Chapter 1507: Torn

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Chapter 1507: Broken Seal
"bad……"
After being aware of the strangeness, the Eight Kings of Saints immediately knew that he was the one who blamed him for killing too much, even ignoring a question. Since he has magical powers to temporarily restrain the trauma, how can the other party not?
However, at this time, it was too late for him to take the palm. He only wanted to kill Xiao Chen. He never expected that Xiao Chen was waiting for him to attack. At this time, his door was wide open and there was no defense at all. Once he was counterattacked by the other party, The consequences could be disastrous.
However, it was too late, and Xiao Chen disappeared from the spot in an instant, and suddenly appeared in front of him like a flash of lightning in the next moment. The left arm urged the strength of Youquan's hand, and a palm was facing his chest. Hit it.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and there was dust everywhere. This palm hit the Eight Wasted Saint Kings unexpectedly, but it was not over yet. Guixi suddenly came from behind with a sword. The sound of "chirping", blood splashing, was actually a sword. Pass him through the chest.
Behind Youyou and the seventh day were already ready, as well as Huangfu Xin'er and Jinghuayue, all rushed up in a flash.
"Boom!"
The loud noise kept coming, and the Eight Kings of the Holy King even counted a few palms, and suddenly a spit of blood spewed out, and the whole person flew backwards.
This came down too suddenly, no one expected that Xiao Chen did not hesitate, chased it up in an instant, and shot the palms of the mountains and the sea again.
I saw palm power forming a golden mountain in mid-air, almost trying to destroy everything, and slammed towards the Eight Wasteland Saint Kings. In the distance, Lei Wan and all three were suddenly shocked, and flew over in an instant, caught off guard. The three of them worked together to resist Xiao Chen's long-charged palm, and then flew back with the Eight Waste Kings.
After falling back to the ground, Xiao Chen and Gui Si no longer pursued it, and now he has been hit hard by this person. He can no longer wait for him to recover. Now he has to leave immediately. It is impossible to kill him. Xiao Chen knows everything. In the Ming Dynasty, it was impossible for him to kill this person even with that "throwing a lot of things". At present, it is impossible for him and Guisi to kill them.
"go."
Xiao Chen didn't hesitate much, and immediately took the people outside, but he hadn't left yet. Then came the Eighth Wasted Saint King screaming: "If you want to go, it's not that easy! Seal!"
Suddenly, Fangyuan Shili was blocked again. I saw that the Eight Kings were covered with blood, and his face seemed to be covered with dark clouds, gloomy and terrifying. This time he was afraid that he was really angry, not killing Xiao Chen vowed not to give up, even if it was difficult to recover the Yuanshen in the future, he saw his hand go up to the sky and sternly said: "Sword Soul--"
"trouble……"
A gloomy voice suddenly came from the Eight Swords of Divine Sword, still with a trace of cold disdain. Then, a golden light emerged from the sword, and it instantly became one with the Eight Sage Kings.
At this moment, the situation suddenly changed, and the world lost its color. A terrifying force scattered around the Eight Kings of the Holy King. Even those who were far outside couldn't help but feel a suffocation and quickly receded into the distance.
I saw that the eight kings of the holy king were full of golden awns, and even the emperor's seal with his eyebrows turned into golden red, a surging breath, as if covering the world, as if all the injuries he just suffered were all merged with the sword spirit Recovered in an instant.
"Good sword spirit ..."
Suddenly, Gui Si stopped suddenly, and Xiao Chen knew that she couldn't leave, immediately handing Die Yi to Youyu: "Protect her, if you look for opportunities, take her away, don't care about me." After passing by, facing the distant King of Eight Wastes, the sword in his hand suddenly seemed to sense something, and kept buzzing.
"Wan Gukui ..." Xiao Chen lowered his head subconsciously and looked at the strange sword in his hand. He saw that the sword body kept shaking and humming constantly, but it was not fearful, but more like meeting an old enemy.
Suddenly, he woke up and realized that Wankuku was the sword of the solitary world at that time, and the Eight Kings of the Wild and the solitary world were in the same era. , So it trembles.
And in the distance, I saw the Eight Kings Saint King hanging in the air, and there were countless golden mansword qi circling around the body. The golden mansword qi was all transformed by the Eight Mans Sword Soul. The atmosphere of the Eight Waste Kings has become a little strange.
However, most of the practitioners raise their swords, most of them are quenched by the spirit of heaven and earth, and the Eight Kings of Kings raise their swords with their souls, so the sword spirit of the Eight Wastes is getting stronger and stronger, but the thing is definitely the opposite. Like, in the end, it is not people who raise swords, but swords who raise people, and people will be completely reduced to sword slaves of swords.
If the Eight Wasted Saint King has become the sword slave of the Eight Wasted Sword Soul, then in fact, the Eight Wasted Sword Soul has been raising the Eight Wasted Saint King all these years, thinking of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a chill and subconscious Looking down at Wan Gukui in his hand.
"There may be variables today, mirror flowers, back off ..."
The strange air on the square is getting heavier and heavier, but Gui Si protects Jing Huayue behind him, staring at the distant Eight King Saints in the distance, and said loudly: "The Saint King raises his sword with his soul. But I do n’t know, now that the sword soul has the image of biting the lord. Every time you merge with it, you will add one point. If you continue this way, the holy king will be proud of the world ’s eight wild swords, and finally you will devour the master completely. , The Holy King became a sword slave, so you tried every means to seek spiritual power and strong power, in order to prevent the future sword spirit from eating the Lord, but you know it ca n’t be prevented, I do n’t know, what I ’m talking about is not ...

