Ye Shatian disappeared into the Red Flame Battlefield, and the elimination of Mo Yue was just to provoke Chen Yu, but it also touched Chen Yu's reverse scales. Chen Yu would not let go of this matter so easily, Ye Shatian was gone, but there were still people from the Qingliang Sect, he remembered that in the eighth battlefield, there were many monks of the Qingliang Sect.

He licked his lips as if he were a bloodthirsty hunter, the golden color of his body gathering and not dissipating, stepping across this land of red flames.

The people of the Qingliang Sect gathered in a mountain range, and there were about seven or eight of them, among them there were three disciples of the late stage of Ning Dan, and even two of them were disciples of the Qingliang Sect.

"Have you found Senior Brother?" someone asked eagerly, since the Qingliang Sect and his party fell into the Red Flame Battlefield, they gathered and searched for Ye Shatian while killing the monks to gain points.

"He has always been uncertain, what is there to find, a group of us together, even if we encounter the wind and the weather, we are not afraid, why do we need to look for him for shelter. ”

The one who spoke was a white scholar, his skin was tender, and even the pores were difficult to see, such as clotted fat, which was more delicate than a woman, and he had cultivated a kind of vaginal method, exuding a gloomy aura all over his body.

In the Qingliang Sect, it is not monolithic, there are many powerful monks, such as the top ten monks in the Qunying Pavilion, all of them are highly cultivated, and their conceit is very high, Ye Shatian has only been out of the customs for a year, and he has confirmed the name of the senior brother, which makes many people unconvinced and wants to learn secretly, but Ye Shatian rarely shows up, so they have no chance.

"That's right, Big Brother is always alone, and even if we find him, he won't be with us, so it's better to get more points as soon as possible. ”

Everyone made a unified decision, and their cultivation was strong, and together they were enough to sweep away the other monks.

When they were making decisions, they didn't care about the flashing of the few bright stars born in the gray sky, and they could see their dynamics clearly.

Not far away, Chen Yu swept forward into this endless gray space.

A group of Qingliang Sect members reorganized a little and prepared to move forward again.

Knock knock!

They heard something tremble in front of them, as if an ancient beast could crack the earth with one step.

The faces of the Qingliang Sect were calm, and they were vigilant, there were many powerful creatures in this Red Flame Battlefield, and there was a monk of the Qingliang Sect who was careless and was dragged into the molten slurry by a Red Flame Fierce Tiger.

The smoky gray battlefield made up for this layer of dust, and they could vaguely see a golden streamer in front of them gradually magnifying, following his footsteps, the whole earth was vibrating rhythmically, this vibration came from the golden figure, every time he crossed, he stepped out of a big pit in the earth, and slowly came to them.

Chen Yu covered his true face with Yi Dao's supernatural powers and chased after him.

In their eyes, this golden light monk, dressed in golden armor and surrounded by golden light, was born behind him another round of sun, the light distorted, like wisps of golden flames burning.

This is the pure power of the flesh, the true dragon bloodline is exerted to the extreme, and the flesh light is born.

Everyone took a breath of cold air, and the momentum of this person's rush was like a giant peak, and the oppression made it difficult to breathe.

"Who is this man who fell to the ground, so heavy killing intent. ”

The first feeling that the golden figure gave to the people of the Qingliang Sect was killing intent, and it was only aimed at them, as if they had a deep grudge against them. But they were inexplicable, this time they killed several East China Sea scattered cultivators, and they almost had no intersection with the big sects, where did such a strong enemy emerge.

"Stop coming. The people of the Qingliang Sect shouted, this person came from an unknown background, and there must be something strange coming at them.

Chen Yu walked step by step, and with every step, there would be deep traces on the ground, and he didn't hear the warnings of the Qingliang Sect.

"Who the hell are you, if you want to take a step further, there will be no mercy!" A monk in the late stage of Ning Dan pulled out the fairy sword, and the three-foot Qingfeng resisted the faint autumn water sword intent, just like Xu Zimo's autumn water sword technique in the past, which has already merged into the artistic conception of autumn water breaking intestines.

"I'm here to kill you. Chen Yu's tone was cold, his chest was like a fire burning, Mo Yue was killed by Ye Shatian in front of him, and finally showed a poignant smile that was hard to forget, so he needed a bloodbath to pour out his anger towards Ye Shatian on these people.

"It's such a big breath, and if you come alone, you dare to say that you want to kill me. ”

The people of the Qingliang Sect sneered, there were so many of them together, even if the wind and the sky came, they were not afraid. This nameless monk should be insane, let alone such an unknown monk, he will kill them all if he opens his mouth!

"I've already killed five people, I only need to kill four. Chen Yu's voice was very decisive, he scanned these people and found the four strongest, as long as these people were eliminated, in the rematch that was recorded, the Qingliang Sect would have a lot less help.

Among these people are familiar faces, and they have even been met in the Qingliang Sect. However, he doesn't care about so much, the Son of Heaven is angry and floats corpses for thousands of miles, he is a real dragon, and his anger must be cleansed with blood.

