Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 1242
The sword is broken!

come down!

Yuanshen almost collapsed.

Chen Xinghe had never been so miserable before.

Fortunately, such a life-and-death fight is not easy for the enemy.

The magic treasure is actually the Mahayana magic bone, the Guizang sword is enough to sharpen oneself!
Two deep pits appeared on the ground, and the surrounding rivers shifted, and the river water poured into the deep pits fiercely.

Chen Xinghe's primordial spirit returned to his seat, holding a broken sword in his hand, sinking to the bottom of the water and looking upwards.

He is defeated!
After all, that old demon stood in the Mahayana period, and a level of strength is to surpass the world. Even with the blessing of the dragon veins of heaven and earth, there is no way to win by half.

"Boom..." The shock ran through from top to bottom.

Chen Xinghe was very surprised, the old demon killed him so quickly?
Indeed, the old demon's injury was lighter than his, swallowed an excellent pill, and escaped from the pit as quickly as possible to kill him.

"Explosive baby!" Chen Xinghe rushed up against the killing intent, one after another Nascent Soul Transformation Stage Nascent Soul appeared, and exploded crazily between the two of them.

The Thunderbird old demon was taken aback, this kid is exploding babies?

It's so strange, what kind of magical skills did this kid practice?There are so many babies.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred...

710 The nine Nascent Souls exploded at the same time.

Although it is powerful, there is still a certain distance from harming Mahayana monks.

What Chen Xinghe wanted was this moment of rage.

The Hunyuan behind him turned into a line, instantly absorbing the violent power of Explosive Infant, and then this line of Hunyuan bounced heavily, generating a huge thrust to push forward.

Gui Zang Jian, like a broken sword, draws a frightening sword shadow.

Thunderbird old demon shouted: "Block it!"

The treasure of refining demons was erected, and it turned out to be his beak.

The broken sword swept past.

The old demon looked down at his body, and then let out an unbelievable roar.

With Chen Xinghe's explosive blow, he felt like the opponent was cracking porcelain, or like a building about to collapse.

This feeling made him feel relieved, and his figure fell again!

The old demon wants to get rid of his body. Although this body is important, it is not something that cannot be discarded.

However, he was horrified to find that his mind and soul broke and broke again, and the terrifying artistic conception of swordsmanship invaded the origin.

"No, Mahayana monks will not die."

Immediately, the old demon showed its original shape, its consciousness quickly became blurred, and it sank towards the bottom of the water.

Chen Xinghe was also sinking, and he was buried here with the enemy, and there was no more sound for a while...

I don't know how long it took, but consciousness slowly returned.

Before returning, it seemed that I heard a series of tongue-twisting mantras, and the soul returned in the dark, giving birth to a sense of relief.

"Are you awake, husband?" Luo Chan'er was pale and worried.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

"Half a month!"

"Half a month?" Chen Xinghe let out a sigh of relief, and immediately asked with a tight heart: "Where's that old bird?"

"Longmai said to sacrifice that old guy to heaven and earth, so that you can be saved! So I salvaged that thunderbird and held a sacrifice."

"Using Mahayana as a sacrifice?" Chen Xinghe's heart moved slightly, and he said, "It's indeed a good way. It's just that the dragon veins will bear a huge burden."

"Alas!" Luo Chan'er looked towards the distant mountains.

"The dragon's veins are asleep?" Chen Xinghe barely sat up, and found that an altar had been built here, and he was lying on the top of the altar.

"Yes, the dragon veins are asleep, how does my husband feel now?"

"The road is so difficult, I am only temporarily awake, and I will slide into the Styx immediately."

"The injury is so serious?"

"It's a life-and-death battle with the Mahayana existence, and it's a fluke to survive! How dare you ask for more? You take our children to practice in the world of the turtle! It will take at least a hundred years to go here."

"Hundred years?" Luo Chan'er's complexion turned paler.

"Yes, a hundred years, only a lot, not a lot!" Chen Xinghe sighed faintly, and lay down on the altar again, and suddenly there was darkness under his body.

I saw this body slowly sinking into the darkness.

In order not to trouble his family, he had to do this.

In the whole world, only Styx can delay time, so the giant gate is surrounded by star power and falls into the depths of the Nine Nethers.

Luo Chan'er burst into tears, but she had no choice but to hate herself for her poor cultivation.

An old demon in the Mahayana period killed Chen Xinghe so that his whole body exploded, and he had his own dojo, so even if he died, he was not really dead, and he might reshape his body to kill him.

So he can't stay in the Turtle World anymore, this place is very important to his wife and children, if Lei Mansion sends more masters in, the consequences will be disastrous.

Just as Chen Xinghe slipped down the Styx River, several huge monsters came to snatch the food nearby.

The connection with this world is vague and is being severed.

However, his body suddenly showed signs.

It was one thunder after another.

It turned out that during the battle, the enemy had already marked him several times. As long as these marks existed, no matter whether he went to the sky or went to the ground, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of Lei Mansion.

Chen Xinghe tried to erase the mark, but he did not expect that the mark not only did not weaken, but instead increased rapidly.

I thought in my heart: "It's good to strengthen it, let them know that I have fallen into the Styx as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble for Chan'er and the others."

Thinking of this, Chen Xinghe continued to erase the mark, just as he thought in his heart, the more he erased the mark, the more obvious it became.

The surroundings were turned upside down, and the Styx creatures killed them.

It's just that Chen Xinghe's body trembled slightly. These Stygian creatures had already decapitated, and then turned into corpses, sinking slowly.

Next, Chen Xinghe's broken body drifted in the Styx River, drifting wherever he went, as if drifting with the tide.

Half a month later, he fell into a coma again, allowing the water of the Styx to hit his body, seemingly unaware.

Another half month passed, six groups of scorching light fell into Styx, and they stepped on the black and yellow to kill Chen Xinghe.

Sensing the strange movement of Styx, Chen Xinghe suddenly emitted a sharp aura, leading him to break into the territory of the Shura tribe at a very high speed.

The six groups of bright lights chased after them quickly, but the Shura clan had a strong sense of territory. Immediately, some strong Shura clan sensed the intrusion of outsiders and came to kill them as quickly as possible.

Chen Xinghe's aura was weak, and before he entered the Shura Clan's Dharma Eye, the six hot aura behind him were different, as majestic as the sky, as bright as burning.

"Damn, these six guys are so annoying, they smell bad."

"Destroy them."

The power of the netherworld and the power of thunder seemed to be in conflict with each other. These Shura tribes didn't even look at Chen Xinghe, they brandished the ghost weapon and summoned heavy pressure to kill him.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, the territory of the Shura clan turned into a field of thunder, and everything that could be seen with the eyes turned into lightning in an instant.

So violent!

Too strong!

Fortunately, Chen Xinghe had already traveled through the territory of the Shura clan first, and landed on the edge of the Thunder field, his body rippled gently, taking away a piece of Thunder and disappearing.

"Pursue!" The fiery torrent of the six regiments chased after them, destroying all the Shura clan wherever they went.

Such a scene quickly spread among the Shura tribe.

The Shura tribe not only had a strong sense of territory, but also a stronger sense of revenge, so in the next month, the strong men of the Shura tribe came to the door one after another, which made the six hot figures very annoying.

Chen Xinghe woke up once during the period, and passed out again after slightly adjusting the direction of drifting.

This period of time is doomed to be difficult, but he firmly believes that with his own strength and resilience, he can hold on to it. It's only a hundred years, but it's just a snap of his fingers...

(End of this chapter)