No way.

"Hahaha, okay! The kid doesn't know how thick the sky is, then Benjun will let you know how powerful the existence of the Holy Realm is, don't think that I am the kind of good old man in the Fengqing Domain, I won't make any visualization dojos, waste my holy thoughts, if you are a mediocre person, don't want to walk over alive from Benjun!"

"Row-la-"

A blood-colored skull appeared out of thin air, and a terrifying demonic aura surged above the skeleton, and golden inscriptions were engraved on the skeleton, as soon as it appeared, it brought a great sense of oppression to Chen Ziling.

The demonic aura grew larger and larger, and the skeleton was divided into twelve, exuding a monstrous demonic aura.

The existence of the Holy Realm is worthy of the existence of the Holy Realm, even if it is the power of a Holy Thought, it is absolutely crushing the ordinary martial artist, perhaps only the top Yuanhe Realm Purple Mansion can remain calm in front of the Holy Mind of the Holy Thought.

"Boy, I don't want to kill you, ask you again, are you sure you won't retreat. ”

Chen Ziling shook his head, "Please ask your seniors for advice." ”

"Okay, let's see if you have a mouth as hard as your bones!Go to-"

As soon as the demonic sound fell, a sound like the roar of ten thousand ghosts in hell came out of the demonic qi, and one of the blood-red skulls was towards Chen Ziling.

The sense of oppression on Chen Ziling's body increased more than tenfold at once, and the power of the blood-colored skeleton was too powerful, much stronger than the previous thunder dragon.

But when dealing with the thunder dragon before, Chen Ziling could only use swordsmanship and body techniques, and he was also restricted, and choosing Chen Ziling was to fight with all his might.

"Boom—"

Just when Chen Ziling was about to urge Peng Lei to break through the void and avoid the blood skeleton, he only felt that the square space sank, and Chen Ziling was directly pressed in place and couldn't leave.

"I know that when you come out of Fengqing Domain, your body skills must not be bad, but in front of this gentleman, this is not enough!"

Chen Ziling's sword frowned, and immediately urged the artistic conception of fire and the artistic conception of the sword, and directly swung a sword forward.

The sword shines in the sky!

The sword fell, stabbing towards the center of the blood-colored skeleton's eyebrows.

The blood-colored skeleton opened its mouth directly, and a large amount of demonic qi poured out, wrapping the sword rays and swallowing the sword rays in one fell swoop.

At this time, the skull, which was originally only five feet in size, quickly grew in size, turning into a huge skeleton of five zhang in size, which looked even more hideous and terrifying, the cheekbones on the skeleton moved slightly, and there was an oozing laughter, and two magic lights shot out from the blood-colored skeleton, stabbing towards Chen Ziling's body.

Chen Ziling quickly knocked out the Chixiao Sword to block the demonic energy in the blood-colored skeleton.

At the same time, Chen Ziling urged the Immortal Flame Pill in his body, gathering the power of the flames in his body on his hands.

The power of thunder and fire is the most restrained by the Yin and the Evil Spirits, maybe the power of the flames can block the terrifying power of this bloody skeleton, if even the power of the Dark Flame Pill can't affect the bloody skeleton, then Chen Ziling, there is really nothing to do.

The power of the flame raged in all directions, and Chen Ziling did not hide any secrets, almost urging all the power he could mobilize in the Immortal Flame Pill.

He could feel that the power in the blood-colored skeleton was extremely powerful, and if he couldn't bear the Eight Achievements, it would be a serious injury, and even life-threatening.

"Hunyan Palm!"

Chen Ziling took out his palm, and the flames converged into a terrifying flame dragon, smashing towards the blood-colored skeleton.

"Wow-"

The blood-colored skull opened its huge mouth and spewed out a large amount of demonic qi towards Chen Ziling.

"Shattered!"

Chen Ziling shouted angrily and fell with a palm.

The two terrifying forces collided in mid-air, bursting out with dazzling and powerful light, making Chen Ziling a little unable to open his eyes.

"Boom—"

"Come again!"

Chen Ziling once again mobilized the power of the flames in his body and went down.

Under such a powerful power, the blood-colored skull directly shattered, shattering and spreading in all directions, turning into a stream of demonic qi to dissipate.

Chen Ziling was shocked back seven steps, and quickly urged Peng Lei to break the void body method and stabilize his body.

After stopping, Chen Ziling took a step forward and held the Chixiao Sword into his hand again.

The other eleven blood-colored skeletons still stayed in place and did not continue to rush towards Chen Ziling.

"Not bad. ”

A majestic voice appeared in Chen Ziling's ears.

Eleven blood-colored skeletons shattered and turned into monstrous demonic energy, and the demonic qi converged towards the middle, and a middle-aged man wearing a black armor and red cloak appeared in front of Chen Ziling.

Domineering and intimidating.

is also a sage, when facing the Fengqing Domain, although he also has a sense of oppression, it is like a breeze blowing on his face, and he does not feel any discomfort.

And in this middle-aged man's sense of oppression, there is a sense of evil, murder, and blood, which is breathless.

Chen Ziling had never felt what it was like to be oppressed by the powerful Holy Power.

The middle-aged man's blood-red eyes looked at Chen Ziling, his face was full of authority, and his long hair was casually draped behind him, like an evil king.

And Chen Ziling stood in front of him with a straight body, without the slightest fear, and being able to maintain such a mentality in front of a saint is not something that ordinary people can do.

What's more, Chen Ziling is still facing a terrifying demon lord.

Looking at Chen Ziling in front of him, a look of approval passed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"This monarch is the honorific name 'Qingyan Demon Lord', cultivated as a Second Tribulation Void Saint, and is the Demon Lord of the Qingmo Demon Gate. The middle-aged man said slowly.

"The younger generation has seen the Demon Lord. Chen Ziling clenched his fists.

Whether it is cultivating demons or cultivating Buddha, it is one of the martial arts, in essence, there is no difference, the martial road is the bloody killing road, many people who do not cultivate demons, kill, more powerful than many demon cultivators.

Although demons kill, although they may also kill indiscriminately, they are not moral, and many times people who cultivate demons are more upright than some monks who claim to be righteous.

The Xuanmen and the Evil Temple do not represent all forces, and there are still many independent existences outside of the two.

Those who can be in this ancient holy road are all the predecessors of the saints in ancient times, no matter who they are, they are worthy of Chen Ziling's respect.

"It's surprising that your body is not only not a spirit body, but it is so broken. Mo Xuan Demon Lord's eyes fell on Chen Ziling's body, and there was a faint smile on his face, not a mocking smile.

"I originally thought that Tianjiao, who could walk into this ancient holy road, was at least a spirit body, but I didn't think that there would be a person who had been abolished dantian. The Qingyan Demon Lord continued.

"Spirits and other God-given things, the younger generation really doesn't have that kind of luck. Chen Ziling replied.

"In ancient times, many monks cultivated the physical body, and there were also some people who were able to cultivate the acquired spirit body. The acquired spirit body is not inferior to the innate. ”