The sudden change caught Linglong and several people off guard, but it was obvious that Liu San's target was Qianchen and he didn't take them seriously.

"Qianchen, heart!"

Several people shouted loudly, they were so anxious, because Qian Chen actually watched Liu San rush towards him without the slightest reaction!

"Boom!"

Two majestic spiritual powers collided, one slightly black and the other red.

Under Qian Chen's calm expression, he was extremely worried, the reason why he let Liu San's collision was completely involuntary, because he couldn't move at all now!

It seems that between this abyss, there is an invisible force that is suppressing itself, suppressing it from the inside out.

It's not the forbidden elixir in the body, but the real invisible coercion.

Qian Chen's whole body was in a cold sweat, if he hadn't been able to mobilize his spiritual power, he was afraid that he would be hit half dead by Liu San.

"What the hell is going on?" Qian Chen wanted to struggle to escape this feeling of being forbidden and coerced, because this was too uncomfortable for him, like a fish on a chopping board, only for the sake of being slaughtered.

But no matter how much he struggled, there was still no way to do it.

Liu San's eyes widened sharply, like a beast, this time he didn't collide, but raised the long sword in his hand, wanting to slash at Qianchen.

Qian Chen's heart was shocked, seeing that the spirit patterns on the long sword were dense, and the power was condensed between the rules and regulations. He finally relented, and his spiritual sense condensed into the silent elixir in his body, and when the stone tablet trembled, his spiritual consciousness turned into a pair of sharp swords and slashed towards the elixir!

"Slash!"

Liu San's voice was like that of a beast, low and cold. The sword aura is like a rainbow, and the murderous aura is full!

"Qianchen!"

Linglong and the others were shocked, they were too far away to help Qianchen at all. The three of them had just noticed that something was wrong with Qianchen, but who could stop this fierce sword qi.

"Break it for me!"

Almost at the same time, the spiritual consciousness mixed with the spiritual power slashed fiercely on the elixir in his body, did he want to self-destruct the elixir? Obviously not, he wanted to disturb the anti-rebellious spirit pattern engraved on the elixir!

Ci's strange situation can only use this kind of strategy, and his body can't move, so how can he resist this more powerful blow. Therefore, his hope could only rest on the strange aura, but he underestimated the strength of this anti-rebellious spirit pattern.

The blood-colored sword qi is like the scythe of death, harvesting all living beings with the breath of death.

This sword slashed fiercely at Qian Chen, who couldn't move. The aura of the protective body was almost collapsed by this sword slash, and under the aftermath, his second heavy mad refining demon body had no effect, and his blood and qi were still disordered, and a mouthful of reverse blood almost spit out!

The power of this sword can be imagined!

Everything happened and standing between a few breaths, Qian Chen's heart had no other way but to pray.

With a wry smile on the corner of Qian Chen's mouth, everything can be regarded as a black aura and a defeat to a black aura. Succeeded in the rebellious spirit pattern, defeated in the anti-rebellious spirit pattern. In the end, he lifted the stone of Liu San and shot himself in the foot.

Despite thinking so, he did not give up on destroying the Rebellion Spirit Pattern. He felt a deep sense of powerlessness, because in the darkness he felt that only by doing so could he break free from this adversity. He wanted to use the strange star pupil to see what was restraining him, but he didn't find any clues.

The corners of Liu San's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, his expression was cold and violent, as if he had become a stranger, and now this appearance, isn't it a stranger. He looked at Qian Chen with a strange brilliance, like looking at a lamb that had been waiting to be slaughtered, unscrupulous and greedy.

......

Somewhere in the abyss, it's so dark compared to the drowsiness. If it's evening outside, then it's night, the real darkness.

The wind is gusting and the air is cold.

If someone comes here, they will definitely be shocked, because the wind that is constantly blowing is strange and fierce, and I am afraid that ordinary people will be directly blown by this yin wind.

Not only that, but the roar of the strange beast that kept coming was like thunder, resounding through the abyss and echoing the ground.

And in such a terrifying place, a man with a sword on his back was holding a black wine jug, constantly pouring wine with his head up. Along the way, the flask, which was not much bigger than a fist, seemed to contain an endless supply of spirits, and it was never empty.

The road under his feet was not smooth, full of thorns and black mist, but he walked unusually straight.

At the moment when the man looked up again and poured his wine, a thin shadow on the left side rushed to his throat like lightning.

In an instant, the man's right hand moved, and there was already a black snake in his hand that had been short.

The black serpent was smooth and as thick as a thumb, and it seemed to merge into one in the dark night.

But now it was grabbed by the man in front of him with his bare hands, and its long mouth showed its fangs, and it was not the neighing of a snake, but an even more strange sound, like a yin wind.

