"Even if this person hides his cultivation, his strength is at most in the foundation building realm, otherwise he would have killed the two of us with his backhand, since this is the case. "Xuan Zhen's eyes flashed fiercely, today's actions are still ruined, if he can't kill the little witch, the agreement with that person can't be completed, he can't get his protection, and when the time comes, under the pursuit of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, he will only have a dead end!

"As a righteous monk, but entangled with this little witch of the devil's path, since you are willing to fall, the old man will clean you up. Xuan Zhen's face was hideous, and a powerful momentum instantly erupted from his body.

"Senior nephew Ziyang, you and I will join forces to kill this person at a speed!" With a loud shout, Xuan Zhen slapped his backhand, and the ring was sacrificed by him again, but he was quite jealous of Xiao Chen in his heart, so this time he didn't hesitate at all, and the spiritual power in his body rushed into it crazily. With the infusion of spiritual power, the ring let out a buzzing sound, and its smoothness skyrocketed, and its volume soared to the size of several zhang.

"Hurry!"

With a finger of his hand, the ring was mixed with strong and mighty, and it suddenly swept down.

The middle-aged man in the early stage of foundation building was not to be outdone, and at the same time sacrificed a spiritual weapon and fell on Xiao Chen's head.

When Wang Ziyang heard this, a little excitement flashed in his eyes, and he was not to be left behind, and he had words in his mouth, and controlled a golden axe to slash at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's face was serious, the spiritual power that erupted from Xuan Zhen's body made him secretly frightened, the cultivation of the monks in the late stage of foundation building was so terrifying, if it weren't for his strong divine sense, I am afraid that under this coercion alone, he would have lost nearly half of his combat effectiveness. At this moment, in the face of the attack of the two spiritual weapons, Xiao Chen's eyes were calm, and with a slap on his forehead, he sacrificed a small black sword.

This spiritual weapon is obtained from the old ghost of the black wind, although it is only a top grade, but the power is extremely good, compared with the general best spirit weapon, it is not much better.

"Hurry!"

Nearly three thirds of the spiritual power in the body was completely injected into it, and the small sword's whole body was shining with black light, and its volume soared, and a fierce aura swept out.

"Go. ”

The small black sword was two feet long and several feet wide, piercing the air with a piercing sound.

Rumble!

The ring and the giant sword collided together, Xiao Chen's eyes went dark, and there was a buzzing in his ears. Although the aura in his body at the moment is comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and his divine consciousness has reached the realm of the late stage, there is still a big gap compared to the mana of the Xuanzhen competition in the late stage of foundation building.

However, at this moment, he didn't care about this, because the spiritual weapon of the early foundation building monk had already fallen.

"Swallow the sky!"

Xiao Chen snorted, the previous sacrifice of the spiritual weapon still consumed three points of spiritual power, and at this moment, when he used the Swallowing Heaven Finger, the spiritual power in his body went to another four points.

A crystal finger condensed from the spiritual power of the whole body appeared, and the spiritual power from the outside world suddenly frantically injected into it. With the continuous infusion of spiritual power, the volume of this finger also increased rapidly, and the pressure of spiritual power emitted from it became more and more amazing.

"It's such a weird supernatural power, I can't let it continue to absorb it, or I'm going to end up seriously injured. Wang Ziyang's heart was shocked, and he was jealous of Xiao Chen's magical power, and in just a few moments, the coercion exuded by this finger was more than twice as strong.

"Go!"

The prince raised his mind, and the spirit weapon suddenly shone brightly, and its speed increased sharply and collided with the Swallowing Heaven's finger.

Rumble!

Xiao Chen snorted, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, the previous confrontation with the Xuanzhen Spirit Weapon still caused him to suffer injuries to his internal organs, and in a hurry, he used his Swallowing Heaven Finger to resist Wang Ziyang, and he was traumatized again, and his face became pale.

"Kid suffers death!" Wang Ziyang was overjoyed when he saw this, and he was beheaded with a spiritual weapon in his hand.

"This is the moment!" Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with blood, and the stabbing cone instantly emitted.

Wang Ziyang's face changed, and a bit of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart, and before he could make any moves, the piercing god cone fell on him.

"Ahh

The sea of consciousness was impacted, and the prince's mouth and nose suddenly spurted out blood, screamed, and his body shook, falling directly to the ground.

"Ziyang Senior Nephew!" Xuan Zhen exclaimed, his body swept over and wanted to answer, otherwise he would definitely die if he fell from a height of dozens of meters!

Sacrificing the spiritual weapon, casting a finger to swallow the sky, sending out a stabbing god cone, three moves in a row, all of them are the strongest means that Xiao Chen can master at the moment, the purpose is to kill this prince Yang by surprise, otherwise the two foundation building realm monks join forces, and he will definitely have no chance of winning.

So this prince Yang (hehe, this trick is a bit negative, forgive me, forgive me), must die!

"Hmph!" Most of the spiritual power in his body was consumed, and less than half of his divine sense was left, Xiao Chen's face was even more pale to the extreme, but at this moment, he completely ignored the injuries in his body, and did not hesitate to take out a high-level fire magic talisman with his backhand, and after injecting spiritual power into it, he did not hesitate to smash it down at that prince Yang.

"No!" Not far away, that Xuan Zhen screamed sadly, this prince Yang is one of the few remaining true disciples of his Qingling Sect, and his cultivation has reached the foundation building stage, and the loss of one is enough to make his heart ache.

After the fiery spell talisman was cast, it was comparable to a blow from a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and at this moment, although his prince Yang was conscious, his divine consciousness was chaotic and he could not fully mobilize the spiritual power in his body, and the spiritual power shield that he had barely laid was easily torn apart, and then fell on him in the former's frightened eyes.

Silently, the prince was swallowed by the flames, and a storage bag and a spiritual weapon suddenly fell down.

Xiao Chen didn't look at it, and in a flash, he reflexively fell into the carriage and hugged Li Xiaoyi in his arms, and then set up Dunguang and fled frantically into the distance.

"Little bastard, today I will definitely drain your soul and refine your soul, and you will never be able to live beyond life. Xuan Zhen's face was distorted, and his ruddy and gentle face was also hideous at the moment, and his eyes were murderous.

"You pack up Uncle Ziyang's relics and go back to the station to wait for me, and I will go to look for you after I kill these two. Xuan Zhen dropped a sentence, the light on his body flashed wildly, and his figure appeared dozens of feet away in his breath.

In the light, Xiao Chen took out a few pills with his backhand and took them, and with the refining of the medicinal power, his complexion looked a little better. However, the consumption of divine consciousness could not be recovered overnight, and at this moment, he had a splitting headache, and the golden light in front of him was shining.

Biting the tip of his tongue, Xiao Chen's consciousness suddenly came to his senses, and he felt the strong aura behind him getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help but secretly cry bitter in his heart.

"If you go on like this, sooner or later you'll catch up. No, it seems that I have to land, relying on the terrain of the barren mountains here to hide. Xiao Chen's eyes swept over the ground, and he landed directly.

It was a low mountain stream, no more than seven or eight meters high, covered with green vines and green fruits the size of a child's fist. A trickle of spring water flows, and not far from a low-lying place, forming a small pool, clear to the bottom, a few unknown grass carp leisurely.

However, at this moment, he was not appreciating the scenery, Xiao Chen's eyes swept away, and he walked forward quickly.

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