The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Qi value +400

Space vestment +1

Immortal Seed +1

Immortal Stone+1

After depleting 260 lucky points, he opened a lot of things again.

Of course, what made him happiest was the first three columns.

Experience points, stamina values ​​and energy values!

Now with these [-] experience points, his true energy has turned black and bright.

He opened the panel and looked over again.

Internal strength: 62000 years (8000 years away from the normal body)

Physical strength: 11000000 (normal Dharma body 800 million)

Qi value: 500

XP: 765

"The Qi value that was originally close to 1000 is only half of it in a blink of an eye."

Chen Xuan thought secretly.

However, this powerful feeling is indeed extremely real, especially the handwriting behind the column of internal strength.

There are still 8000 years away from the real dharmakaya.

8000 years seems like a lot, but actually it's nothing when you think about it, he dares to fight Chen Xuan, is he looking for death?

"Who are you? Where do you come from, dare to pretend to be the messenger of the Chaos Palace?"

Chen Xuan suddenly pointed at the eleventh brother and shouted loudly.

He knew that today would never be good, so he came up first to take the initiative.

"Everyone, this person is a fake, kill this person with me."

With a loud shout, he suddenly rushed towards the eleventh brother, but after rushing out, he suddenly turned around and quickly fled in another direction.

A group of gods shouted sharply, and hurriedly chased and killed them.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Suddenly, bursts of terrifying aura erupted, earth-shattering, and all the ancestor-level figures hidden in the dark emerged, with cold eyes, they came up and patted Chen Xuan.

The vitality of the heavens and the earth gathered together, and in an instant, it turned into three extremely huge palms, covering the sky and the sun, and they slapped him hard with fierce strength.

Law body level power!

Chen Xuan was startled, shouted loudly, grabbed Dakai Dahe like lightning, and directly joined the crowd.

clang clang clang!

puff!

One face to face, the Snow Leopard Clan god son screamed, one arm was chopped off on the spot, blood splashed out like a fountain, another god son was chopped off half of the body on the spot, and another god son was almost cut in half.

The blood spirit flag trembled even more violently, rustling, and it seemed as if it was going to soar into the sky.

Chen Xuan rushed past, blazed a trail of blood, and directly grabbed the Blood Spirit Banner.

But at this moment, a demon ancestor-level powerhouse's eyes turned cold, and he popped out a dark red throwing knife with his fingers. With a scarlet bloody aura, it shook the heavens and earth, and made an ear-piercing whistling sound, and the space was dimmed in an instant. Go down and hit Chen Xuan's back like lightning.

Chen Xuan's hair stood on end, he turned his head like lightning, and slashed at the dark red throwing knife.

clang!

Sparks splashed, and the flying knife was blown away on the spot. Chen Xuan's body remained motionless. He stretched out his big hand, grabbed the blood spirit flag, and thrust it hard into the ground, making a loud noise.

"Who dares to fight to the death with me!"

His voice was like a thunderbolt, and he shouted loudly.

Chapter 443 Chen Xuan's True Strength (Chapter 1)

Chen Xuan yelled loudly, shaking the forest like a thunderbolt, making a group of demon gods and demon kings terrified and stopped in their tracks.

Especially by his side, several sons of gods were severely wounded and screamed, and the ground was stained with Dharma body-level blood, which was extremely miserable.

One arm of the Snow Leopard God Son was chopped off.

The son of the Black Snake Tribe was almost dissected alive.

Half of the vulture clan's son was cut off, leaving only two legs and the right half of his body still stuck together, lying on the ground, writhing in pain.

Such a scene made all the demon ancestors unbelievable.

The strength of this Chen Xuan is so terrifying!

"Luoyang Knife? That's right, it's another thing that exceeded my expectations. Are there others? If not, we will be doomed today."

The 'Eleventh Brother' spoke in a flat tone, fanning his folding fan lightly.

Chen Lingtian on one side was pale and dared not say a word.

If Chen Xuan died, his four-meter-tall body strode out.

The faces of these gods changed, seeing Chen Xuanhua in such a terrifying form again, they instantly thought of the day at the foot of Yuhua Mountain.

"Summon the main flag!"

They drank loudly.

In mid-air, the demon ancestors of the Snow Leopard clan and the demon ancestors of the Peacock clan were frantically urging the 89 auxiliary flags, but they were surprised to find that the main flag below was firmly fixed. No matter how desperately they called, it had no effect.

"It's the seven ghosts, they locked the main flag"

A terrifying light shot out from the pupils of the Snow Leopard Clan demon ancestor.

"Continue to summon!"

The demon ancestor of the peacock clan shouted loudly.