Gods, Demons and Emperors

The sound here naturally attracted the attention of the Black God Dragon Clan and others.

"who!"

Black Heart Ming shouted.

A figure stood up in embarrassment, dusted off his body and looked over.

This person has an ordinary appearance and an ordinary temperament. It is Fang Chen who has changed his appearance again.

He ignored the Black God Dragon Clan and the others, but looked around.

Did you see Qin Jinrou, Huo Xiaoer and others? Although I had expected it, I was still a little disappointed.

"Oh, it seems that they have indeed left. I don't know if they have left the Cave of Gods and Demons." He said helplessly.

She originally planned to ask Qin Jinrou when she would be able to find Master Niang, and then thank Huo Xiaoer properly for her help, but she missed it because of her injury, and now it seems she can only wait until next time.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! Are you mute?!"

Black Heart was relieved when he saw that he was just a third-level human monk, but he was very angry at Fang Chen's disregard.

Only then did Fang Chen notice Hei Xinming and others, but when he looked at them, his eyes lit up.

"Huh? This smell actually has a hint of divinity."

He was surprised and said that the taste was somewhat similar to the blood of the Sword God.

Of course, it was only somewhat similar, not as good as the Blood of the Sword God, but it made him very curious.

"Are you from the Black God Dragon Clan?"

He also saw it.

Seeing Fang Chen recognize his own race, a flash of pride flashed in Hei Xinming's eyes.

But the tone of his words was very cold and contained murderous intent: "Boy, do you know the consequences of disturbing my good deeds."

"Good thing?"

Only then did Fang Chen notice the men and women of the Xiaoming tribe who were surrounded, and he immediately remembered that this tribe was lewd, and neither men nor women were spared.

"Fellow Taoist, run quickly!"

Suddenly, a man from the Xiaoming tribe shouted, trying to remind Fang Chen to run.

Fang Chen's cultivation level is only at the third level, and he is definitely no match for them.

It's better to let the other party leave and maybe come back with reinforcements.

Fang Chen didn't intend to stir up trouble. After all, he was injured now, so it was better not to take action if he could.

As for the men and women of the Xiaoming tribe, he has nothing to do with them, so naturally he is too lazy to care about their life or death.

So he said: "I'm just passing by. You go on and say goodbye."

But just as he was about to leave, Hei Xinming's terrifying pressure locked onto him instantly!

Whatever he does! He will do it directly!

"run?"

Hei Xinming stared at Fang Chen jokingly and sneered: "Where do you think you can run?"

He was very confident in his escape skills, not to mention that Fang Chen was just a third-level Grandmaster ant, and he even looked down upon him.

Seeing that although Fang Chen looked ordinary, he had quite a temperament, a flash of lust flashed in his eyes, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, I think you have some temperament. If you follow me, I might be able to spare your life after I finish playing." ”

Fang Chen raised his eyebrows.

He knew that the Black God Dragon Clan was very lustful, but he didn't expect that they would become so lustful.

"You really think I'm made of clay."

Hei Xinming's gaze made him very unhappy and made him feel extremely sick.

The other party actually has evil intentions towards him! This is simply a shame!

If you don’t kill him, your inner demons will never go away!

The next moment, he disappeared from the spot in a flash! With the blessing of the Yin Yang Heavenly Vine Armor, his speed can be said to be terrifying!

Even without the Sky-shaking Thunder Wings, it is still heaven-defying!

Hei Xinming was also frightened by Fang Chen's escape speed, he didn't expect it to be so fast.

He wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon, but suddenly felt a pain in his head, and the magical power he just mentioned was instantly interrupted!

Although the sting only lasted a moment, it was enough for Fang Chen to kill someone.

When Hei Xinming recovered, Fang Chen's calamity-slaying demon sword was already in front of him.

"you!"

He only had time to say that, and his head was cut off by Fang Chen!

It all happened so fast that in just a split second, others didn't react at all.

They froze in place, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

They didn't react until the head hit the ground! Hei Xinming, who was at the sixth level of the Grandmaster Realm, was killed with a sword.

"Ahem."

However, after Fang Chen killed him, his expression turned slightly pale.

Taking action hurts him now, but he has to take action.

Otherwise, he would feel uneasy because this guy was so disgusting.

"The boss is dead?"

After a black dragon cultivator reacted, his eyes were red and his face was full of anger.

The boss he loved day and night was dead, how could this keep him from being angry!

"You actually killed the boss!"

He roared! Rushed towards Fang Chen.

Seeing this scene, Fang Chen was naturally rude and raised his sword to kill.

A mere fourth-level grandmaster was naturally no match for him. He immediately killed him on the spot with a few sword strikes!

Seeing this, the other two Black Dragon God Tribe people turned around and ran away without any hesitation!

They saw that Fang Chen's strength was terrifying, and he was definitely not something they could deal with.

But how could Fang Chen leave him alive? Thunder Wings appeared from behind and quickly chased and killed the two of them!

The swords were raised and lowered in the same way. Although the two of them tried their best to resist, they were eventually cut down.

After killing them, Fang Chen spurted out several more mouthfuls of blood, and the injuries inside his body worsened.

But for some reason, after killing them, he felt extremely happy and his Taoist mind was clear.

"Cool!"

He shouted happily while vomiting blood.

This strange scene made the two Xiaoming people stunned and frightened.

But soon Fang Chen trembled, looked at the four corpses in surprise, and said, "Huh? There's something wrong with their blood!"

After killing them, the smell became stronger and stronger.

He was certain that the fragrance came from their blood, and it actually made his own divine and demonic sword resonate slightly.

"Could it be that the blood of this Black Dragon God Clan is divine blood?!"

His heart was greatly shocked, and he quickly came to a corpse and drew out its blood and penetrated it with his consciousness.

This discovery made Fang Chen ecstatic! Because there is actually a trace of divinity in the blood of the Black Dragon God Clan!

This divinity has the same effect as the blood of the Sword God, and can also be absorbed by him.

Although the effect is not as good as the blood of the Sword God, mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are. If the quantity is sufficient, this is undoubtedly the best blood to temporarily replace the blood of the Sword God.

However, there are too many impurities in the blood of the Black Dragon God Clan. If it really wants to be absorbed, it must be purified first.

"Collect first and then talk."

He secretly thought, collected all four corpses, extracted their blood, sealed it, and put it into the storage ring.

After doing all this, he had time to pay attention to the brothers and sisters of the Xiaoming tribe who were already trembling with fear.

Seeing Fang Chen looking over, the two of them knelt down without any hesitation.

"Don't kill us! Please don't kill us!"

The woman even cried and said: "Don't suck my blood, my blood is unpalatable to drink."

Whether it was fighting or drawing blood, at this moment they were completely sure that the human monk in front of them was a madman!