Chapter 317: The tragic black robe youth

Although the black robe youth is a supreme king, he is about to step into the existence of the emperor.
But Lu Chen was holding a scarlet war spear, and the tip of the spear was surrounded by terrifying killing air. This was a kind of air current that could tear space apart and contained great power.
It is a manifestation of the evolution of rules.
This airflow can tear space and tear apart sacred objects.
And the strength of the black robe youth's body, how could it be possible that the sacred artifact was hard, and the power of the sacred artifact shook out when the tip of the spear pierced into the body.
In just an instant, his body burst into a cloud of blood.
In the space, the rain of blood drifted, filled with a strong smell of pungent blood.
The scene quieted down instantly.
The disciple Wan Jianfeng was shocked, breathing quickly, and Young Master Jian was too decisive and fierce. Without a word, he shot the Supreme King.
Although it was a holy weapon to kill the Supreme King, it was not his own strength, it was a trickery.
However, it takes great courage to attack the Supreme King with the strength of the Primordial Divine Realm. Moreover, at the level of the Supreme King, the reaction power is very fast and can be easily avoided.
Once dodging, the three young masters of swords are in danger.
It's not an exaggeration to say that the third son of the sword is walking on the edge of life and death.
However, the three young masters of the sword shot too fast, so that the Supreme King could not escape.
With the death of the black-robed youth, Lu Chen's heart calmed down. After all, the threat of a supreme king was too great, and his origin was unknown. The most important thing was that the former was very familiar with the process after he entered the secret realm.
Therefore, it is better to start first.
Soon, Lu Chen's pupils shrank.
Not only him, but Wan Jianfeng's disciples also widened their eyes, staring at the strange scene before them in amazement.
The blood mist exploded by the black-robed youth did not dissipate. The blood mist gathered at the center and turned into crystal clear blood. The blood was very bright, just like red amber.
Pulled by an invisible force, the blood continued to fuse, and soon became a mass of human-shaped blood.
Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood regenerate.
It can be clearly seen that in the humanoid blood, bones are growing frantically, with limbs, internal organs, intestines, and countless blood vessels condensed.
Flesh regeneration, angioplasty.
This picture is quite strange.
咚咚咚!
A bright red heart beats forcefully, and a wave of life emanates.
After the formation of various organs in the body, a layer of skin began to form on the surface of this blood-colored humanoid, gradually turning into the appearance of a young man in a black robe.
The head of the black robe youth was the first to cover the skin, and his eyes were gloomy like the twelfth lunar month, staring at Lu Chen.
For the black-robed youth, as a creature close to the emperor realm, it was definitely a great shame to be attacked to death by an ant in the early stage of the soul, damaging his body.
A fluctuation of the king realm level was released from him again.
Puff!
The sound of a sharp weapon entering the body sounded.
The black-robed youth's originally cold face suddenly stiffened. After a few seconds, he lowered his head and saw his heart pierced by a war spear.
"I..."
At this moment, the black robe youth opened his mouth, wanting to scold his mother.
Before he had time to speak, he banged.
The body that had just condensed into shape once again burst into a cloud of blood.
Disciple Wan Jianfeng: "..."
The expression became extremely rich.
Originally, they shocked the black-robed youth's "resurrection from the dead". This was the first time they had seen this situation. They had never heard of it. They were in shock. The third son of sword suddenly came to him and burst into a cloud of blood again, and they were speechless. Extremely.
In fact, it was the first time Lu Chen had seen the strange resurrection ability of the black-robed youth.
Obviously, his body was shaken into a blood mist by the war spear. Logically speaking, his spirit and form had disappeared, but the blood reunited and the flesh and blood regenerated.
And after recovering, the cultivation base was not lost.
In order to avoid branching out of the knot, the first action was strong, and once again shattered the opponent's body.
Lu Chen felt that since he could rebirth once, he could rebirth a second time. In fact, just as he guessed, a cloud of blood mist did not spread out of thin air, but gathered together, and a stream of air flow slowly gathered together. .
Then, as before, the bones and flesh were regenerated.
The black-robed youth came back from death for the second time.
Not long after, skin appeared on the head of the young man in black robe, and his eyes filled the sky with anger. He said angrily: "You are seeking your own death, do you know that I am..."
Bang!
The body of the black robe youth burst into a cloud of blood again.
People present: "..."
They don't know what to say, this is the third time that Young Master Jian has killed each other.
They swear that they have never met such an unlucky king.
Soon, the blood mist reformed again.
There was a strange color in Lu Chen's eyes. In this vast world, there are really unkillable people who can resurrect indefinitely.
What is this ability?
immortal?
However, Lu Chen gradually sensed that although the black-robed youth was able to resurrect, his cultivation was weakening.
The first time the opponent came, it exuded the coercion of the supreme king, and now the third time the blood fog reorganized, the coercion exuded was only about the early stage of the king.
Explain that the opponent's ability to come back from the dead consumes a certain amount of energy.
The opponent's strength plummeted, and Lu Chen was not as jealous as before, waiting for the opponent to resurrect.
Not long after, the black robe youth was resurrected again, his eyes were full of anger, and he cursed: "Ms. Gan Lin."
After being exterminated three times in a row, the black robe youth's nostrils smoked, unbearable, and exploded with a foul language.
Damn, I have never seen such a shameless warrior.
Can't afford to lose.
Dare to wait until his body is reorganized.
Bang!
The black robe youth just finished speaking, his body exploded again, bursting into a cloud of blood.
But this time, the blood mist did not reorganize, but drifted to the ground and flowed into the ground along the ground.
"died"
Lu Chen's eyes flashed.
This time, is the other party really dead?
After a minute or two, nothing happened.
A disciple of Wan Jianfeng said cautiously: "It should be dead."
Lu Chen shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's better to leave first."
Liu Qingcheng blinked and said, "Is this still a martial artist? It's impossible for a Saint Realm powerhouse to resurrect indefinitely."
The strange ability of the black-robed youth is beyond their understanding.
Several people waited for four or five minutes, but there was no movement. It seemed that they were really dead.
"Let's go" Lu Chen said, leading a few people out of here.
Three or four minutes after Lu Chen left, wisps of blood emerged from the ground, converged in the air, and gradually gathered into one person.
The black-robed youth came back from death again, his eyes filled with gloomy anger, staring in the direction where Lu Chen left.
"Damn, don't take revenge for this, swear not to be a devil," the black robe youth whispered.
"I knew you weren't dead, so die again," an abrupt word came.
Lu Chen walked out of the dark with the scarlet war spear, the young man without a black robe reacted, and a spear pierced his eyebrows.
The black-robed youth stared with anger, his body trembling, and before he could speak, the destructive power released by the war spear cracked his eyebrows, his body disintegrated, and the blood mist drifted away.
Disciple Wan Jianfeng and Liu Qingcheng walked out and mourned for the black robe youth in their hearts.