Chapter 3769 Bloody Battle

As for whether Chen Lao will hide his secrets, there is no need to worry. Since he has made an oath with the heart of martial arts, if he wants to deceive, he must pay the price. Bit missed.

It can be said that as long as they can obtain this first-hand information, then the three of them will definitely be able to take the lead in the upcoming battle of the Great Dao, and they will have a better chance to win the Great Emperor.

Thinking of this, whether it was the middle-aged woman or another man, they couldn't help but stare at the stone demon with fiery eyes, as if the one in front of him was not the demon clan that everyone hated, but a plate of delicious fairy delicacy.

At this moment, the old man Chen, who was exploring the secrets in the sea of ​​​​stone demons, suddenly changed his face, and his breath burst out suddenly. The middle-aged woman and the man who were concentrating on suppressing the stone demon were caught off guard and were blown away. body shape.

"What!" The man was furious, thinking that Chen Lao had found out some incredible information and was unwilling to share it with them, so he attacked them in a violent outburst.

If this is the case, it can only show that Chen Lao is short-sighted.

But at a glance, I found that the situation was not what I thought, Chen Lao's state...

"Chen Lao seems... something is not right." The middle-aged woman also found the situation, staring ahead and said.

At this moment, under Chen Lao's eyes, two streaks of bright red blood flowed out. Not only that, but his face was also flushed, and the violent spiritual thoughts swept out like a tide, as if he had gone crazy.

"Blood...Blood!" Chen Lao gritted his teeth and roared, his body staggered back, and he couldn't stop driving, and then he fell to the sky, blood spurting wildly in his mouth, and his breath quickly weakened.

"What?" The middle-aged woman's face turned pale, and instinctively checked the surrounding situation. What the word "Xue Li" means, the pseudo-emperor of the star realm is naturally clear, that is the demon saint of the demon domain, and is equivalent to the great emperor.

It's just... Can the Demon Sage enter the Xuantian Temple?

"Soul restriction!" On the contrary, the man was quick-thinking, suddenly thought of the key point, and exclaimed: "This stone demon's sea of ​​consciousness has a soul restriction, we have been tricked."

When the middle-aged woman heard the words, she realized that it was not Xue Li who entered the Xuantian Temple, but what restriction he left in this sea of ​​stone demon consciousness, which caused Chen Lao to be a bad hand at this moment.

"Save...Save me!" Old Chen's seven orifices kept overflowing with blood, and he cried out for help. Even the two false emperors next to him could clearly perceive what power his spiritual sense was fighting against.

And that power, needless to say, must have come from Demon Saint Blood Li!

The middle-aged woman and the man looked at each other, and they both saw the struggle in each other's eyes. The demon saints are too famous to let them fight with them. They really don't have the courage and confidence to save Chen Lao. On the contrary, it is not worthwhile to sink yourself into it.

But watching Old Chen look so indifferent and unbearable, and... Xue Li should just plant a soul to be restrained in the sea of ​​​​knowledge of the stone demon, and the power that can be exerted should be limited.

Just after a little hesitation, the two of them swayed together, came to Chen Lao's side, and each pointed a finger on Chen Lao's forehead left and right.

Spiritual thoughts were surging, and the two of them couldn't care much at the moment. Spiritual bodies rushed into Old Chen's sea of ​​consciousness. Immediately after, the expressions of the middle-aged woman and man changed.

After half an hour, the middle-aged woman and the man suddenly opened their eyes, each gasping for breath, and a pale expression appeared on their faces.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"Never mind!" The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth, but who knew that Xue Li would leave a distraction in the mind of a half-sage? Even if he is a demon saint, this approach is not without burden to him.

But just a distraction caused the three fake emperors to fall into a hard fight. The power that the other party can exert may not be stronger than any of them, but the use of power is not as good as the three of them. What's more, the battlefield is Chen Lao's sea of ​​knowledge, whether it is the middle-aged woman or the man, is a little restrained, but the bloody distraction can be unscrupulous and let go.

Although this hard battle killed Xue Li's distraction, the price paid was not small.

The man glanced at Chen Lao, and there was a sad look on his face: "Chen Lao he..."

The middle-aged woman also had a gloomy expression: "Although there is no fear of life, but..." Having said this, she sighed heavily.

"Find a place to settle down first." The man suggested.

"That's all."

After a while, in a hole in the ground, the middle-aged woman headed in and made sure that there was no danger inside, then her spiritual thoughts surged and sent a message. After a while, the man entered the room with the unconscious old Chen and placed him there. In a clean place, go back and set up outside the cave.

Chen Lao was in a coma this time, and he was in a coma for three days, and didn't wake up until three days later.

As a pseudo-emperor, even though he is in a coma, he knows what his own situation is. When she opened her eyes, the two companions beside her immediately came to her attention, and the middle-aged woman asked with concern, "Elder Chen, how do you feel?"

Chen Lao coughed lightly, sat up with strength, and said with a wry smile, "This time, it's really hard to steal chicken and lose rice."

