Vol 3 Chapter 2427: The beginning of the sacrifice

When I came to the ancient tomb of Yanhuang, Xiao Chen rarely pulled out the knife, and most of them even worshipped the dragon fist to meet the enemy.
But if this is the case, I think that the knives behind him are just furnishings, and that is a big mistake.
Dialogue with Chu Chaoyun, I feel that the era of the Yuan Dynasty reincarnation, irreversible indignation and helplessness.
Let his knife path domain, successfully break through the triple, the knife path goes further.
If you don’t pull out, once you pull the knife, you will play a knife that surpasses the ten-dollar power.
This knife was cut down, and the seven emperors and those who were forced to fall by the general trend were all beaten.
Dao Xuan holds the ten cold ice fields and condenses in the small world of ice.
Looking at the ancient tomb of Yanhuang, its strength is invincible.
Xiao Chen's three kinds of domain, overlapping and adding, turned into a knife to display, but not worse than the other side.
If you only want to be a three-dimension emperor, then you really laughed at the big teeth.
In the hurricane sand, Xiao Chen was a knife, and the team of the entire seven princes was forced to make it difficult.
Xiao Chen did not think that it would be too exaggerating for one person to kill these Dacheng emperors.
All he has to do is to stop all these people and create time for Umen and others to restore the gods and souls.
In fact, his goal, in the eyes of many people, is not very realistic.
But the reality is that Xiao Chen’s knives will force all of these visitors to go back!
Looking away, Xiao Chen’s line of sight fell to the end, and he was wiping the blood of the seven princes Wang Yun.
The brow gently picks one, and Xiao Chen raises his hand to the knife, so he kills the past.
Hey!
Leaving a touch of purple thunder marks, Xiao Chen's figure flashed, and the next moment suddenly appeared in front of the Seven Emperors.
"Protect the Seven Emperors!"
Other visitors, the look slightly changed, quickly got up and wanted to block Xiao Chen.
After a person has only one person, Xiao Chen can't play every knife, and he can play a power beyond the ten-dollar power.
There is only one way to stop the other party from moving forward.
Killing the seven emperors, constantly launching attacks, so that other guests have to stay to protect him.
This is a temptation, even if you can see through it, you can't help it!
In the transfer of the blade, Wang Yun was stunned by Xiao Chen, who was rushing in. Taking advantage of other visitors, blocking the hard work of Xiao Chen, hurriedly withdrew.
Many emperors, several times, want to leave Xiao Chen.
Why Xiao Chen, never loves to fight, one touches back, his knife and murder. From beginning to end, always shrouded in Wang Yun, let the other side panic to escape.
The Thunder Road is sixfold, letting his gods change nine times and play to the extreme.
If he wants to leave, few people can keep up with his pace.
"Leave me!"
boom!
Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt a dangerous atmosphere and saw four trunks in the ground. Hey, the trunks are put together to form a wooden cage.
Hey!
The tyrant slashed on it and made a metal-like touch. With the power of the tyrant, each knife left only a shallow trace.
"Hey, I entered the wooden cage this day, don't think about leaving."
The old man who has been forbearing and never letting go, has never been shot, and stands up. With a sneer in the corner of his mouth, he looked at Xiao Chen disdainfully: "If you are, you are just a three-dimensional emperor, kill him!"
Other Dacheng emperors have long been fed up with Xiao Chen and won this opportunity.
Without hesitation, all kinds of killings will be displayed in an instant.
In an instant, the infinite emperor, shocking the sky. All kinds of visions, covered with heaven, horrible murderous, shocking. Even the emperors on the altars couldn't help but look at it and wanted to see what happened.
Moyer's knife is in the world!
Without a trace of panic, Xiao Chen is not afraid of danger, and will display the Buddha in the world.
Hey!
The wooden cage was instantly smashed by the surviving Buddha, and the statue of the Buddha was killed. Constantly expanding, and then pushing both hands, the four sides killed all the stops.
The rumble, the loud noise, the sky shakes. At the beginning of the ancient times, the ancient land that existed, under the joint bombardment of many great emperors, there was a huge pit.
The purple light flashed, and Xiao Chen and the giant pit jumped out.
Look down and see, those surprised visitors, the line of sight once again locked in the seven emperors Wang Yun.
In the face of Xiao Chen’s gaze, Wang Yun, who has been hiding far away, is gnashing his teeth.
