After the demon king failed to beg for death

Fu Ling had been hugged by Li Chen before, intentionally or unintentionally, but it was nothing like the hug in front of him.

The man hugged him tightly, hugging his waist and back with great strength, as if wishing to integrate him into his flesh and blood.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.

what is this?

Fu Ling didn't move at all, or couldn't move even if he wanted to.

He is not afraid to stand with Li Chen, even if everyone knows that he is related to the devil, he is not afraid.

It's just that it's so embarrassing for such a publicity.

Fu Ling just wanted to say something, but his body froze again.

The slightly wet coolness on the shoulders, the faint sobbing sound in the ears, and the trembling body holding him.

Li Chen actually... cried.

What exactly happened here?

Bi Yuanqing was the first to react. Although he didn't step forward, he couldn't help yelling loudly: "Devil, let go of my sect disciple."

Li Chen turned a deaf ear and didn't take the group of people around him seriously at all, just hugged Fu Ling tightly.

Tian Saran looked at the scene in front of him, and said with a sneer: "I said, why do you keep trying to excuse this devil? It turns out that you have been hiding in the dark and colluding together."

Bi Yuanqing immediately retorted: "Master Tiange, don't talk nonsense without evidence, but now this devil is threatening my disciples."

If Luo Xuan was really related to Li Chen, his Xuantian Sect would definitely be affected.

Tian Saran pointed to the two people who were inseparable from each other: "Look at the appearance of the two of them, they don't seem to be a threat, I think they are more or less fornication!"

However, as soon as the two words "go together" were finished, an extremely strong spiritual force immediately rushed towards Tian Saran, and the simple black sword hung on the tip of Tian Saran's nose in the blink of an eye.

Everyone present didn't even see how Li Chen made the move.

Tian Saran almost lost his courage in an instant, and cold sweat broke out from his back.

The sword did not fall, but flew back into the master's hand in an instant.

Li Chen finally let go of Fu Ling, but one hand was still tightly wrapped around his waist, as if he was afraid that he would disappear, he clasped tightly and did not let go.

Fu Ling was clasped in Li Chen's arms. If the aura on his body was not so familiar, he would have suspected that someone else was impersonating him.

Being hugged by him like this, I can't do anything at all.

Fu Ling moved and asked, "Can you let me go first?"

Li Chen turned his face, and the eyes under the mask, which usually had no warmth, did not know what kind of emotion was shining.

He said slowly: "No."

Not only could it not, but the hand holding him tightened a bit.

Fu Ling: My waist is about to break...

Li Chen raised his head, the silver mask was like a ghost's face, everyone who looked at it panicked.

An arrogant and emotionless voice sounded coldly: "Whoever wants to get rid of me, you can try."

After speaking, he actually raised his feet and walked outside the main hall door in this posture.

Fu Ling didn't understand what happened in the short two or three days since he left, Li Chen felt as if he had been stimulated, and his whole body was in a tense and crazy state.

Before Li Chen came, everyone was full of enthusiasm, clamoring to get rid of the devil.

But after he came, no one dared to take the lead.

Especially after he just shot.

Because no one found out exactly how and when Li Chen made the move, if he hadn't stopped the sword, Tian Salan would have died or been disabled.

In the face of such terrifying and heaven-defying strength, no one is willing to be the first bird, for fear that if one does not pay attention, one's life will be lost.

Li Chen carried Fu Ling and walked away calmly and without fear, but the people around him were cautious and careful, just following him to the outside of the main hall.

Outside the main hall is the largest square of Xuantian Sect.

On the square, after Li Chen entered the main hall, all the Xuantian Sect disciples, as well as the disciples brought by other sects, had gathered. There were more than 3000 people, all of whom held long swords and looked at him sternly. The devil who came out of the hall.

It can be said that there was no sound in the square, and the needles could be heard. Everyone even slowed down their breathing, and they were extremely cautious.

