The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

"How dare you be so mean, you little beast." Ye Chen scolded coldly, reached out with one hand, firmly grasped the claws of the Golden-winged Dapeng, and pulled hard, causing the Golden-winged Dapoc's huge body to fly away.

boom!

As a dull sound came out, the golden-winged roc hit the ground hard, cracking the hard stone slab, causing dust and smoke to fly, and the soil to fly.

"Chirp...!" The golden-winged roc hissed and climbed up, its eyes flashing with cold light. Its wings were already dripping with blood from the previous impact.

"You evil beast, suffer death." Ye Chen shouted coldly, and a great Luo Immortal Sword came out of his hand, turning into a cold light, which went straight to the forehead of the golden-winged roc, while Ye Chen himself was thundering all the way, chasing after him. .

Zheng!

The Golden Crow seemed to be aware of the danger. It waved its golden wings violently and swept away the Great Luo Immortal Sword, and then wanted to fly away.

Ye Chen's attack had arrived, and he opened the black hole in space with a sword, sending the Golden Crow flying horizontally. The Golden Crow's huge body hit the cliff, causing the rock wall to shatter.

The Golden Crow's huge body fell into a deep pit, and its golden pupils were full of fear. Although it was a genuine eighth-level ancient holy beast, it was still difficult to defeat the monk's peak weapon.

Seeing that Jinwu suffered heavy losses, Ye Chen suddenly stepped forward and swung out a sword, hitting Jinwu's head. He wanted to defeat Jinwu with absolute advantage, otherwise it would be very detrimental to him if he dragged it on. The Golden-winged Dapeng was an eighth-level ancient warrior. The strength of the holy beast is unimaginable. If the golden-winged roc is allowed to slow down, even if it stands there motionless, it will still be enough for Ye Chen to drink a pot.

Seeing Ye Chen's attack, a ray of cold light flashed in Golden Crow's eyes. His huge body suddenly rose into the air, dodging the Great Luo Immortal Sword. A pair of sharp eagle claws, flashing with a cold light, moved towards Ye Chen. Chen grabbed Chen's shoulder.

"How do you think you died today?" Ye Chen sneered. He knew the intention of the golden-winged roc, but it was not difficult. He turned around and punched out.

puff!

Blood bloomed, Jinwu's claws were instantly broken, and Jinwu's body was knocked down by Ye Chen's punch.

ah……! The Golden Crow looked up to the sky and roared, deafeningly. Its body was burning with blazing flames. Those flames integrated into its body, causing its scars to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, the scars all over its body disappeared and it recovered as before. The feathers become more colorful and dazzling.

"Did he recover so quickly?" Ye Chen frowned. He had just punched. Although he did not use all his strength, it was not easy either. However, he did not expect that the Golden Crow recovered in an instant, which surprised Ye Chen.

"Ant, you have angered me." The Golden Crow was furious, his eyes were scarlet, and his anger was overwhelming. His huge body pressed down like a giant mountain, and every time he flapped his wings, he stirred up gusts of wind.

"Come on! Let me see how capable you are." Ye Chen said indifferently, rising to the sky in one step, and faced him.

boom! boom! Boom!

The two of them clashed, and the frequency of collisions became more and more intense. Golden and silver radiance intertwined, and clanging sounds came and went. Both of them were like dragons, each using their secret skills, causing lightning and thunder in the dark night sky.

This quiet forest was completely boiling because of their battle. The trees, flowers and plants were all trembling, and those fragile plants exploded on the spot.

puff! puff! puff!

The battle between the two had a wide impact. The figures of the golden-winged roc and Ye Chen were blurred, and only the sound of collision could be heard.

Ye Chen fought against the Golden Crow and the Golden-winged Dapeng alone. Although he had the upper hand, he could not completely crush him. He was indeed powerful and could be said to be invincible at the same level, but the Golden Crow and the Golden-winged Dapeng were at the ancient holy beast level and bloodline level. He was even better than him, but even though his fighting power was incredible, it was still quite difficult.

Here, the Golden Crow and the Golden-winged Dapeng were not much better. In addition to resentment, there was also fear in the Golden Crow's golden eyes. The condition of the Golden-winged Dapeng was also extremely bad.