I really don't want to run anymore. I was chased by Xiao Chen all the way like a dog. I just couldn't catch Xiao Chen.
He is fed up!
"Leave you a life, wait until you will receive it."
But Xiao Chen didn't want to kill it, and said a faint sentence, he turned away.
"Leave him!"
The old man who is withered, said aloud. If you want to come, you want to go and leave. How can this be the case?
"Can you stay?"
Xiao Chen turned back a knife, and Moyer broke the knife and broke out of the heart. A knife that never died was smashed out.
boom!
The knife knives swept, and those who had been chasing Xiao Chen’s guests had to stop to resist this move.
Wait until the aftermath is gone, Fowey dissipates.
Looking around, where is the figure of Xiao Chen, it has already turned into a purple light, and it has been steadily drifting toward the altar where Wang Hao is.
It’s like flowing water, it’s gone like a wind...
call out!
The figure is like the wind, and Xiao Chen is like a fallen leaf, and it has fallen steadily.
On the altar, other people have already recovered, waiting for Xiao Chen to return.
Seeing the eyes of Wang Hao, Xiao Chen nodded, everything goes without saying.
On the altar, the holy fire burned, and the fire was printed on the faces of seven people, including Xiao Chen, Xiao Su, Wu Meng, and Qiu. They were all resolute and tenacious.
They have a common mind, killing all the way to this point, waiting for this moment.
Wang Hao stepped forward, and the Yanhuang sword in his hand came out of the way. The Taowei from the killing of the Taoist domain was filled with the Quartet.
The thick killing, let the people present in the heart have a slight glimpse.
Just when Wang Hao was about to insert the Yanhuang sword into the altar, Xiao Chen suddenly said: "Nine emperors, do you know what the origin of the killing is?"
"Oh? I haven't thought about this problem for a long time. It will be difficult for me to kill the avenue in a few hundred years and cultivate it to the top ten."
Wang Hao was slightly surprised, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Xiao Chen.
"The end of the killing avenue is the devil, there is no one to seek the devil's heart, and you can never touch the origin of the killing. This demon is not the magic you understand, you can do it, don't care about my words."
Xiao Chen still wants to say something, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.
Wang Hao slightly frowned, he kept the border for many years, and killed with the magic warriors. The magical warrior who died in his hands did not have tens of thousands and thousands. The words of Xiao Chen made him somewhat difficult to understand.
"I will remember what you said."
But he still wants to believe in Xiao Chen, this kind of trust is the same life all the way to the present. There is also the unique temperament of Xiao Chen, and the reality that he is awe-inspiring.
"Thank you."
Xiao Chen’s thoughts fluttered, and memories such as the scrolls unfolded, and Wang Hao in front of him reminded him of one person.
A friend of Kunlun, a friend who can never be forgotten.
Killing Jian Daoyan thirteen, the Kunlun demon robbery last battle, he became a sword, killing and seeking for help.
At that moment, Xiao Chen understood that the origin of the killing path was the devil. If you can overcome it, you can completely master the road to killing the source. In the past, Yan XIII, he could not grasp the power of killing.
Choosing a sword and self-satisfaction, only left a tragic legend in Kunlun.
boom!
Surrounded by the murderous Yanhuang sword, inserted into the blazing flame, the holy light rushed away, and the dragons began to rise.
The eight altars were finally occupied.
The second round of the battle of the Prince was also at this moment, the most intense moment.
In the distance, on the altar occupied by the eleven emperors, the forest wind of the dead looked over and saw this scene, revealing a touch of smile.
He couldn't help himself and became a guest of the eleven emperors. He never gave up on Xiao Chen.
Seeing that the Nine Emperors also occupied the altar, the heart was relieved.
In front of him, the Chu Yuan, who is in the Yuan Palace, is another expression. He and Xiao Chen are enemies in the virtual world. They are deadly enemies.
"This guy is really more and more unfathomable."
The eleven emperor said: "Concentrate, the second wave of fierce beasts will come."
Lin Feng and Chu Feng, the two returned their sights, and their eyes fell again on the front of the endless beasts.
At this moment, the entire core area of ​​the Emperor Yanling is occupied by the beasts.
It is dense and confusing.
The emperor who did not occupy the altar, mixed in, attacked the princes who were honouring the sword of the Emperor.
Wang Hao, who occupied the last altar, is inevitably also stared at by other emperors.