A large amount of chaotic purple dragon qi in his body was consumed, and the halberd in Ning Chuan's hand was also constantly waving, taking away the lives of several demon Dao disciples every time, and when he was opposite to those deacons, Ning Chuan retreated at the touch of a button, leaving more strength to kill those disciples of the Ming Realm.

Although those disciples couldn't do any harm to Ning Chuan, they couldn't stand the number of them, one person slashed down, and Ning Chuan's body began to have a few more knife marks, if it weren't for the strength of the chaotic body, Ning Chuan's qi and blood would have dried up.

But even so, after Ning Chuan killed hundreds of people, there were still a lot of wounds on his body, the knife wounds were covered with sword wounds, and the sword wounds were covered with fist and foot scars, the Dao Dao was superimposed, and the blood flowed, which looked simply shocking.

The remaining deacons became more and more frightened, although they were in the same realm as Ning Chuan, but they asked themselves if they fell into this situation like Ning Chuan, they would definitely not be able to do this, at most they would desperately kill dozens of disciples of the Ming Realm.

On the other hand, Ning Chuan had turned into a hundred-mile-long divine dragon as early as the beginning, and the dragon's breath was falling like a catastrophe that destroyed the world, and most of their demon Dao disciples were killed and injured in an instant.

I thought that in this way, the aura in Ning Chuan's body would have been consumed, but I didn't think that he still had that kind of strength, and the body technique under his feet was even more mysterious, and between tossing and turning, it actually made their attacks all fail.

In the eyes of these deacons, Ning Chuan was like a monster, there was not the slightest flaw in his body, his body was mysterious, his strength was strong, and his aura was majestic, he was simply a perfect martial artist.

Just thinking about it, he saw that Ning Chuan had already cleared the demon Dao disciples on the side, bathed in blood all over his body, and was attacking them, his face changed at the moment, and six or seven people were full of horror, and they launched an attack together to block Ning Chuan's halberd.

There are still three or five hundred people watching from a distance, since Ning Chuan's first attack, they have been scared, they don't dare to step forward again, at this moment to see those greedy people being killed by Ning Chuan one by one, they are shocked in their hearts, and they can't believe it.

But the most is still happy, and he was completely afraid in his heart, and secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, I was not blinded by greed, it was not a human at all, he was a divine dragon, how could the power of mortals be hard to fight with the divine dragon." ”

Although there were still seven of their deacons among them, and seven warriors of the Incarnation Realm besieged them, they didn't think that Ning Chuan would be defeated in their hearts, after all, Fang Cai's scene deeply shocked their hearts.

They don't treat Ning Chuan as a human anymore, that's a divine dragon!

But seeing Ning Chuan rushing left and right, the basic halberd method was used in his hand one move at a time, and the footsteps and body methods were staggered, but the siege of the seven people did not fall into his body, but Ning Chuan continued to force back the seven of them with strong strength.

The collision again and again made the hands of the seven of them tremble constantly, the so-called inch long and inch strong, the Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd exerted great power in Ning Chuan's hands, and suddenly a halberd slashed down in the air, cutting off the blade of a deacon, and the halberd blade slashed down his chest, and a halberd dissected it.

The deacon looked at the broken weapon in his hand in a daze, and could not turn back for a long time, only to fall to the ground after a moment, leaving a place of blood and no sound.

At this moment, the fighting intent of the remaining six deacons suddenly collapsed, although their faces did not show panic, but their hearts were already in turmoil, and they themselves already subconsciously thought that they could not be Ning Chuan's opponents.

The six people scattered and fled, Ning Chuan smiled coldly, and launched the Flying Dragon Dance Technique, and in an instant, he had already caught up with a person, and a halberd pierced through his back, and the person suddenly became cold.

Immediately, the figure moved, turned a direction, and pursued another person, the six of them were still a little smart, they didn't lose their minds because of the collapse of their battle spirit, and they also knew that they were scattered and fled, leaving Ning Chuan with no skills.

But Ning Chuan's flying dragon dance technique is so powerful, how can they speculate, it didn't take long to catch up with the second person, the six of them resisted together, and it was still a little difficult, and at this moment they fled separately, it seems that they will have a glimmer of life.

But in fact, they miscalculated Ning Chuan's body technique, thinking that the flying dragon dance technique was just flexible, but they didn't want to be very powerful in catching up, the deacon was powerless to resist in Ning Chuan's hands, and after several battles, he was already defeated and retreated, and as Ning Chuan struggled to fall with a halberd, he was also souled to the sky.

After killing these two people, Ning Chuan killed two more people, so that the remaining two people ran a long distance, and one of them had already run too far, Ning Chuan was worried that there would be an ambush so he gave up chasing the man, and instead pursued the other.

Not long after, Ning Chuan had already seen the figure of that person, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "Come and kill me, what are you running, even if you run, how far can you run?" ”

Ning Chuan was about to unfold his body to pursue, but suddenly felt that there were a few strange and familiar breaths coming, and the reason why that aura was said to be strange and familiar was because their aura fluctuations were something that Ning Chuan had never been exposed to at all, but it seemed that he had seen it there.