"It's just looking for death. "This nameless monk has a big tone, and he is about to slaughter four of them when he opens his mouth, but Qingliang Sect, as one of the three sects of the East China Sea, when has his disciples been so despised.

This person must be impatient, and he came here to provoke the Qingliang Sect, and he must not be forgiven.

The sword cultivation disciple made a move, and the three-foot green blade in his hand came out of the sheath, and the brilliant and extreme edge broke through this haze land like a line between the sea and the sky, and a sword that broke the intestines of rippling autumn water suddenly appeared in front of Chen Yu.

"Qiushui is a divine sword and a bone, and it is indeed one of the sword tricks of the Qingliang Sect. ”

Listening to the battle of Tao Pavilion that year, Xu Zimo was a fledgling and challenged Yusheng Xiao, the first disciple of Tianjian Peak, with a hand of Qiushui Sword Technique, although there was only one sword, but he saw the uniqueness of the sword intent of Qiushui Sword Technique.

Now, although this disciple has not reached the point where Xu Zimo has completely integrated Qiushui's intention into the sword bone, he is also very similar, and the integration of Qiushui sword qi in the sword slash is the most hurtful.

Chen Yu keenly moved the moment he drew his sword, stepping on the steps of the real dragon, as if he was constantly moving in the void. Behind him, the scorching sun and blood qi emitted clusters of light flames, dragging the figure and chasing after it at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"So fast!" Many people were shocked in their hearts, the golden figure was too fast, and it moved the moment Jian Xiu drew his sword, but they didn't have time to be surprised, because the golden figure was coming at them.

"Dare to send it to the door, look for death!" A strong monk walked out of the Qingliang Sect with a fierce light in his eyes, and he rushed out of the crowd, his dark muscles squirming, and his burly body was like a dragon elephant.

This is a strong man in the flesh, but what is strange is that his body is engraved with a dao pattern, which is engraved on the flesh with a strange divine pattern, as if coated with a layer of totem, and the pitch-black dao pattern is constantly wriggling in the flesh, which is a little weird.

He threw a punch, and a piercing scream came from the space, piercing the eardrums, forming a fist gang that crashed directly into Chen Yu.

"A powerful monk who cultivates both the physical body and the Dao Method, the physical body is strong enough to carry the Dao pattern, bless each other, and evolve a unique combat method. ”

Chen Yu's eyes lit up, this is a combat skill worth learning, and you can try it later.

He deliberately slackened his strength, trying to fight the flesh monk.

With a flash of gold, he unloaded five points of strength, and in one attack, he could see that his body was covered with a faint layer of dragon scale armor.

Rumble!

The mysterious Dao patterns on the flesh of the Qingliang Sect were constantly distorted, as if a pitch-black rune condensed into the body of a dragon elephant, and slammed into Chen Yu's fist, and there was a thunderous sound flashing between the fists, and Chen Yu quickly jumped out relying on external force.

In the eyes of outsiders, they thought that the two were fighting, and Chen Yu was finally defeated and shot away.

"It turns out that he only has this kind of strength, bluffing!"

"Xiangshan, kill him, and this point will belong to you!"

Qingliangzong shouted, they were all frightened by Chen Yu's momentum, they didn't expect a temptation, but there was no momentum, it was a paper tiger.

The flesh monk grinned, a little numb in his arm, but he was even more strange, his punch always felt like it hit cotton, and he was weak.

"It's a very good combat technique, but it's a pity that that kind of Dao method and physical body magic power are in the same vein. Chen Yu saw the mystery of the flesh body monk, and practiced a kind of ancient dragon elephant's body forging supernatural power, and was able to use the ancient dragon elephant's Dao method and dao pattern.

His True Dragon Blood had already awakened, and with his cultivation, he had gradually opened the treasure house of True Dragon Blood and Qi in his flesh body, and evolved various combat techniques.

"Come again!" the monk named Xiangshan roared angrily, like a dragon elephant raising his feet to the sky and roaring, he wanted to take the lead in winning this point, and now it was like a punch to blow Chen Yu up.

He added his body with a dragon elephant dao pattern, and his flesh and blood filled his fists, as if he had grown several times in an instant, really like a dragon elephant hoof.

"If you want to fight, then fight!" The golden eyes exuded a strong battle, Chen Yu was no longer hidden, the true dragon's blood was boiling, a cluster of golden flames was condensed between his fists, and he came to Xiangshan in an instant, the golden light that shone to the extreme ignited the entire void in an instant, and the violent wind blew so that people couldn't open their eyes, only to hear the golden light sublimated to the extreme moment, Xiangshan let out a miserable scream, and the broken body crashed out of the golden light, and disappeared in the red flame battlefield in an instant.

"Who else!"

Chen Yu glanced around, the essence and blood of his flesh and body gathered in the Dao Sea and condensed into a round of blazing sun, and the Xuanhuang Dragon Qi condensed into a golden flame that rose and fell on his flesh, like a god of war who came out of the Dao Fire, and his battle intent was monstrous.