Chapter 815: The Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire Instantly Destroys the Enemy

White Taoist robe, high crown, black hair, extremely young face!

At one glance, the hook-nosed man's pupils shrank.

He said coldly: "Could it be that you are the Taoist who stopped Lei Yu back then?"

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, "I didn't expect that I still have some reputation among you!"

As he spoke, the fiery mana fluctuations began to unfold one after another.

Surging and full of arrogance and domineering!

Senluo Fire Prison, unfolded instantly.

In an instant, all the other attributes of the surrounding world spiritual energy were pushed away, leaving only the fire attribute world spiritual energy.

The face of the Divine Fire Master, who was originally very close, changed drastically.

His domain also controlled the fire attribute world spiritual energy, but in a short period of time, he actually lost the control of the free spiritual energy.

After looking at Luo Chen with fear, the Divine Fire Master immediately left this area.

And the Demon King who was fighting against the Divine Fire also felt quite uncomfortable, and tacitly changed the battlefield with the Divine Fire Master.

Even the bystanders felt this way, and the hook-nosed demon king who faced Luo Chen directly felt it even more deeply.

He clearly felt that his Nascent Soul Realm was suppressed by a more powerful force, and it was extremely difficult to even stretch it out.

In this way, there was no time and place to speak of.

"This man is more difficult than I imagined!"

With a thought, he no longer hesitated and soared into the sky.

"If you have the guts, go to the sky and fight!"

Luo Chen smiled slightly and chased after him without hesitation.

Not only that, he made a seal with each hand, and as he continued to move forward, the Qingyang Great Handprint reappeared in the world.

The constantly accumulated spiritual energy made the range of this majestic handprint continue to expand.

Rumble...

From a distance, it looked like someone stretched out a huge palm, trying to hold the sky.

The hook-nosed demon king naturally did not dare to sit and wait for death. When he reached a height of ten thousand feet, he suddenly turned around.

He stepped on a flying shuttle and flashed over.

Swish!

The flying shuttle and the green palm crossed each other.

The mighty magic power suddenly dissipated.

Even though there were layers of halos in the sky, this move was broken after all.

After crossing each other, Luo Chen turned around and showed an interested look.

"Interesting magic weapon, special attack method."

"Daoyou, leave your name!"

The man slowly floated up and faced Luo Chen head-on, and the shuttle danced intimately beside him like a swimming fish.

"Under the command of the Seven Rhinoceros Commander, it is Frost Eagle!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already taken the lead.

In just a short fight, he found that Luo Chen's magic power was beyond imagination.

Whether it was the domain he displayed or the spell he cast casually, it was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary Yuanying early cultivators.

At least it was at the same level as those Yuanying fifth and sixth level demon kings he saw in the demon army.

Such an existence, if you don't take the initiative in the battle, it's no different from waiting for death!

As soon as he raised his hand, the shuttle suddenly disappeared beside him.

When it reappeared, it was already three meters away from Luo Chen.

Whoosh!

The shuttle passed through, and not only that, a huge light blue eagle claw grabbed from the void.

Seeing this, Luo Chen was not in a hurry and took a light step.

At the critical moment, he avoided the attack of two means.

"Huh? What kind of magic is this?" Frost Eagle Demon King saw that his two means, one light and one dark, had failed, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

But he would not stop his actions.

The shuttle once again escaped into the void and hid in the dark.

And as his hands grabbed in the air, one after another huge blue eagle claws appeared in the sky, grabbing Luo Chen from all unexpected angles.

The light and dark conversion made it even more difficult to defend!

After all, the shuttle could even break Luo Chen's Qingyang Great Handprint. If one accidentally hit him, ordinary Yuanying would not be able to withstand it.

But what was annoying was that no matter how many eagle claws he swung, the human Yuanying who called himself Danzong could always dodge in a fraction of a second.

The steps were so beautiful and the evasions were so cunning that his eyes could no longer keep up. Only by releasing all his spiritual sense could he see a glimpse of the opponent's flaws.

Whoosh!

The shuttle reappeared between the dense claw shadows!

This time, he couldn't escape!

Luo Chen stopped suddenly, with a helpless look on his face.

