Chapter Four Hundred and Sixteen: Fleeing
"If I can survive this, I will dig out my own eyes."
"Hehe, you will take the opportunity to say it, but this kid really has no chance to survive. It seems that you don't need to dig your eyes."
"This kid is really crazy. I really thought he could get by with a little cleverness. If we could get by, we would have gone a long time ago. It's his turn."
"This is the end of being smart. There is no dead body. It can be regarded as a very realistic lesson."
Looking at the bright sky that was exploding like fireworks in the sky, everyone sighed.
When all the energy dissipated and the blurry sky became peaceful again, under the blood cloud.
Three white figures flickered in the air, and each quickly flew towards a middle-grade secret treasure.
The three of them were dressed in white robes, with fair skin, handsome features, and delicate features. Wearing a blue cloth strip on his head and a long knife on his waist, whoever it is if it's not Xiao Chen.
"Damn it, how is it possible, not only did he not die, but he became three people."
The people below were exclaiming incessantly, opened their mouths wide, exclaimed incessantly, their eyeballs were about to fall off, completely unable to figure out what was going on.
Even a master of the Martial Emperor level can't withstand the attack, how could he, a small low-rank Martial King, get it without a hair being injured.
This is too unreasonable, completely beyond everyone's imagination.
The martial artist who said he wanted to goug his own eyes had inexplicable horror on his face, and said in a low voice, how is it possible, how is it possible.
"The art of clone and shadow transformation, chase after him! Don't let him take away the secret treasure."
Seeing that the white figure was about to get the middle-grade secret treasure, Ge Lao was frightened and furious. With a gust of wind, his figure soared into the sky.
Xiao Chen, the three in the air, tightly held the middle-grade secret treasure in his hands, and with a slight smile, he transformed the traveling dragon nine times, and suddenly the three figures turned into twenty-seven figures.
Turn the turnip into gas!
The long knife danced, the purple light shone, and the endless purple knife energy was continuous and irregular in the air, scattered in a large area, pouring out like a storm.
Those flying secret treasures in the air were hit by the saber energy, and immediately fell to the ground like raindrops, clattering.
"Secret treasure!"
The secret treasure is currently,
All the warriors immediately came to their senses and started looting, and the scene suddenly became extremely chaotic.
Xiao Chen, who was transformed into a woodcarving, smiled in satisfaction, and all twenty-seven figures suddenly laughed.
bang bang!
With a sweep of his palm, Ge Lao smashed the seven clones into pieces, and the remaining twenty-seven clones quickly slipped into the crowd on the ground.
Under the cover of the avatars, the three Xiao Chen who possessed middle-grade secret treasures found three out-of-the-way rock gaps, turned into a wood carving, and hid in the stone gaps with the secret treasures.
The palm-sized secret treasure and the thumb-sized wooden carving are hidden in the crevices of small stones. Given the current level of chaos, no one will notice it at all.
The spiritual wood was classified as a wood carving, and those clones that Xiao Chen fled around suddenly lost their energy support and disappeared into the sumeru.
"Damn it, it's a clone. Where did this kid go?" Several warriors who were attracted by Xiao Chen's clone said cursingly.
In the crowd of hundreds of people, there were screams from time to time, each competing for the secret treasure that fell from the sky.
Even the calm top-rank top martial king couldn't stand it anymore, Xiao Chen completely disrupted the scene at the moment.
They couldn't find Xiao Chen himself. If they didn't go down and grab it, not only would they not be able to get the middle-rank secret treasures, but even the low-rank secret treasures would be taken away.
"Old Ge, what do you think?" The seven half-step Martial Emperors were still standing in the air, their eyes scanning all directions carefully.
Elder Ge's face was gloomy, and he said a little irritably: "The three secret treasures are what Elder Qin must take down. If we can't keep the secret treasures, we probably won't be able to get any magic cores. What do you think we should do?"
Qin Lao kept them from doing anything, and recharged their batteries, just for the current situation.
What was originally a simple matter was completely messed up at this moment. After thinking about it, several people felt that there was no hope of getting the magic core, and they couldn't help feeling depressed.
"Don't make such an expression, chase after him separately, there is still a chance. I don't believe this kid, how fast a low-rank Martial King can run."
Ge Lao snorted coldly, and chased towards the south, the speed was like lightning, and he flew far away in an instant, and the other people cheered up and flew out to investigate with all their strength.
Naturally, these people couldn't catch up with Xiao Chen, the position was wrong, no matter how fast it was, it was of no use, the faster they flew, the more outrageous the mistakes.
Even if Xiao Chen's location is really found, it's just three pieces of wood.
Where is the real Xiao Chen?
Among the endless blood clouds in the sky, where even the air was frozen, Xiao Chen's real body was quietly hidden in the erratic blood clouds.
In the blood cloud, there are all kinds of extremely terrifying negative artistic conceptions. Xiao Chen used his spiritual consciousness to form a tight protective shield around him to prevent the impact of these artistic concepts.
The blood cloud is formed by the corpse aura, evil spirit, resentment of the dead, demonic aura of demons, and killing aura in the demon space.
It takes extremely strong mental power to hide in the middle, otherwise, even a half-step Martial Emperor, no one would dare to hide the body in the blood cloud.
