Xuanhuan: SSS-level comprehension, I push all races

Chapter 142 The Collision of the Quasi-Imperial Soldiers Devours the Origin of the Nether Saint Son!!

“Buzz!”

With Chen Xuan’s finger pointing out, the whole vision boiled over.

The golden sun above the void erupted with a mighty divine light.

Heading towards Chen Xuan’s fingers.

It is pure light, not only brilliant, but also grand, fiery, as if it can reflect all the darkness of the world.

In an instant, countless golden Dao rhymes wrapped around and turned into a golden light that was only the thickness of his thumb, shooting out from Chen Xuan’s hand.

Shout!

As soon as this light flickered, it penetrated the endless void and shot directly towards the Nether Icon.

“NetherWorld Divine Soul Dafa!”

Feeling the fluctuations in that light, the Nether Saint Son’s face became solemn for the first time.

He burst into his mouth.

The Nether Icon suddenly let out a long roar, as if countless souls appeared from one of them.

It’s like communicating directly with an endless hell.

Countless unjust souls roared and roared in it, and finally burned into strength and blessed under the Nether Icon.

Suddenly, a long knife with a black flame appeared from the nether icon’s hand.

He raised his hands and slashed at Chen Xuan’s tiny light.

Click!

The light collided with the long knife, and it actually made a tooth-aching friction sound.

“Blocked?”

Everyone’s faces changed at this moment, and they didn’t expect that the Secret Technique of the Nether Saint Son was so powerful.

However, before their thoughts dissipated, they suddenly turned into consternation.

Only to see that cracks actually emerged from the collision site, starting from the blade and spreading around.

Eventually, with a click, it directly cracked into countless pieces.

What was even more terrifying was that the golden light destroyed the long sword without the slightest decay.

With a sigh, a hole pierced through the entire Nether Icon.

“How can that be?”

A look of horror flashed in the eyes of the Nether Saint Son, and he saw a terrifying golden light burst out in front of him.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the nether icon comparable to the sacred mountain completely collapsed in the shocked eyes of everyone.

One of the figures flew straight out of the void.

I don’t know how many mountains have collapsed one after another.

“Hiss! This Terran is a terrifying power! ”

“My God, not even the Holy Son of the Nether Clan is an enemy of his unity, is this the power of the Three Thousand Great Avenues?”

Crash!

In the midst of the ruins, the figure of the Nether Divine Son soared into the sky.

It looks a bit awkward.

But there were no scars on his body.

“Hahaha, Chen Xuan, your strength is indeed strong, even more powerful than I could have imagined.”

A mad smile appeared on the face of the Nether Saint Son.

“But so what? My Quasi-Emperor Armor, unless you have the power of a Quasi-Emperor, you can’t hurt me in the slightest. ”

The reason why the Nether Saint Son was so arrogant was because of the confidence given to him by the armor of the quasi-imperial soldiers.

Originally, he was still a bit ambitious, but now he had suffered a blow from Chen Xuan.

His heart was suddenly settled.

As long as there are quasi-imperial soldiers, it can ensure that they can easily last until the end of time.

As soon as the time runs out, he will be teleported back to the NetherWorld.

At that time, Chen Xuan would not be able to help him.

“Is it?”

Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped it out.

“True Dragon Treasure Technique!”

Bang!

A true dragon shadow that was even more terrifying than the True Dragon Clan Dragon Zi directly crushed out.

Smash the Nether Son into the ground.

The earth trembled with excitement, and countless lava surged forward.

Space shatters, like an apocalyptic scene.

But!

The Nether Son remained unscathed.

The Nether Golden Armor on his body exuded quasi-emperor power, and actually completely blocked it.

“Hahaha, useless, don’t say you are a true dragon treasure, even if any magic power is of no use to me.”

An even more frantic smile appeared on the face of the Nether Saint Son.

It was as if Chen Xuan had already eaten it.

Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow, and his thoughts churned.

Indeed, the power of the quasi-imperial soldiers was not something he could break now.

If he wanted to use his current strength to break the power of the quasi-imperial soldiers, unless he could use the top ten magic skills.

Before that, he got the general outline of the three thousand avenues.

It records the cultivation method of magic of each avenue.

The ranked first Great Destiny Technique, if it is cast, does not need Chen Xuan’s hands to directly cut off the fate of the other party.

Let it fall directly.

The same is true of the second-ranked great causality technique, where the thought moves and makes the other party form a life and death cause and effect.

Even a single stone can kill the other person completely.

However, these divine arts Chen Xuan did not have time to ponder, let alone time to enlighten.

For the time being, it cannot be used at all.

“Haha, how’s it going?” Is there no way out? ”

The Nether Saint Son burst out laughing.

“Since you don’t have it, it’s my turn.”

His eyes suddenly froze, and he looked at the many alien strongmen behind him who were controlled by him.

“What else are you doing?” Let me do it together and kill them completely. ”

“What? Let’s do it with Chen Xuan? ”

The crowd was stunned.

You can’t beat him, let’s do it?

However, the Nether Saint Son snorted coldly and said unmoved.

“Yes, since you have become my slaves, even if you die, you will carry out my orders.”

He now holds these people’s lives in his hands, and naturally does not care about their feelings.

If you are not of my race, your heart will be different.

Before, he made the other party loyal, just to become his own lackey, cannon fodder.

“If you can’t beat him, you can kill those Ten Fierce Clan Heavenly Pride!”

A smile of schadenfreude appeared at the corner of the Nether Saint Son’s mouth.

He liked to watch these alien races kill each other.

