Chapter 933

The thunder of the end of the day, like a criminal law, entwined the Luo dust below, and began to whip and destroy mercilessly!

Luo Chen raised his head coldly and looked up to the sky, letting out a low sneer, like a demon crawling out of the Nine Hells.

He struggled lightly with his arms, bursting out with unparalleled physical strength, breaking free from the black and white thunder that was wrapped around him.

He could clearly see the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect outside, but the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect outside couldn't see him at all, Luo Chen's brows furrowed, he could feel that every inch of space here was different from the space outside, incompatible, and was isolated alone!

I can see what's going on outside, but I just can't get out.

The Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect stared at it deadly, and didn't find the slightest abnormality at all, but was surprised that the human emperor tribulation that Luo Chen had crossed was too different.

He hooked his lips, let out a low sneer, raised his hand to glance at the Blood Mandala in his hand, and smiled, "It's very good." ”

Time passed bit by bit, and this is three days and three nights!

The Ten Thousand Poison Sect was not in a hurry, sitting there cross-legged, quietly waiting for Luo Chen's cultivation to break through, he felt this terrible body, revealing a thick look of disgust.

Suddenly, the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect noticed something, raised his head violently, stepped out, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the top of a nearby mountain.

There, the green poison slowly squirmed, and a figure in a green robe came out.

Seeing this person, the face of the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect couldn't help but sink: "Qingjue!"

Snorted: "What are you doing when you come to the old man to retreat in the cave?"

"Ten thousand poisons, hand them over, the body of ten thousand poisons is not something you can eat alone. ”

The Qing Jue Sect slowly spoke, "You should understand what exactly you are doing now. ”

The expression of the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect flickered brightly and darkly, and his voice was too hoarse and unpleasant: "Qingjue, this seat doesn't understand what you mean here, let's go, don't disturb the purity of this seat." ”

The three major masters of the Tang Sect, the cultivation and strength of the Qingjue Sect are undoubtedly the lowest, and the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect does not take him to heart at all, if it is the old monster of Baimei who comes today, maybe he will still be afraid of one or two, as for this Qingjue, hehe......

"Ten thousand poisons, do you really not pay people?"

Qing Jue Palm's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "The body of ten thousand poisons is very important, if you insist on going your own way, then don't blame the old man for taking it by force!"

"It's up to you?" said the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect with a disdainful face.

The killing intent was shrouded, and the two of them did not have the slightest action, a thought ascended to heaven, turned into a battle between heaven and man, and the terrible turbulence stirred this cave sky, as if it was about to collapse!

Finally, as two muffled snorts sounded at the same time, the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect and the Qing Jue Palm Sect who were standing there took a step back at the same time, and a faint trace of blood overflowed from the corner of their mouths.

Qing Jue Palm Sect lowered his head and wiped it, his expression was as cold as a knife, and after coldly dropping a sentence, he turned around and left without looking back: "I hope you succeed." ”

Burst~

After the Qing Jue Sect left, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect Sect, which had already suffered some vitality due to the empowerment, couldn't bear it any longer, and snorted three times, vomiting out a big mouthful of red blood.

"Qingjue! The old man is not finished with you!"

Click!

There was a crisp sound of shattering on the surface of the body, and it was less than a moment of effort, and the body of the Ten Thousand Poisons Palm Sect was like a mirror shattering, filled with dense cracks, and it looked as if as long as that finger poked lightly, the body of the Ten Thousand Poisons Palm Sect could collapse.

It's horrible!

In the thunder and clouds, a terrifying storm erupted around Luo Chen's body, and in his body, the silver-white blood continued to drip out of his bone marrow, gradually replacing his ordinary red blood! Of course, these silver-white blood was also mixed with a faint purple gold, although the number was not much, but the power of the bloodline was very amazing!

Luo Chen's brain was blurred for a while, and occasionally, it became clear, but this clarity did not last too long, and it became blurry again, as if there was an invisible big hand, not only hidden in his mind

I don't know how long it took, but when he gradually woke up and recovered, in his mind, he suddenly remembered a man's chuckle: "My son of Yunfeng should also be able to destroy the eons!"

The voice was fleeting, and at the moment when this body voice disappeared, Luo Chen suddenly opened his sharp pupils! At first, he was a little confused, and then, his whole person became as cold as a knife.

Inheritance memory acceptance, even, in his mind, there are many memory fragments that should not belong to him.

"Mother. Luo Chen muttered, his heart moved, the first fighting spirit, the sand mandala appeared, he trembled This finger touched slightly, the poison ivy trembled slightly, and he felt a familiar fluctuation.

"The mandala of sand! This is ...... Mother's gift?"

Luo Chen took a deep breath, and immediately, he poured out a breath of turbidity, bit his ten fingers, drop by drop, and dripped his blood on the half-blooming bewitching mandala flower bones.

