Emperor of Nine Suns

When the body-protecting black flames burst out of Duan Ji's body, the void around him was instantly suppressed by him. ＷＷＷ.SUIMENG.lā

The originally dazzling golden aura of the more than twenty golden-armored monks was dimmed by his pressure.

The tragic and heroic spirit of this group of monks before, which was so heroic that they would fight with death, was also washed away by Duan Ji's ferocious flames.

Duan Ji chuckled, his black robe swayed, and he ducked in front of the burly golden-armored monk who was closest to him. He raised his right arm, his five fingers were like a dustpan, and penetrated the golden-armored monk with a "pop" sound. chest.

The five fingers exerted force at the same time, and the golden-armored monk was directly caught and exploded by him!

The whole person exploded with a bang, like bloody fireworks blooming.

Another fat soldier gritted his teeth and wanted to come to support his companion. After a lightning sprint, he slashed directly at Duan Ji's back with his sword. Duan Ji's eyes turned cold, his black robe fluttered, and he slapped out with his left hand.

"Bang!"

The fat monk in golden armor couldn't bear the force of this palm at all. He swung his sword and slashed like he was slammed into an invisible wall. He couldn't get out with all the attacks, and then he was hit by the huge wall and was shattered to pieces. .

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Duan Ji killed one person after another, and while his black robe was floating, every punch and kick took away the life of a golden-armored monk. These golden-armored monks from Tianhe were half a step stronger than the ancient beasts, but they were like paper in front of this old demon. It's as mushy as can be.

This group of golden-armored monks discovered that if things continued like this, the final outcome would be that everyone would be harvested one by one by Duan Laomo, who was like a tiger among the sheep.

The tall, middle-aged golden-armored monk at the head made a gesture, and the other monks immediately gritted their teeth and nodded. They were going to make a desperate move.

"Lord of all demons!"

With loud roars, the figures of twelve golden-armored monks who seemed to be of similar size linked up and quickly gathered in the void to form a formation.

Purple-red spiritual rays of light flickered endlessly on them, and the space of a hundred feet in radius was completely covered by the purple-red magic array.

In just two breaths, the vast purple-red light transformed into a giant ancient demon statue as powerful as prison in the formation.

The giant statue of the devil is all purple and red,

The overall shape is human-shaped, but there are more than a hundred giant arms growing on its huge body, making it look particularly ferocious and ferocious.

As soon as this hundred-armed demon appeared, more than a hundred arms on his body quickly coiled, twisted, and tangled into two huge fists that looked like mountains.

"Boom!"

The giant fist shattered the void and ferociously crushed Duan Ji away!

"Specious!"

Duan Ji snorted coldly, and without any unnecessary movement, he swung his black robe, made a fist seal with his right hand, and struck directly towards the two hill-like fists.

The Hundred-Armed Demon God's fists were like falling mountains, but in comparison, Duan Ji's fist mark was like a tiny black needle piercing up.

boom!

This contrasting exchange of attacks had the completely opposite effect. The thin black fist marks blasted directly into the huge purple-red fists as if they were devastating.

Long!

The huge mountain-like fist exploded like a bubble, and the entire Hundred-Armed Demon God's body exploded completely.

The next second, the black robe swayed, and the ghost-like Duan Ji floated into the twelve armored soldiers, blasting all twelve of them with just two punches.

Pieces of blood covered the place, and a strong smell of blood floated in the air.

The tree fell and the hozen scattered, and the few remaining golden-armored monks ran like bereaved dogs, but none of them could escape Duan Ji's ruthless harvest.

call out!

call out!

call out!

Puff after puff of bloody fireworks kept blooming and fading.

Cultivator Tianhe was actually thinner than a paper man in front of Duan Ji!

While the dying Lan Xuan was in a trance, with his eyes opening and closing from time to time, these golden armored monks of the Golden Lion Breaking Formation had been killed one by one by the old demon, and this piece of iron sword wood completely turned into A bloody hell of Shura.

"Master...Master is mighty..."

Lan Xuan, who originally thought he was certain to die, saw Duan Ji coming and killing the enemies instantly with the tip of his finger. He finally let out a long breath and couldn't help shouting lowly.

At this time, the green-gold pill that Chu Chen had fed into his mouth had completely dissolved.

It turned into a vast force of blood and spiritual energy and rushed into his limbs and bones, quickly replenishing his consumed energy and injuries.

After Chu Chen asked him to rely on a broken tree to perform exercises on his own to heal his injuries, he rushed to deal with Zhou Lin's injuries.

Lan Xuan discovered that Duan Ji didn't pay attention to his servant at all. He just flew up and stood on the top of a giant tree not far away. He stood facing the wind, his black robe fluttering like a flag in the wind.

Obviously he was protecting everyone. Lan Xuan was a little confused. When did this old devil become so old-fashioned and warm-hearted?

Doesn't it seem like his style?

The most likely possibility is that he has reached some kind of deal with Chu Chen!

At this time, Chu Chen, who was helping Zhou Lin take care of her injuries, suddenly thought of something. He looked up at Duan Ji who was not far away and shouted, "Old Duan, clean up the battlefield for me."

"As you command!"

Lan Xuan didn't expect that Duan Laomo would answer "yes"? !

Suddenly he was dumbfounded.

After Duan Ji agreed, he flew into the center of the battlefield, the Shura field that was already covered in blood.

The old devil waved his palm, and a huge suction force came out from his palm.

Pulled by this huge suction force, among the broken corpses on the ground, storage rings, storage bracelets, etc. turned into auras and soared into the sky. After these chaotic auras circled and danced in the air for a few breaths, they fell into the ground one after another. In Duan Ji's palm.

In just the blink of an eye, a dozen gleaming storage instruments became the possessions of the old devil.

Lan Xuan, who had been observing the situation, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and even Zhou Lin next to Chu Chen showed envious eyes.

These twenty or so people are the Tianhe elite team of the Golden Lion Breaking Formation Group!

Led by the Tianhe-level powerhouse, there are more than twenty half-step Tianhe-level powerhouses. Not to mention these Lingxi monks, to the Linghe monks, this is a god-level team that defies the heavens.

This god-level team will definitely carry a lot of treasures!

If a top formation-breaking group wants to conquer ancient ruins that are full of dangers, they usually put a lot of effort into cultivating the backbone of the group. No matter what good things they get, they will first give them the best resources to use.

As you can imagine, this super team from the Golden Lions is simply a mobile treasure house!

Thinking of this, Lan Xuan felt his mouth go dry, and he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.

Killing people and grabbing treasures is simply the fastest way to make a fortune in this chaotic little fairy world!

The absolute fastest and most effective way to make a fortune...

It's a pity that I am timid and weak, so I can't do this kind of dirty work and I don't like it.

I can only look at it with envy.

So Lan Xuan watched Duan Ji collect all the treasures, his eyes turned cold, and with a snap of his fingers, he flew out a wisp of black magic flame and threw it on the corpses.

The black flames ignited when they encountered objects, and soon spread to form a sea of ​​​​fire, quickly burning all the corpses of the Golden Lion Breaking Formation, blood, mist, and everything else.

Only a piece of red ashes is left!

After finishing all this, Duan Ji quickly walked towards where Chu Chen and Zhou Lin were in the distance.

At this time, Lan Xuan's heart suddenly became anxious again. According to his understanding of the old devil, he might not share the stolen goods with Chu Chen. It was very likely that he would directly kill Chu Chen and monopolize the treasure.

It’s over!

Chu Chen is in danger!