Chapter 50: Chenyang (Ask for Support!!)
"I don't know what the seniors call it? What is the so-called thing about coming here like this? The juniors don't seem to have never had a grudge with the people in the Demon Dao!"
Han Chu raised his eyebrows, deliberately delayed the time and asked, thinking quickly in his head, the thousand-year-old demon in front of him was many times stronger than Yichen that day, even if he killed Yichen, Han Chu and the two of them relied on sneak attacks to succeed, and they won a miserable victory, if the old demon in front of them went crazy, how could the two of them still have their lives.
"Don't talk nonsense!Old man Chenyang, boy, hand over the Yin Condensation Ice Beads, for the sake of the old friends of the Red Blood Sect, I can still leave the lives of the two of you, or I will break your two flesh bodies, so that your souls will suffer from that burning in the hell karmic fire forever. ”
A strange, scalp-numbing sneer appeared on his face, and Chen Yang didn't see any movement, and the huge Xuanyin aura in his emaciated body rose up, and the entire heaven and earth suddenly froze, and even his breathing became heavy.
"Yin Demon Chenyang, how could it be? Didn't you die a thousand years ago under the Yin and Yang Heavenly Sword of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace?"
As soon as Xuehe heard Chenyang's name, he immediately screamed, and his rough face was full of four big words of disbelief, but Han Chu's face was as usual, he had just arrived, not to mention that it was a thousand-year-old ghost, even if the palace master of Emperor Taihao Sword Palace and Sumeru Mountain was in front, he didn't know him.
"Hmph! The old man's Xuanyin supernatural powers are immortal and immortal, how can he be killed by someone!" Chen Yang's handsome face showed boundless resentment.
He refined the Xuanyin supernatural powers, and a body of magic was a monstrous demon flame thousands of years ago, and the momentum was magnificent, and he had the potential to lead the demon path to prosperity, but the demonic road luck withered, and it was definitely not his own power that could be reversed, although the magic was great, but in the end he fell under the yin and yang double swords of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace.
It is also a loss that his Xuanyin supernatural powers are strange and mysterious, although his physical body is destroyed, a wisp of pure Xuanyin true qi in his body protects him to escape, find a deep mountain and a clean place, and practice for thousands of years, only to condense his true body with invisible Xuan** qi, and the resentment that has been suppressed in his chest for thousands of years, how can it dissipate over time, although he has not recovered all his cultivation, he has been unable to bear to go out of the mountain again.
I heard that there was a spiritual treasure about to be born in the corpse mountain, so I hurried here, but I didn't want to see the bright light of the Yin Condensation Ice Beads in the air, he was a thousand-year-old demon, how could he not recognize the luster of this natural spiritual treasure.
Especially at the moment, he is the condensation of Xuan** Qi, the formless body, although it is formless and substantial, but after all, there is no foundation, if he can refine this Yin Condensation Ice Bead, and double cultivation with his life, the endless Yin and cold breath in this spiritual treasure will definitely make him Xuanyin Divine Power Mahayana, and when he is in this cultivation world, who else is his enemy.
What a powerful old devil!
Chenyang's breath shook, and suddenly the color of the heaven and earth stirred by the huge Xuan ** qi changed, and the blood estuary spat blood, and was directly pushed a few steps by the shock, Han Chu was also blackened by the real eyes, and secretly called bad luck in his heart.
The yin wind shouted, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the dense dark clouds came across the sky, covering the sky and the moon, and then there were cold snowflakes falling, but the color was pitch black, which was very demonic.
Under the suppression of Chenyang's breath, the breath in Han Chu's body was also uncontrollable restless, and a clear sword roar sounded, and a condensed golden sword qi shot out through his body, Gengjin sword qi.
The rolling heat wave gushed out, but on the dark red robe on Han Chu's body, the Bi Fang pattern shone like a spirit, and patches of crimson clouds gushed out to protect Han Chu's body.
The heat wave around his body was rolling, Han Chu's face was very solemn, and a white extremely cold divine light appeared in his hand, urging the ice spirit divine light with all his might, and the white light penetrated the sky and the earth, forcibly tearing a gap in the dark clouds in the sky.
Han Chu's body changed in Chenyang, and he was stunned suddenly, a pair of strange pupils shot out of fine light, staring at it and looking up and down, first Yin Condensing Ice Beads, and then this Bi Fang Divine Bird Magic Robe with a strong pure yang breath, each of which was a rare treasure.
But as soon as Han Chu's Gengjin Sword Yuan was revealed, Chen Yang's face suddenly turned cold, and his cold and murderous color condensed, and he said coldly and suspiciously, "There are still a lot of good things on the kid!
A thousand years ago, Chenyang was seriously injured by the Yin and Yang swords of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace, and it took a thousand years of recuperation to barely recover.
"Although the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace is the Sword Cultivation Ancestral Court, the Gengjin Sword Qi in the world is not all theirs!" Han Chujian's face changed, and the pure murderous aura rose up, and the pressure instantly increased several times, where did he dare to have the slightest relationship with the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace.
"Hmph! That's what you said!" Chen Yang's face turned slightly, this kid didn't know what kind of magic he was cultivating, the body of death just now was pure and terrifying, and it was absolutely impossible for Emperor Taihao Sword Palace to accept such a disciple.
"Seeing that you are also a talent of my Demon Dao, I will give you another chance, hand over the Yin Condensation Ice Bead, I can spare your life today, while the ancestor and I have not changed my mind, hurry up and call things out!" Tilting his head slightly, Chen Yang's eyes looked at Han Chudao arrogantly, a small Demon Dao disciple who was close to the Fake Dan, he didn't look at it at all.