Roar! Roar!

Both beasts howled, regardless of the pain, and pounced on Ye Chen again, wanting to join forces to kill Ye Chen. They both had a consensus: Ye Chen must not be allowed to continue fighting. In that case, they would definitely die, and they would die. Very miserable.

However, Ye Chen's fighting power was beyond compare. His sword was unparalleled, crisp and clean, and he smashed the Golden Crow away with one strike. The Golden Crow's huge body drew a circle in mid-air and fell to the ground.

puff! puff! puff!

Ye Chen's attacks were merciless, each sword was more domineering than the other. Every time the sword fell, Jin Wu's body would collapse into pieces. Every time the sword fell, there would be blood splashing. With every sword fall, the blood on Jin Crow's body would be Deepening it even further, until the end, its golden feathers were beaten into ashes by Ye Chen.

ah....!

A shrill wail suddenly began, and the Golden Crow was filled with grief. All the blood and bones in its body were exposed, and its ferocious face was full of horror.

boom! boom! boom!

Ye Chen looked cold, and every time he fell, there would be a rumble. The body of the Golden Crow had lost its bird shape and turned into a piece of meat pie.

ah.....!

The roar of the Golden Crow resounded through the mountains and forests, carrying anger, unwillingness and resentment.

Its screams failed to change anything and it was beaten into a pile. Ye Chen's fairy sword was like an Optimus Prime, nailing it to the rock wall. .jújíá?y.??m

Chen spurted blood and stomped back three to five feet. The golden-winged roc was too ferocious, and he was no exception. He received a wing on his chest, his back was stabbed hard, and he almost fell into the sky.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stumbled forward. The arm holding the sword was shaking violently. The golden-winged roc was not simple. After a bloody battle, he was also seriously injured. There were countless bloody gouges all over his body. The dazzling muscles and bones were exposed, and the dazzling blood flowed. Every blood gully was lingering with the dark evil spirit, devouring his essence. His holy body was also dyed with darkness, like the devil's armor, adding to it. A bit evil.

"Die!" The golden-winged roc roared, opening its mouth and spitting out a fireball.

Ye Chen snorted coldly and waved his stick to block.

pound!

There was a clear collision sound, which was very harsh. The fireball exploded with unparalleled power. Ye Chen fell over and fell out. Before he could stop himself, he was submerged by the hot magma again.

The hot magma burned everything, even the space was burned, even Ye Chen's physical body was burned to the point of smoking.

Wow!

Ye Chen spurted blood and jumped out of the lava. His hair was disheveled and he was in a state of embarrassment. His old eyes were almost prominent. He must have never expected that this golden-winged roc would be so terrifying.

puff! puff!

While he was stunned, the Golden Crow struck again, slashing down from Ling Tian. Those attacks were devastating, and the power of the sword destroyed everything.

"Come." Ye Chen said something ordinary, shattered the sky with one step, and avoided the fatal knife. Even though he was injured by the magma, he was still like a god. He knocked over the Golden Crow with one sword and collapsed the sky with one palm.

The Golden Crow was bleeding. Its huge body was slapped away by Ye Chen. During the roll, it also knocked down two low mountains. Its golden feathers were blown up piece by piece. In the pool of blood, it no longer had any combat power. They are all bloody and riddled with holes.

puff!

On the other side, the golden-winged roc was not much better. His body was pierced by a sword, most of his wings were cut off, and his blood and bones were dripping.

puff! puff! puff!

Two holy beasts, one on the left and one on the right, fell into the magma.

This kind of scene is so familiar. Previously, Ye Chen had used this method to suppress the Golden Winged Dapeng. Now, the Golden Crow and the Golden Winged Dapeng were also suppressed by him in this way.

"I really underestimated you." The Golden-winged Dapeng spoke, uttering human words. His golden eyes were bloodshot and ferocious. His majestic ancient holy beast-level bloodline was defeated by a human being and was captured alive. This is a great disgrace.

"You overestimate yourself." Ye Chen scolded coldly, and swung his sword across again.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.