The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

This is an extremely tragic picture: the spiritual monks fell in batches, one after another, with blood and bones dripping, and mourning everywhere.

"Ant, you deserve to die." With an angry roar, the powerful spiritual tribesmen surrounding them from all directions drew out their murderous weapons. Their eyes were as scarlet as those of demons.

Boom boom boom

Following the banging sound, lightning flashed and thundered, and streaks of black light shot from the east and west. A thick thunder pillar and a gorgeous lotus shot from the north at night, carrying the power of annihilation and melting into it. Has the will to destroy.

Puff puff

Ye Chen was very fast, and the three thunder pillars and three lotus flowers were also extremely treacherous. They arrived in an instant and attacked Ye Chen together.

At the critical moment, Ye Chen suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Xu Tian.

Immediately, a vortex appeared, swallowing up the thunder pillar, swallowing up the lotus, and also encompassing the three gods in the Tribulation Realm.

Immediately, the whirlpool dissipated, and the three gods who swallowed the thunder pillar also disappeared. I don't know if they were annihilated into dust, or they entered Ye Chen's small world and became nourishment.

Ye Chen's face turned pale, his body shook, he stumbled, and almost fell to the sky.

"Stop him." A group of strong men roared and came to attack him. They were all divine calamities, and they were elders of the Spiritual Tribe. They attacked and killed him all the way. Their momentum was so strong that the void collapsed.

"Looking for death." Ye Chen shouted violently, went against the will of heaven, swept across the wasteland with one stick, and went straight to the group of powerful spirits. He ignored the attack and approached the old man in purple who was at the top. He could see that the white-haired old man, He is a high-ranking member of the Spiritual Clan. If he is destroyed, the Spiritual Clan will be defeated. When the Spiritual Clan King returns, he will be able to win it all in one go.

However, he underestimated the power of the Spirit Clan after all. Even though he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, he still blocked Ye Chen's stick. The whisk in his hand swept a ray of fairy light that was so devastating that it shattered the golden iron stick. .

Zheng

Ye Chenhui put away his stick and replaced it with the Chaos Cauldron to block the fairy light, while he himself pointed out a gleam of cold light, which penetrated the chest of the white-haired old man.

"Suppress it for me." The powerful men of the Spiritual Clan shouted together, and gathered into a huge formation to cover Ye Chen. They wanted to suppress him to prevent him from causing chaos again. So many powerful men in the Divine Tribulation Realm joined forces to attack and kill , the killing is not over yet

"Where to run." The white-haired old man smiled ferociously and pressed down with his palm, sealing off Ye Chen's limbs.

puff

A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and Ye Chen was pressed down by a palm. The power of the palm nearly broke his back.

"Kneel down for me." The white-haired old man smiled ferociously and grabbed it with one hand. There were runes engraved on the palm, and the seal characters were outlined, specializing in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction.

"Kneel down, grandma." Ye Chen shouted violently, and stepped on the formation to pieces, then swept the white-haired old man over with a stick, snatched the whisk from his hand, wiped out his true form with a whip, and ascended to the sky in one step , hitting the depths of the Spirit Clan with a stick.

Wow

But after hearing the violent spurting of blood, the spirit race monks who were being hunted were destroyed one by one, just because a war gun swept over them and a spear picked them off.

"You evil beast, please die." The Holy Lord of the Spiritual Tribe came to kill him. Divine patterns appeared between his eyebrows. He evolved many mysterious magical powers and incorporated murderous intentions. He was so powerful that a big seal came from the sky. The nothingness he pressed collapsed, and the power was destroyed. Very strong.

Ye Chen was indifferent and waved the war spear. He poked it up the next day and pierced the seal. It was not because the war spear was sharp, but because he was too strong. He broke the seal with one spear and directly attacked the Holy Lord of the Spirit Tribe.

ah

The Holy Lord of the Spirit Race roared and sacrificed a piece of jade. The mystery imprinted in it was a defensive restriction that could bless his body to block the power of Ye Chen's war spear.