"The magic of the seniors is monstrous, and the juniors are naturally not opponents, but if the seniors want the juniors to surrender without a fight! It would be too much to underestimate me! The things are in my hands, if the seniors want it, take it yourself!"
Divine thoughts are linked to the Yin Condensation Ice Bead, the cold energy in the Ice Bead is boundless, although Han Chu can only drive three percent, but he can also let himself burst out of the strength of the Jindan Monk in a short period of time, and the cold touch in his hand makes him more confident, besides, the person in front of him is a thousand-year-old demon, if the words in this person's mouth can be believed, then the two ways of righteousness and demons may be happy tomorrow.
Han Chu refined the essence blood and soul of half of his body, although he was unable to break through the green zombie, but both the body of the iron armored corpse and the soul and divine thoughts had increased significantly, and at this time, the Yin Condensation Ice Beads were controlled in his hands, and he was far more agile than before.
"Hey, hey, just want to baby, how can there be such a good thing in the world!"
Xuehe wiped the blood stains on his mouth, grinned and showed two rows of blood-stained white teeth and laughed wildly, sacrificing the Yin and Yang Jade Pendant, the Yin Demon Banner in his left hand, the blood cone in his right hand, and the mouth was opened, and a sword light with golden and red light shot out from his mouth, and the strength of the face was no longer taken into account, and he simply spit out the flying sword that had not yet been tempered.
Born in the Blood River Demon Dao, he was already arrogant, and at this time, his cultivation was a great advancement, and Han Chu was supported by a ruthless and scheming boss, and at this time, in the face of this thousand-year-old demon, he was not afraid, and his words did not fall behind at all.
"Not bad! Very good! I know that I am not the opponent of the ancestor, but I still dare to challenge! Haha! If I have the heart of the two of you, then why don't I worry about the demon way, but although you two are good, but I am going to decide the thing today, since you don't give it, then the ancestor will take it from your corpse! For the sake of your courage, I can let your soul go into reincarnation!"
Chen Yang looked at Han Chu and nodded slightly appreciatively, and from his eyes, he could naturally see that Han Chu was the main one among the two.
The sleeves of the wide robe were spread, like a crane spreading its wings, although a demonic flame was monstrous, but there was a similar artistic conception of dust, and there was no movement, and a staring black light flew out of the sleeve.
The black light rose to the sky, rose in the wind, and in an instant it turned into the size of a wooden rafter, and on the wooden pole as black as a tree trunk, a black flag fluttered in the wind, which seemed to be tangible and substantial.
The dense screams of grief continued, surrounded by black gas, surrounded by unjust souls, and the black smoke clouds gathered and scattered, constantly turning into faces of pain and struggle, whether male or female, old or young, all with a poignant, hideous, distorted, and desperate face.
"Boy, my Xuanyin Heavenly Demon Banner is a supreme supernatural power of my Xuanyin, I will give you one last chance, I will call out the Yin Condensation Ice Bead by myself, and I will suffer less from the devouring of this soul!"
Chen Yang squinted his eyes slightly and sneered, on his young and handsome face, there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation at all, the Xuanyin Heavenly Demon Banner was slowly suppressed, and several "Kaka" sounds were crisp one after another, and the Demon Banner vividly suppressed several magic gas covers arranged around Han Chu, and the dense black qi of the unjust soul actually suppressed the pure yang fire clouds that permeated around Han Chu.
The blood-condensing mana around the blood river was restless, his eyes kept looking at Han Chu, his face turned slightly pale, anxiously waiting for Han Chu to react, if he was suppressed like this, he didn't have to fight, and the mana of his body would be completely suppressed by this old demon.
"Damn! Sure enough, it's a thousand-year-old demon, this guy is so ruthless, I'm afraid it's bullshit to him!
Looking at the huge black banner slowly falling in the void, Han Chu's face was extremely solemn, this thing seemed to be a magic weapon, but it was purely condensed with Chenyang magic, and the true yuan of the cultivator was just a simple supernatural power, whether it was him or the blood river, it could be easily done, but this thing in front of him was not a simple true yuan illusion, but a weird and evil magic path secret method.
And Chen Yang is even more ruthless to refine the magic with the soul, this soul is not better than the ordinary soul, but to capture the living people, all kinds of abuse, until the most resentful time, in the living soul to refine the magic weapon, such a vicious practice even in the demon path is rarely artificial, one is time-consuming and laborious, and the other is bound to provoke the anger of the heavens and the resentment of the righteous path to encircle and suppress.
Normally, it is not easy for the Demon Dao to extract a few dozen souls, where is there such a thing as Chenyang, there are thousands of souls as soon as he makes a move.
The overwhelming aura was suppressed, and the blood river was so pressed that he was about to fall to his knees, how noble was the bloodline of the corpse king in Han Chu's body, how could he endure the provocation of the little soul, and his breath suddenly skyrocketed uncontrollably.
"Roar!!"
Three inches of fierce evil light burst out of his eyes, Han Chu's body was crisp, his body suddenly rose a foot higher, his body was even thicker, his skin seemed to be made of dark iron, shining with a thick and cold metallic luster, two sharp fangs poked out of his mouth, a pair of black gold claws shone with a cold light like a flying sword, and there was a dense golden talisman shining.
However, under the suppression of the Chenyang Xuanyin Heavenly Demon Flag, all the essence and blood in the heart exploded, revealing the true body of Han Chu's iron-armored corpse.