Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 113 The Great Terror (Full Order 35)

Peng! !

Two bursts of flames suddenly erupted from the body of the Black Demons, and their retreating body staggered and took a few steps back in the explosion of psionic energy. One arm was dripping with blood.

"Hey, what a strong demon body, as expected of a foreign race that mainly cultivates demon bodies. Compared with it, monks are completely incomparable."

Roar!
Hei Mo was injured and roared. His pair of pitch-black eyes were already extremely angry. He ignored it and rushed towards Han Yi. A bloody stench rushed towards him.

Han Yi didn't dare to be careless. Although this body is too empty and can be resurrected in the illusory world at any time, he vaguely felt that it was not that simple. It would be best if he could not die.

He shook his body, and disappeared in the same place in an instant. The fist of the Black Demon clan blasted past Han Yi's original place, but only caught an afterimage.

next moment.

Ten Lingxu fingers fell from behind the Black Demons, like ten arrows, connected end to end, piercing into the Black Demons' chest.

With such a strong defense, it can be broken with one point.

The first Lingxu finger pierces the skin, the second Lingxu finger splatters flesh and blood, the third Lingxu finger explodes the fascia, and the fourth Lingxu finger ignites the internal organs...

After a series of explosions, there was only one Dark Demon corpse with a hole in its chest left.

Han Yi turned his face away and looked at the other fights around him, becoming more and more serious.

"According to the records of the demon clan, the higher the demon body and the larger the demon clan, the strength will increase by leaps and bounds. The three-meter-high demon clan has such a strong defense. The four-meter-high demon clan was killed by the sword fairy just now. Demons, wouldn’t they be able to kill even ordinary Qi-refining peak cultivators?”

Han Yi felt that there was such a possibility, but at this moment, thinking about it was futile, he quickly followed the breath of other monks and rushed forward.

After a while, I arrived at a stone palace with a height of more than 30 meters. The palace looked completely out of touch with exquisiteness, even a bit random. The palace was built with countless huge stones. It can be vaguely seen that it is offering sacrifices to a certain demon god.

A beam of light about the thickness of a bucket connects from the top of the palace to the sky, and the top cannot be seen at a glance.

On the top of the stone palace, an illusory token with changing colors was suspended in the beam of light, ups and downs, as if it would shatter at any time.

"It seems that the token is the so-called too false order."

Han Yi withdrew his gaze and looked around. At this moment, four monks were surrounding the giant stone palace.

Among them, there were two monks in the air, the most eye-catching. Han Yi looked at them and his heart skipped a beat.

Of these two monks, one is the Sword Immortal who wields two blue spiritual swords that he met before, and the second is a young man sitting cross-legged in the void. The battle flag, the flag of the nine-pole battle flag, is nine colors.

Of the two on the ground, one was holding a long halberd and the other was holding a bloody long sword.

Seeing the monk holding the halberd clearly, Han Yi's heart jumped again. The aura on the halberd was very similar to a magic weapon he had obtained. According to He Fangwei from the Kowloon shop, there was a magic weapon on the halberd. The breath of national destiny of Dagan Immortal Kingdom.

The auras of these four monks were as deep as the sea.

Han Yi's eyes glowed with a pale golden light, and he stared at them. Then, he moved his eyes and landed on the surroundings to come here. Like himself, they landed on other people on the periphery.

"So strong, so strong."

The four monks in front, judging from their aura, were far beyond the Qi training stage, but they had not yet reached the foundation building stage. They were the same as the top two monks in the Xuandan Sect, and they should undoubtedly be legendary Qi training monks.

As for the other people who can rush to this place, the weakest are all senior ninth-level and peak qi training practitioners, and more than [-]% of them are peak qi training monks.

"The Taixu order has been completely condensed, let's start."

"After killing the patriarchs of the Seven Cang Clans, each of them will use their own abilities to seize the fragments of the Taixu Token."

The one who spoke was a monk sitting cross-legged in the void with nine poles and nine-color battle flags planted in front of him.

As soon as the words fell, a deep roar came from the stone palace, exuding a vast and rough primitive atmosphere.

The palace opened, and a six-meter-tall Black Demon came out of the ancestral temple, making vibrations every time he stepped on the ground.

He was still chanting the ancient magic language, and what Han Yi thought he was roaring just now was actually just his whispering.

Han Yi turned his eyes, and his pale golden eyes suddenly hurt, and he couldn't help but close his eyes subconsciously.

Then, when he opened his eyes again, he didn't dare to use the qi technique to probe anymore.

Strong, very strong.

The head of the Cangqi Tribe of the Black Demon Clan, a demon who just reached six meters in height, has an aura that definitely exceeds the scope of the Qi training period.

When he stepped out, the expressions of the four legendary Qi practitioners surrounding the stone palace changed.

"No, he broke through, kill!"

The Sword Immortal who was stepping on the Spiritual Sword changed his face drastically, and at the same time he had a Spiritual Sword, as fast as lightning, and even before he finished speaking, he had already shuttled out, the killing intent was concentrated, and the streamer flashed.

Just in time.

Stepping out of the stone house, the patriarch of the Black Demon Clan looked at all the human monks. His two dark eyes, which were the size of lanterns, flashed an inexplicable disdain, and then, as fast as lightning, he punched out.

At this moment, time seemed to be at a standstill. Han Yi found that his mind could move, but his body could not, and the same was true for other people in sight.

The Sword Immortal in mid-air, the spirit sword that stabbed out first, was hit by this fist as soon as the light rose into the air, the blue light broke, and a mournful sound sounded, and then, the black fist hit the Sword Immortal, sending The volley exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Quick, if the shortest time is measured in an instant, a monk in the qi training period can complete ten attacks in an instant, then this patriarch of the Cang Qi Clan of the Black Demon Clan can throw out twenty punches in an instant.

Han Yi's thinking at this moment suddenly showed great terror.

But his body couldn't move.

Not only him, but even the four legendary Qi practitioners surrounding the front, except for the sword fairy who was blown up by the volley, the other three couldn't move.

the next moment.

Time returns to normal.

No, it's not accurate to say recovery, it's just that everyone has reacted.

boom! !

At the same time, the sound of this punch spread, the speed of the punch was too fast, the sound of the sonic boom and the sound of the sword fairy being blasted in the air sounded at the same time, in no particular order.

escape.

Han Yi turned around and fled instinctively with his heavenly void body. The great terror that came from his soul did not dissipate, but instead climbed rapidly, breaking through one peak after another as if endlessly.

The head of the Cangqi Tribe of the Black Demon Clan who walked out of the stone palace at that step, after blasting the Sword Immortal with a punch in the air, he turned his fist into a palm and slapped it horizontally, sending a blood-colored long sword flying through the air, and then , and slapped down suddenly, without slowing down, it slapped on the legendary Lianqi of the imperial emissary Blood Sword, and slapped him directly on the ground.

puff.

Han Yi, who had just turned half his head, saw this scene, and the horror in his heart surged like a huge wave.

Roar! !

He smashed the sword fairy with one punch, and killed another legendary monk with his palm, and then roared up to the sky.

Han Yi couldn't describe the horror of this roar, because the moment he heard the roar, he only felt a sharp pain in his head, and then he couldn't hear any more sound.

At the same time, a terrifying wave swept across his body.

Fragmentation, he could feel that his body began to shatter into countless pieces under this wave of fluctuations, a short but profound sharp pain struck in an instant, deeply piercing into his soul before his consciousness dissipated .

The power of a roar is so terrifying.

(End of this chapter)