Saint Ancestor of All Demons

His movement of raising the stick to strike down paused momentarily, and his body seemed to be stiff.

But Xiang Chen knew what was going on, and struck at the opponent's body with one sword and one sword at the same time.

Puff... The sword struck the opponent's body, leaving two deep bloody cuts.

This middle-aged man was immediately chopped off.

And this scene was unbelievable in the eyes of the young man in brocade and others who were watching and avoiding the aftermath of the battle between the two.

As if the middle-aged man had no power to fight back, he allowed Xiang Chen to chop and kill indiscriminately. His whole body was chopped to pieces in an instant.

Xiang Chen stabbed the opponent's eye socket with his sword, piercing the opponent's eyes and piercing the opponent's head.

"Ah...bastard, what did you do to me?"

The middle-aged man's spiritual thoughts roared in pain, but he could not move. His whole body was stiff, and his blood and the power of the avenue were frozen.

Xiang Chen took out the Vientiane Tai Chi Heavenly Smelting Furnace, swung the cauldron and hit the opponent's head hard.

With a bang bang bang sound, the opponent's head was smashed by Xiang Chen. Xiang Chen withdrew the opponent's soul and sneered: "Di Fenglin's Beitian Powder is indeed useful. It seems that it is aimed at you Luo Tian." Saints have extremely powerful restraint effects.”

When he slashed the middle-aged man before, all the poison on the knife had already entered his body. As he used his skills, the divine power spread the poison throughout his body, and then the poison took hold.

Back then, Emperor Luo Tian, ​​as a powerful saint in the middle stage of the Great Dao, was almost killed by the poison administered by Di Fenglin.

What's more, this person is just a saint in the early stage of the Tao.

"Bastard, if you dare to do this to me, Luotian Holy Sect will definitely not let you go!" The opponent's soul roared at Xiang Chen.

Xiang Chen slapped him twice on the face: "In a few years, your Luotian Holy Sect will be a dust of history. Why do you want to seek revenge from me? Are you kidding me?"

Xiang Chen put the opponent's physical body and soul into the Wanxiang Tai Chi Heavenly Refining Furnace.

This was the first saint he had murdered.

Xiang Chen's eyes were cold, he looked at the young man in brocade and others, and then rushed over.

"escape!"

The young man in brocade clothes and others were horrified and immediately fled through the air with divine light.

In Xiang Chen's eyes, a powerful mental illusion burst out.

Mirage, colorful world!

The waves of mental power spread and immediately enveloped these people in the form of spiritual thoughts. Their hearts were suddenly impacted by this illusion, and their consciousness was pulled into the world of illusion.

At the same time, Xiang Chen released the poisonous gas of the three corpses.

Some people start to go crazy, some people start to act ugly, and some people start to eat themselves.

Xiang Chen's Sky-Swallowing Evil Vine and Jiao Beast went directly to collect the heads.

However, when the mental power illusion rippled towards the young man in golden clothes, a magic weapon in the young man in golden clothes released light and actually resisted it.

When he looked back, he was even more frightened and sped up to escape.

"Huh……"

Xiang Chen was surprised that this guy actually had a magic weapon that could resist his mental power illusion.

Xiang Chen calmly took out the sunset bow, condensed the power of the sun into an arrow, and shot out an arrow.

This arrow kills instantly, and the power of the arrow energy is comparable to the energy of a saint.

The arrow light hit the opponent's body hard, and the protective magic weapon on the opponent's body was shrouded, and the arrow energy exploded with a roar.

The young man in brocade clothes was blown away, but not shot. The defensive magic weapon resisted most of the damage.

Xiang Chen transformed into a golden-winged roc, and the purple-gold Tianpeng chased him through the air, much faster than the opponent.

Before the young man in brocade could stabilize his figure, the golden-winged roc transformed into Xiang Chen chased after him.

He swung the holy sword and stabbed it with all his strength!

The opponent's defensive magic weapon blocked the light, but this sword was also a sacred weapon. Its sharp edge pierced the defensive light and stabbed the body of the young man in brocade.

The chest of the young man in brocade was pierced by a sword, and the sword energy hit his body, causing him to explode with a bang.

It would be easier if the soul was blown out. Xiang Chen opened his palm and directly grabbed the opponent's soul.

"Boy, let me go. I am the young sect leader of Luotian Holy Sect, and my father is the leader of Luotian Sect. If you dare to kill me, there will be no place for you in the whole of Luotian!" The young soul struggled, not forgetting to threaten Xiang Chen.

"Shut up!" Xiang Chen was impatient and slapped the other person on the face.

After the other party received a slap, he immediately became honest.

"Hero, let me go. I'll give you whatever you want. Don't hurt me..." His threatening tone immediately turned into pleading.

"Young Master Luo Tian is such a coward." Xiang Chen looked contemptuous.

At this time, the Swallowing Sky Evil Vine and the Five Elements Divine Jiao also captured the others.

Xiang Chen took these people and left here quickly. Who knows if these people notified other helpers during the battle just now.

After committing a crime, it is natural to leave the scene of the crime immediately.

Arriving on a desolate star filled with nitrogen. Only then did Xiang Chen stop and land in a red valley.

He casually arranged a barrier to cover the red stone valley. Looking at this guy's soul, he asked: "What era is it now?"

"Ah?" The other party was stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied: "It is now the 76,932nd era and 80,000 years of Luo Tianli."

An era lasts about 129,600 years.

Xiang Chen calculated and compared it with Luo Tian's later history, and his expression changed.

Uncle's!

The Luotian he was in before was 1.2 million years later.

It was around this time that the Witch God Clan began to attack the Luotian Universe.

"I traveled back to the war years..." Xiang Chen wanted to cry, traveling back to one of the times he least wanted to come to. This era was the beginning of Luo Tian's most turbulent and darkest era.

A time when saints fight and mortals suffer.

"Alas..." He sighed, collected his thoughts, and asked the other party: "Are you the young sect master of the Luotian Holy Sect?"

"One, one." The other party sneered.

Xiang Chen didn't talk nonsense. He used powerful illusions to invade the opponent's soul and spy on the opponent's memory.

In the other party's memory, there were also many secret memory nerves that were under forbidden spells. Xiang Chen was able to spy on some ordinary memories of the other party, such as daily life.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, Xiang Chen was stunned when he saw it, and countless fragrant and erotic memories flooded into his perception.

Good guy, this guy is the big stallion. In addition to practicing in this life, most of the daily memories are in the sect's countless female disciples and many of his women.

Within the sect, no less than thousands of female disciples had a romantic relationship with this guy. It was truly a daily memory!

What left Xiang Chen speechless was that this guy had the same name as him, Xiang Chen, and his name was Xiang Chen, which had the same pronunciation.

Could it be said that all those with this name are lustful demons?

"Would you like to marry into the Luotian Empire, or marry into a wife and become a consort?"

Xiang Chen looked at this guy in surprise, this guy. He was going to the Luotian Empire for a political marriage with the princess.

Now that the Witch God Clan is invading, in order to join forces to fight against it, the two superpowers of the Luotian Universe, the Luotian Empire and the Luotian Holy Sect, are preparing to join forces to fight against the enemy.