The perfect Moon Step could not completely escape the spiritual sense lock of the Yuanying Demon King, especially this flying shuttle magic weapon, which was faster than ordinary flying swords.

The right hand flashed red, and the fingers stretched out, suddenly pointing to the back of the head.

A light flick.

Ding!

The flying shuttle was hit hard and stumbled back.

Frost Eagle in the distance turned pale and groaned.

He looked unbelievable.

What kind of move is this, using the finger of the flesh to forcibly flick down his real weapon-level shuttle?

"No, whether it is the previous teleportation technique or the current finger-tapped shuttle, it is not a spell, but pure flesh power!"

"This person not only has tremendous magic power, but also has an unimaginable terrifying physique!"

"I am no match for him!"

Thinking of this, there was no fear on his face, but a ruthless intention.

He closed his hands and then suddenly separated them!

Like a pair of wings spread out, the surging demonic energy filled all directions.

The cold wind was biting and the smoke was filled.

A blue eagle nearly two hundred feet long showed its majestic and heroic posture in the sky.

I saw its wings flapping violently, and a puff of frost attacked Luo Chen with the strong wind.

In the blink of an eye, the entire sky seemed to be covered by wind and frost.

Even Luo Chen's Senluo Fire Prison was temporarily suppressed and could not affect the enemy.

Taking this opportunity, the blue eagle fluttered its wings and pounced towards Luo Chen.

Just as it was about to enter the storm formed by wind and frost, the eagle took advantage of the situation and flew towards the east without hesitation.

He actually chose to escape after going all out!

Before leaving, he looked back and took a deep look at the direction wrapped in wind and frost, as if he wanted to remember Luo Chen in his mind.

It was this look that made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Qinglan Fengshuang, who had practiced hard for hundreds of years, had absolute confidence that this move was enough to threaten any mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

But at this moment, in the center of the storm, a man in a white robe walked out step by step against the snowy wind and frost.

Strolling leisurely in the garden, so calm!

"Fellow Daoist Frost Eagle, fleeing without a fight is a bit disrespectful to our sect!"

The Dan Sect laughed lightly, and his tightly clenched right hand slowly opened like a lotus.

At the same time, Frost Eagle felt his heart twitch violently.

Looking down, a flame that looked like the color of white bones was rising coldly from his body.

When did he get hit by this trick?

He had no time to think, and could only watch the originally gorgeous and soft blue feathers lose their vitality and luster in the blink of an eye, becoming dead silent.

Not only that, the vigorous and powerful wings also became heavy, as if they had no strength.

And the white flame was constantly penetrating into the flesh and blood in the body, and even the meridians and acupoints derived from the transformation, and the purple palace barrier.

Once it penetrates thoroughly, the consequences...

Instantly, Frost Eagle's soul was flying.

"Get out of here!"

The Yuanying in his body glared, and spit out a large amount of magic power, which turned into Yuanying True Fire, trying to expel the strange white flame that had been contaminated on his body at some point.

However, once the Yuanying True Fire was contaminated by the white flame, it intensified the burning of the fire.

The unbearable pain made the Frost Eagle lose its speed.

The huge body could not stop falling.

When it was in the air, a green light ball emerged from the flying eagle's body.

It looked at Luo Chen with resentment and pounced towards a certain place in the void.

Whoosh!

The shuttle reappeared, covered it, and then with a tremor, it sank into the void again.

Luo Chen stood still in place, and nodded when he saw this scene.

"After being hit by my withered and flourishing divine fire, the Yuanying left the body immediately, and acted like a gecko cutting off its tail. It was extraordinary and decisive!"

"It's a pity that it's too late!"

He didn't see any big movements, just the index and middle fingers were parallel, pointing to a certain void in the distance.

Then the middle finger was slightly bent.

Accompanied by a light shout.

"Collect!"

Buzz...

The next moment, a huge mouth appeared in the void!

Looking carefully, it was not a huge mouth, but a big tripod!

The big tripod was gray and inconspicuous, but the patterns on it were intricate, and the birds, beasts, insects, fish, mountains, rivers and seas were lifelike, as if they were born that way.

