernatural and transcendent.

At the same time as drinking through the changes in the palm power of Maha and the Demon Crossing Sentient Beings, the boundless palm intent of the sea of bitterness also enveloped his whole body.

The black dragon-like sword light rushed into the sea of bitterness and raged, turning the world upside down.

And the young monk shot ruthlessly and decisively, and he didn't stop shooting after a knife.

The old monk's sea of bitterness was boundless and hasty, and it was finally torn apart by the continuous frenzied violence!

The sword light slashed heavily on the old monk's body, and blood instantly sprinkled all over the sky.

The other descendants of the bitter sea all looked at the young monk in shock.

“...... The Dragon Emperor Tianfeng of Western Qin?!Don't listen to the junior brother, you ......"

The young monk stood with a horizontal sword, his expression was calm and waveless, and his eyes implied a look at the world.

Chen Luoyang looked at the young monk from afar.

At this moment, he could vaguely see the sky above the other party's head, as if there were three illusory black dragons circling.

"It's not that you don't hear your junior brother, you are from Xiqin?" The people of the bitter sea were shocked and angry in the face of the ignorant demon monk who had suddenly skyrocketed to the realm of martial saints.

However, they did not dare to step forward, but hurriedly gathered around the seriously injured old monk.

“...... Let's go!" the old monk didn't dare to hesitate, but immediately prepared to retreat.

After a few moves, he could clearly feel that the other party's strength was unbelievable.

Up and down in Western Qin, among the martial saints of the Sixteenth Realm, there is no such master.

If I had to say yes, it would be just one person.

The old monk has lived long enough and has seen the rise of many strong people.

Among them is the strongest master of the Western Qin Dynasty in the past hundred years, the previous Hongchen giant, Li Ce, the Great Emperor of the Western Qin!

Emperor Li Ce of Qin, really did not die, and even successfully borrowed the corpse to return his soul, and also went to this Yongyue Mountain Range.

Although the old monk couldn't judge for a while how the other party's incarnation didn't hear the demon monk and how he had concealed his perception before, he could be sure that he was going up now.

It's a pity that the demon monk didn't mean to let these people go.

He held a long black knife, like a tiger entering a flock, and smashed into the crowd of his fellow disciples at the previous moment.

The old monk had been seriously injured, and the rest of the people had nothing to fear.

The furious sword light turned into black dragons, flying all over the sky, killing the Kuhaimen people present with the momentum of killing them all.

Chen Luoyang incarnated as a half-sea man, looking at the scene in front of him, he groaned slightly.

His heart quickly moved slightly, and he noticed that someone had quietly slipped out of the valley that had just been besieged by the Bitter Sea disciples.

Naturally, it was a cold silence.

This man's faith and will are really persevering.

Under the serious injury and weakness, he gritted his teeth and struggled to resist the transformation of the demon crossing sentient beings, and under the repeated tug-of-war, he was afraid that his spirit was already extremely weak.

But after the pressure was slightly reduced, he did not let up, but keenly grasped the current situation, continued to grit his teeth, and took advantage of the opportunity of civil strife in the sea of bitterness to escape.

Perhaps, it was also because he felt a greater threat......

Ignoring the demon monk, he didn't seem to react to the cold silence slipping away.

His goal is still to kill all the Kuhaimen people in this place first, leaving no one alive, as if to avoid leaking secrets.

In addition, Chen Luoyang clearly felt that the other party seemed to be intentional or unintentional, and glanced at the side of the half-sea people.

This perception is unusually keen...... Chen Luoyang said secretly in his heart.

He also didn't chase after Leng Lone, but stayed where he was, quietly watching the demon monk slaughter the people in the sea of suffering.

When the blood was exhausted, the demon monk glanced in the direction of the Bankaidao people again, and then raised his knife and chased after the side where Leng Lonely had fled.

Chen Luoyang's incarnated half-sea Taoist moved unhurriedly and followed behind the demon monk.

The other party could detect the half-kaido people following him, but instead of having a seizure like Fang Cai, he first looked for the cold silence of the escape.

Leng Lone's experience in the army, as well as his ability to hide and hide his whereabouts and forge traces in the face of round-up and pursuit for a long time these days, are extremely outstanding.