Another man said: "Who would have thought that Xue Li would have such an arrangement... Chen Lao you..."

Chen Lao raised his hand to stop: "The old man knows the situation of the old man. I am afraid that I will not be able to participate in this battle of the Dao." His demeanor is still free and easy, but whether it is a middle-aged woman or a man, you can see it. The deep loneliness and the fleeting unwillingness in Old Chen's eyes appeared.

Who can be reconciled, the battle of the Great Dao, a grand event that can only be encountered once in tens of thousands of years, and an opportunity that many pseudo-emperor powerhouses can't wait for their entire lives. Finally had the opportunity to come in, have the opportunity to reach the peak of the martial arts, but it took so long to end up like this.

In the previous battle of Divine Soul, although he needed the help of two companions to save his life, the Divine Soul was seriously injured. This kind of injury has cut off his path of martial arts, and the wound on Divine Soul may not be able to recover in this life, falling into a false emperor The realm is a matter of time.

It can be said that this Dao battle has nothing to do with him. It is also thanks to Chen Lao's own cultivation base that he has a good temperament. If someone with a slightly worse state of mind encounters such a thing, he is afraid that he will go crazy immediately.

"Time is also fate, but if you can find out such information, the sacrifice of this old man is not in vain." Chen Lao laughed at himself, and then looked at his two companions with a solemn expression: "This information must be passed on no matter what, let me know. Other colleagues, let them be vigilant, don't follow in the footsteps of this old man."

"Don't worry, if we meet others, we will tell them." The middle-aged woman nodded solemnly.

The man sighed, "It's a pity, if the Space Spirit Orb can be used..." After they came in, they immediately discovered the drawbacks that the Space Spirit Orb couldn't be used, which made it impossible to transmit such important information now.

"The two have been with the old man for a few days. Don't delay here any more. Please go out quickly. If you miss the opportunity, the old man will die. You can only trouble the two to bring the old man."

The middle-aged woman said, "If Chen Lao can be trusted, the concubine should fight to the death to protect Chen Lao's safety."

Chen Lao smiled: "How can you not believe it."

The middle-aged woman nodded, took out a world bead, and reached out to Chen Lao with her hand: "I have offended you."

Chen Lao relaxed his mind and was instantly caught in a world bead.

In the cave, the middle-aged woman and her only companion looked at each other and said, "Go out, it's more important to find someone else to meet."

The man had no objection.

Inside the Pearl of the Realm, Chen Lao's face was gloomy, and two lines of turbid tears fell down his cheeks...

It took less than ten days for the Xuantian Temple to open, and wars broke out everywhere. Whenever the pseudo-emperor and the semi-sages met, they would basically fight.

The false emperors in the star realm are still more restrained. After all, there are more half-sages, and they know nothing about the situation in Xuantian Hall. They are in a backward state in terms of intelligence. May there be more troubles. However, if they have an absolute advantage in numbers, such as Chen Lao and others, they wouldn't mind cutting off one or two and a half saints.

Compared with the false emperors, the semi-sages are much more radical, and if they have a slight advantage, they will look like they are going to kill them all.

In just ten days, there were as many as five or six false emperors and half-sages who fell in Xuantian Hall.

This number is extremely terrifying. You must know that the two worlds have been fighting for so many years. Hundreds of millions of warriors from the two families have participated in the battle, and the number of pseudo-emperor semi-saint-level powerhouses who died in battle is only a dozen or twenty.

The cruelty and bloodshed of the battle of the avenues is evident.

With the passage of time, there are constantly false emperors and semi-sages who find companions in their respective camps and walk together. No matter how big the Xuantian Temple is, it has its own limits. Everyone is in the same secret realm, and there will always be times when they meet. .

However, whether it is a fake emperor or a semi-sage, as long as he dies in this Xuantian Temple, he will instantly turn into a mummified corpse, as if he was taken away by some force.

With the demise of the strong, in the deepest part of Xuantian Hall, the hazy aura of chaos in the giant cauldron became more and more solid, and the darkness shrouded all around became much lighter.

"Huh..." In the Xiaoxuan Realm, Yang Kai let out a soft breath, the green light on his body gradually disappeared, and the wounds left by the battle with the Demon Race Semi-Saint finally recovered, not only that, after digesting the After the experience and gains and losses of the First World War, Yang Kai gradually realized his own shortcomings.

After all, it was the first semi-sage he killed alone in a prosperous state. All kinds of details were constantly replayed in his mind these days. Yang Kai was confident that if he was given another chance, he would definitely be able to use the smallest To win the half-sage at the price, he won't suffer such a serious injury. However, if you want to kill the opponent, there is always a price to pay.

Power is power! Now he is no more than the cultivation base of a high-grade demon king, if he can be promoted to a semi-sage...

Yang Kai clenched his fists tightly, and there were countless opportunities in Xuantian Hall, and he didn't know if he could be promoted to Half-Saint here.

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