This is a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity. Li Chen created the Xuantianzong camp alone, and all the leaders of the six major sects gathered here. The position of the first sect.

Countless thoughts flashed through Bi Yuanqing's mind, and he was a little annoyed. At such an important moment, Patriarch Youming went somewhere, and when he was really needed, he didn't even have a shadow.

Looking at the battle, Fu Ling understood that if he didn't fight, he wouldn't be able to leave.

It's all like this now, and he has nothing to be afraid of.

However, Fu Ling raised his head in confusion: "Why did you come here like this?"

Wearing a mask, he is extremely arrogant, even if he uses the identity of the Nether Patriarch, it will save a lot of trouble.

Li Chen clasped this man in his arms again: "I can't wait."

Fu Ling was surprised: "Can't wait for what?"

Li Chen suppressed the violent spiritual power all over his body, and said softly, "See you."

Fu Ling froze.

In fact, Li Chen's current condition is not good.

He has been thinking about how to revive Master for more than a hundred years, searching for methods, starting again and again, and being disappointed again and again.

Resurrection has almost become the most persistent thing in Li Chen's heart.

If you can't ask for it, you can't think about it like crazy.

This matter gradually became his heart demon.

Every time he was promoted, this demon would come out to harass him.

It wasn't telling him that he would never succeed, or that Fu Ling had already lost his soul and had no hope.

Time and time again, he has come through.

The only time something went wrong was when the heart demon pretended to be Fu Ling and told Li Chen that the master had been revived by him and was resurrected, so he didn't have to work hard or search for it, and just stayed in his heart with peace of mind. In the world created by the devil for him, he lived happily all his life.

That time, he was almost bewitched.

However, it survived.

This time, Li Chen felt that he was influenced by the demon again.

Because of too much attachment, this demon confuses him all the time, telling him that all this is just his own illusion.

What Dashu said was false, and everything he heard was hallucinations.

An illusion created by too much attachment.

It's only because I like him that I regard Luo Xuan as my master, and therefore I pin my hopes on him, hoping that everything will be perfect.

Li Chen, who was disturbed by the inner demon, couldn't wait for the start of the plan, so he went to Xuantianzong alone.

Even though this place is full of dangers, he has to confirm it with his own eyes.

Whether this is true or not.

The aura of berserk has almost flowed through all the meridians of Li Chen's body. He has stayed in the Mahayana stage for a long time, and if he takes a step further, he will be able to transcend the catastrophe and ascend.

However, it has been thousands of years in the cultivation world that no one has ascended through the tribulation.

The last master who cultivated to the Mahayana stage was Fu Ling, who did not die under the thunder of crossing the catastrophe, but passed his cultivation to Li Chen without reservation, and died by himself.

Li Chen himself didn't know what would happen next.

In order to revive Fu Ling, he has been suppressing his cultivation all these years.

However, today, under the influence of this inner demon, the spiritual power in his body violently ran around, faintly uncontrollable, and even seemed to be promoted.

After the Mahayana, it is to cross the catastrophe and ascend.

The highest realm that everyone pursues on the way of cultivation is right in front of us.

But Li Chen couldn't be happy at all. Not only was he unhappy, but there was even nameless anger hidden in his heart.

After hearing what he said, Fu Ling was indeed stiff for a while, but soon the body that was close to him made him aware of the phenomenon of the spiritual power in Li Chen's body running amok.

He looked at Li Chen solemnly, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter with this spiritual power?"

The spiritual power in Li Chen's body was almost unrestrained, but his voice was calm and unwavering: "It's nothing, I'll take you out of here first."

"My Xuantianzong is a place where you can come and go whenever you want."

Bi Yuanqing scolded, and all the disciples under his sect had formed an formation, surrounding Fu Ling and Li Chen.

The rest of the sect's disciples are all ready to fight, and they are bound to capture the devil.

The war is about to start.

Fu Ling didn't know what went wrong, even if he was killed, he would never have thought that the tree would repeat everything he had said.