But at this moment, he seemed to know that these methods could not be concealed from the demon monk, so he only tried his best to run as fast as possible.

But the demon monk really seemed to know the specific location of Leng Lonely, and chased it all the way.

Leng Lonely was injured, and there was a gap between the cultivation realms of the two sides, and they escaped for a long time, but they were still caught up after all.

Ignoring the demon monk's feet in the air, calmly overlooking the cold silence of the mountains and forests below.

Leng Lonely's breathing was heavy, but his gaze did not shy away, staring directly at the unheard demon monk in mid-air.

The young monk turned his head to look behind him.

The half-sea Taoist incarnated by Chen Luoyang had already stopped, looking at the demon monk and the cold silence from afar.

He didn't show up.

Although the demon monk noticed its traces, he did not find it in the cold silence.

However, seeing the appearance of the demon monk, Leng Xiao also had some guesses in his heart, suspecting that another master had arrived nearby.

He calmed his breath, silently stabilized his mentality, and calmly faced the opponent in front of him.

The demon monk looked at the half-sea people.

The eyes of the half-sea people no longer looked at the young monk himself at this moment, but fell on the jet-black long knife in the other party's hand.

If he had a substantial line of sight, the gaze in the eyes of the demon monk who did not hear it was slightly condensed.

Looking at the three black dragon phantoms looming above the head of the demon monk, Chen Luoyang knew it in his heart.

In front of him, it was Li Ce, the Great Emperor of Western Qin.

However, it was not the young monk.

It was the long black knife in his hand.

The young monk is a monk who does not listen to the demon monk himself.

But now he is just a puppet controlled by a long knife in his hand.

So before he drew his sword, the other bitter sea warriors didn't find any clues.

And when the long knife was in his hand, he was like the Western Qin Emperor possessing his body, turning into a black dragon and commanding the heavens and the earth.

Of course, it is not the Western Qin Emperor in his heyday.

On that day, in Zhengyang City, the capital of the Western Qin Emperor, Emperor Li Ce of Qin was ready to resurrect himself with cold silence, but Chen Luoyang interrupted the ritual and took away the word "soul" Tianshu, so that the resurrection failed.

Of the five black dragons transformed by the essence of power, two of them also reached Leng Lone's body.

However, this domineering emperor is indeed extraordinary in his art industry, and under such unfavorable circumstances, he still forcibly carves himself out of a way out.

Now it seems that the remnant soul of Emperor Qin at that time was attached to such a long black knife.

If someone picks up a long knife, if they are not strong enough, or if they are weak-willed, they may become a knife slave and become a puppet controlled by the knife.

Knife slave puppet, can be replaced.

The long knife attached to the remnant soul of Emperor Qin was carried by one knife slave after another, wandering around and hiding, secretly plotting to restore his strength.

He is suspicious by nature, and his current situation is very easy to be picked up, so he has never returned to Zhengyang City.

Or, he wanted to wait for his own strength to recover to a certain level before regaining power in Western Qin.

Before that, he needed a proper body.

There was nothing more appropriate than the planned container Coldness, especially when Coldness also had two other black dragon breaths.

There is also a real sense of contact between them, and the closer they get, the sharper and more accurate the sense.

Emperor Qin Li Ce ventured into the Yongyue Mountain Range in person, and the two sides were close to this distance, and it was very simple for him to find Leng Lone.

The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that there seemed to be someone who was following him, and his cultivation was good.

However, if this mysterious man really wanted the fisherman to profit, Fang Cai made a big mistake and let him kill the people of the bitter sea.

If this mysterious man joins forces with the old monk of the bitter sea, there may be hope that something good will happen to him.

But now......

Under the control of Emperor Qin's remnant soul, the demon monk no longer looked at the half-sea Daoist, and directly slashed at the cold silence below.

Leng Silent gritted his teeth, resisting the sword light that fell from above.

But the moment the two swords and lights came into contact, there was a change again.

The three black dragons roared, circling and flying in mid-air.

Then Leng Silence felt that the two black dragon qi in his body were about to break through and fly out uncontrollably.