Such a picture made Anton Hong, Dongfang Crane and others even more shocked, although they all knew very well in their hearts that this Ning Chen was rare for a hundred years, and he had already built a foundation before he was twenty years old, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageously powerful, and with his own strength, he actually carried the full force of the Kunlan clone.

On the other hand, the elders of Fengzeguan, their faces are much more ugly at this moment, not long ago Ning Gui was beaten away by Quinlan's clone, at this moment, the second aunt was able to bear it, in the end, who is strong and who is weak, has already made a judgment.

At this time, Ning Chen didn't have the leisure to care about what Andong Hong and Dongfang Crane thought, and Shengsheng took the palm of the foundation building pool realm, which had already made layers of sweat flow out of his already peaceful face, and the corners of his mouth were constantly twitching, obviously he had tried his best.

"You ...... Beat him up for me......" Ning Chen struggled to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth.

Han Yunshan, who reacted, did her best without pausing, squeezed out a sea of seven-colored flowers, and bombarded towards the clouds, her blood-red eyes.

Princess Baolong and Erqing were the same, they all used their strength, the black clouds in the sky launched an attack, and the style of play was exactly the same as just now, Ning Chen resisted head-on, supporting Quinlan's clone, and the rest of the foundation building monks attacked Quinlan.

And this kind of play undoubtedly made Quinlan extremely uncomfortable, and he was even more lacking in skills, facing the fierce attack of Han Yunshan and others, he could only suppress Ning Chen while desperately resisting.

However, just a few breaths passed, but the expression of Quinlan's clone changed suddenly, and he saw that the black palm of Thunder Mang pressed towards Ning Chen had begun to shine with golden brilliance at the edge, and the palm power began to weaken little by little.

Obviously, Ning Chen, who completely resisted this palm. is turning the soul of the dead in the black palm of the thunder little by little.

"Damn it!"

See this scene. The Quinlan clone couldn't help but make such a sound. Then quickly retract the Thundermang Giant Palm.

It's just that at the moment when Quinlan had just withdrawn the black palm of Thundermang, Ning Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, pushed his right hand towards the sky, and suddenly a giant palm shining with golden light blasted straight towards the black cloud where Quinlan was located from the bottom up.

At this time, it was too late for Quinlan to dodge.

Moment. I saw that the golden light giant palm that Ning Chen sacrificed hit the black clouds directly, and where the palm wind passed, the ghosts in the black clouds turned into golden light and dissipated, as if burning layers of golden flames.

The Quinlan clone who had already fused with the black cloud, at this moment, only felt that the golden light giant palm was like a soldering iron, hitting the black cloud, making him feel a hot pain, under this pain. It made him hate Ning Chen very much.

"Little cub, I can't kill you today!"

In the midst of black clouds. The expression of the Quinlan clone had become distorted, and the blood-colored thunder mangs shone wildly in the black oppressive clouds.

Then look at this Kunlan clone, manipulating the black clouds that were pressed by the black, and directly transformed into a huge tornado, and went straight towards the peak where Ning Chen was.

As for Han Yunshan and Princess Baolong's blows to him, he ignored them directly, giving people the feeling that even if they were all killed, Ning Chen would be killed!

And the reason why the Quinlan clone is so crazy is that in addition to hating Ning Chen, it is also because Ning Chen has the method to crack the talisman, which is undoubtedly a bane for the Gu Mo Sect in Xihuang!

Facing this scene, Han Yunshan and the others' expressions moved slightly, they naturally knew that if the Kunlan clone was desperate to besiege Ning Chen, then Ning Chen would be in danger!

"He must not be allowed to succeed. Han Yunshan said to Princess Baolong and Er Qing, and as soon as her arm was raised, thousands of seven-colored flowers also formed a seven-colored tornado, which directly hit the Quinlan clone.

Princess Baolong did the same, waving the glass silk in her hand and slamming it towards the black tornado, trying to distract him.

As the sea of seven-colored flowers hit the tornado transformed by Quinlan's clone, Quinlan only felt a sharp pain hit his whole body, and the black tornado was even blown off a large chunk!

However, in this regard, the Quinlan clone completely ignored it, and ******** was to kill Ning Chen.

Dongfang Crane, who is located in the middle of the secluded wind, naturally understands what this Kunlan clone is going to do, this is obviously going to die with Ning Chen, this is absolutely intolerable to Dongfang Crane.

"Second aunt, hurry up and get out of the way, there's no need to fight with him!" Dongfang He couldn't help but scream.

Ning Chen didn't pay attention to the sound in the sky at all, looking at Ning Chen, who was roaring from the black tornado and kneeling on the top of the mountain, his expression did not show the slightest panic, but his eyes faintly revealed a touch of coldness.

Call!

In the blink of an eye, the huge black tornado had completely enveloped the mountain where Ning Chen was located, as if a big black monster had swallowed Ning Chen and the entire mountain peak.

At the same time, looking at Ning Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, he could clearly see that the whistling black smoke was desperately devouring the Saint Enchantment, and the rolling thunder was even more crackling towards Ning Chen.

