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Even so, Chen Luo still didn't rush to Chen Ling's side. He tilted his head slightly, looked at the surrounding scene and got a general understanding of what happened just now. He also faintly realized that he could no longer hide the fact that Chen Ling was a demon cultivator.

For a moment, Chen Luo thought about killing everyone present, but since someone carefully designed such a situation to wait for them, it must not be possible to restore peace just by killing people.

Chen Luo's eyes fell on Shen Fan who was outside the barrier. The other party didn't notice his arrival at all. Instead, he kept yelling and provoking Chen Ling who was inside the barrier and focused on killing people.

Being able to be the only one who escaped from the barrier, and Shen Fanben was a villain in the original book, the anger in Chen Luo's chest finally found a place to vent.

Killing Shen Fan, or attacking him directly, will undoubtedly push his situation to a more embarrassing situation. It's not that Chen Luo didn't think about the consequences, he naturally knew the consequences.It's just that what this knowledge brings is that Chen Luo's move is a big move.

The upgraded silver sword was renamed Luo Lingjian by Chen Luo. The Luo Lingjian and the Devouring Sword are a pair of double swords. When the two swords are stained with blood at the same time, one is the most evil, and the other is the most pure. .

The arrogance on Shen Fan's face did not stop, but there was a sharp pain on his side. He turned his head in astonishment, his right arm had disappeared, and a long silver sword was heading towards his throat.

"Chen Luo! You came just in time! Hahaha!"

But Shen Fan seemed to be crazy, he yelled loudly, he didn't even care about his own arm that fell on the ground, and rushed forward with a long sword in front of Chen Luo.

"Kill you! Kill you!"

As expected, Chen Ling tilted his head, but he just looked at Chen Luo and Shen Fan, and then turned back to continue his unfinished massacre.

Because he believed in Chen Luo, even though in his heart the other party was only at the fusion stage, Shen Fan had been a Jindan stage monk long ago.

Don't look at the problem of only one golden elixir between fusion and golden elixir, but this basically symbolizes a watershed. A monk with a golden elixir can better control the power between heaven and earth and control the aura, but the fusion period is only for In the early stages of cultivation, there was no such ability.

It was because of this confidence that Shen Fan was able to face Chen Luo without fear even though he had lost an arm.

Not to mention a monk in the Golden Core Stage, Chen Luo even faced off against monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage. Facing Shen Fan's attack, he was surprisingly relaxed.

This ease may also depend on the inheritance of talent just now.

Chen Luo has already felt that the film between him and the Golden Core stage is getting thinner and thinner, and Shen Fan's movements are becoming more and more clear to him. Luo Lingjian can always block the opponent's sword at the most appropriate moment , and strike back.

Maybe the battle was not as easy as Shen Fan thought, which made him start to panic: "Have you seen the barrier! This is the Tutian God Demon Formation! Chen Ling is inside, he is dead!"

"Then what are you still afraid of? Are you afraid of my brother's ability, or my ability?" Chen Luo's brows were frosty, his mind was extremely calm, "Because you are afraid that this enchantment will not be able to hold Ah Ling, or you Can't beat me by yourself?"

Shen Fan looked at him, those cold eyes seemed to look directly into his heart, which made him feel ashamed to stand naked in front of others.

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous!" he cried, the sword faster in his hand.

However, Chen Luo's sword was getting slower and slower, as if every swing of the sword followed a certain philosophy of heaven and earth. This made Shen Fan even more flustered, and there were more and more flaws in his movements. Finally, Chen Luo caught the flaw and took a Luo Lingjian directly pierced his neck.

"Ho ho..." Shen Fan's eyes widened, he could feel a force that didn't belong to him rushing into his body from the wound, causing wanton destruction.

"Because you're jealous of A Ling and me? That's right. After all, you can only be immersed in power struggles and intrigues all your life." Chen Luo said lightly.

Shen Fan's eyes widened. He wanted to defend himself, but his heart was not stable.

Immortal Hanyi is his master, more powerful than any of you!He, Shen Fan, is the heir to the Shen family!Do you know the Shen family?That is the top family in the cultivation world! !

Shen Fan's eyes widened, and he collapsed with his unspoken excuses.

The small golden core burst out, Chen Luo stretched out his hand to grab it, crushed it directly, and squeezed into the barrier with great force.

The Tutian God Demon Formation was originally very strong, but firstly, Chen Luo walked in from the outside, secondly, this formation was activated hastily, and thirdly, the powerful force of the golden core explosion also made the formation a bit stronger. The gap, this gap made Chen Luo rush into it in one fell swoop.

"A Ling! Let's leave!" Chen Luo shouted from a distance, frowning at Chen Ling.

There was no blood on the other party, but Chen Luo could feel the mottled power, which was a powerful power obtained by absorbing the lives of countless people, but this power could only make Chen Ling more unstable.

Chen Ling urgently needed to find a place to digest these forces stably, not to mention that the big hole in his chest also needed to be dealt with.

Chen Luo's cry made Chen Ling's sword slow down. He turned his head and seemed to say something to his younger brother, but his pupils shrank instantly.

"Get out of the way!"

