Xiao Chen looked coldly at the slightly panicked demon girls, determined to completely destroy these demon girls.

It will take only a short time for the human race and the demon race to start. Even the demon race in the human world can be said to be the future enemy of the human race. How many people can kill now?

The dragon shadow under the domineering place turned into purple and yellow mountain seals in a blink of an eye, covering the sky and the sun. It was like a huge sun. It was constantly thrusting towards the demon girl, with endless power and roaring majestic.

A kind of eternal and unchanging truth of the Tao of the towering mountains and rivers was constantly suppressed, and the girl in white changed color repeatedly. Even though she was still floating like a goddess in the dust.

But the onlookers had obviously noticed the weakness of the demon clan. They sighed in their hearts that Xiao Chen's domineering behavior was so terrifying that he had not yet fully grown up. In the future, he would probably dominate the Three Realms and suppress the eternal period. It is also impossible to truly achieve the Human Emperor. Thinking of this, he was full of worries. If this son grows up, he would be the enemy of the great sect!

The little Taoist priest laughed and looked at the demon girls' faces being pressed by the huge mountain seal. There was a hint of worry between his eyebrows. The power of the northern demon tribe was too strong. I don't know whether Brother Xiao's move was right or wrong?

Although Brother Xiao may be able to prove the Taoist Emperor in the future, he will dominate the Three Realms and will not need to fear the demon clan. However, after all, there is no strong background now, and even if he is a human emperor, he may not be able to resist the revenge of the demon clan. Thinking of this, the melancholy look on his eyebrows is even heavier.

Lin Mei nodded as if she was aware of it. She also felt that Xiao Chen was really rash. Perhaps he could still reconcile with the northern demon clan at this time.

Xiao Chen sneered repeatedly, looking at the demon girl's stubborn resistance, she really lacked interest. She directly took out a golden handprint and pressed it into powder under her palm. The demon girl turned into blood and scattered bones, constantly hitting the ground.

The onlookers were suffocating coldly, and several female monks turned around and vomited. Even Lin Mei had a pale face and stared at Xiao Chen in horror. This murderous aura and murderous intent were a bit too much.

Xiao Chen just smiled indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, the golden bow turned into a dragon shadow and hid into his palm. However, between his eyes, it was still as cold as lightning.

The corner of his mouth was even more disdainful and sneered. He still had no intention of landing on the ground. The big bull shook his shoulders with slight slightest trembling, and his huge body exuded a bloodthirsty desire like an ancient beast. The little Taoist priest also seemed to be smiling, only Lin Mei looked at the strangeness of Xiao Chen and others in confusion.

The silent murderous aura is like an eternal giant beast, and he is fond of people. The big bull is like carrying a green mountain on his back, his body bows slightly. He sweats heavily on his forehead, feeling huge pressure. Finally, he roars a little crazy: "Rat, I believe you are also a hero of the demon clan, why not get out to see people in a dignified manner!"

The little Taoist priest and Xiao Chen both smiled when they heard this. They were so angry that they hated him. It was obvious that he was a hero, but he was better than a bear.

Especially the latter, the big bull bites the word "seeing people" on the face. Lin Mei even laughed loudly. Only the onlookers showed fear on their faces. How powerful is they hidden on their side, but they are still unaware of it. They all glanced at Xiao Chen and others with tacit understanding. They were obviously afraid of causing harm to the fish in the pond. Several of them fled far away without looking back, and looked anxious.

"Hey, do you really deserve to die? There is no reason to ask me to leave you with a complete body."

In the confusing and horrified eyes of everyone, the void was rippling, and a beautiful young man with a long dress fluttering like a snow-white god gradually appeared.

Lin Mei exclaimed, "Lu Wuya, the ninth saint of the demon clan." Some disciples of the great sect showed envy, and many older people smiled and called their disciples around them to come forward to greet them. Lu Wuya glanced at Lin Mei in a little surprised, and then greeted the disciples of the great sect coming as if nothing had happened. His graceful demeanor made people feel as if they were in spring breeze.

Even Xiao Chen sighed in his heart that the demon clan is indeed so heroic, with a brilliant and beautiful talent, and is worthy of being the ancestors before the ancient times. However, he sneered: "Lu Wuya, right? The Ninth Holy Son? Has hello been finished? How about asking me to send you reincarnation?"

Lu Wuya looked directly at Xiao Chen with his eyes, and he was even more murderous: "Xiao Chen, you kill my tribe members in front and humiliate me in the future. If you don't kill you today, I will be the throne of the Demon Saint forever and will be my inner demon."

Xiao Chen smiled indifferently and said, "Is that so? I also want to say, I witness the Emperor of Humanity with my blood, and I will suppress the sky with my life. Today, I will also kill you. The way of the Emperor of Humanity is invincible."