"Yo, guy, you're smart enough to sneak up on me while I'm drinking. The man pinched his fingers lightly, and the black snake suddenly let out a miserable wail.

The man threw it away, threw the snake that was already wilting and threw it into the darkness, and muttered: "All living beings have a destiny, and today I will be merciful to spare you this time, and how long you can live depends on your creation." ”

The black snake seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, and looked at the man with his back to him with fear in his eyes, and the sound of rustling sounded, and it disappeared into the night

However, a huge black shadow passed by, with a cold gust of wind and a thick black mist. The black shadow rushed towards the black snake that had just fled, and then a swallowing sound sounded, and the black mist dissipated, revealing its true face.

It was covered with black scales, a pair of blue-gold eyes were chilling, a hideous face, and full of fangs, it was a black one-horned dragon hundreds of feet!

The man suddenly put down the flask and sighed.

"Roar!"

The black dragon groaned, and the abyss was silent!

"Haha, even if you let it go, the damn one still has to die. It's so grassy that eating it is easier than swallowing saliva. ”

At this moment, a burst of laughter sounded in the silent abyss. The black fog that had dispersed in the air gradually condensed, turning into a huge face, formless and formless. And that cold voice came from his mouth.

The man frowned slightly, and snorted lightly: "After so many years, you are still so annoying." ”

"Haha!" Hearing this, the face condensed by the black mist became even more proud, and he couldn't stop laughing: "I can make you hateful, this is amazing, famous ......"

Before he finished his words, a cold glow passed in the dark night, and the black mist dissipated in an instant.

"Roar!"

Seeing this, the black one-horned dragon let out an angry roar, and the fishy smell blew the man's clothes fluttering, and the blue-gold dragon's eyes gradually turned red.

"Noise!"

Another flicker of cold light, a golden blood splattered from the black dragon's face, and a scar that was several feet deep into the bone suddenly appeared.

The black dragon wailed, how could it have the hideous appearance just now, like the black snake that it swallowed, looking at the misty human under his feet with fear in his eyes.

At this time, the dissipated black mist re-condensed, and although it still carried laughter, it was obviously not so wanton.

"You shouldn't be here. ”

"You can handle where I'm going. ”

The man picked up the flask again and took a sip of the spirits.

"I don't care where you go, but you'd better leave my business alone. The black mist giant face's voice was cold.

"You threaten me?"

Suddenly, the man's eyes flashed, and a punch slammed out......

......

The second layer of the abyss, the Demon Ancient Tree.

Liu San's smile was hideous and cruel, and he directly gave up the Spirit Pattern Sword. The crimson aura of his left hand condensed, and it turned into a huge blood claw, attacking people with murderous aura!

"Hurry up!" Qian Chen's expression was anxious, the blood claw in front of him was about to take shape, and there was still a little movement in his body.

There was a bitterness in his heart, if you want to talk about the most familiar spirit pattern, it belongs to this rebellious spirit pattern that does not know the class. There is no other reason, this is a spiritual pattern engraved in his body, the spiritual power comes out from here, and the spiritual consciousness passes through here. can be a part of his body, but what is helpless is that he can portray it out of thin air in reality, but he can't easily crack it.

The willow scattered, like a thunderbolt passing by. The crimson giant claws slashed towards Qian Chen with a fierce tyrannical and bloody wind.

At the last moment, he was still unable to move, and there was not much spiritual power left at this time. He simply didn't have the ability to take this blow.

"Qianchen!"

"Liu San!"

Linglong and Mo Tingyu behind them watched all this eagerly, they wanted Qianchen to resist, and they also wanted to wake up Liu San. But how could it be so easy? The abyss was weird, and they couldn't reverse it.

A strange glint flashed in Linglong's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

However, just when Qian Chen was about to close his eyes helplessly, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him. Immediately, his eyes widened, and a violent aura emanated!

"Linglong!"

No one thought that why Linglong would appear in front of Qianchen, in the place where the blood claw fell!

The protective spiritual power on Linglong's body collapsed in an instant like tissue paper, and there was no room for resistance.

That miserable white and beautiful face appeared in Qianchen's pupils, and above the paleness was a touch of bright red, like a rose in the snow, it was so dazzling and bewitching.

Looking at the figure that was about to fall, Qian Chen only felt that his heart was stirred, and his eyes suddenly turned red. At this moment, his almost transparent spiritual power became pitch black again.

Suppress the spirit pattern, shattered in an instant!

At the same time, the black spiritual power seemed to be rejuvenated, surging madly, with infinite violence.

The invisible prohibition in the land collapsed in an instant, and he was free......

There is no mistake