When Qin Chen heard this, he smiled and said, "I am indeed curious. If you don't leave, you won't be fooled by me a few times. It seems a bit stupid."

Xue Feng was not angry when he heard this.

"The good show has just begun. Qin Chen, the next thing is the real big show!"

"By the way, my head asked me to ask you, but I'm not curious. Why don't you know where Wen Xianzhi is until now?"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Chen's face slowly became cold.

"Haha, Master Qin, do you think you can really be unscrupulous if you destroy the two holy emperors of our clan? This Weiyang Holy Realm is your burial place!"

When Qin Chen heard Qin Chen's cold face was slightly relaxed at this moment.

"Yeah?"

Looking at the bloody fog, Qin Chen smiled slightly and said, "Even if it is the place where I buried my bones,... the one who killed me is definitely not a little holy king like you!"

Hearing this, Xue Wu looked cold.

"You guys retreat!"

At this moment, Xue Feng was obviously angry with Qin Chen.

Bloodless, Blood Craft, Blood Cold Infant, three of them retreated and came a thousand meters away.

The bloody beast looked at Qin Chen, and the murderous aura condensed.

"I also want to see where the eighth-level realm of the Qin Sect Master Tiansheng is powerful!"

A word fell, and a pressure swept across.

The Holy King’s Soul Pressure.

At this moment, within a thousand meters, a stream of unlimited soul pressure was released at this moment.

Feeling the explosion of the soul pressure, Qin Chen's body was restricted at this moment.

My body began to tighten, and my breath gradually converged.

Face the Holy King directly.

This is the first time that Qin Chen has faced the Holy King with his own strength as the foundation.

"The realm of the Holy King is faintly condensed by the soul, and the power of the soul is enough to crush your Heavenly Saint realm."

Hearing this, Qin Chen sneered: "Then you probably thought too much."

"If you want to crush me, Qin Chen, you will at least be suppressed by the Holy King's soul."

As soon as he fell, Qin Chen's body suddenly stood tall at this moment.

And at the same time.

In the soul.

The soul of the saint.

Dragon soul.

The soul of the phoenix!

The three are one.

A soul pressure swept across Qin Chen's body at this moment.

He has not yet reached the realm of the Holy King, and has not completely colluded with him.

However, the three souls and seven spirits themselves have strong oppressive power.

However, after reaching the realm of the Holy King, this kind of oppressive force will truly condense.

And the general Tiansheng realm will also produce such oppressive force, but... it is very weak.

Tightness is only a suppression of the realm of the Earth Saint and the realm of the Saint, but the suppression power is extremely small, because the three souls and seven spirits have not been completely penetrated, and the released soul pressure cannot form a great oppression at all.

But.

Qin Chen is different.

Qin Chen is not just his saint soul, but also his dragon soul and phoenix soul.

The soul of the dragon and the soul of the phoenix are connected together, but the explosive power is very amazing.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the soul of the dragon and the soul of the phoenix itself have great soul strength.

Releasing pressure is also powerful.

Although it cannot match the strength of the Holy King realm that is almost a thousand meters, it is enough to cover Qin Chen himself, so that the Blood King in front of him cannot be suppressed by the Holy King's soul.

boom……

A low explosion sounded at this moment.

Around Qin Chen's body, the bloody Holy King's soul pressure was gradually collapsed.

Looking closely, it seemed like a blood fog condensed a magnetic field, completely wrapping Qin Chen and having nowhere to hide.

But Qin Chen was able to condense a magnetic field by himself, completely submerging the pressure of the magnetic field.

"Um?"

Xue Feng also saw this at this moment and looked surprised.

"I am worthy of being the leader of Qin."

Bloody eyes were a bit scrutinized.

Rumors from the outside world that Qin Chen is very powerful.

See you today, it turns out to be so.

"But even so, without the Holy King's soul pressure suppressing you, I can rely on my strength to completely kill you."

Xue Feng said directly: "Eighth grade of Tiansheng, can you explosively surpass the realm of the Saint King?"

Swish...

As the blood slut fell, the figure turned into a afterimage, and at this moment, he directly rushed towards Qin Chen.

A rumbling sounded.

At this moment, the two people's bodies collided and fists were facing each other.

Qin Chen's figure retreated at this moment.

But the blood fog pressed forward straight.

The Holy King is not only powerful, but also has the explosion of his own power. Whether it is speed or reaction, they all surpass the realm of the Heavenly Saint.

This is the absolute suppression from the realm.

"roll!"

With a low shout, Qin Chen swung his punch again at this moment.

Every meridian and every flesh and blood breath in the body burst out at this moment.

boom!!!

The heaven and earth tremble, and the mountains and forests tremble.

At this moment, the bloody figure was also blocked.

When looking at Qin Chen, Xue Feng became completely serious.

Qin Chen can’t be regarded as the eighth-level realm of Tiansheng.

At this moment, Qin Chen clenched his fists, and a faint force condensed around his body.

Tianluo Dragon Power!

The sage power turns into strength, attacks both inside and outside, and has strong transmission power. This is also the reason why Qin Chen chose to spend time practicing this holy technique.

One punch can far exceed your peak destructive power.

At this moment, the bloody face was cold.

"Big Blood Spirit Heavenly Hand!"

With a drink, the blood fog was directly grabbed with one hand.

The roar sounded at this moment.

The terrifying fluctuations are heart-pounding at this moment.

"Wind roar!"

At this moment, Qin Chen held the Li Fan in his hand, and the strong wind whistled, Li Fan flew, and the sound of the wind whistled out, thrusting away with blood.

Swish swish swish swish...

At this moment, the blood palm was completely enveloped by the wind roaring air and broke.

At this moment, Qin Chen's eyes were cold and his expression was even colder.
To be continued...