The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

This terrifying devouring speed made him feel overjoyed.

The nine black shadows just swept across like a blanket. Looking at it from a high altitude, it was like a terrifying black light curtain sweeping across. Wherever it passed, not a single blade of grass grew.

The several figures outside the domain all shrank their eyes and stared at Chen Xuan.

"This is the Chaos Heaven Swallowing Technique. He wants to use the power of these temples to improve himself?"

"Stop him quickly, let the people of Chaos Shrine take this person down!"

One of the strong men of the three-eyed clan immediately took out a purple eye pupil from his sleeve, palm-sized, it seemed to have been turned into jade, it was left behind by the ancient sage of their clan after he died.

He immediately mobilized and shot a bright beam of light rushing downwards, covering Chen Xuan in an instant.

Chen Xuan was startled, and immediately took out the Blood Spirit Banner, and stuck it on the ground with his backhand.

However, he soon discovered that the purple pillars still hadn't disappeared, they were incomparably gorgeous, and continued to gather on top of his head.

He showed suspicion, stretched out his palm and touched it, but found that it seemed to be just a layer of divine light, but it did not contain energy, like ordinary ultraviolet rays.

Chen Xuan suddenly raised his head, looked out of the region, and said, "I'm fucked, why are you shooting at me?"

The faces of several people suddenly turned colder, and Chen Xuan's heart was torn apart.

Chen Xuan continued to devour the ruins of the temple quickly, and suddenly he was startled and reacted abruptly.

No, why are these people shooting themselves?

Isn't this trying to report to Chaos Shrine?

He cursed secretly, pulled up the blood spirit flag, turned around and left.

The nine black shadows that were devouring suddenly turned into black light, and quickly followed Chen Xuan.

Boom!

Horrific auras suddenly erupted from the direction of the Chaos Shrine, roaring to the sky, terrifying fluctuations like volcanoes, turbulent space, and murderous aura soaring to the sky.

Dozens of figures rushed out one after another, each terrifying, led by three elders at the level of fairy gods, with terrifying rays of light shooting out of their eyes, and their murderous aura was soaring.

"Chen Yu, I want you to die without a place to bury you!"

The roar shook the sky, and all the strong men from the Chaos Palace chased and killed Chen Xuan.

Although Chen Xuan had the Blood Spirit Banner in his hand, he was not arrogant enough to confront the peak gods.

He had to use all his strength to deal with the seriously injured three-eyed woman before, but now facing a group of complete immortals, it is impossible for him to be an opponent.

He exerted his speed to the extreme, and finally saw Shaoshi Mountain. He was overjoyed and rushed all the way towards Shaoshi Mountain.

It was also when he rushed into Shaoshi Mountain that the group of strong men outside the region suddenly lost track of him.

However, although the five people outside the domain could no longer see him, the group of Chaos Palace powerhouses behind him could still see Chen Xuan, with a cold face, chasing him all the way at a terrifying speed.

Their hatred for Chen Xuan was so intense that it was unimaginable!

Not long ago, Chen Xuan released the Holy Son, Li Tian, ​​and wiped out two-thirds of the powerhouses in their Chaos Shrine in World War I. Their ancestors were also seriously injured and almost died. They had the heart to swallow Chen Xuan alive.

Seeing Chen Xuan rushing into the Shaolin in front of them, they let out a snarl, and rushed over likewise all the way. With the sound of bombing, countless boulders and mountains were shattered, and the gazebos along the way were directly blown open.

However, after they rushed all the way, all the broken boulders and mountains were quickly reorganized, and they were back to normal again in a blink of an eye.

And this scene, in the eyes of people outside the territory, still saw nothing.

All they saw was a mountain of chaos, misty and nothing else.

Chen Xuan rushed towards Shaolin all the way, his body flashed, and he entered the temple gate of Shaolin in an instant. The bells in the whole temple rang, the sound of chanting came to his ears, and the sandalwood scented, and the breath was peaceful.

As soon as you come in, you feel a kind of peace of mind, and you can't help the urge to let go of everything.

Chen Xuan's restless heart suddenly calmed down unexpectedly, as if all the shackles on his body were lifted, and his whole body became more relaxed than ever.

He was startled quickly.

This Shaolin abbot is really weird, it can actually affect his emotions.

However, he still rushed towards the Daxiong Palace.

It seems that he is the only one who can save himself now.

"You came."

Inside the treasure hall, an old monk in cassock sat quietly cross-legged, his eyelids slightly closed, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Xuan chuckled, cupped his hands and said, "The junior is here to pay respects to the senior."

"sit down."

Abbot Shaolin signaled.

Chen Xuan looked at the futon on one side, gritted his teeth and sat down immediately. At the same time, his palms were inserted in the sleeves, ready to be used at any time. At this moment, Abbot Fakong said faintly, "Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."

The pure-blooded alien turned his head suddenly, with a cold light in his eyes, and said with a sneer, "I'll send you to become a Buddha!"

laugh!

He raised a finger and instantly shot out a terrifying purple light.

Abbot Shaolin was unmoved, as if he hadn't seen it.

boom!

The rushing purple light collapsed in front of him instantly and disappeared.

At the same time, the broken buildings and dead monks in the courtyard were all restored at this moment. In a blink of an eye, the sound of bells and chanting rang again.

The expressions of the other demigods changed and they hurriedly turned around.

"This monk is weird!"

A demigod-level powerhouse shouted loudly.

The eyes of the pure-blood alien from before turned cold, and his terrifying body flew over in an instant. It was so fast that his palm the size of an iron pot twisted towards the monk's neck, but just as he grabbed it, he suddenly stopped as if struck by lightning. When he came down, his eyes became dull and empty, motionless.

"Yintian, what's wrong with you?"

A fairy-level powerhouse shouted.

The pure-blood alien remained motionless.