However, what shocked him was that his jade defensive restraint could not withstand a blow from Ye Chen's war spear.

puff

He bled on the spot and was torn apart by Ye Chensheng.

Seeing this, other strong men from the Spirit Clan looked sideways and looked at Ye Chen in shock. What's going on with this guy? He was clearly just a human before, so how could he suddenly become so strong?

Ye Chen remained silent and continued to escape, heading straight for the Spirit Clan Imperial City.

Behind him, the strong men of the Spirit Race were chasing after him, like a sea of ​​​​tide, flooding the entire sky. He wanted to stop more than once, but he was tied down by the gods and could not escape.

"Kill, kill Ye Chen." Waves of strong men roared, rushing towards the imperial city of the Spirit Clan from the distant sky.

"Stop." A cold command came from the imperial city of the Spirit Clan.

Soon, a light curtain appeared, blocking the groups of strong men. After looking carefully, it was revealed that it was a barrier, covered with ancient seal scripts, with inexplicable Taoist essence overflowing, shrouding the sky with divine radiance, covering the sky and the sky. The earth, no matter how fierce the attacks from the outside world, cannot break it even one bit.

buzzing

At the same time, killing swords rushed out of the barrier and were inserted into the void one after another.

Each flying sword was engraved with ancient secret patterns. They were intertwined to form a sword net, overwhelmingly pressing on the powerful spirit clan. The sword net was too heavy, crushing the illusion, crushing the universe, and beheading the powerful ones. Each and every one of the Spirit Clan gods groaned, and each of them was nailed to the void. They didn't even have a chance to escape before they were killed and turned into ashes.

puff

puff

puff

Blood bloomed, pouring down like rain, and dozens of strong spiritual tribes were buried. Countless people were killed by sword nets. In just an instant, nearly ten thousand spiritual tribe monks died under the rain of swords in the sky, and their bodies were piled up. The mountain peaks collapsed in pieces.

"You all deserve to die." Ye Chen roared, carrying a battle flag, and the wind swept through the clouds.

Puff puff

With the blood blooming, he was like an unparalleled god of war, carving a path of blood. No one could stop his edge. No matter whether he was at the peak of the divine calamity or half a step into the divine calamity, once he was contaminated by it, he would be as fragile as paper. One by one they were destroyed.

Boom boom boom

The war broke out, and Ye Chen fought against the six Spirit Tribe Gods alone, killing and bleeding all the way. Every time he encountered an attack, he resisted tyrannically, and the scars emerged one after another.

It can be seen that his body is riddled with holes, his muscles and bones are exposed, and blood is flowing.

"Suppress me." The white-haired old man came and struck with a palm. The shadow of his palm was huge, like a black curtain covering the sky, covering Ye Chen.

However, Ye Chen did not move, like a rock standing in the storm, standing erect. His arms trembled slightly, shaking away the fly whisk, and then, with brute force, he overturned the white-haired old man.

ah

The white-haired old man screamed, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were full of ferociousness. He was a majestic god, but he was no match for a human race. Moreover, he was a newly promoted human race. Is this nonsense?

While talking, more powerful men from the Spirit Clan arrived, overwhelmingly surrounding Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was silent, holding the iron rod in his hand, and swung it, attacking indiscriminately. Although he did not use the secret technique, he was still unrivaled. He blasted an Spirit God Tribulation with one swing, knocking down a group of Spirit Clan strongmen along the way. Everywhere he goes, a palace collapses.

Here, the white-haired old man roared angrily, and the whisk in his hand bloomed with brilliant divine flowers, turning into a fairy river waterfall, sweeping across the sky, like a silver mountain, falling from the sky, trying to crush Ye Chen.

"Get out." Ye Chen suddenly steadied himself and pierced the sky with a spear.

"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.

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