Chapter One Thousand and Sixty-One

The condensed void continued to shatter, and as soon as the imperial soldiers came out, Luo Chen directly turned into violence, three sticks and three pumps, and the space debris that was directly pumped flew upside down, and the sound of shattering couldn't stop ringing.

It's as if this world was originally a four-dimensional small space surrounded by a mirror, but now the mirror is broken and is constantly collapsing!

Rumble!

Luo Chen came out of trouble, with a fierce flash in his eyes, Protoss! He sneered, holding the imperial soldier in one hand, and in the other hand, he quietly operated his soul power, hiding the place of judgment in the small space condensed from the palm of his hand.

Ready to give this Protoss Saint a little surprise.

He even thought in his heart, if he could kill this saint, it must be a very big blow to the Protoss, right? Although he knew that it was basically impossible, he might as well give it a try!

As long as you seize the opportunity, it is not impossible!

Luo Chen got out of trouble, and as soon as he came out, he saw the iron-faced saint of the Protoss, and it was not an easy task to construct a small space, Luo Chen broke it with three sticks so easily, I am afraid it would make him feel very faceless, right?

"The Imperial Soldier is really in your hands!"

The corners of Luo Chen's mouth overflowed with ridicule, and he said, "Aren't you just here for the imperial soldiers in Ben Shao's hands?"

The eyes of the Protoss saint were hot, and his breathing became short: "As long as you hand over the imperial soldiers, this god promises to let you go and spare you a small life." ”

Luo Chen blinked, as if he had heard the funniest joke of this time, and his waist straightened up a little.

Is he too naïve, or does he think he is a fool, not to mention that it is impossible for him to hand over the imperial soldiers, even if he is handed over, I am afraid that he will be destroyed by the other party the moment he hands over the imperial soldiers, so he is not so stupid.

"Okay, come and get it. Luo Chen showed an extremely bright smile, and the emperor soldier turned around in his hand, tempting: "If you come over, I'll give it to you." ”

A sarcastic sneer flashed in the saint's pupils, and after thinking about it, he was also a skilled and bold man, and he really walked towards Luo Chen, and grabbed the imperial soldiers with his bare hands, and Luo Chen's backhand was a stick!

The stick was in the middle of the back of the saint's hand, and when I heard a bang, the saint's hand was smashed to pieces!

The saint smiled strangely, and the sloppy palm suddenly became sticky, and it was actually stuck to the emperor's stick, wriggling and turning into a new palm, holding it at the other end of the emperor's soldier.

"Got it!"

The saint was ecstatic, and he couldn't wait to snatch it from Luo Chen's hand, Luo Chen's face changed slightly, he clenched it with one hand, and slammed it towards the still fragmented void on one side, just exposing that palm.

There was another sound of the mirror shattering, accompanied by a scream, the sound came from the mouth of the saint, Luo Chen was also ruthless, the previous stick actually pierced the palm held on the emperor's stick into the space fragments, deeply submerged into it, and inserted it into it.

The saint was furious and wanted to recall that palm, but Luo Chen was one step ahead of him, and he smoked it into a blood mist with a stick!

Luo Chen laughed, with endless sarcasm in his smile, which immediately angered the saint.

The space was boiling, and the chains of the avenue fell from the sky one after another, falling from the void with a bang, and piercing through Luo Chen's hole.

Come one, Luo Chen will explode one, and at this moment, the powerful physique of the Venerable Body will be revealed.

Luo Chen stepped into the void, one pit at a time, and walked forward, the bright Dao light emanated from his body, with a different kind of coercion!

The saint obviously didn't expect that Luo Chen would dare to take the lead, he really thought that with the imperial soldiers in his hands, he could use force with the saint?

"Definitely!"

As soon as the word came out, the word came out, and Luo Chen's body was fixed there, unable to move.

The old saint of the Protoss sneered, his tattered palm healed quickly, and he once again grabbed the imperial soldier.

That's when the change happened.

Luo Chen, who was originally fixed there, suddenly sank his arm, and the emperor soldier pulled it down violently, slamming it on the sage's shoulder, and at the same time, Luo Chen's other hand drooped, and in an instant, the lock shadow pierced the sky, and a loud bang was heard, and the lock of judgment slammed heavily on his head, and he had a big bag! The sage's eyes rolled, and he fell to the ground, and he didn't stand up for a long time.

"Dead?" Luo Chen was faintly excited in his heart, he still underestimated the vitality of the saint after all, after receiving a blow from the emperor's soldiers one after another, and the hammer of the Great Dao Sacred Weapon, he still did not ask for the saint's life, but angered the other party!

"This god wants you to die!"

Luo Chen's pupils contracted slightly, isn't this dead?

A terrifying avenue storm blew between heaven and earth, and the old saint of the Protoss was in his hands, and in an instant, Luo Chen was ingested into the avenue storm.

Luo Chen was startled, and hurriedly inserted the imperial soldier into the center of the storm, his hands were clenched, and he was blown back and forth, unable to even stand steadily.

This old saint of the Protoss is too terrifying, and his Dao comprehension is extremely profound, which is far from being comparable to that of ordinary saints.

His pupils turned into golden eyes, and in the pupils of his eyes, there was an incomparably hot flame!

The divine fire was invisible, but the burning Luo Chen's skin opened and let out a cry of pain, he himself was also a fire attribute soul fighting master, ordinary flames were useless to him at all, even if it was a more powerful Dao fire, it couldn't burn his body, only these two clusters of divine fire!

