Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

The guard of the Demon Palace was as big as a mountain, and he exuded a strong demonic aura.

In his hand, he tightly grasped a huge and ferocious magic knife, and the blade was faintly flashing with a cold light, which seemed to be able to tear apart everything that stood in his way.

When his eyes touched the flying Chaos Orb, he instinctively sensed a strange aura, an energy fluctuation that was completely different from that of the Demonic Realm.

Without the slightest hesitation, he tensed his muscles, and suddenly pulled out the magic knife, holding it high. In an instant, the magic flames on the magic knife were surging, and like a roaring dragon, it slashed fiercely towards the Chaos Orb.

The force of this sword was enough to split mountains and rocks, leaving a deep black crack in the space, as if it was going to cut the Chaos Pearl in half.

How could Ye Chen give the guard any chance to take advantage of him? Inside the Chaos Pearl, his consciousness was tightly locked onto the guard's every move.

Just when the magic knife was about to fall, his mind moved, and the Chaos Orb suddenly shone brightly. The light was like a real colorful sharp blade, shooting out in an instant at a speed exceeding the speed of light.

Wherever the light passes, space is distorted and the sense of time comes to a standstill.

In just a flash, the colorful light hit the guard's head accurately.

The guard didn't even have time to let out a scream before his entire head exploded like a fragile watermelon, and brains and blood splattered like fireworks.

And under this powerful impact, his huge body instantly shattered like a tattered rag doll, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood mist, splashing everywhere.

This huge energy explosion caused a strong vibration, and the ground around the Demon Temple was like a surging sea, with huge waves rising up.

Countless stones and building debris were thrown high into the sky, and the entire Demon Temple shook slightly under the impact of this force.

The devil, the ruler of the demon world, is now immersed in the tenderness of the witches, enjoying the ultimate in sensual pleasures.

The witches danced gracefully, with a strong magical fragrance filling the air, an aura that could make people intoxicated and lost.

The demon god half-closed his eyes, with a comfortable smile on his lips, as if the whole world was under his control and everything was so beautiful and peaceful.

However, this tranquility was broken in an instant.

His incomparably powerful spiritual consciousness was like an invisible net, instantly spreading to the entire outside of the Demon God Temple.

When he sensed the tragic death of the guards outside the hall and the unique aura of the Chaos Orb, his lazy expression instantly disappeared, replaced by a face full of astonishment and anger.

He suddenly sat up from the huge bed, and the bed instantly turned into powder under his action.

His eyes were wide open, burning with rage that seemed to want to burn the whole world to ashes.

"Who dares to come here to cause trouble? They are courting death!"

The demon's roar echoed in the demon temple like thunder, causing the decorations on the walls to fall off and deep cracks to appear on the ground.

The voice was filled with boundless majesty and boiling rage, like a roar gushing out from the deepest reaches of hell, enough to shake the heart and soul of anyone who listened to it, causing them to feel fear and terror.

Just at this moment, he gently raised his arm, as if exercising some ancient and mysterious power.

As this invisible force surged, the gigantic palace door slowly woke up from its slumber.

Each huge door was as heavy as a small mountain, and when it opened, it made a dull and long creaking sound.

It was like the low chanting of a giant beast that had been sleeping in ancient times, and was waking up.

Ye Chen held the Chaos Pearl in his hand, and with a thought, he stepped over the threshold of the hall without hesitation.

As soon as one steps into this magnificent hall, the light on the surface of the Chaos Pearl gradually fades, becoming soft and restrained.

Ye Chen's figure also merged into this solemn and mysterious space, like a drop of water merging into the vast ocean.

His posture was upright, like a sword drawn from its sheath, emitting a sharp sword energy and sacred aura.

That aura collided with the dark aura of the demon world, forming a strange energy vortex in the hall.

The devil's eyes instantly locked onto Ye Chen. When he saw Ye Chen's cultivation level clearly, he was stunned on the spot.

There was a storm in his heart and his face was full of disbelief.

In his understanding, the demon world and the fairy world are isolated from each other, and it is even more difficult for people from the god world to set foot in the lower world.

In order to avoid the perception of the Heavenly Dao, he went to great lengths and used countless insidious and cunning means before he was able to sneak into the underworld.

The purpose of building his own Demon Temple is to see if he can open a passage into the Immortal World in the Demon World.

But the young man in front of him not only came from the fairyland, but his cultivation had actually broken through numerous shackles and reached the god-like realm in the divine world.

This fact hit him hard in the heart like a heavy hammer, and his mind was instantly confused.

"You are from the God Realm? Why did you come to my Demon Realm?"

The demon god suppressed the shock and anger that was surging in his chest and asked in a low and hoarse voice.

Every word seems to carry a heavy weight.

There was a barely perceptible tremor in that voice, a fear of the unknown deep in the soul, and a deep fear of the unpredictable opponent in front of him.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed tightly on Ye Chen, trying to catch a glimmer of light that might reveal the truth from those eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.

Ye Chen stood there, his face as cold and hard as a sculpture of winter ice, motionless as a mountain, like an ancient statue forgotten by time, exuding an inviolable aura.

His eyes were deep and firm, like two bottomless pools of water or the brightest stars in the night sky, hiding endless mysteries and the vast universe.

In those eyes, the demon seemed to see the vastness of the sea of ​​stars, feel the ruthlessness of the passage of time, and a power and determination beyond imagination.

He flipped his right hand lightly, and the Dragon Sword instantly appeared in his palm.

The sword is crystal clear, like a sleeping dragon. The hilt is carved with exquisite dragon patterns, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

With the appearance of the Dragon Sword, Ye Chen's aura suddenly surged like a volcanic eruption.

A powerful sword energy swept out in all directions with him as the center, and wherever it went, the space was cut into tiny cracks.

"Go to hell with your questions!"

Ye Chen shouted loudly. His voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the Demon God Temple for a long time.

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards the demon like lightning.

The Dragon Sword was raised high in his hand, and the sword shone brightly, instantly transforming into a huge sword shadow, like a roaring dragon, pouncing fiercely towards the demon.

This sword contained Ye Chen's endless anger and determination, as if he wanted to kill the demon god completely and eliminate a great scourge for the fairy world and the demon world.

In that grand and gloomy temple of gods and demons, the atmosphere was as oppressive as if it were real.

The demon stared at Ye Chen who was rushing towards him with great momentum. The latter's body was as fast as lightning and his speed was extremely fast. Wherever he passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

The devil did not dare to slack off at all, as he knew very well how powerful the man in front of him was, so he waved his hand suddenly, and a devil sword as dark as night appeared out of thin air.

The magic knife was surrounded by rolling demonic energy, and the dark light seemed to be able to swallow all light, emitting a terrifying aura.

The demon god gripped the hilt of the magic sword tightly with both hands, and the demon energy in his body was poured into it like a surging tide, and then he attacked forward.