Five Hundred and Ninety, the Weak Eat the Strong, the Fittest Survive

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

He can still accept this result.

He also expected that he would not be able to control the arms of the Xiaotian Demon Emperor unless he agreed to his conditions.

But this is too risky.

After all, he is a person of the devil. If the outside world knows about his relationship with Xiaotian Devil Emperor, then there will be no place for him in the fairyland from now on.

Returning to the outside world, the battle is coming to an end.

Huo Youfeng and Wang Shanheng manifested the Dharma together in order to destroy the Star-Eating Beast.

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

Wang Shanheng's appearance is not much different from his own, while Huo Youfeng's appearance is a bird that looks like a fire phoenix.

Both of their Dharma forms are very huge, four or five times larger than the Star Eater Beast.

In the state where the Dharma is manifested, not only the mana consumption is huge, but also the mental consumption is huge, and it cannot last for long.

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

Facing the encirclement and attack by the two Immortal Kings, he persisted for a long time.

But it’s almost over.

Seeing that he had nothing to do now, Qin Chuan returned to Qingyun Gate to find Zhu Jiahong.

Inside Qingyun Gate.

A sign of dilapidation.

Looking around, there are nothing but ruins.

On the ruins, various broken limbs and human organs were scattered.

Some corner.

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

A Qingyun Sect disciple was covered in blood and knelt in front of Zhu Jiahong, kowtowing and begging.

Zhu Jiahong looked indifferent.

"late!"

A ball of black flame spurted out from his hand and instantly burned the Qingyun Sect disciple to death.

In a not far corner, a group of Qingyun Sect disciples stood against the ruins and witnessed the process.

They didn't dare to say a word, and I was shaking in the corner.

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

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

Today Qing Ya died, but you were laughing on the stage. Zhu Jiahong said coldly with no expression on his face.

"Senior Brother Zhu, I was the one who looked down on others back then. Your Excellency didn't remember the faults of others. From now on, I will only obey you and be willing to work for Senior Brother Zhu." This disciple also kept kowtowing and pleading.

Zhu Jiahong ignored it.

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

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

The disciple groaned in pain and still begged for his life.

Zhu Jiahong snorted and kicked him out.

"This is what you get for laughing on stage."

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

The group of Qingyun Sect disciples nestled in the corner dared not speak out in anger, but if this continued, the only fate waiting for them would be death.

Several disciples stood up and shouted: "Brothers and sisters, we can't sit still and wait for death.

Instead of waiting to die, it's better to fight.

Zhu Jiahong is just one person. Although his cultivation is higher than ours, as long as we join hands, we can still arm-wrestle with him. "

Many people were shaken.

Gradually, people stood up one after another.

Zhu Jiahong smiled faintly: "It's just you, it's really ridiculous."

He cast a ball of black flame and shot it towards the group of Qingyun Sect disciples.

This group of people knew how powerful the flames were, and they all used magic weapons to resist it.

But they miscalculated after all.

They still underestimated Zhu Jiahong's flame.

Their magic weapons vaporized the moment they touched the black flames, leaving no trace behind.

Everyone was surprised.

His fighting spirit was very high, but he suddenly became weak.

In the blink of an eye, black flames came to them.

In their eyes, this flame is like the scythe of death, and only death awaits them.

At this moment, a roar came from the horizon.

An elder of the Qingyun Sect came through the air and broke through the black flames with a sword.

"Bold Zhu Jiahong, he actually took advantage of the chaos in the sect to kill his fellow sect members. He is worse than a beast. Today I will clean up the sect on behalf of the sect leader."

The Qingyun Sect elder said angrily.

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

When the disciples saw the elder approaching, their despairing faces suddenly brightened.

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

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

Zhu Jiahong smiled coldly: "It's ridiculous to say that I am a scum. When I was bullied, when did an elder come forward to uphold justice for me?"

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

But what about you!

Taking advantage of the chaos in the sect to harm fellow sect members and kill innocent people indiscriminately, what is the difference between this inhumane practice and a demon cultivator? "

Zhu Jiahong said in a deep voice: "Elder, there is no need to tell me about being a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. I already told you that I am no longer a disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

Besides, this world is about the survival of the fittest.

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

This elder seemed to be right by Zhu Jiahong.

Suddenly he became angry.

"It's no use talking more, just suffer death!"

The elder raised his sword and stabbed Zhu Jiahong.

Zhu Jiahong is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. He has been forbearing. In addition, now that he has the inheritance from his ancestors, he has not flinched at all.

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

With his current strength, he is capable of fighting.

As a result, Zhu Jiahong activated the Immortal Emperor's bloodline in his body, and the Great Vulcan Body was ready to emerge.

In an instant,

Raging flames burst out of his body, and fire dragons circled around him with their teeth and claws bared, their aura extremely terrifying.

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

The group of disciples behind him all widened their eyes and were shocked in their hearts.

“What is going on with Zhu Jiahong and why he suddenly became so powerful.

And why does his aura make me have the urge to worship him? "I don't know when large beads of sweat appeared on the elder's forehead.

Because Zhu Jiahong possesses the bloodline of the Immortal Emperor, once activated, his bloodline will suppress those with lower bloodline than him.

Although bloodline suppression will not cause harm to the opponent, it is equivalent to making the opponent weak and testing the opponent's true strength.

After his bloodline was activated, Zhu Jiahong undoubtedly became very powerful and confident.

He took a step forward and laughed loudly: "Elder, are you afraid?"

The elder swallowed strategically, and then replied: "How can I be afraid of you, just suffer death!"

After saying that, the elder raised his sword again and came over to kill.

Zhu Jiahong rushed over.

in a blink,

Zhu Jiahong's iron fist collided with the elder's long sword, creating a lot of sparks.

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

Although the Dapan Vulcan Body is the ceiling among fire spirit bodies, it is not weak in terms of defense.

In a blink of an eye,

The two fought against each other for hundreds of rounds, from the sky to the ground, fighting inextricably.

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

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

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

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