The Great Dao Storm was still tearing at his body, so that he couldn't care about anything else, the saint had too many means, and it was too easy to pay a little Venerable more, and he could play to death!

"If you want to live a young life, this is not enough!" Luo Chen's eyes also changed at this moment, the silver-white light bloomed, the pupils of his eyes were deep, and there were two sword qi printed with a purple and a milky white, showing that the purple sword qi was the first to erupt, and after being unable to cut off the Great Dao Storm and Divine Fire, the milky white sword qi of the right pupil moved for the first time.

The sword came out, all the ways were destroyed, the avenue storm stopped abruptly, the milky white sword gas turned into shape, it was a silver-white small sword, the sword body was only a finger long, and the sword intent contained in it was terrifying, but it could be a saint!

Neither of these two sword qi belonged to him, but they gave him an incomparably familiar aura, connected by blood!

In the purple sword qi, there was a mother's breath, and the silver-white sword qi was more like the father who had never been masked and cheap.

Triggered for the first time!

And the consequence of the activation of this sword qi is that the saint has fallen! a sword is forced to die! the divine form is destroyed! there is no soul fragment left, and it is wiped out into nothingness! it cannot be reborn!

Luo Chen was stunned, the hand holding the imperial soldier in his hand was trembling, no, it should be the imperial soldier in his hand trembling!

In a trance, Luo Chen vaguely saw a lonely and arrogant, looking at a young man, the young man with silver hair and waist, handsome, even he felt a little ashamed, beside him, the silver light was lightly sprinkled, and a silver-white long sword stood there quietly, the terrifying reincarnation sword qi became a world of its own!

The young man's eyes were soft, as if he was quietly looking at Luo Chen through ten thousand reincarnations, and for some reason, Luo Chen's nose was inexplicably a little sour.

The trance is just a moment, fleeting, and then look, how can there be half a figure?

"Hallucination?" Luo Chen murmured softly, above his head, there was suddenly a sad song of the Great Dao, followed by a rain of scarlet blood rolling down, Luo Chen was startled, and suddenly raised his head, only to see the top of the void, the Great Dao sounded the death knell!

"This is not an illusion!" Luo Chen's eyes widened, and he saw a figure standing quietly not far away, no, to be precise, it was a corpse, who else would there be if it wasn't the old saint of the Protoss who wanted his life in front of him?

Luo Chen subconsciously raised his hand and touched his right eye, only to feel a pain in his fingers, as if he had been pricked by something.

The Wine Sword Immortal tore through the void, used all his magical powers to speed up, and finally found Luo Chen through the Zimu Jade, but before he could fully arrive, he was almost thrown out of the void shuttle by the sudden death knell.

What the hell is going on? How can there be a saint falling? And the direction in which the death knell came was exactly the direction in which the jade of the child and mother was shaking!

Jiu Jian Immortal didn't dare to hesitate, put away the gourd under his feet, shrunk the ground into inches, and came to Luo Chen's side.

There are two small points in Luo Chen's eyebrows, which are the life marks of the saint! The saint is the existence recognized by the Great Dao, and the killing of the saint is not tolerated by the Great Dao! The punishment of the saint will be lowered, and one point will represent a kind of cruel punishment! This kind of cruel punishment will come when the saint is broken! It can be regarded as the punishment of mortals for disrespect to the saint!

"You killed?" Jiu Jian Xian looked demented, he naturally saw the corpse, and the two small dots shining in the center of Luo Chen's eyebrows were the best evidence!

Wait, two points, not one point!Hiss~ This guy has slaughtered saints, and there is more than one!

The mark of the saint will only flash when the saint falls and blood rains, and on weekdays, it is not visible.

At this time, Luo Chen was a little embarrassed, he smiled bitterly in his heart, which was what he killed, he didn't have that ability: "No." ”

This is the truth, but the Wine Sword Immortal believes it, he naturally doesn't believe it, he is not blind, he can't see such an obvious saint mark on his head?

One of them is obviously still indelible, with a divine aura!

Echo that corpse!

"You...... Are you planning to learn from what you did back then?"

The wine sword fairy was amazed, and pulled Luo Chen to teleport away, the commotion here is a bit big, I'm afraid it won't be long before the strong people come to investigate, and leave early, so as not to cause a commotion.

On the way back to the Black Tiger Hall, the eyes of the wine sword fairy never left Luo Chen, Luo Chen was a little hairy by him, and could only say: "The imperial soldier is in my hands." ”

The news of the emperor's soldiers has been exposed, and it is estimated that it will not be long before everyone will know about it! It is impossible to hide it, so it is better to say it directly and round out this lie.

As for the sword qi in the pupil of his right eye, it was his biggest hole card, and he naturally wanted to keep it secret!

"Emperor Soldier?" The Wine Sword Immortal was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became strange: "It turns out that the ancient road is boiling, and the person who makes the Emperor Soldier recognize the Lord is you, you can really do it."

However, even if there is an imperial soldier in hand, with your cultivation, it is somewhat unlikely that he will not be able to exert the power of the imperial soldier and slaughter a saint.

But you're different, the tiger father doesn't have a dog, you're that man's son, it's not surprising that you can do it. ”

The Wine Sword Immortal seemed to have thought of something, smiled and smiled, and was relieved.

Yes, this kid is the son of the pervert, even if he used the imperial soldiers to destroy a transcendent, he probably believed it, just because that person did it back then, and he did it...... Even more appalling!