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"You're Chenhui, right?" The silver fir man didn't seem to hear Chenhui's question, but said to himself, "I really didn't expect that the person who was chased and killed by the main hall in Zhongzhou would come here, it seems that you escaped far enough!"

Chen Hui was expressionless and did not speak. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Let me tell you a good news, a series of sects such as the Six Immortal Gates, the Hanging Mountain, and the Heavenly Illusion Sect have been broken by the underground human race and the main hall, and now there is only the top of the firmament guarded by the three old guys in the firmament. The silver fir man looked at Chen Hui faintly, and said with a smile, "How is it, are you happy?"

"Aren't you happy?" the silver fir man continued with a look of warm anger on his face, "Then I'll tell you another good news, just today, the main hall and the underground human race and other forces that have taken refuge in the main hall have joined forces to attack the top of the firmament, I probably know that your two little lovers are still there, right?"

"You've been using the Terrans underground, and so are the four seas, I wonder why?" Chen Hui said calmly as if he hadn't heard the Silver Fir man's words.

"An earth-shattering plan, I can restore our Shenwu Continent to its glory from 10,000 years ago, but it comes at a price. "The silver fir man said, 'Chen Hui, you are a smart person, you should know that any return requires a price, and only by paying can you reap the rewards, and now is the time for the Shenwu Continent to pay. ’

"In addition, I can tell you my identity, I am the deacon of the Temple of Extinction, you can call me Deacon Mu. "The silver fir man said, 'Chenhui, our Royal Highness the Crown Prince values you very much, and although you are disrespectful to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he is still willing to give you a chance to surrender to him. ’

"You must know that the unification of the Shenwu Continent is the trend of the times, and my destruction of the Yuan Temple is the mandate of heaven, and the destiny of heaven cannot be disobeyed. "Deacon Mu said, 'You are a wise man, so this deacon hopes that you will be able to submit to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ’

"Maybe all this is indeed the Mandate of Heaven, but it definitely doesn't belong to the Temple of Destroying the Yuan. Chen Hui said.

"Doesn't belong to the Yuan Destroying God Temple?" Deacon Mu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed wildly, "Chen Hui, it seems that you still don't know the strength of my Yuan Destroying God Temple, right?" Let me tell you, there are thousands of cultivators at the Xuanwu Master level in this hall, and the most important thing is that the hall master of this hall is a supreme existence, even if the ninth-order Xuanwu Master is powerful in front of him, he is only like a mustard and vulnerable. ’

"He's the strongest?" Chen Hui exclaimed.

"Nope. Deacon Mu shook his head.

Hearing this, Chen Hui was relieved, but Deacon Mu's next sentence made him change color: "The supreme hall master has surpassed the strongest one, and it is rumored that he has broken through the divine martial master." ”

"No way, absolutely impossible. Chen Hui's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi of the Shenwu Continent is no longer enough for a cultivator to reach the Divine Martial Master. ’

"Believe it or not, that's the way it is. "Deacon Mu smiled and said, 'Now, will you surrender?'

"Then I will also tell you, I will personally destroy the Temple of Destruction Yuan and avenge the Wuxu Sect and the Wanhua Sect. Chen Hui said with a firm face.

"In that case, Deacon Ben can only take you down in person and take you to His Royal Highness the Prince, thinking that he will give me a good reward first. Deacon Mu laughed.

"Really?" Chen Hui sneered.

"What? Do you think that with you, a servant of the Seventh-Order Dark Demon Emperor, you will be able to escape the palm of this deacon?" In Deacon Mu's eyes, killing blood is just a seventh-order Dark Demon Emperor, killing a few existences comparable to middle-level Xuanwu masters is really insignificant, in his eyes, it is simply easy.

"Blood, shot. Chen Hui said.

"Yes. "The blood killed answered, stepped out, the earth demon umbrella was propped up, and a huge energy aura spread out, which immediately made the wood deacon change color, and said, 'How is this possible?'

"Damn. He stared at Chen Hui fiercely, grabbed it with his big hand, and a fancy ancient long cylinder appeared in his hand, and with a snort, he shot out a seven-colored brilliance, which was actually to notify the demon clan and the underground human race powerhouse to come, after doing all this, Deacon Mu sneered, "Chen Hui, you can't escape." ’

"Demonic light!"

However, the killing blood stepped forward blatantly, and the earth demon umbrella swept away, and a large area of sharp demonic light gushed out.

"Bang".

