True Qi had been running in his body for a week, and Luo Chen's martial soul was suspended on it, and a martial aura that was not angry and self-powerful emanated from his body, as if the air in the entire room was solidified.

Powerful spiritual power emerges from it.

Ah Huang was quite excited, and said: "Young man, you have basically stepped into the realm of dining xia, and this seat has already felt the existence of spiritual power." ”

Luo Chen cultivated his spiritual power and entered the real human realm, then he would also benefit.

"Why did I have broken through the Supreme Extreme Realm and directly cultivated my spiritual power, what's going on?"

Luo Chen could feel that his martial soul had become a substantial existence, as if he could perceive everything around him.

"When a martial artist enters the real human realm, his spiritual power is at the first level, which is very weak, and he can only perceive everything within a radius of ten meters around him, but you are different, after stepping in, he directly crossed five levels, and his spiritual power directly reached the sixth level. ”

Ah Huang sighed in surprise twice.

Luo Chen shook his head and said, "No, it's the spiritual power brought by the breakthrough of the Holy Qiankun Gong, after reaching the seventh level, my physical strength and spiritual power have been visibly improved. ”

"Bang!"

"Yes, young man, your physical body has directly reached the level of a half-step golden body, and in the future, maybe you can take the path of sanctification in the flesh. ”

Ah Huang picked up a piece of rune paper, and the rune paper turned into a rough and blunt sharp weapon, and smashed it towards Luo Chen's head, making a crisp sound.

Luo Chen said: "Sanctification of the flesh?"

"Yes, the path of martial arts, there is a path called the sanctification of the flesh, the martial artist is not only the martial arts cultivation to the point of becoming a saint and an ancestor, but even the physical body can enter the realm of transformation. ”

"But any martial artist who has become holy in the flesh can surpass ordinary saints by virtue of his physical body without using holy power. The strength is unfathomable, and it is extremely difficult to kill. Even if it is a supreme, or even an immortal, it is extremely difficult to kill a saint who has become holy in the flesh. ”

"Your ethereal root is absorbing the aura of heaven and earth all the time, like a funnel, refining your physical body repeatedly, and you have the most holy Qiankun Gong, it's not impossible to take this path. ”

Luo Chen said, "How many soldiers and pills did we collect before?"

Luo Chen and Ah Huang killed hundreds of thousands of people in the Blood Hidden Sect in a few days, and not only that, but they also saw the treasures in their space storage, and looted them all.

"Patronized the fight, Rong Benza counted. Well... Forehead... More than 300 spiritual weapons and thousands of pills, I can't count them, according to the price here in Lingwu County, it should be able to sell two or three million spirit stones. ”

Luo Chen could see very clearly that those pills and spiritual weapons were contained in a ring.

"You have a lot of treasures in your private collection?" Luo Chen said strangely.

"Young man, when this seat is not for your sake, such mundane things as buying and selling and doing business will be handed over to this seat. Ah Huang said solemnly: "Now, you have to concentrate on dealing with that demon girl." ”

Luo Chen said: "Having said that, I originally thought that if I died in a bloody battle, the Blood Hidden Sect would definitely collapse, and the situation of the Self-Sect would also be clear, and I could also return to the Moyu Sect to prepare for the Chongshan Conference with peace of mind and go to a bigger world." ”

"However, there is actually a martial arts myth in the Blood Hidden Sect, and the water of the Lingwu County is not ordinarily deep. ”

Ah Huang said: "I think, it must be the old man next to the demon girl, who killed the bloody terrification." ”

At this moment, outside the inner wall of the space-time crystal, there was an earth-shattering sound of shock.

Luo Chen and Ah Huang glanced at each other, stopped talking, and walked out of the space-time crystal.

A louder roar sounded, and the aura between heaven and earth seemed to be all evacuated in an instant, and the ground trembled.

In the sky above Bailu City, blood-red heavenly rivers collided with black heavenly rivers, intertwined into a large net, and rose into the air.

It's the myth of martial arts at war!

