After the Xiaotian Demon Emperor's right arm left, Qin Chuan did not linger, but also tore apart the space and left here.

For this result, he can still accept it.

He also expected that the Heaven Howling Demon Emperor's arm would not be controlled by himself, unless he agreed to his conditions.

But the risk is too great.

After all, he is a member of the Demonic Way, if the outside world finds out about his relationship with Demon Emperor Xiaotian, then there will be no place for him in Immortal Realm from now on.

Returning to the outside world, the battle is drawing to a close.

Huo Youfeng and Wang Shanheng manifested the dharma together in order to eliminate the star-eating beast.

This is the first time Qin Chuan has seen the dharma at the level of the Immortal King.

Wang Shanheng's dharma appearance is not much different from his own, but Huo Youfeng's dharma appearance is a bird similar to a fire phoenix.

Both of their dharma figures are huge, four or five times larger than the star-eating beast.

In the state of manifesting the dharma, not only the mana consumption is huge, but also the mental consumption is also huge, and it cannot last for too long.

The combat power of the star-eating beast is not terrifying, but its skin is rough and its flesh is thick, and its blood volume is high.

Facing the siege of the two immortal kings, he persisted for a long time.

But it's almost over.

Seeing that he had nothing to do with him, Qin Chuan returned to Qingyunmen to find Zhu Jiahong.

Inside Qingyun Gate.

A sign of dilapidation.

Looking around, there are nothing but ruins.

On the ruins, there are scattered all kinds of broken limbs and human organs.

a certain corner.

"Brother Zhu, I know I was wrong, so don't kill me."

A Qing Yun sect disciple covered in blood knelt in front of Zhu Jiahong, kowtowing and begging.

Zhu Jiahong was indifferent.

"late!"

A cloud of black flames spewed out from his hand instantly burned the Qingyunmen disciple to death.

In a not far corner, a group of Qingyunmen disciples leaned against the ruined wall and witnessed the process.

They didn't dare to say anything, and I was trembling in the corner.

Zhu Jiahong looked towards them, raised his arm, and suddenly a famous disciple flew over.

"Three hundred years ago, I was cleaning the elder's cave, and you used your status as the elder's direct disciple to make things difficult for me and even broke my hands.

Qingya died today, but you were laughing on the stage. "Zhu Jiahong said coldly with no expression on his face.

"Brother Zhu, I was the one who looked down upon others back then. Your lord, you don't remember the faults of villains. From now on, I will follow the lead and be willing to be a cow to Brother Zhu." This disciple also kowtowed repeatedly, begging bitterly.

Zhu Jiahong didn't pay attention.

With a wave of his arm, the man's arms slipped down instantly, and the donated blood sprayed out.

"This is revenge for cutting off my arm." Zhu Jiahong said coldly.

The disciple groaned in pain, still begging for mercy.

Zhu Jiahong snorted coldly and kicked him out.

"This is the consequence of your laughing on stage."

This kick was also very hard, kicking the disciple to death alive.

The group of Qingyun sect disciples nestled in the corner dared not speak out, but if it went on like this, the only fate waiting for them was death.

A few disciples stood up and shouted: "Brothers and sisters, we can't sit still.

Rather than waiting to die, it is better to fight.

Zhu Jiahong is just a person. Although his cultivation level is higher than ours, as long as we join hands, we can wrestle with him. "

Many people were shaken.

Gradually, people stood up one after another.

Zhu Jiahong smiled lightly: "Just relying on you, it's ridiculous."

He cast a ball of black flames, and shot towards the group of Qingyun sect disciples.

This group of people knew how powerful the flame was, and they all sacrificed magic weapons to resist it.

But they still miscalculated after all.

They still underestimated Zhu Jiahong's flame.

The moment their magic weapon touched the black flame, it gasified, leaving no slag.

Everyone was amazed.

Originally, the fighting spirit was very high, but it was flaccid in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the black flame came in front of them.

In their eyes, this flame is like the sickle of death, and the only thing waiting for them is death.

At this moment, there was a roar from the sky.

An elder of Qingyunmen came through the air, and a sword pierced the black flame.

"Boldly Zhu Jiahong, taking advantage of the chaos in the sect, slaughtered his fellow sects. It's not as good as a beast. Today, I will clean up the sect on behalf of the sect master."

The Qingyunmen elder said angrily.

He saw the disciple's body on the ground, and knew what happened without asking.

When the group of disciples saw the elder approaching, light suddenly appeared on their desperate faces.

"Elder, this Zhu Jiahong is a murderer, a scum of our Qingyun sect, please kill him quickly." The disciples said in unison.

"Don't worry, disciples, this elder will definitely kill this evil beast with his own hands." The elder vowed.

Zhu Jiahong sneered: "It's ridiculous to say that I'm a scum. When I was being bullied, when will an elder come forward to uphold justice for me?"

The elder said convincingly: "This elder admits that you were indeed treated unfairly in the sect before, but at least you are still alive and did not take his life.

But you!

Taking advantage of the turmoil of the sect, mutilating fellow sects and killing innocent people indiscriminately, such an inhumane practice is different from demon cultivators. "

Zhu Jiahong said in a deep voice: "Elder, you don't need to tell me that you are from the same sect, I have already said that I am no longer a disciple of Qing Yun sect.

Besides, this world is where the weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest.

What's more, elder, dare you say that you have never killed anyone, and there are no innocent dead souls in your hands. "

This elder seems to have been hit by Zhu Jiahong.

Immediately became angry from embarrassment.

"It's useless to talk too much, just die!"

The elder raised his long sword and stabbed at Zhu Jiahong.

Zhu Jiahong is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

He could tell at a glance that the elder's cultivation was at best a true immortal.

With my current strength, I have the power to fight.

As a result, Zhu Jiahong activated the blood of the Immortal Emperor in his body, and the Dapan Vulcan body was about to come out.

in an instant,

Flames erupted from his body, and fire dragons hovered around him with their teeth and claws open, with an incomparably horrifying aura.

Seeing this scene, the elder stopped immediately, his eyes full of surprise.

The group of disciples behind them all stared wide-eyed, deeply shocked.

"What the **** is going on with this Zhu Jiahong, why did he become so powerful all of a sudden.

And his aura, why does he have the urge to worship me. "Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the elder's forehead at some point.

Because Zhu Jiahong has the blood of the Immortal Emperor, once activated, his blood will suppress those who are lower than his blood.

Although bloodline suppression will not cause harm to the opponent, it is equivalent to giving the opponent a weakness, and the opponent cannot use his true strength.

After the bloodline is activated, Zhu Jiahong is undoubtedly very strong and confident.

He took a step forward and laughed loudly: "Elder, you must be afraid!"

The elder strategically swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then replied: "This elder is not afraid of you, so die!"

After the words fell, the elder raised his sword again and killed him.

Zhu Jiahong rushed over head-on.

In the blink of an eye~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhu Jiahong's iron fist collided with the elder's long sword, creating a lot of sparks.

"What a powerful body, what kind of opportunity did this kid get." The elder was horrified in his heart. His long sword was not low in grade, but it couldn't cut through Zhu Jiahong's skin.

Although the Dapan Vulcan body is the ceiling of the fire-type spirit body, it is not weak in terms of defense.

In a blink of an eye,

They fought against each other for hundreds of rounds, from the sky to the ground, the fight was inextricable.

Zhu Jiahong's actual combat experience is not bad at all, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

Under such a fierce battle, the elder gradually couldn't bear it anymore.

"It seems that I can't deal with him alone." The elder thought to himself.

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