He is the supreme of the demon world, invincible in the six worlds, and seeks defeat alone all his life.

There are very few people in this world who can see him.

"Fight with this seat !!" The domineering, self-respecting majestic male voice resounded in the sky, Chonglou's red hair flew wildly, his face was like a knife and an axe, his facial features were profound and handsome, and his dark and deep eyes were surging with fierce battle spirit and domineering contempt for the world.

As a direct grandson of Shennong, with the purest Shennong bloodline, Chonglou has been extremely talented and powerful since birth. The race gave him endless life, and the long time gradually consumed his already few emotions, and only the battle could bring some passion to his lonely life. But time flies, he is getting stronger and stronger, and there are fewer and fewer opponents, he hasn't had a happy battle for a long time, his blood is shouting for battle, and his heart is longing for his opponent!

Since Feipeng's reincarnation, Chonglou once thought that after Feipeng, no one could be his opponent, and no one could alleviate his loneliness.

At this moment, he suddenly found that there was another person who could be his opponent.

"Cut"

Gu Kun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he knew that Chonglou was a martial idiot, and to put it simply, he was a battle maniac who liked to experience the fun of fighting.

He wasn't interested in competing with Chonglou right now.

"@川云, help me deal with this guy called Chonglou."

In the chat group, after Gu Kun Aite met Chuan Yun, he waved his hand and the white robe swayed gently, and the space rippled and distorted, and then, his whole person disappeared.

"Hmmm! Space Magic?!! ”

Seeing Gu Kun's figure disappear, Chonglou was stunned for a moment, and his face was full of astonishment.

In this world where the laws of space are relatively stable, Chonglou can easily travel to and from the Six Realms, coming and going freely, relying on the magical power brought by being a direct grandson of Shennong and having the purest Shennong bloodline.

Some are similar to those talents inherited from bloodline in "Panlong".

To put it mildly, in the use of the power of space, Chonglou thinks that he is second, and no one in the Fairy Sword World dares to call him the first.

But Gu Kun's hand made him stunned again.

"You're the one who is the heavy building?"

Just when Chonglou was deep in thought, and before he could come back to his senses, a calm voice sounded, interrupting his thoughts.

A white-robed young man dressed in white standing in the void, his cold face was sharp and angular, without losing a bit of heroism, and his whole body exuded a kind of palpitating majesty.

"You are ......" Chonglou raised his eyebrows, and then remembered that this person was the one who defeated the Nine Heavens Xuannu not long ago.

"That hypocritical woman of the Nine Heavens Xuannu was defeated by you?"

Chonglou looked at Chuan Yun coldly and said expressionlessly.

Why can the entire Six Realms be regarded as an opponent and confidant by Chonglou, and only Fei Peng is alone?

In addition to Fei Peng's strength on par with him, what is more important is that he and Fei Peng have a sense of pity for each other in the competition.

The two are also friends and foes, and they are each other's tacit confidants.

The divine realm, in Chonglou's view, is a hypocritical, lonely, and boring place. In the eyes of the Six Realms, the supreme and holy Protoss is actually the embodiment of a group of rights and desires in the eyes of Chonglou.

What all beings are equal, and what god realm is selfless and selfless for the human world, all of them are made up by these extremely hypocritical gods to fool people. Especially as the Emperor of Heaven, Fu Xi can kill his compatriots Shennong and Nuwa for the sake of power, even if he is strong, he can't look down on him.

Although Chonglou is said to be a man who admires strength and has an impulsive temperament, he is also a good man who is arrogant and upright.

In the entire divine realm, only Fei Peng, who watches the gate, can become Chonglou's best friend, treat each other honestly and confide in each other.

"Let's do it, finish it early."

Chuan Yun nodded, but his bland words had an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

Originally, Chuan Yun wanted to go to the ghost world to get a glimpse of the secret of reincarnation, but he was called by Gu Kun to deal with Chonglou, which made him very depressed.

Chonglou's face sank, obviously seeing disdain in Chuan Yun's eyes, which really made him unhappy,

The flame wave blood blades on his arms slowly unfolded, and the sharp aura seemed to be able to cut through the void, and the surging demonic qi rose into the sky.

The sky exploded, and a flash of lightning struck the Yanbo Blood Blade, emitting a roaring electric sound, and two pairs of jet-black wings stretched out behind him, the demonic aura steaming, and the purple light scorching.

In an instant, Chonglou actually teleported in front of Chuan Yun, and two sword qi like a blood-red crescent moon quietly appeared in front of Chuan Yun, gently slashing down like a ghost, and the space around Chuan Yun's body was like a tofu block that was stabbed open by these two knife qi that seemed to have no smoke and fireworks. In this move, Chonglou not only used the Yanbo Blood Blade, but also added some of his perceptions of the laws of space.

Zheng!

What Chonglou didn't expect was that the young Taoist in front of him slowly stretched out his white and slender hands, which seemed to be slow, but as fast as thunder and lightning.

The open five fingers actually caught the fierce and terrifying blood blade, like holding chopsticks in one hand, easy and freehand.

Dead silence all around!

Chonglou's pupils shrank suddenly, exerting unbelievable strength throughout his body, but those white hands were like the most majestic existence in the world, unable to shake.

The monks under the Heaven Covering Law take the path of polishing the body, digging up their own divine treasures, and the body is amazingly strong.

"The Yanbo Blood Blade, one of the Nine Springs artifacts?"

Chuan Yun looked with interest at the flame wave blood blade that he reached out to catch, emitting a scorching wave.

Legend has it that during the Chronicle of the Gods, Emperor Fuxi once took a wisp of spring soul from each of the nine springs, fused it with the Meteorite Divine Iron, and cast nine supreme artifacts, which were given to the amazing talents among the three ancient clans.

The Yanbo Blood Blade was forged from the soul of Yanbo Spring, and the power in his own world was also comparable to that of the king's divine weapon, not inferior to the Burning Silence Sword, one of the seven fierce swords of Longyuan that he obtained.

"You're a lot stronger than that Nine Heavens Xuannu"

Chuan Yun felt the scorching aura emanating from the Yanbo Blood Blade, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Haha, I didn't expect that since Feipeng, there is still such power between heaven and earth!"

Chonglou laughed out loud instead of angry, his eyes burning with burning battle intent and desire for victory.

Only a strong man can completely stimulate his fighting spirit.

Immediately, Chonglou's figure flashed and retreated hundreds of miles away.

"Good! You've surprised you, come back!!! ”

In an instant, the demon yuan around Chonglou was extremely active, his eyes suddenly opened, and a terrifying power erupted from his body, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to be condensed into substance, with an irresistible power, such as the supreme god and demon, and the strongest blow also burst out.

"Demon Blood Bullet!"

A demonic blood bullet that was as black as ink and exuded an aura of destruction pierced the sky. Exuding the power of destroying the world, everywhere he went, the void distorted, and spatial ripples rippled layer by layer.

"It's kind of interesting"

Chuan Yun sneered, his dark red aura flashed, and he sacrificed a long sword with a fiery red body. I saw the fiery red long sword, the sword grid is the surname of flame, the sword body is long and thin, the center is slightly blue-purple, and the whole is like a burning flame.

One of the Seven Fierce Swords of Long Yuan, Burning Silence!!

Holding the burning silence in his hand, Gu Kun slashed down with a sword, and thousands of zhang sword rays shot out, and the gold rolled out, overwhelmingly crushing in all directions, as if tearing open the sky, and a terrifying aura enveloped every corner of this world.