Dou Po: Rebirth of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, more sons and more blessings

"The Soul Clan is still so shady..."

Xiao Chen appeared on the top of the Fall, looked at the old soul demon with an expressionless face, and said slowly.

"Blood Ax Xiao Chen!"

"Are you trying to follow in Xiao Xuan's footsteps when you go against our soul clan this time?"

Upon seeing this, the old soul demon's face suddenly became cold, his eyes stared at Xiao Chen like poisonous snakes, and he spoke word by word.

"You ants like you are not qualified to mention the name of the clan leader!"

When he heard the other party mention Xiao Xuan, Xiao Chen was like a ferocious wolf slowly waking up, with a faint murderous intention seeping out of his body.

The old man Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Mo frowned slightly, but in their hearts they did not dare to underestimate Xiao Chen in the slightest.

Especially Soul Destruction. In the demon fire space, when he fought with Xiao Chen, he almost came up short and looked quite embarrassed.

Now that they met again, Hun Miesheng was naturally extremely afraid of Xiao Chen.

"Haha, you are worthy of the Blood Ax Xiao Chen. We haven't seen him for so many years, and he is still so fierce. Although Xiao Xuan is famous, he will inevitably fall in the end. You, the Xiao Clan, are destined to be just a flash in the pan."

Just as Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Mo old man frowned, beside them, an old figure leaning on a cane appeared like a ghost without warning.

When this person appeared, there was no fluctuation in the space at all. It was as if he had been standing there from the beginning to the end!
"This person is so terrifying!"

Seeing this, Yao Chen, Hai Bodong, Huo Yun Patriarch and others looked at each other, and they all looked a little shocked.

"Soul Qianmo!"

Xiao Chen stared hard at the old man on crutches and uttered three words. The man was as skinny as a bone, dressed in gray clothes, and always had an unnatural smile on his withered face. .

"Hun Qianmo...he's not dead yet?"

"The Soul Clan has sent this old ghost out. It seems that he is determined to severely damage the Demon Sect!"

Around the mountain peak, there are many old men who are equally knowledgeable.

Some young and powerful men may not have heard of the name Hun Qianmo, but they know very clearly how terrifying this old guy is.

"You, a loser who once begged for mercy at the hands of the clan leader, have the nerve to show up?"

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the surge of murderous intent, and said expressionlessly.

"No matter how powerful Xiao Xuan is, he will eventually fall. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Today's Soul Clan is still standing at the pinnacle of this continent, and the Xiao Clan, which was once prominent in the continent, is now just a mere There are only two or three kittens left, lingering in this world, which I have to say is sad..."

Hearing this, Hun Qianmo's withered face couldn't help but tremble slightly. His eyes with a strange luster glanced at Xiao Chen, and his voice was hoarse as if bones were rubbing together.

"boom!"

Xiao Chen's complexion became gloomy, and his figure appeared in front of that Hun Qianmo in a flash. The palm of his hand slid across the void, and the huge blood-colored ax appeared in a flash, and immediately brought a fierce wind, just like the stroke. Like a thunderbolt crossing the sky, it slashed fiercely at the latter.

"Xiao Chen, even if you are lucky enough to survive until now, you are no longer the Blood Ax Xiao Chen you were back then!"

Facing Xiao Chen's lightning-fast offensive, Hun Qianmo's face, which was almost only covered with withered skin, was filled with anger.

The palm like a bone palm was directly clenched into a fist, and then the fist hit the huge blood axe.

"clang!"

The strong wind caused by the terrifying collision caused several fighting saint warriors in Dehun Palace to retreat hurriedly with slightly changed expressions.Only the old man who possessed the soul to destroy life and the soul demon could stand where he was.

"Beep!"

An ax struck Hun Qianmo's fist hard, and the extremely terrifying repulsive force made Xiao Chen take ten steps back.

Xiao Chen looked at the former with a gloomy expression. He had been trapped in the demon fire illusion for thousands of years, and the effect of his cultivation was naturally not as good as Hun Qianmo's normal cultivation. This made him feel quite unwilling. Back then, Hun Qianmo saw him All he could do was turn around and run away!
"Xiao Chen, I have already said that things have changed and people have changed. You are no match for me now."

Hun Qianmo glanced at the faint blood mark on his fist and paid no attention to it.

"Demon Saint, everyone from my Soul Palace has arrived, it's your turn..."

Hun Mie Sheng glanced over there proudly, and then took a step forward. Obviously, he was the third person to join the battle in the Hun Palace.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan is not worried at all. Now, he is completely able to deal with Hun Qianmo, who has the strength of a six-star fighting saint, and Xiao Chen can also defeat Hun Mie Sheng. As for the old soul demon, Zi Yan, who is now in the early stage of a five-star fighting saint Taking cross-border elixir can also solve the problem.

There is also Queen Medusa, who has recently become a three-star fighting saint. With the help of the cross-border elixir and the power of countless seven-colored sky-swallowing python remnant souls under the Nine Netherworld, she can exert the power of the peak five-star fighting saint. strength.

"Demon Saint, that old immortal from the Soul Clan, leave it to me."

Just when Lu Chuan was considering whether Zi Yan or Queen Medusa should play, a short figure quietly appeared in the sky above the people on his side. The figure's childlike appearance was naturally the figure who had been in the demon fire space that year. The ancestor of Danta appeared...

"Ancestor!"

Looking at the boy in green shirt, excitement suddenly appeared on the face of the Danta elder who was watching the battle, and he said respectfully.

"Danta Ancestor, are you planning to help me recruit someone from the Soul Palace?"

Lu Chuan asked, his attitude towards such a friendly person was quite polite.

"Ok!"

The ancestor of Danta nodded, his clear eyes swept back and forth over Lu Chuan with a strange look, and said with a smile: "I can't believe that this Pure Lotus Demonic Fire will fall into your hands in the end. Such a chance , It’s really enviable.”

"Haha, the Pure Lotus Demon Fire is destined to be my king, so it is inevitable to conquer it!"

Hearing this, Lu Chuan nodded calmly and had nothing to hide, because the remnant image of the Pure Lotus Demon Saint indeed saved everyone with the help of his body.

"Demon Saint is straightforward. Leave that old immortal Hun Qianmo to me. I dare not say that I will defeat him directly, but a draw is the bottom line."

Regarding Lu Chuan's answer, the Danta ancestor smiled slightly and said softly.

"It's work!"

Lu Chuan cupped his hands and said, now that the Danta ancestor is willing to take action, then Zi Yan and Medusa do not need to be exposed.

"Danta Ancestor, I didn't expect to see this legendary figure!"

"It is said that this ancestor's body is a ninth-grade Xuandan!"

"I'm afraid he is the only one in the world with this level of elixir, right?"

The appearance of the Danta Ancestor caused great shock around the mountain peaks, and some of the older generation's strong men all looked surprised.

(End of this chapter)