Doupa: I can create the Doudi family by myself!

Chapter 257 The Great Wall of Sword Light!No one can leave!

"Leave? Where are you going? You killed my soul clan elder and you still want to leave? Leave your life for me!"

At this moment, a fierce and ferocious laughter suddenly resounded throughout the world!

And following this ferocious laughter that resounded through the sky, a dark space passage suddenly tore open above Tianya City!

More than a dozen figures also flashed out quickly, and waves of vast and cold aura rushed out in an instant!

Such power made Zhou Chen's heart suddenly sink, and his eyes were fixed on the top of the dozen black figures.

There, there were two old men standing in the sky.

One of the old men was wearing a black robe.

Another old man who looked to be in his 50s, with hair as straight as steel needles and a tall and muscular figure, carried a dark red ghost-headed sword on his shoulder, and his scarlet pupils were like a sea of ​​blood!
As if he noticed Zhou Chen's gaze, a sinister smile appeared on the face of the old man carrying the ghost-headed sword, and in an instant, the evil aura was overwhelming!

"Two seven-star fighting saints, and more than ten three-star fighting saints and above. You soul clan really think highly of me..."

Looking at the more than ten soul clan fighting saints in the sky, Zhou Chen clenched the Heavenly Emperor Sword in his hand and said in a calm tone.

Luo Xiaoyao beside him was so frightened that his face turned pale and he almost fainted!
what did she hear?
Those bad guys in the sky are all powerful fighting saints who can overlook the world?
But when she thought that these guys called the Soul Clan were the same group as the demon that massacred Tianya City and killed her grandfather, the fear and fear in Luo Xiaoyao's heart disappeared in an instant.

Only anger and hatred are left!

Raising his head and looking at the demons on the horizon, Luo Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes were filled with endless resentment!
Then, she turned to look at Zhou Chen beside her, and with a fierce heart, she immediately said with determination: "Senior Saint, Xiaoyao's life is not worth pitying, please leave me alone and run away!"

Hearing this, Zhou Chen couldn't help but turn his head and look at Luo Xiaoyao.

At this moment, she looked like the old man in blue robe who had resolutely stood in front of Hun Qianmo not long ago.

All I can say is, are they worthy of being a grandfather and granddaughter?
Temperament and character are all of the same origin.

When he thought that a 20-year-old girl could have such decisive courage, an indescribable emotion suddenly surged in Zhou Chen's chest.

And this time.

As if she heard Luo Xiaoyao's words, in the sky, the two Soul Race Seven-Star Fighting Saints headed by them both looked at her with smiles on their faces.

The smile is full of ridicule and coldness!
"I said, none of you can leave."

The old man carrying the dark red ghost-headed sword looked at the two people condescendingly. His eyes immediately focused on Zhou Chen, grinned, and said with an awe-inspiring aura: "You are the lady who killed Gu You and others. Come on, Palace Master, I didn’t expect that even that old guy from Hun Qianmo would fall into your hands. You are the only one who has been able to defeat our Hun clan several times over the years!”

"It's just that you should never kill Hun Qianmo. If you dare to kill a strong man from my soul clan, even if he is as strong as Xiao Xuan, he will perish!"

"Oh, is it?"

Hearing those arrogant words, Zhou Chen suddenly chuckled and said lightly: "The people who are to be killed are your soul clan members, not to mention Hun Qianmo, even you and the dozen or so souls around you. Clan Fighting Saint, don’t even think about leaving alive!”

"The tone is not bad, but the strength is a bit inferior." Next to the sturdy old man carrying the ghost-headed sword, another Seven-Star Dou Sage old man in black robe smiled coldly, then waved his palm and said softly: "Surround and kill these people. Son, be careful with his sword!"

"Yes!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the more than ten soul clan fighting saints behind the two men suddenly boiled with murderous intent, and almost all of them responded with a ferocious smile. Immediately, the majestic fighting spirit like a tsunami burst out, overwhelming the sky and the earth. Skip below!

"You go first, go to the Imperial Capital, and tell Yaoye to put the three holy objects into the Liangyi Dust Formation..."

"what?"

Hearing Zhou Chen's words, before Luo Xiaoyao could react, he was pushed away by Zhou Chen's palm!

In an instant, this palm containing the power of Dou Sheng wrapped Luo Xiaoyao and flew away like a meteor towards the Holy City of Nagama, which was more than [-] miles away!

Although this palm could not make Luo Xiaoyao fly directly to Jiama Holy City, it could still make her fly thousands of miles away, away from the reach of the powerful Dou Sheng!
"Want to escape? Come back to me!"

A three-star fighting saint from the Soul Clan was about to chase Luo Xiaoyao when he was cut into ashes by a sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth!

This sword, like a Great Wall of sword light, cuts across a hundred miles of space!

Seeing this scene, the more than ten soul clan fighting saints who were about to attack were all frightened, and they immediately retreated in a flash!
After all, no one is stupid. That long sword, which is as clear as crystal, is obviously not something that a fighting saint below six stars can handle!

But the two Seven-Star Fighting Saints were motionless at this time, watching helplessly as Luo Xiaoyao, wrapped in Zhou Chen's power, swept out of the Tianqing Mountains and disappeared at the end of the sky!
"You useless person, if you run away, just run away. If you stay here, it will be..."

The old man in the black robe of the Seven-Star Dou Sage raised his brows. He didn't bother to spend his fighting energy to break through the Great Wall-like hundred-mile sword light to chase down a young girl at the level of a great Dou Master. Instead, he turned his head and stared at Zhou. Chen smiled coldly: "Boy, how long can the fighting spirit in your body last?"

"After killing Hun Qianmo and spending so much energy to maintain the Great Wall of Sword Light like a spatial barrier, do you still have [-]% of your fighting spirit left?"

As he said that, the old man in black robe suddenly paused on the Heavenly Emperor Sword in Zhou Chen's hand. A greedy look flashed across his eyes and said: "How about handing the sword in your hand to me and letting you die happily? Otherwise, you will be killed by that time." If your soul is extracted and calcined for hundreds of years, it will be worse than death."

"Want a sword? It depends on how tough your life is!"

Hearing the words of the black-robed old man, Zhou Chen sneered, and the Heavenly Emperor Sword in his hand suddenly let out an angry sword roar!

Although the fighting spirit in his body at this time is indeed less than [-]%, what he lacks most is the magical elixir to restore energy!
I saw Zhou Chen holding his hand, and a drop of green crystal liquid was suspended in the sky!

In an instant, extremely astonishing energy spread out like a shock wave, leaving the Soul Clan Fighting Saints present stunned for an instant!
Because, they actually realized that the drop of liquid contained energy that was countless times more powerful than the ninth-grade elixir!

This drop of liquid is the Supreme Spiritual Liquid!
A first-grade supreme being equivalent to Dou Di can take a month to condense a drop of supreme spiritual liquid!

The next second, Zhou Chen actually swallowed the drop of supreme spiritual liquid directly into his body!

"Today, none of you can even think of leaving! I will kill you all to frighten the world!"

(End of this chapter)