Below him was the core of the previous battlefield. The corpse of the Gorefiend lay quietly on the spot, and the crimson magic core exuded a sticky red light.
Old Qin's wrinkled face looked very tired, and he walked with difficulty in the red light. The distance of 100 meters seemed to be a section of heaven full of ups and downs, and he barely walked halfway.
Behind the red light, ten half-step Martial Emperor-level masters formed a circle to guard everywhere.
For them, the secret treasure can be lost as a last resort, but the magic core of this top-ranking blood demon must absolutely not be lost, and there must be no mistakes.
That is their hope to advance to the Martial Emperor. In the future, they still want to encounter top-ranking blood demons in the inner circle of the demon space. I am afraid that this possibility will not be possible.
Xiao Chen raised his head and glanced at the chaotic scene a thousand meters behind these people. Six half-step Martial Emperors in mid-air were scattered in all directions trying to chase Xiao Chen's avatars.
There was a faint smile on his face, looking at the crimson magic core glowing red underneath, Xiao Chen took a deep breath, his eyes slowly became firm.
He knew what Te was going to do next, which was to snatch away the most distressed things from the dozen or so half-step martial emperors.
Any half-step martial emperor can easily kill him, even if he suffers a lot of injuries and consumes most of his vitality, he can still easily kill him.
Just like himself, even if he was seriously injured, he could easily crush a low-rank Martial King to death. This is a qualitative gap. At this moment, his position has just been reversed, and he has become the one who can be crushed to death.
But at this moment, it is a rare opportunity. The dozen or so half-step martial emperors all have a lot of consumption and scars, big and small.
After preparing for such a long time, and encountering such a good opportunity, if you don't put in the effort, you will definitely regret it in the future!
Obedience has never been Xiao Chen's character, and he has to do it without hesitation, as long as there is a 50% chance or more.
The figures of the six half-step Martial Sovereigns who didn't consume much had completely disappeared from Xiao Chen's vision.
The time has come, let's do it!
Xiao Chen sighed softly in his heart, and continuously raised his own weight, dissipating the vitality that held him in the air.
Like a mountain peak, driven by gravity, it fell hard towards the ground.
chi chi!
The speed of the landing in an instant accelerated to the extreme, exceeding the peak value of four times the speed of sound that could be achieved in the Martial King Realm.
The dozen or so Martial Emperors who were waiting by the side saw Xiao Chen who was falling like a meteor, their expressions changed drastically, and they were about to make a move.
Elder Qin, who had already walked more than half the distance in the red light, relaxed his expression instead, and said with a smirk: "Never mind, let him come down, this evil spirit can kill him in one wave, he doesn't know what to do, just help me share some pressure."
Several Martial Emperors heard the words, and imagined in their hearts that it would not be easy to persevere with Qin Lao's cultivation base.
This kid fell at such a fast speed, and under the impact of the evil spirit, I am afraid that he will become stronger. It is just enough to attract most of the evil spirit, allowing Old Qin to easily walk the most difficult distance.
Xiao Chen, who fell like a meteor, hit the red light, and the fierce evil spirit immediately turned into countless evil spirits, rushing towards Xiao Chen like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The spiritual power in the sea of consciousness flowed continuously, Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly turned golden, and there was a god in each of the golden pupils, standing quietly in the deepest part of the pupils.
Puff!
Xiao Chen kicked his eyes, and the two gods shot at the same time. The flood, the evil spirits like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, were all purified and disappeared without a trace.
boom!
Under the action of universal gravitation, Xiao Chen fell to the ground with a bang, causing the ground to tremble.
Qin Lao suddenly felt the pressure lighten, and looked at Xiao Chen who fell beside the magic core, with a mocking smile on his face, "Overreaching, the impact of mental power is more terrifying than the attack of vitality, even a martial king dare Come join in the fun."
"Go away!" Old Qin shouted angrily, just as he was about to kick Xiao Chen away.
However, he found that just as his back stretched halfway, Xiao Chen rolled on the ground. When Xiao Chen stood up again, the crimson magic core on the ground had disappeared.
"This kid, what's going on, under the impact of such a terrifying evil spirit. Not to mention that the soul was destroyed on the spot, at least he will have to be in a severe coma for a year and a half."
The ten or so half-step Martial Emperors guarding the side were stunned, their brains seemed to be a little short-circuited, and even Elder Qin had to struggle to support the evil spirit, this boy in white robe was useless for nothing.
Xiao Chen smiled lightly, taking advantage of the moment when these people were stunned, his figure flashed.
With a sweep of the Qiankun ring, the corpses of the three half-step Martial Emperor masters next to him were included in the Qiankun ring, and then the blood flame boots under their feet were operated.
At three and a half times the speed of sound, he rushed towards the crowd fighting for the secret treasure ahead.
Falling from the air to pick up the magic core, pick up the corpses of the three half-step Martial Emperors, this series of actions happened between lightning and flint.
Xiao Chen didn't have any hesitation in doing it, as if he had simulated it many times in his mind, and everything seemed to be done easily and naturally.
"Don't be in a daze, hurry up and chase! This kid has snatched away the magic core!" Elder Qin roared loudly.