The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Kuang Ye's grimace was disillusioned, not an entity.

This grimace directly entered Xiao Chen's body under the huge suction power of Xiao Chen's mouth.

At this moment, Kuang Ye's violent aura surged crazily from Xiao Chen's body, covering the surroundings.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Only in the void, the weird light was still flashing.

It was getting darker, and the rolling violent air, with nightmare-like fear, blocked the only little light.

Everything is trembling with the wind, and now, the butcher's banquet has begun.

"boom!"

Lian Cangsheng's dark blade slashed fiercely on the shield, shocking everyone.

At this moment Xiao Chen seemed to have changed, with a sickly smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people a very paradoxical feeling.

And the scarlet eyes before, have become pitch black at this moment, as black as the void outside, no other colors can be seen.

After the knife, Xiao Chen raised the knife again without any hesitation.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

One knife after another, without any rules, just slashing hard.

Xiao Chen was like a madman with inexhaustible strength, slashing the shield frantically.

Soon, Xiao Chen's palm was shattered and fleshy, revealing its bones.

But Xiao Chen didn't know it hurt, still like a mad bull, attacking his target.

The blood kept falling on the shield as Xiao Chen waved his pity on the common people.

The poisonous blood flowed slowly over the shield, making a sizzling sound.

It seemed that no one had noticed that, with the poisonous blood, it actually began to slowly corrode the shield.

The people in the shield were already a little stupid from fright at this moment, and Xiao Chen's behavior at this moment was a bit too abnormal.

The good news is that even though Xiao Chen kept slashing frantically, apart from shaking, there was no sign of shattering the shield.

Someone opened his mouth and said: "Don't panic, his state will definitely not last long, just use his full strength to support the shield and survive this time."

Hearing this, everyone gritted their teeth with hatred, and a group of half-step gods were endlessly forced to be defensive only by a little devil, and they might laugh to death if they said it.

And I don’t know how many people are watching here. Their face is lost today.

"It will let you taste the sensation of the poisonous heart." Someone gritted his teeth and said.

At this time, a drop of blood actually corroded the shield and dripped into the shield.

This drop of blood fell directly on the top of a person's head, but the person's body protection Qi was automatically activated to isolate the blood from the body.

"Zizi..."

This drop of blood began to corrode the body-protecting qi, making a piercing noise.

"What?" The man was shocked, reaching out to touch the top of his head.

"Don't move." The other person yelled, and with a light flick, the drop of blood was bounced off the top of his head.

The blood fell on the ground, corroding a big hole in an instant.

"What is this that can actually corrode the shield?"

"Poison, be careful, this kid's blood is very poisonous."

Someone's face changed, as if he had noticed something, "There seems to be blood on his knife."

Everyone yelled badly. They looked up and saw that Xiao Chen's knife was stained with blood, and there was still a lot of fresh blood flowing from his hands to the blade.

But at this moment, there was a crack in the place Xiao Chen had been cutting.

Looking at this situation, under the double attack of blood and slashing, the shield will only be broken sooner or later.

"Give up the defense, attack with all your strength, and be sure to kill with one blow."

Ordinary people may have been panicked in the face of this situation, but these people are a group of old monsters. I don't know how many things have happened for a moment.

Almost in an instant, everyone reached a consensus.

"Scatter!"

Several people yelled, and the shield shattered.

In an instant, an extremely bright light rose from here, and everyone launched their strongest attack.

Xiao Chen's figure was instantly overwhelmed by these rays of light.

The dazzling rays of light gathered together to synthesize a huge energy here.

The entire city was instantly shrouded and submerged by this terrifying energy.

A large number of figures rose into the sky. They were all people who stayed in this city and watched the theater. In order to avoid being affected by this energy, they had to flee here.

"No." Xiaoshuang's stern voice sounded, and she rushed over frantically.

But it was too late, the gathered energy burst out, directly rushing Xiaoshuang out.

Even though she is a godless, facing the explosion that has already occurred, she is also powerless to return to heaven.

After so many half-steps of God's endless full force exploded, an exaggerated mushroom cloud was formed to rise upward.

At that moment, a piece of white flowers came so suddenly, so unbelievably, and covered everything at once.

Under this white light, everything became so frightened and so helpless...

This big city was moved to the ground in an instant.

The horrible shock wave visible to the naked eye, rippling away in circles, seemed to tell everyone how terrifying its burst was.

...

"No, don't..." Xiaoshuang was filled with sorrow, a circle of white streamers appeared on her body, and she rushed towards Xiao Chen's position against the shock wave.

The ghost painting master above the sky, looking at the city below which was blown to the ground, sneered and shook his head, "People who can't see how many catties they are, will always die very quickly."

The enchanting woman in the distance sighed, "What a handsome brother, what a pity."

"He's not dead." An old man with crossed pupils suddenly appeared beside the woman.

"Sit on the ground." The woman's face suddenly became solemn, and her Qi surging crazily around her.

"Don't be so nervous, Mrs. Flower." The old man smiled and waved his hand.

"Haha." The woman sneered: "Everyone knows that when your old man appears, there is absolutely nothing good, so it's better to stay away."

Sitting on the ground, believers live, and unbelievers die. The nickname of the old man is not for nothing.

"Mrs. Hua, don't you think we are a little weak?" The old man asked with a smile.

The woman was silent for a moment. Judging from the current situation, they are indeed a little weak for monks like them without the background of a large clan.

The woman's pretty peachy eyes narrowed: "Yan Luo means, let's join hands?"

"Yes." The old man nodded: "You add me, and the ghost painting over there. The three of us can do it. Even if you can't take the key to the treasure of the king, you have to share a piece of the pie, I don't think so. People dare to refuse."

The old man said his eyes narrowed slightly, staring down: "If the lady agrees, I can even offer my hands."

"Interesting." The woman sneered, "You spend so much talk, but you don't want the treasure in the end. Did you come to see the scenery?"

The old man stared down, his eyes hot and said: "I only need a knife and a piece of clothing."