Dayou surrounded Ning Chen and bombarded him to death, and he didn't estimate Han Yunshan and the others at all.

"Little cub, this time, I want to take a look, you are still not dead!" said Quinlan to the murderous one.

On the other hand, Ning Chen, while resisting desperately, there was no panic on his face, and he smiled coldly: "Through the series of battles just now, I have found that you don't have the cultivation of the Foundation Building Pool Realm at all, but the support of hundreds of thousands of remnant souls in the Soul Sacrifice Tower allows you to exert the strength of the Foundation Building Pool Realm, without these remnant souls, you are nothing, at best you are just a monk of the Foundation Building Spring Realm!"

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to observe carefully, but what if you know, now that you have been surrounded by me, you will definitely die!" Quinlan said viciously to Ning Chen, still desperately devouring the Devourer Saint's Enchantment.

"Death? Not necessarily. Ning Chen just whispered, and his eyes, which originally emitted this golden light, suddenly turned purple.

At the same time, looking at the golden Holy Enchantment before, it suddenly turned black and purple, and the originally peaceful and serene aura became even more violent, like hell on earth.

The Holy Enchantment had already become the Demon Enchantment, and this was not the most terrifying, and after a while, I saw a purple flame spread all over the Demon Enchantment in an instant, like a spark burning the plain.

This is the Hell Purple Flame!

The remnant soul that was originally constantly rushing towards Ning Chen, after being contaminated with the Hell Purple Flame, was like dry wood encountering a raging fire, and it instantly burned, letting out an endless wail of pain.

And with lightning speed, it began to spread towards the entire black tornado, and at the same time, in the black tornado, the wails of the remnants of the soul were one after another, heartbreaking, and palpitating.

In just the blink of an eye, in the huge black tornado, the Hell Purple Flame was already beyond the hell that could be seen, spreading wildly!

Quinlan's clone, who was desperately manipulating the remnant soul to attack Ning Chen, felt even more like a burning pain hit his whole body, this pain went deep into the bone marrow, and no one could bear it!

"Uhh......h How could you use the Hell Purple Flame!"

"Of course I learned. Ning Chen looked coldly at the tornado that was spinning in front of him, and said word by word, his words were full of endless killing intent.

And at this time, the Quinlan clone was already full of endless panic on his face, he never dreamed that this little cub who was not good-looking would actually use the Hell Purple Flame, you know, this Hell Purple Flame is the same as the Samadhi True Fire, even in Xihuang, there are only a handful of people who can use it.

In just a few breaths, the black tornado that surrounded Ning Chen had already turned into a purple fire tornado, and it was desperately struggling, screaming, and wailing.

The distorted faces were even more engulfed and burned by the Purple Flames of Hell!

Obliterated in agony.

It is undeniable that this kind of hell is naturally cruel, and Ning Chen is reluctant to use it on weekdays, but this does not mean that Ning Chen is impossible to use.

Quinlan, who was integrated into the black tornado, watched the Hell Purple Flame continue to fill his eyes, and he was already uncontrollable, and in fear, he could only quickly separate himself from the black tornado, turn into a human form again, and stand on the top of the Soul Sacrifice Tower.

At the same time, look at the whole black tornado and collapse with it!

However, at the moment when the black tornado collapsed, Ning Chen, who was carrying the dragon's spine sickle in his hand, rushed out directly from the rolling purple flames, looked at the Kunlan clone without saying a word, picked up the dragon's spine sickle and smashed it directly!

As Ning Chen had observed, without the hundreds of thousands of remnant souls in the Soul Sacrifice Tower, the cultivation of the Kunlan clone was only to build the foundation spring realm, and it was no longer the same as Ning Chen.

Facing the dragon's scythe that Ning Chen smashed on his head and face, it was too late for Quinlan's clone to escape, so he could only take out the eight-sided spirit wedge from the Dikun bag and resist hard.

It's just that the Quinlan clone who has regressed to the Spring Realm, how can it be compared to Ning Chen, who is at the peak of the Spring Realm and is holding a divine weapon?

Bang!

Almost at the moment when the third-level dragon spine scythe and the eight-sided spirit scythe had just collided together, I saw the roaring dragon spine scythe directly shatter the eight-sided spirit scythe and the right arm of Quinlan's clone.

Before the Quinlan clone could feel the pain, Ning Chen, who was extremely fast, had already directly grabbed the braincase of the Quinlan clone with his left hand, and at the same time, the terrifying Hell Purple Flame ignited on Ning Chen's left hand again, and then quickly burned all over the whole body of the Quinlan clone.

At this time, the Quinlan clone only felt an unprecedented burning sensation all over his body, and the pain of burning his true soul was definitely ten thousand times more painful than fire.

"Second aunt, you remember for me, I will never let you go!" Quinlan's clone let out such a roar, desperately struggling on Ning Chen's hand a few times, and then remained motionless like a dead thing.

When the purple flames dissipated, looking at the Quinlan clone again, there was no damage at all, but the true soul had been completely incinerated. (To be continued.) )