When this statement came out, many people outside were surprised. How could this be possible? Isn't it that the Eight Kings are raising swords, but the swords are raising him? Careful thinking can't help but make people feel chilled, many people look at the sword in their hands subconsciously.
"Haha!"
I saw the Eight Waste Kings smiled with their heads up, and danced wildly behind their shoulders. They laughed and said: "My sword, how can you wait for the bamboo to see the sky? For my creation, how can you wait for the sea to be deceived? Die! "After drinking loudly, condensing his fingers, a hundred-footed golden-manged sword slashed to the two immediately.
But seeing that this sword came quickly and fiercely, the clouds were rolling endlessly, but Xiao Chen and Gui Si both raised their swords to block them. With the sound of "clang", the two only felt a numbness in their hands, and their feet kept receding. The sudden violent wind of the sword gas made many people outside suddenly suffocate.
"Xin'er!" Xiao Chen tilted his head slightly back, looked at Huangfu's Xiner, and said sternly, "Do you still remember what I said to you?"
Huangfu's heart was slightly startled. He wanted him and Qingluan and others to take the butterfly clothes away, but he and Guisi stayed behind, but could they fight the Eight Kings? if……
At this moment, another Eight Swords of Qi slashed over, Xiao Chen urged the sword to suffocate, and one sword was slashed out, before barely resisting, and sternly said: "Qing Luan! Take her away!"
When the words fell, he saw that he jumped, and Fu Xiqin was instantly sacrificed. Even Fu Xiqin, I am afraid that it would be difficult to hurt the Eighth Wasted Saint King after the fusion with the sword soul. Now he has to try whether Fu Xiqin can be used. Strength, breaking the seal of the heaven and earth of the Eight Waste Kings.
"go!"
With a scream, Xiao Chen struck a string of seals outside. The sound of "Zheng" sounded like the sound of a piano between heaven and earth, shaking everyone's ears apart. With a bang, the enchantment seal laid by the Eight Kings of Saints was shocked.
"Um ... Master ..."
Dieyi was held in the arms by Yougu, still a little weak at this time, Youyu looked at her, gritted her teeth, and immediately went out, Qingluan and others followed.
"Jinghua ... you also go!" Gui Si thought hard to support the sword energy of the Eight Waste Saint King and said to the back.
"Respect ..."
Jing Huayue shuddered, and his face was pale. Finally, he and Huangfu Xiner glanced at the two of them, and followed him to Dieyi away.
"Stop them for me!"
The Bahuang Shengwang shouted, and the masters of countless Bahuang Temple immediately stopped him. However, with Huangfu Xin'er and Jing Huayue escorting outside, it was difficult for those people to come forward.
But at this time, everyone outside finally finally saw the girl in the arms of Youyu, all of them were awkward in their hearts, is it a nirvana? But it's not right. Wasn't Luo Nishang killed by the Eight Waste Kings last time? And Luo Nishang is 20 years old, but this girl seems to be only 15 or 16 years old, but how could they look so similar?
In an instant, Qingluan and others had escorted Dieyi and left Bahuang Temple, but they were still enveloped by the phaseless world of Bahuang Shengwang. They could not escape the sword, they could only rush forward and waited in Bahuang Area On the edge, try to find a way to break away from the world and escape.
"Um ... don't leave Master ... Dieyi don't leave Master ... you don't leave Master ..."
Dieyi's eyebrows scrunched up, and the seal of the green lotus on her chest kept flashing. It seemed that a peculiar force was about to be printed, and her face was particularly painful. Youyu looked at her, and now she was in tears. Finally, he gritted his teeth and rushed to a hill in the distance.
However, when more than a dozen people rushed to the mountain, behind the Eight Wastelands Hall suddenly came a loud trembling noise, and I saw the vast golden sword spirit, as if swallowing the heavens and the earth, chopping everything nearby.
"Xiao Chen ... No!"
The eyes of Huangfu opened his eyes wide, and he saw thousands of swordsmanship, breaking the twelve-grade Qinglian platform's defense in an instant, passing Xiao Chen and Gui Si both through their chests, and blood was splashing all over the sky.
Everyone outside was stunned, staring at the ruined square inside. Is this the strength of the Eight Kings? I saw that Xiao Chen and Gui Si fell in the pool of blood, and the blood in their mouths continued to flow out like a spring. Everyone was shocked. First, they were shocked by the power and horror of the Eight Waste Kings. It's so tenacious, if you change to someone else, I'm afraid I will have run away first.
"Thinking ... thinking ... starting up ..."
The blood in Xiao Chen's mouth kept flowing out, and he slowly stood up while holding Guisi. The two of them had been stained with blood, and in the distance, they saw that the Eight Wasted Saint King seemed to be half demonized, the emperor The seal gradually changed from gold red to purple black.
"Ha ha ha ha ... You two don't know the sky is high and the land is thick, this king will sacrifice your sword with your blood soul today!"
Suddenly, I saw the Eight Emperors King's eyes sharpened, his arms flicked violently, and the wind swelled: "The world is infinite, Qiankun borrowed the law, the Eight Wastes Liuhe, for my use! Six Dao-Reincarnation!"