It wasn't until a certain moment that the flower was in full bloom, and the mandala poison ivy completely turned purple red, and Luo Chen withdrew his finger.

"Son of Devouring?" he murmured softly, and then, with a cold voice, the sealed memory opened, and he remembered!

At this moment, Luo Chen suddenly became a little bloodthirsty.

"Tsk, what, haven't you always been compassionate and compassionate, and you regard devouring as a demon? Why, this is annoying? Want to kill someone?"

In his mind, a chuckle suddenly sounded, Luo Chen looked slightly, and a vague figure shook out: "When will you return to your position?"

"Haha, why, my memory has just been restored, and you can't wait to devour me?"

"I just want to get back what belongs to me. ”

"You dream about it, Lao Tzu hasn't played enough outside, wow Ka Ka, by the way, I found you a lot of saints, when our bodies are in place, you have to take them all." ”

"Get out!" a punch slammed out, shattering the figure and turning into a fragment of remnants, rolled up and imprinted into his mind.

Suddenly, his face was as black as ink, and inexplicably there were memories that made him thunderous.

"Divine Domain, Snow Maiden Palace, Nine Heavens Goddess, Yi Tianxue!"

"Zhongzhou Holy Heaven Realm, the daughter of the Valley Lord of the Valley of Flames, Chu Tianjiao. ”

"The Empress of the Ancient Emperor Kingdom, Nalan Feixue!"

"Situ family, Situ Jing!"

"Young Master of the Hundred Variety Gate, Ruan Qingqing!"

When this information was digested by Luo Chen, his whole person suddenly felt a little bad, it can be said that his face was blue and ugly, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the strong anger in his heart, and looked at the corner of the void after the clouds dispersed, and in that direction, a broken old figure slowly walked out.

But it was the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect that appeared in front of him with a broken body.

In his hand, there was still the blood-colored mandala flower floating, and he walked slowly.

The Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect did not hide the greed in his heart at all, raised his hand, and the blood mandala in his hand suddenly fell off from his palm, rooted in the void, at that moment, the blood mandala in the sky opened all over, Luo Chen coldly watched the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect come step by step, and slowly said: "Master Palm Sect, what does this mean?"

The Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect coughed up a mouthful of blood and said excitedly, "How do you feel?"

"Very good!" Luo Chen said, his eyes suddenly froze, and when he looked down, he saw a vine of Zhang Man's Blood Mandala, which entangled him there, unable to move.

"That's good. Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect Boy looked him up and down carefully, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Such a perfect body is so perfect! It is simply tailor-made for him!

"You want to take away my body?" How sensitive is Luo Chen's perception? He said coldly: "I am the body of ten thousand poisons, you are not afraid of being eaten by the backlash and life and death?"

"Hahahaha......"

The Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect let out a loud laugh that could no longer hide its madness and greed, and said with a cruel smile: "The body of ten thousand poisons is indeed immune to the strange poisons of the world, and even, it can reliably devour ten thousand poisons to enhance one's own body cultivation! However, there is one kind of poison, even the body of ten thousand poisons cannot resist it.

That is a very special kind of mandala that grows in the Yellow Spring Bi'an, the blood mandala!

You can rest assured, although this mandal can ignore the body of ten thousand poisons, it cannot be poisoned, but it can make the primordial spirit drowsy and paralyzed in the illusion of the gentle mound. ”

The Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect stepped step by step, he couldn't wait to stretch out his hand, and all over his body, the broken body, fell one by one, weird and terrifying.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect liked to see that kind of fear, the panicked and fearful face that struggled in despair, but was powerless to struggle, however, what disappointed him was that Luo Chen was as calm as ever, if he looked closely, he could find that the corners of his mouth were still squirming with a faint look of disdain.

This undoubtedly angered the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect, and he subconsciously wanted to slap him to death with one palm, but the palm stopped three inches above Luo Chen's head.

Said mockingly: "Don't worry, after this seat replaces you, your primordial god, this seat will be eroded and refined little by little, and everything you have, this seat will inherit all for you!"

The mad laughter of the Ten Thousand Poison Palm Sect kept sounding from Luo Chen's mind.

"Ten Thousand Poisons Dafa, transfer flowers and trees!"

Rumble!

Luo Chen's body trembled wildly, and his eyebrows seemed to be torn apart with a big hand, and he almost fainted to death from the pain, but it was the Ten Thousand Poisonous Palm Sect Yuan Shen who did not enter the sea of his eyebrows.

Outside the cave, the Qing Jue Sect fell to the ground in embarrassment, crossed his knees to recuperate, and it took a long time for him to recover.

"What a venomous old man, the soul poison is so difficult!" Elder Qingjue's face was extremely ugly, I'm afraid that at this time, that old thing has already started, right?

He scolded secretly, staggered to his feet, hesitated again and again, and still reported what happened here to the sect: "Ten thousand poisons! ”

He's so badly injured that he needs to retreat right away, but presumably that old thing is definitely not comfortable right now, right?