That's right! It's the breath of those four people, although it's different, but it's roughly the same! Ning Chuan thought of the four people of Yuanchen Yuansu, Yuanwei and Yuanzhang, they seemed to be the disciples of the Zhongzhou Great Sect Xingyun Mansion, if this was the case, then the few breaths he felt now were not also the people of Xingyun Mansion?

But seeing that the demon path disciple hadn't run out for a long time, he ran into a group of people head-on, there were only sixteen of them, led by two old men with white hair and beards, who faintly exuded the charm of the Great Dao, and looked very extraordinary.

Behind them were fourteen people dressed in seven-star robes and holding seven-star swords, divided into two teams and followed behind the two old men, walking in the direction of the Big Dipper, with restrained breath and no fluctuations. If it weren't for Ning Chuan's comprehension of the Heavenly Dao, he wouldn't have been able to detect the breath of those sixteen people at all.

The demon deacon was on the run, and suddenly saw sixteen people blocking his way in front of him, and he was immediately angry, and the magic knife in his hand slashed down without saying anything.

The two old men frowned for a while, but they didn't move, but the two teams of fourteen people behind them reached out at the same time, and the fourteen sword lights were exactly the same, except for the slightest difference in direction, the condensation level, speed and strength of the sword lights were exactly the same, as if the same person stabbed out the fourteen swords in an instant.

The demon deacon was shocked, he knew at this moment who he was provoking, the fourteen sword lights attacked, he didn't even have the mind to resist and escape, not to mention the fourteen sword lights, even if it was any of them, he couldn't resist it, the deacon's heart was sad, he closed his eyes and waited quietly for death.

Maybe it was an honor for him to be able to die under the cooperation of such a strong person! He thought so, but the next moment he heard an old voice say, "Stop!" ”

The fourteen sword lights were withdrawn together, the speed and technique were still exactly the same, Ning Chuan on the side was shocked, he could see that the two old men had the Dao rhyme flowing, I was afraid that it was the existence of the realm of peeping into the Dao, and the fourteen people holding the seven-star long sword were the realm of the realm of living beings, and the aura was the same.

Ning Chuan looked at the fourteen people, and secretly thought to himself in his heart, with his current strength, although he would not die in the hands of those fourteen people, it was impossible to win, and even he might only have the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

But I heard the two old men ask the deacon, "You are a disciple of the Demon Dao, where is the so-called Mo Wurui?" ”

The deacon waited quietly for a moment, without feeling the slightest abnormality in his body, and suddenly heard the old man's question, slowly opened his eyes, and heard that what the old man asked was the Demon Venerable Mo Ruthless, and his eyes were suddenly full of fanatical worship.

"The Demon Venerable is in the Lack of Life Demon Palace, where was originally the first of the twenty-four sects of the righteous path, the mountain gate of the Liuxian Sect, but it was defeated by my Demon Venerable in three moves, and captured the Cloud Mist Peak and the Liuxian Palace. Later, the Demon Venerable used his supreme ability to snatch all the mountain gates of the twenty-four sects of the righteous path, and moved their mountain ranges to become twenty-four lifeless mountain ranges! ”

An old man was about to open his mouth to scold, but was stopped by another person, who quietly listened to the deacon's words.

"The strength of the Demon Venerable is far beyond the limit that mortals can understand, he can move mountains and reclaim the sea, cover the sky and the sun, and the Demon Venerable can even create his own world, let me wait there to enter the realm quickly, and build a huge martial pavilion, with thousands of internal martial arts and martial arts, and countless blades and weapons. Alchemy, forging, inscriptions, and array spells are all refined, and they are all perfect, and they are all knowledgeable in observing the heavens and counting the heavens! ”

The deacon admired Mo ruthlessly to the extreme, every word that came out of his mouth shocked the two old men, Ning Chuan had already known that Mo Wuru was so powerful, not only powerful, but also extremely powerful in other aspects.

But it's no wonder, after all, Mo Ruthless has lived for more than 40 million years, and his strength can only rely on years to slowly improve, and the extra time will naturally delve into other things, speaking of which, the formation spell is still imprinted on the body of the Blue Emperor, and manifested from the Heavenly Dao, but now that the Blue Emperor is missing, Mo Ruthless's formation attainments are not weaker than the Blue Emperor at all.

The inscription technique was founded by Mo Ruthless, and spread the world through the hands of Qianyuan Cangyue, but unfortunately Qianyuan Cangyue, although it was wonderful and gorgeous, it was also too fettered, and his heart was in the Pale Academy, and the inscription technique was only taught to the disciples of the Pale Academy, and there was no inscription in the eastern soil at all.

These things were all seen by Ning Chuan from Mo Wurui's memory of that drop of blood, and when he saw it for the first time, Ning Chuan was extremely shocked, but there were also some benefits, that is, he had seen Mo Wuru's experience, and he also had an impression of those things.

It's just that his mind is not on that, his mind is all on the path of transcendence!