And he still doesn't know that the person holding him is the child who was thin, small and dark, obviously as timid as a mouse, but still persistent in protecting him.

"Let me go, let's fight out together."

Fu Ling was only worried about the poison on Li Chen's body. It would be really bad if it was really a spiritual riot that caused the poison to spread.

Li Chen didn't even move his hand, held a sword in one hand, and put his arms around Fu Ling in the other, and said solemnly: "No need."

The quaint black sword was already out of his hand, and it swept across the entire square in an instant with the momentum of piercing the clouds.

An irresistible spiritual coercion swept across the entire Xuantian Sect.

As soon as the coercion came out, everyone's expressions changed.

It turned out to be... the Mahayana period!

The leaders of the various sects all stared wide-eyed, looking at the man in black standing in the middle of the square in disbelief.

They all knew that Li Chen had a high level of cultivation, but they didn't expect that he was already a master in the Mahayana stage.

How could it not be shocking to have been promoted to such a realm at such a young age.

Xiao Yunyi, who is the owner of Furong Pavilion, the number one sect in the cultivation world, is only in the stage of distraction, but Li Chen is two realms higher than him, so he might be able to overcome the catastrophe and ascend soon.

This realization gave everyone a chill.

How the hell do you fight, what do you use to catch the devil.

Everyone mobilized their spiritual power and began to fight against this coercion.

However, this is not the worst.

Because immediately under this spiritual pressure, a powerful soul pressure emerged from nowhere under the hood.

Fu Ling didn't know how long Li Chen could last, for fear that those toxins would get out of control and make a comeback.

He closed his eyes without hesitation and released the soul pressure.

Humans have three souls and seven souls, human soul, heavenly soul, and earthly soul, and each soul has its own thoughts.

Only when these three souls come together can a complete person be formed.

Fu Ling Duoshe was reborn, although he lost all his spiritual power, his cultivation base plummeted even without his wife.

But the soul cultivated in the previous life is still so powerful.

The coercion of the soul consciousness of a master in the Mahayana period is only stronger than the spiritual pressure, and this kind of suppression will make people unable to resist from the depths of the soul.

Now all the people in the square were plunged into dire straits, many disciples couldn't stand the coercion, some vomited blood, some fainted.

The blocking formation formed by Xuantianzong's disciples has already been torn apart.

Even the leaders of the sects are all doing their best to resist this coercion.

At this moment, Li Chen was really like Shura from hell, sweeping the audience with the aura of looking down on the world.

Make people feel no resistance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fu Ling simply reached out and hugged Li Chen's waist, and hurriedly said, "Let's go."

Hearing this, Li Chen raised his hand to withdraw his sword, and the moment his spiritual power withdrew, he had disappeared on the square of Xuantianzong.

After the two left, everyone in the square sat cross-legged and adjusted their breath on the spot.

No one said much.

Li Chen's terrifying strength left an indelible impression on everyone's hearts.

This monster can't beat it at all!

At this time, Li Chen, the big devil who had left Xuantianzong, was flying all the way to Mingshi Mountain with the lost and recovered man in his arms.

Fu Ling asked with some concern: "How is your health?"

Such a riot of spiritual power is definitely not something that can be perfunctory.

Li Chen's speed is very fast. Compared with Fu Ling's current Yujian speed, this sword flies many times faster than him.

Standing on the sword, he looked at Fu Ling in his arms who cared the most for him but refused to reveal his real identity to him, and raised his hand to take off the mask.

The bloodshot eye sockets were already flushed, and the blood inside was surging, trying to cover the entire eyeball.

Fu Ling was shocked: "What happened to your eyes?"

Li Chen didn't answer, but just moved closer, as if confirming the smell of Fu Ling.

He would rub Fu Ling's cheek with the tip of his nose, and almost whispered, "Are you real or fake?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Fu Ling: I think I will be in danger!

。感谢在2020-09-1621:49:52~2020-09-1712:18:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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