Luo Chen said: "The warriors of the Easy Realm fought fiercely, destroying the heavens and the earth, and even the space-time spar was fluctuated. ”

Ah Huang put away the talisman paper spread on the ground, prepared to run away, and said, "Young man, what are you going to do?"

"Wait until they're done before they go out. ”

Blood Feihong and the old man of the ink pen launched a fierce confrontation, and Xue Li took Yan Yunqing and others to fight with Xu Sansi, Duan Juexiao and others, and many forces fought.

An hour later, Mo Yuzong and the Confide Cheng Pavilion left behind hundreds of corpses of warriors.

Xiao Shunan and Chi Haitang fought with Bloody and were seriously wounded.

I have to say that the cultivation of blood is only under the myth of martial arts.

However, the losses of the Blood Hidden Sect and the Self-propelled Sect were even greater, with a total of 5,000 disciples killed and wounded, nearly 1,000 killed in battle, and more than 2,000 seriously injured, which can be regarded as quite tragic.

A pair of sharp eyes of Blood Feihong looked at the old man carefully, and there were many doubts in his heart.

"Who is Your Excellency, this master has been in retreat for many years, when did Lingwu County produce a master like you. "Blood Feihong said.

"Hey, hey, the blood lord and nobleman are so forgetful, the old man is just a painter from the Eight Wildernesses. The old man said with a smile.

The old man drew ancient words with a heavy pen in his hand, floating around his body, dissolving the blood of Feihong.

Each word contains millions of Heavenly Dao rules, which can instantly kill a martial artist in the Shaping Period.

Looking at these words, Blood Feihong suddenly sounded something, and said solemnly: "Your Excellency is the Seven Ink Strokes of the Drifting Snow Department?"

The Drifting Snow Department is a branch of the black market forces in Fengzhou in the Eight Desolate Heavenly Domains, and the head of the department is a golden body power, and there are seven generals under his command, all of whom are strong people in the Easy Realm, known as the Seven Divisions, among which there is an old man who holds a Xuan Pen, named Ink Brush Painting Weng.

Blood Feihong had heard of the name of the ink pen painter, the number one person in the Snow Drifting Department of the Black Market Eight Desolation Heavenly Domains, known as the pen power of Qianjun, and it was a martial arts myth in the third realm.

A character like Ink Brush Painter Weng was originally a casual cultivator, and he was originally reluctant to join the black market. That's because, when he was young, he once owed the master of the Drifting Snow Department a life, so he agreed to join the Drifting Snow Department and become the head of the seven tribes under the Drifting Snow Department and above 10,000 people-the Heavenly Tribe.

However, the ink and pen painter has always lived in seclusion, and a hundred years ago, he has been hidden from the world, and no longer cares about mundane things.

It wasn't until recently that the head of the Drifting Snow Department personally invited him out of the mountain and invited him to protect the Dharma for a person, and then he came to Lingwu County.

"Even if you are an ink and pen painter, you can't scare me Blood Feihong, and if you kill my son, you will pay for your life!"

"Boom!"

The entire city gate was shaking violently, and a huge circular array disk was suspended at a height of 100 meters, slowly rotating, covering the entire Bailu City.

The violent shaking of Bailu City caused the mountains around Chengguan to shake, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.

Dazzling round pillars of light burst out of the surface and connected with the array of the sky.

In just one moment, the sky, which had become dim with blood, was completely illuminated by the light of the formation.

Luo Chen hid in the shadows and exclaimed, "Isn't this the mountain protection array of Qingtan Mountain, how did you move to Bailu City out of thin air?"

The figures of King Lingwu and Lin Yuzhi, one after the other, appeared on the huge array.

Chu Feng, the king of Lingwu County, lost his previous gentle look, and at this moment he turned into a king who reigned over the world, looking at the blood Feihong and the ink strokes.

Chu Feng glanced at the ink stroke, then didn't look at it anymore, and focused his gaze on Blood Feihong.

The purpose of his visit is to resolve the conflict and avoid further escalation.