Then he saw Deacon Mu fly upside down and fall to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"It seems that you are no more than a deacon. Chen Hui sneered.

"Damn. Deacon Mu was so angry that he couldn't wait to eat Chenhui in one bite.

"Kill him. Thinking of the scene in the Wuxu Sect, Chen Hui felt a tearing pain in his heart, looked at Deacon Mu, murderous aura surged towards him, and roared loudly.

"Huh!"

The bloodshed appeared in front of the wooden deacon, and the earth demon umbrella swept by, poof, and saw his head fly out, and the headless corpse twitched on the ground, spurting out a large stream of blood.

"Deacon Wood—. ”

At this moment, a large number of demon clan and earth human race powerhouses arrived.

"Today, I, Chenhui, am going to kill. Chen Hui roared.

"Kill him!"

"You're damned!"

"Let's shoot!"

The people of the demon clan, the underground human race, and the tripartite forces of the Yuan Destroying Temple roared one after another, killing Chen Hui from all directions.

More than a dozen ninth-level powers, casting killing moves, the power was huge, and several regular powers such as the scythe of the god of death cut towards Chen Hui's body, the space fluctuated, cracks appeared, and the Demon God Temple seemed to collapse.

"Slash!"

Chen Hui's body is like a sword, sweeping in all directions, the sword light is like the sea, the death sword sprints, killing the Quartet, blood emerges, turning into blood flowers, and the demon is brilliant.

"This kid is quirky. ”

A ninth-level powerhouse's face changed, and he shouted, "He must be hiding his strength." "It's just that the fourth-order Xuanwu Master cultivates and has the strength to compete with the ninth-order peak powerhouse, he doesn't believe it.

The others also found out about this, and they were all vigilant, and one of them said: "Damn, a year ago, this Chenhui was just an eighth-order Heavenly Martial Master, how could it be so terrifying now?" A ninth-level peak powerhouse said that a fourth-order Xuanwu Master was terrifying, which sounded very weird, but no one objected, or even agreed.

There is only one reason, Chen Hui's cultivation realm is too different from his strength.

"Don't hide it, let's use the hole cards to kill him together, and the old man will personally ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for credit. An old man in a bloody suit looked around at the crowd and said. He is a deacon of the Temple of Annihilation, called the Blood Deacon.

"Since the blood deacon has said so, don't let everyone keep their hands. Immediately, a man in gray answered.

"Three-point gold slash!"

"Soul Strangulation Wave!"

"Blazing flames!"

The next moment, everyone used a killing move, with infinite power, wanting to kill Chen Hui, and one of them even used a spiritual attack.

"Dream Book!"

Almost at the same time, Chen Hui used spiritual illusion to drag more than a dozen ninth-level powers into the fantasy space and carry out mental attacks, making them depressed, frightened, and without a fight.

Now, the Dream Book has entered the middle stage, relying on the will and physique strength of the fourth-order sword, the power exerted is more than ten times better than before, even if the invincible ninth-order Xuanwu Master serves as a powerful person, he does not dare to fall into it easily, and between breaths, there are a large number of powerful people who spurt blood and fly out.

Fused with the demon clone, Chen Hui has the cultivation of the seventh-order Dark Demon Emperor, and the realm is lower than these people, but in terms of will and physique, it is not something they can compete with.

"Kill!"

Whether it is for the demon clan or the Temple of Destroying the Yuan, Chen Hui has the heart to kill.

As soon as the dream book came out, Xiaocheng was blessed with the origin of space, and the power was greatly increased, and the source of wind was blessed on the body, the speed was like the wind, and the body was like lightning, which was unpredictable.

No one can resist it, and they all fall into illusion.

"Sword of the Death Spirit!"

There is nothing more terrible than death, and everyone is afraid of death, especially the higher the status and status, the more afraid of death.

They were already trapped in an illusion, their minds were tormented, and now death struck, and their mental illusions were aroused, as if they saw themselves being ruthlessly killed, they all wanted to escape, but they couldn't escape, they had to die.

A spiritual sword, dividing the attack, the power is undiminished, killing every ninth-level power.

Suddenly, a piece fell.

"Lift off and draw the sword!"

I saw that the sword qi was not visible, the wind origin was blessed, and the speed at which Chen Hui came out of the sword was too fast, only to see it densely, as if there were hundreds of millions of sword qi splitting out, and trillions of sword shadows roaring, strangling their bodies, and the blood flowers were flying, which was unbearable.

They all deserve to die, though.