The timing chosen by Ling Chen can be said to be an excellent time to shoot, whether it is the right time and place, or the angle position, it is the best choice, once the shot, it is bound to hit, and there is no possibility of mistakes!

Hong Shixian was not a straw bag, and when he felt the astonishing killing intent behind him, he suddenly turned around, and his body made a dodge movement, wanting to avoid the attack.

However, even though he had reacted in advance, his body was still hit by the flickering golden dragon!

Click!

The crisp sound rang out, Hong Shixian's body was directly pierced by the golden dragon, and a huge blood hole appeared at the mouth of his heart, and blood suddenly shot out of it!

"Who?"

was pierced by a sword, and a frightened look appeared on Hong Shixian's face, this sword almost killed him directly!

"Like you, someone who wants the ancient spirit chalcedony."

In a flash of golden light, Ling Chen's figure emerged from it, but Ling Chen's face at this time was covered with a mask, and others couldn't see his true face at all.

The moment Ling Chen appeared, he also said coldly to Hong Shixian, "Don't worry, as long as you give up the ancient spirit chalcedony, I can not take your life." ”

"Bastard, what the are you going to think of the idea of Gu Ling chalcedony?"

Hong Shixian's face quickly gloomy, and the cold glint in his eyes flickered, but just as his words fell, not far away, a miserable scream suddenly sounded, and he saw that his fellow disciple Jiang Lin was also attacked by a surprise attack, and his right arm was cut off by a woman in red with a sword, and he was very seriously injured.

"Damn, did you premeditate?"

Hong Shixian's face was ugly, but he didn't allow him to say more, but Ling Chen had already slashed with another sword, and this time, it was close to his eyebrows.

Seeing Ling Chen's sword kill, Hong Shixian suddenly shouted, and a layer of dark blue cold flames suddenly erupted from all over his body, and the flames suddenly swept up behind him, condensing into a huge dark blue fire finch.

Nine Nether Sparrows!

At the moment when Ling Chen's sword struck, the dark blue fire sparrow also suddenly flew out from Hong Shixian's back, and opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blue flames at Ling Chen!

The blue flames swept out, and even the ground below was condensed into a layer of ice, and everywhere it passed, all life withered and froze!

However, in the face of such a flame sweep, Ling Chen was not shocked at all, a cold glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he swung out the Drifting Snow Sword in his hand!

The sword light turned into a golden dragon shadow again, and swept out in a straight line.

Bang!

The golden dragon shadow blasted heavily into the dark blue flame with an extremely brazen momentum, and in just an instant, this dark blue flame was scattered alive!

If Hong Shixian had the strength of the peak, the Nine Nether Flames he urged would naturally not be broken so easily, but he had just been hit by Ling Chen's attack, and his body had suffered heavy damage, and his strength had naturally declined severely.

Poof!

In the shadow of the dragon, the domineering sword was like lightning, hitting Hong Shixian's body, and in an instant, his body was crushed again!

Yes!

Hong Shixian let out a terrible scream from his mouth, and all the bones of his whole body were shattered and turned into powder, which can be said to be broken bones, and the blood in his mouth spurted out wildly without money, and it was also mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"I've already given you life, but it's a pity that you don't cherish it, since that's the case, then I won't keep you."

Ling Chen's breezy voice reached Hong Shixian's ears, and at the moment when the words fell, Ling Chen also followed with a sword descending, and with a "bang", it stabbed Hong Shixian's head.

A blood hole was pierced through the center of his eyebrows, and the vitality in Hong Shixian's eyes was slack, and with a "bang", his body fell to the ground with a bang.

Hong Shixian, die!

After killing Hong Shixian, Ling Chen just sucked forward with his palm, and the ancient spirit chalcedony flew out of Hong Shixian's body, and even the other party's storage ring also fell into Ling Chen's hands.

"Not bad!"

Just a little probing, a touch of joy appeared on Ling Chen's face, so many ancient spirit chalcedony, I am afraid that it can refine a considerable part of the essence of the dragon, which will undoubtedly be of great help to him to condense the complete body of the dragon.

"What, Hong Shixian is dead!"

Jiang Lin saw that Hong Shixian's body had fallen and his vitality was slackening, and a look of disbelief suddenly appeared in his eyes, their true disciples of the Spring and Autumn Sect were actually killed?

"Bastard, the Spring and Autumn Gate won't let you go!"

Jiang Lin's eyes sank, and he roared sharply.

"I'll talk about it when you get back alive."

As soon as he said this, Tang Yurou, who was not far in front of him, snorted coldly, and a touch of killing intent appeared in his beautiful eyes, in a place like Chaos Wanyu Mountain, death and injury are normal things, even if it is a disciple of the Spring and Autumn Sect, since he has already made a move, he must not leave a living mouth, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

At the moment when the words fell, the fiery red long sword in Tang Yurou's hand had already suddenly torn through the void and came out, and the gorgeous fire phoenix soared out from the majestic sword qi and swept towards Jiang Lin!

Jiang Lin only had one arm left, and the other arm hadn't grown so quickly, so in a hurry, he could only quickly take out a shield with his left hand and block it in front of him, however, that fire phoenix-like sword qi suddenly reversed direction in mid-air, and it actually drew an extremely amazing arc in the sky, flying towards the sky above, avoiding Jiang Lin's defense, and falling from the top of Jiang Lin's head with lightning speed!

In just the blink of an eye, this fiery phoenix-like sword qi completely enveloped this Jiang Lin!

Yes!

The terrible screams rang out, and under the frightened gaze of the disciples of the Spring and Autumn Sect, Jiang Lin's body was burned inch by inch, and in just a few breaths, it turned into ashes.

"Senior Brother Jiang Lin is also dead, run!"

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and by the time the other Spring and Autumn Sect disciples reacted, Hong Shixian and Jiang Lin were already dead, and their first thought was, run!

But Ling Chen and Tang Yurou would not let them run away.

In this Chaos Ten Thousand Domains Mountain, if you don't put your mind to it, the last person to suffer will only be yourself!

Tang Yurou urged the sword in his hand, stepping on the flame phoenix, and every time he swung the sword, he would burn a Chunqiu Sect disciple to ashes.

And Ling Chen's gaze was in the crowd, locking the figure of a young man with a panicked face who was fleeing frantically.

It was Hua Yunhe.

Nine Heavenly God Emperors