"Blood Feihong, the blood hidden gate is gone, while the king is not angry yet, retreat. Chu Feng said.

"What if I don't retreat?" Blood Feihong smiled crookedly, he was not afraid of Chu Feng at all, and the blood qi on his body was even stronger, he circled up, rushed into the sky, came to the edge of the array, and sat on an equal footing with Chu Feng.

Chu Feng said: "Then you will die here today." ”

The city protection formation operated, condensing a bright array beam and slamming down towards the ground, and hundreds of Blood Hidden Sect disciples were instantly blasted into blood mist, and their souls were scattered.

Blood Feihong was extremely furious, seeing Chu Feng ignoring his existence so much, he stretched out a bloody hand and grabbed Chu Feng.

"Wow!"

A man as white as an immortal harnessed a blue sword and rushed out of the sky. His whole body was like turning into a sword light, flying towards the monstrous blood domain of the Blood Flying Great.

That sword light, incredibly fast, rubbed against the air, burning flames and making a whistling sound of breaking wind.

Rows of powerful blood generals appeared in the blood domain, roaring towards the sword light.

The protective array suspended in the sky dropped several huge electric balls with a diameter of three meters, and quickly struck down towards Blood Feihong, striking together with the sword light.

"Roar!"

Blood Feihong's white hair flew away, and a loud roar came out of his mouth, and the sound spread throughout Bailu City.

Some warriors were too close to him, and their ears were bleeding and they fainted because of the sound waves he emitted.

Among them, many disciples of the Blood Hidden Sect were also injured by the sound waves of Blood Feihong.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang.

Several balls of electricity that fell from the sky were all shattered by Blood Feihong's palm, turning into thousands of streams of lightning and sending them out.

The ground within a radius of 100 meters was completely covered by lightning, like small white moths flowing non-stop.

A large tree with a thick bowl mouth instantly turned blackened and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of black wood ashes.

The collapsed building, already devastated, was once again battered and turned into dust.

"Jiang Juezhi, Chu Feng, you two dolls dare to be my enemy!" Xue Feihong roared angrily.

He was very angry, he didn't expect that Jiang Juezhi had actually come out of Qiongyu Mountain, drank with Chu Feng, and came to Bailu City to deal with him.

Chu Feng held a battle axe shining with lightning in his hand, and said coldly: "Blood Feihong, the martial artists of the Blood Hidden Sect in the past, under the protection of you and Blood Trembling, did evil, this king will turn a blind eye and don't want to care." Therefore, the Blood Hidden Gate can be stable until now. ”

"However, now is the time when Lingwu County is in turmoil abroad, and the bloody war is actually colluding with Chongshan County to try to subvert the order, and this king will not be able to leave the blood hidden door. ”

"Who would have thought that before the king made a move, the bloody battle was already dead, what a retribution. ”

"You must have hired an ink pen to draw and kill my son!"

Blood Feihong was almost insane, his arms fell to the ground, and surging crimson power emanated from his hands, like the tentacles of an octopus, spreading in all directions.

A moment later, with Blood Feihong as the center, the space within nearly a thousand meters completely turned into a world full of rivers of blood.

From afar, it looks like a huge blood-colored sphere.

The blood-colored world exuded a thick blood gas, and the ground trembled, like a beating heart.

"Bullshit Lingwu Junguo, you must have asked you to kill my son, today, stay here! ”

Blood Feihong grabbed two rivers of blood with both arms and crushed them towards Chu Feng and Jiang Juezhi.

Jiang Juezhi's hand waved slightly, and a brilliant sword light appeared, bringing the blood river into the palm of his hand, and it disappeared in an instant.

Chu Feng snorted coldly, lifted the battle axe, and his whole body emitted a dazzling thunder and lightning brilliance, and a pair of pupils seemed to be burning.

"Break it for me!"

He suddenly jumped up from the array, and with the blessing of thousands of thunderbolts and lightning swung his battle axe, he slashed over.

The river of blood, hollowed downward, kept shaking.

With a bang, the river of blood was split in half by the tomahawk.