Shinto Emperor

Chapter 1851 Blood Luo King
The next moment, in the sea of ​​blood, tentacles covered Qin Chen's whole body.

"Wind howling!"

With a cold snort, Qin Chen held the fan in his hand and fanned it out at this moment.

A terrifying atmosphere permeated the air at this moment, within the fan, a hurricane opened up, blowing away the sea of ​​blood.

But at this moment, the majestic aura burst out suddenly.

When the roar sounded at this moment, a figure appeared in front of Qin Chen in an instant.

That figure, with blood streaks on its face, and blood gushing out of its body, turned into a blood sword. At this moment, it instantly pierced through Qin Chen's body.

bang...

A deep cracking sound sounded at this moment, and the fan in Qin Chen's hand turned into a wind blade at this moment, killing the figure.

"what?"

But at this moment, that figure was surprised, and the figure kept retreating at this moment.

At this moment, Qin Chen's blood sword on his chest disappeared.

But there was a terrifying blood hole left in his chest.

His face turned pale, and Qin Chen spat out a mouthful of blood.

Leaving the fan in his hand, he held it tightly.

At this moment, the retreating figure also stabilized the figure.

"What a domineering fan!"

A hoarse voice sounded at this moment.

At the same time, on the other side, Akabane Tianfengdiao was entangled tightly by two figures.

Two Holy Kings of the Gorefiend Clan.

And... the realm of the three sage kings.

But at this moment, the holy king standing not far from Qin Chen had a stronger aura than everyone present, and he was also in the realm of the three sage kings.

At this moment, Qin Chen looked forward with a calm expression and let out a breath.

On the other side, Xue Aoqun's expression turned serious.

"Xueluo!"

Xue Aoqun fought against Yi Pingchuan, but at this moment he hummed: "Why are you here?"

Hearing this, the man standing in front of Qin Chen smiled and said, "If I don't come, my family's plan will be completely destroyed by you today."

Hearing this, Xue Aoqun's face became even colder.

"Qin Chen, the master of the Sacred Beast Sect."

"During this period of time, the Holy Beast Sect has been in the limelight, but you haven't gotten to know you well yet, yet you jumped out on your own."

Qin Chen looked at Xue Luo.

At this moment, the other two Sanxian Sage Kings are suppressing Akabane Tianfengdiao.

As for the rest of the people, they couldn't pull out their hands at this moment.

Qin Chen's eyes didn't dodge in the slightest.

"After waiting for half a day, did you only wait for a three-sage sage king like you?"

Qin Chen's tone was a little disappointed.

At this moment, King Xueluo looked stern, and said with a sneer: "Tiansheng second-rank cultivation base, the strength is not very strong, but the tone is really not small!"

At this moment, Qin Chen's eyes were calm.

"It really disappoints me."

Qin Chen said again.

"Since that's the case, I'll send you on your way, let you be disappointed slowly on the way!"

At this moment, King Xueluo let out a low snort, grabbed the palm of his hand, and a stream of blood arrows converged at this moment. The arrows looked like long spears, scarlet and bloody, and they were particularly terrifying.

At this moment, the arrow pierced through the void, and while the roar sounded, it suddenly pierced Qin Chen's face directly, and along the way, blood awns left traces.

Those blood glows made the air rotten and smelly.

Seeing the arrow shooting towards him in an instant, Qin Chen grasped it with his palm.

hum...

In an instant, the buzz sounded, and around his body, the aura of holy dragons lingered at this moment.

The aura of the holy dragon seemed to have turned into a suit of armor. At this moment, it directly lingered around Qin Chen's body, turning into fierce dragons.

The burst of air immediately sounded at this moment.

The holy dragon filled the air, causing the surface of Qin Chen's body to condense into an armor at this moment. The armor was full of bluish-white light, sacred and magnificent.

Ding……

When the arrow of King Xueluo landed on the surface of Qin Chen's body, a clear warning sounded at this moment.

At this moment, the arrow broke inch by inch, and Qin Chen stood still, but his figure was as motionless as a mountain.

"what?"

At this moment, King Xueluo's eyes were startled.

In the distance, the Blood Proud Group shouted loudly: "It's the holy dragon's vein of Jiuyou Terrace!"

"Damn!"

"This bastard, how is he connected to the vein of the holy dragon?"

Xue Aoqun was horrified at this moment.

The vein of the holy dragon in Jiuyou Holy Mountain is the vein of the earth.

Their blood demon clan also thought about swallowing the vein of the holy dragon completely.

But, it can't be done!

It seems that the vein of the holy dragon is connected to the earth and does not recognize the blood demons.

Perhaps, only the human race can do it.

However, I am afraid that at least it must be a human power at the level of the Holy Emperor, or even a giant of the human race at the level of the Holy Venerable.

But how could Qin Chen, a mere second-rank Tiansheng, be able to connect?

That is a sacred dragon vein that can be used by the entire Jiuyoutai disciples to practice. The holy energy contained in it is all gathered into a dragon vein, how powerful it is?

A mere second-grade Heavenly Saint, if connected, the body can't bear it, but it will directly detonate the body.

Qin Chen...too bold!
King Xueluo's eyes focused on Qin Chen, and he was even more astonished.

This guy, do you want to die?
At this moment, Qin Chen was standing on the top of the mountain, and at the foot of the cliff, it seemed like a dragon was climbing.

And around his body, the most pure holy power of heaven and earth is blessed around his body.

This is the real saint.

At this moment, Qin Chen was like a god who transformed the world and taught the people. Standing there, he had an indescribably mysterious, noble, and distant temperament.

At this moment, Yan Ruhua and the others were all stunned when they saw this scene.

"Uncle Patriarch...it seems...a magic stick!"

Jin Zhe couldn't help muttering at this moment.

As soon as these words came out, Jian Bo, Yan Ruhua and the others were taken aback, but when they thought about it carefully...it was like that!

At this moment, King Xueluo was in shock.

"To make a fool of yourself!"

King Xueluo snorted: "Facing your mighty strength, your fancy things are not worth mentioning!"

"is it?"

Qin Chen smiled and said, "Try it!"

After saying a word, Qin Chen stepped forward with a murderous look.

Terrifying fluctuations swept through at this moment.

"The flowers are pretty, do you dare to pick them up?"

As soon as Qin Chen said a word, he held it in his hand, and a holy dragon spear condensed at this moment.

The spear was three meters long, with a dragon head at the tip and a dragon tail at the end. At this moment, a majestic aura burst out in an instant, directly tearing through the void, and appeared in front of King Xueluo.

bang...

King Xueluo slapped out his palm, but in an instant, there was a crackling sound.

The flesh and blood in his palm exploded at this moment.

A violent roar sounded at this moment.

The sound of sizzling, sizzling, kept ringing, and I saw the blood on the palm of Xueluo King, as if corroded, emitting white mist, and a rancid smell spread.

"How does it taste?"

Qin Chen smiled at the moment.

"court death!"

Xueluo Wang was furious at the time, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Then, at this moment, his body was seen, the blood light was as bright as the sun, and a tyrannical oppressive force burst out in an instant, pushing Qin Chen away.

(End of this chapter)