The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

"In short, no matter who you are, I will never hand Qingrong over to you!" Ye Chen said coldly.

"Oh, really?" The Black Dragon King sneered, leaped across the world in one step, and raised his hand to slap Ye Chen. This palm seemed ordinary, but it was so powerful that it crushed the sky with just a trace of aftermath.

Ye Chen suddenly retreated, not because he couldn't defeat the Black Dragon King, but because he had a hunch that if he fought hard, he would suffer. The previous battle with the White Dragon was the best proof that he was not afraid of the White Dragon King's attack, but It doesn't mean that it can withstand the Black Dragon King's attack.

This is exactly what happened. As soon as the two collided, he took three or five steps back. His sternum was stained with blood, and his left arm was also bloody. A drop of blood dripped from his fingertips and melted into the earth.

"You really underestimated me." The Black Dragon King was indifferent and spoke calmly.

boom! boom! Boom!

Accompanied by the roar, Ye Chen and the Black Dragon King ascended to the sky one after another. The fighting scene was quite vast, with lightning and thunder, and a halo of destruction spreading.

boom! boom! boom!

The collisions caused the sky and the earth to lose color, making them dim and boundless, like chaos, with ravines and ravines, layers of space barriers, and layers of shattering. Wherever the two passed by, the space collapsed, and the catastrophe could not cover the two of them. The evil spirit.

In a battle of this level, the monks below were in a trance, especially the elders, whose eyes were full of fear. The man in black robe actually had such domineering fighting power.

As for Ye Chen, it goes without saying that he is invincible at the same level, but he can't stop the Black Dragon King's moves. How high has that guy's combat power reached?

puff!

During the discussion, Ye Chen spurted blood and was knocked out. The palm was too strong and almost split him alive.

"You're not far off." The Black Dragon King smiled leisurely and chased after him in an instant, probing out his claws.

Of course, Ye Chen was also incredibly fast, and escaped a hundred feet away, escaping the fatal blow. However, even so, there was a bloody scar on his shoulder, and the dark demonic nature still remained in the wound, trying to corrode his path. Roots, eroding his essence, trying to take him away.

Ye Chen's face turned pale. He tried his best to activate his origin and guard the Danhai before he stabilized the scar. He could clearly feel that the dark demonic nature was eroding his origin and devouring his essence. Once it was eroded , he will suffer disaster, and this process may last for seventy-seven forty-nine years.

The price was too heavy and he couldn't afford it.

"You can't run away." The Black Dragon King smiled quietly and crushed Ling Xiao with one step.

"If you want to become an immortal, you have to die." Ye Chen gritted his teeth and used the secret technique again. He also sacrificed the fire of reincarnation and heavenly thunder, and blessed it on the Bahuang Fist. The punch was unparalleled and was as big as a giant mountain. It blasted through the void and hit the Black Dragon King.

The Black Dragon King smiled contemptuously, casually flicked his sleeves, raised the sky thunder, shot out a galaxy with one palm, crushed the reincarnation fairy fire, and even Ye Chen was knocked back more than ten feet.

Ye Chen groaned, blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, blood flowed from his holy body, and his back was bent. Every step back, a piece of the sky collapsed. Every step back, a piece of nothingness collapsed. Even the qualification to stand was given to him by the Black Dragon King. Deprived of it, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"You are not worthy of becoming an immortal." The Black Dragon King said calmly. He shrunk to the ground with one step and struck Ye Chen with a sword. The sword was so abrupt that Ye Chen was caught off guard. The sword pierced the shoulder, exposing the bright muscles and bones.

puff! puff! puff!

Bloody light appeared frequently, Ye Chen was bleeding, and was forced to retreat. No matter how strong his defense was, he could not withstand the Black Dragon King's sword.

ah……!