Before Chen Luo realized something was wrong, a huge and irresistible will fell on him, Chen Luo suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body suddenly weakened a lot, and even the movement of spiritual power was extremely slow .

This is the power of formations.

Chen Luo turned over to dodge the remaining attacks. The bloody and killing aura in the formation was too obvious to his eyes, and it slowed down his senses for a moment. However, when Chen Luo, who had escaped, looked up at Chen Ling, his mind was torn apart. .

Because he was distracted to remind him, another long sword was inserted into Chen Ling's dantian, and beside him, there were more spells lurking around.

"Aling!"

"No problem."

Chen Ling smiled slightly, and the cultivator holding the sword suddenly let out a tragic wail, and saw that his hand closed the blade and rotted instantly, and the rot spread all over his body along his arm in an instant.

The unsuspecting monk fell from heaven to hell in just a few breaths, but his successful blow became a death talisman.

With a fluttering wave of the Spirit Devouring Sword, none of the spells in the sky fell on him. Chen Ling smiled and lowered his eyes slightly to look at the enemy in front of him, but it was just like the description of the formation that Chen Luo saw from the tree.

The demon god was born, and the lives were ruined.

There was no time to think about anything else. Chen Luo only hoped to take Chen Ling out of the formation as soon as possible. After all, it was a blood sacrifice formation. He had already been attacked, and Chen Ling might not be spared.

"Where is the array flag!"

Without full confidence, Chen Luo would not dare to come in. He had already seen the instability of this formation. After entering, as long as he found the formation flag, he could break the formation in one fell swoop.

There are not many people left who are still alive now, and they have changed from killing demon cultivators who were full of blood before to eagerly wanting to escape from here.It's none of their business to do magic repairs!They came into this secret realm of the little fairy world to seize the opportunity, seize the spirit treasure, seize the ray of life for the soaring, where did they come to die.

As soon as Chen Luo said this, the monks who had changed to a pot of porridge hurriedly said: "I know! I know where it is!!"

He ran to the place where Shen Fan had just buried his things at a high speed, and began digging fiercely.

"Get out of the way if you don't understand the formation." Chen Luo frowned as he looked at the scene in front of him.

Formation is something that can be done with strength, but such a large formation has already absorbed the lives of many monsters and monks, so it is only the monks who are distracted and able to do such a cool thing.Another method is to have someone who knows the formation to decipher it.

Although Chen Luo is specialized in elixir, he has everything in Xuanmu Jue, and he also looks at some formations in his spare time. At this time, he threw away the other monks and looked in from the entrance of the cave, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because of the haste, the formation flag was easily removed. Chen Luo settled down and began to fiddle with the invisible formation patterns in the air, gradually removing the basic barrier on the formation flag.

Chen Ling stood by his side without saying a word. As soon as the demon god came over and his blood-red eyes swept away, the other monks couldn't help but back away. They would rather deal with the crazy monster than approach Chen Ling.

The demon god finally stopped going crazy, so he might have to seek death by himself.

Not long after, a light red light flashed, and Chen Luo had already held a small black tripod in his hand, and the monks who knew it was the array flag couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

But at this time, Chen Luo's eyes fell on them: "What if we let you out like this and expose A Ling's identity as a demon cultivator?"

The monks were taken aback for a moment, looked at each other, and fell silent.

It's just that the calm didn't last long, and he saw a small black hole appearing in front of a sword cultivator. He reacted very quickly and slashed out with his sword, but how could he resist the power of the Heaven-Slaying God and Demon Formation? Ordinarily, it would be fine to just run away, but the part of the long sword that touched the black hole instantly turned into powder, and the cultivator spat out blood, obviously the natal sword was damaged, and he was also severely injured.This is not over yet, the black hole rushed into his dantian, the look in the monk's eyes disappeared, he was already dead.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and Chen Luo continued: "If you swear allegiance with your soul, I can let you go."

Those who can enter the secret realm of the Little Immortal Realm are the elite generation of the cultivation world. These people are worth more alive than dead. The monks must not break the oath made with their souls, otherwise they will fall into the devil's way, without exception. Chen Luo wanted to use this to turn everyone present into his eyeliner.

"I...I swear!!" Finally, the timid person stood up first.

Those with backbone had already died in the battle with Chen Ling, and the rest of them naturally didn't want to die.

There is a beginning, and the following people are very simple. Chen Luo waited to solve everyone, and then held the formation flag to plan to break the formation.

Just at this moment, a black hole appeared out of nowhere close to the jade pendant on Chen Ling's chest.

"A Ling!!" Chen Luo screamed silently in his heart, and his body was faster than his heart, and he appeared in front of Chen Ling in an instant.

Pushing hard with his hand, Chen Ling was pushed away, and the distance between the black hole and the jade pendant of Jun's family also widened.

However, Chen Luo couldn't stop the brake, and rushed forward. He struggled and blocked the small black cauldron in his hand. The small cauldron turned into powder, and the formation began to shake, but the black hole hadn't had time to disappear, and it still hit It fell on Chen Luo.

The essence, qi, and flesh in his body poured out, and Chen Luo, who had been injured twice, fell down with a pale face.