Lin Mei, the little Taoist priest and the big bull were all silent. Xiao Chen's words were straightforward and moving forward, so they could not interfere at all. The big bull looked at Xiao Chen's back with a little complexity, and it was just that the heroic figure of the human emperor back.

However, his heart was even heavier. He could clearly feel the gap between Xiao Chen and Lu Wuya. This was not something that could be compensated by momentum and Taoist heart. Xiao Chen seemed to have some senses and turned around and threw a series of comforting eyes from the little Taoist priests, indicating that there was no need to worry. Lin Mei had a complicated face and sighed helplessly in the end. In the road to the king, there was never a retreat without fighting, and fighting would be divided into life and death.

Xiao Chen was filled with endless fighting spirit, and his eyebrows were constantly flashing with crazy heat. He was confident in his heart that in this battle, I would surely attain the Three Thousand Great Ways and enter the four poles.

"The Death of Killing God" keeps running, and wisps of extremely condensed sword energy are like white smoke, tangling around the body. The murderous aura soars into the sky, like the killing god coming to the world.

Lu Wuya frowned. Since ancient times, there have been few human emperors who have practiced the great way of killing and become saints. In ancient times, Fuxi, Shennong, and Younneng were not considered as powerful in the art of attacking and killing. It was just because of the particularity of the human emperor's Taoist seed, the mystery of the application of the rules of Tao. As well as the mastery of fate and time, it is not so much that the human emperor is the eyes and heart of the human race in the mortal world. It is more of a guide, more of a prophet. The human emperor is never a representative of combat power, but just a respectful title that guides people.

However, it is rumored that Xiao Chen is also a hidden emperor Taoist seed, but his murderous aura and crazy fighting spirit are more like a demon clan than a human race, and even more aggressive than a demon clan. However, Lu Wuya had no time to take care of him at this time. Although Xiao Chen was still in the Taoist Palace realm, the pressure he put on him was too terrifying. He was afraid that he would kill a level 4 and three-turned master like a pinching ant.

If it weren't for Lu Wuya's combat power far exceeding that of an ordinary level 4 third-transformer master, he would be killed in one encounter, and the magical art of Nirvana was fully exerted by Xiao Chen, with murderous auras, destroying everything.

The two of them collided violently like two extremely brilliant suns. In an instant, the metal and iron intertwined, causing trembling in the void, and the entire Dragon King Ancient Town roared vigorously. Both of them wanted to kill each other to achieve enlightenment, and they gradually produced true fire. The onlookers were retreating again and again, and each sighed in their hearts that they were all young heroes. The heroes of the people.

I have to say that the ninth saint Lu Wuya has the peak strength far beyond his peers. Even if Xiao Chen has unlimited trump cards and masters the great killing technique, he can reversely attack immortals. However, he feels that he is gradually at a disadvantage when fighting. Whether it is the intuition of fighting or the magic power, there is a big gap between the two.

Lu Wuya stood proudly and sneered, "Xiao Chen, die. I admit that you are very strong, but now you really don't deserve to be my opponent, you can only become my stepping stone to prove my truth."

Xiao Chen did not say anything, one hand, one hand, the other hand, the moon seal. The two seals were combined, and they were still as moving as a mountain, and there was also the murderous aura of destruction to erase everything. This was the initial stage of the integration of Tao and Art, and it was also the result of Xiao Chen's understanding. Therefore, he was able to cross the realm and fight with Lu Wuya to this day. The murderous aura of destruction is said to be able to destroy the tangible things in the heavens and swallow the invisible aura. Even though it is only a small success now, Lu Wuya still felt the pressure of his body, frowned slightly, and then sneered, "Is this the Tao fruit that matches your Tao and Art, hum! But that's it!"

"The Donghuang Bell appears, the golden crow of the sun."

A golden bell appeared in the void, and Lu Wuya instantly turned into a golden crow that covered the sky and avoided the earth.

Holding the big bell, it was like a burning sun hitting towards Xiao Chen, accompanied by the sound of bells, constantly hitting Xiao Chen's heart of Tao. It exuded the aura of suppressing eternal and destroying all creatures. Xiao Chen retreated repeatedly. If it weren't for his strong body, he would have been shattered by Lu Wuya, who had been holding the Donghuang Bell.

Xiao Chen was silent: "Is it really the legendary Donghuang Bell?" Then he realized that this big bell was indeed unparalleled, like the real Sun Palace, and majestic, but it lacked a true charm.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen disdained and said, "It's just a flat-haired beast, this Donghuang Bell is just a fake."

"Hmph! Let you see my trump card so that your demon clan knows that you will have an enemy in the future!"
Chapter completed!