“Hey hey, Chen Xuan, you do it!” If you kill them, you will be the enemy of all the tribes! ”

He had a sinister smile on his face, as if he had succeeded.

This kind of conspiracy simply made him admire his intelligence.

Who knows, after he said this, Chen Xuan looked at him a little funny.

“Forgot to tell you, I have long been an enemy of all races!”

“Huh?”

The Nether Saint Son was stunned, and before he could react, he saw Chen Xuan’s Cold Humming Dao Yun rising from countless visions.

In an instant, all the enslaved alien races were engulfed.

Click!

Bang!

Burst!

Bones shattered, flesh shattered, and the sound of blood rushing sounded one after another.

In the end, in the midst of the terrified cries of countless people, he was actually killed by Chen Xuan alone.

“This, actually, killed all?”

Xiao Tianjiao was directly shocked by Chen Xuan’s handwriting.

In a single thought, the means of exterminating an unknown number of alien races were simply earth-shattering.

“Hmm, a bunch of lowly traitors, deserved to die.”

Jiu Youqing skimmed his lips, without the slightest pity.

“But there is still one Nether Saint Son left, what should I do?”

Xiao Tianjiao couldn’t help but look at the last figure.

The crowd fell silent.

The Nether Saint Son had the protection of a quasi-imperial soldier, and he couldn’t kill him at all.

“Snap!”

Suddenly, Chen Xuan patted the door of his head.

“Look at my memory, how did I forget that I still have this thing?”

As he spoke, his palm extended, and a bronze mask with a grimace appeared out of thin air.

“With this mask, it should be able to suppress the power of his quasi-imperial soldiers, right?”

While speaking, Chen Xuan subconsciously put it on his cheek.

Airplanes!

In an instant, a breath that was not weaker than the Nether Golden Armor burst out.

“What? Quasi, quasi-imperial soldier! ”

Everyone in the Taigu Ten Fierce Clan looked at Chen Xuan with a look of surprise.

Nyima, this person is also too bullish, right?

Even the quasi-imperial soldiers?

At this moment, even the Heavenly Pride of the Ten Fierce Clans of the Taigu Was completely shaken.

The would-be imperial soldiers didn’t even have a single piece on their hands.

Legend has it that the ancestor of the Ten Fierce Clans of Taikoo may have it on his body.

However, those ancestors are said to have followed the previous emperor and have gone to the end of the imperial road.

The would-be soldiers had been taken away.

Wan Wan did not expect that Chen Xuan actually had a quasi-imperial soldier here.

Airplanes!

The moment he put on the bronze mask, countless Dao rhymes began to emit these Dao rhymes from it, directly condensing into the runes of various avenues, some manifesting into treasure vases, some manifesting into swords.

Mountains, trees, heavenly sounds, and so on.

This is a repressive quasi-imperial soldier.

The breath of terror directly intertwined into a majestic aura, enveloping the Nether Saint Son.

Click!

The Nether Golden Armor on the Nether Saint Son’s body also bloomed with divine light, and it seemed to feel the crisis.

Start the automatic guardian.

“It’s useless, your quasi-imperial soldiers can only suppress my Nether Golden Armor more, you still can’t hurt me.”

In itself, defensive quasi-imperial soldiers are very rare.

It was not unreasonable that the Nether Divine Son could have such self-confidence.

However, Chen Xuan did not have the slightest concern about this.

Only to see him step out, the figure instantly disappeared from the same place.

When he reappeared, he had already come to the Face of the Nether Son.

Airplanes!

The terrifying Saint Wei oppressed down, making the Nether Saint Son fall into the ice cave.

But he still clenched his teeth and did not show any panic.

“It’s useless, nothing you do is useless.”

He looked at Chen Xuan and roared in a low voice, “You can’t move me, you can never move.” ”

“Is it?”

There was no emotion in Chen Xuan’s voice.

Suddenly, his palm was raised and rested on the shoulder of the other party.

The power of the Nether Golden Armor was suppressed by the bronze mask and could not be stopped at all.

“Who said I was going to move you?”

Chen Xuan looked at him and suddenly thought silently in his heart.

“Devouring the Heavenly Demon Scripture!”

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a whirlpool suddenly emerged from the palm of his hand.

Before, with the protection of the quasi-imperial soldiers, Chen Xuan could not get close at all.

Now, he could cast the Devouring Heaven Magic Scripture.

Devouring the Heavenly Demon Sutra can devour the origin power of any living being and make up for itself.

Attacking Chen Xuan couldn’t break through the defenses of the would-be imperial soldiers, but it didn’t say that devouring it couldn’t be done!

And what Chen Xuan devoured was not flesh and blood, or even divine soul, but the origin of the other party.

In other words, it’s the other person’s talent, bloodline.

Once you don’t even have the talent, isn’t it like a wasted man?

Buzzing!

As the vortex trembled, a stream of origin power was forcibly swallowed up by Chen Xuan.

At this ×, the face of the Nether Saint Son completely changed.

“You, no, what are you going to do?” No! ”

He tried to struggle, but found it to no avail.

Watching his own bloodline belonging to the Nether Clan be plundered and drained.

He was terrified.

Without talent, he would not be able to advance half an inch in the future, and he might even fall because of the decline of qi and blood.

More importantly, the bloodline of the Nether Clan is the source of strength and the symbol of status.

Once lost, it falls completely on the altar.

He couldn’t imagine how the entire Nether Clan’s attitude towards him would change when he became a waster.

Such demonic thoughts rose from the bottom of my heart.

Let the Nether Saint Son completely panic, and in the end, before Chen Xuan could completely plunder.

He, actually directly, blew himself up.