He screamed and roared, his whole body shining with golden light, burning his longevity. He rushed all the way, knocking down mountains one after another. Every time he was blocked and broken, a majestic life force would flow out to restore his severely injured body. Then, he Then he killed the Black Dragon King. jújíá?y.??m

The Black Dragon King is like a madman, each sword is more fierce than the other. Every time he hits, Ye Chen will vomit blood, and every time he swings the sword, blood will splash into the sky.

"How can the power of an ant compete with me?" The Black Dragon King smiled coldly, pierced Ye Chen's eyebrows with a sword, and went straight to the depths of his soul, preparing to destroy Ye Chen's soul.

Unfortunately, it didn't work. A golden tripod appeared and protected Ye Chen.

That treasure tripod is Ye Chen's magic weapon, called Xuanhuang Ding. Although it is not an imperial weapon, it is the best among quasi-emperor weapons. With its presence, it can resist the attack of the Black Dragon King. Even if there are quasi-emperor soldiers, Hands, Ye Chen is still no match. After all, the gap in realm is too big. Even if he possesses the Six Paths of Samsara Eye, he cannot make up for this gap. Without the help of the emperor's soldiers, even if he has Amaterasu's blessing, he will probably suffer from hatred.

puff!

There was another sound of blood spurting, and Ye Chen flew upside down and fell hard into the ruins. His form was extremely miserable, with blood and bones dripping all over his body, and a series of scars, which was shocking.

And his aura was also weakening. He was already severely injured, and now he was attacked by the Black Dragon King. He had already been injured more and more. No longer able to support him, he collapsed in the ruins.

"You can't escape." Black Dragon King Piaomiao's words resounded, and he stepped on Ye Chen's head. "I said, I will make you live and die, and I will refine you to death bit by bit."

"I am a royal member of the Dragon Clan, and you are all ants. It would be easy for me to crush you to death. You should be lucky that I gave you a chance to live." The Black Dragon King said jokingly, "Otherwise, you would have turned into ashes long ago. "

"I would rather be an ant than accept your humiliation." Ye Chen shouted violently and struggled hard, but it was difficult to get up, let alone fight back. His foundation was still far behind the Black Dragon King. Even his incredible record could not make up for it. The difference in realm.

"Since you know that I am a member of the royal family of the Dragon Clan, you should understand what I mean." The Black Dragon King said calmly, "Kneel down and kowtow a thousand times."

"Dreaming." Ye Chen scolded coldly.

"Very good." The Black Dragon King sneered, carrying the iron rod, walked to the ruins, and swept over with the iron rod.

Buzz!

Ye Chen raised his head to the sky, and a red war spear appeared. It was the Heaven-killing Technique. The spear pierced the rainbow, crossed the top of the Black Dragon King's head, and nailed the empty sky.

Seeing this, the Black Dragon King calmly held the iron rod with one hand, exploded the Heaven-Slaying War Spear, and then pressed it down with the stick.

puff!

Ye Chen bled on the spot, his chest was pierced, and traces of black blood spurted out, staining his black clothes and blood mist. The pain was self-evident.

Zheng!

Ye Chen started to attack again, with a sword that was unparalleled by the wind. But before he could get close to the Black Dragon King, he was slapped away by his palm. The holy body exploded and almost disappeared on the spot. Before he could stop himself, he fell into the sky again. A sole of his foot stepped on his chest, crushing it down inch by inch.

puff! puff! puff!

The bloody scene, blood flowers blooming, Ye Chen was crushed all the way, the blood and bones collapsed all over the sky, and the whole body was covered in gore, every one of them was terrifying.

"I said, you are just ants after all." The Black Dragon King looked down, smiling ferociously, with a cold light in his eyes. His palm has been pressed on Ye Chen's Tianling Cap, and he can crush it with just one thought. Ye Chen's soul destroyed him both physically and mentally.

However, at this critical moment, Ye Chen's eyes stood out and were covered with bloodshot eyes. A pair of palms tightly grasped the Black Dragon King's wrist, refusing to let go, letting the blood spurt out, and letting the Black Dragon King's palm gradually gain strength.

"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.