And the shuttle, at this moment, was like a fish caught in a net, rushing left and right in the mouth of the tripod in a panic, trying to escape.

But how can a fish jump out of the boundless sea?

"Don't struggle!"

Luo Chen smiled slightly, and saw a black arc suddenly blooming in the Hunyuan Tripod.

Crack!

Crack!

Swish!

There were sharp screams coming continuously.

Indistinctly, the sound of begging for mercy could be heard.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"

"I am willing to surrender and be your mount."

"You are so hard-hearted, you will not die well..."

The screams gradually became weaker.

When the black arc flashed, a wisp of green smoke flew up slowly.

Only the shuttle was left, floating alone in the Hunyuan Ding, at a loss.

Boom!

A giant flying eagle's body suddenly fell on the ground.

Dozens of monsters were unable to dodge and were directly crushed into meat patties.

The nearby creatures, regardless of human or monster, stopped at the same time and looked at this scene in horror.

That body was full of vitality, but without any will, it was clearly a soulless corpse.

Some cultivators looked dazed and murmured: "A demon king has fallen!"

The fall of the demon king's body seemed like a signal.

Countless low-level monsters retreated like a tide in panic.

And all the cultivators stood there, looking up at the sky.

A figure, in a white robe and a high crown, slowly descended.

The huge fluctuation of mana suppressed the bloody flames on the ground and kept receding.

His body was spotless, and even the bound black hair was not disordered at all.

His figure stopped above the body of the Frost Eagle Demon King, silent, as if observing something.

A clear swallowing sound was heard around him.

Then, it was weak: "Master Danzong."

Danzong is already a respectful title, and the word "master" adds more fear!

Luo Chen glanced at the man and nodded slightly.

The next moment, there was a sound of mountains and seas cheering.

"Master Danzong, defeat the enemy and destroy the monster!"

"The beast tide has retreated, a great victory!"

Amidst the cheers, a beautiful figure flew down from the top of the city and came to Luo Chen.

She couldn't help but look down at the charred corpse on the ground that looked like a small mountain, and her nostrils were full of the smell of meat.

Gulp!

"Fellow Daoist Luo, did you kill him?"

"Yes."

The second palace master of Fenghua Palace opened her red lips slightly, with a look of disbelief.

How long has it been since the battle between a man and a demon in the sky!

At most, it must have taken less than a cup of tea!

A demon king of a generation died so easily?

That was a demon king at the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm!

Moreover, judging from his true form, he was a flying bird like an eagle, and was best at speed.

Such beings could run away if they couldn't win, so why did they even lose their true form?

But the facts were right in front of her, and she couldn't help but believe it.

The Second Palace Master asked with a fluke: "Did this demon's Nascent Soul escape?"

"It's a pity that this demon was unlucky and met Luo."

Luo Chen was playing with a weaving shuttle in his hand, and his tone was flat, as if he had done something insignificant.

"The soul is destroyed, and it is difficult to enter the reincarnation."

The Second Palace Master stared at the shuttle and fell into silence.

A man and a woman stood quietly in the center of the battlefield.

The low-level cultivators nearby began to clean up the battlefield, but they still couldn't help but cast their eyes on them.

About two or three minutes passed.

Luo Chen suddenly said, "They are back!"

As if they had made an appointment.

Three figures flew back from different directions at the same time.

The golden light arrived first.

As soon as Jin Ling Zhenren landed, his eyes moved from Qing Ying's body to Luo Chen.

Even though he was dozens of miles away, he could still not believe it.

Then, the red light blazed, and Shen Huo Zhenren returned.

He looked a little embarrassed, and his breath was a little unstable, but he was generally fine.

But after the yellow light that landed last dispersed its magic power, the old ghost Mo Tian couldn't suppress it and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

On his chest, there was a black palm print, and even the protective robe was pierced.

"Daoist Mo Tian, ​​it seems that you are in a bad situation! Luo knows a little about medicine and stone, and he has some healing elixirs. Do you need my help?"

Luo Chen laughed loudly, and his voice was so loud that it could be heard clearly for miles around.

Intentional!

The old man Motian looked pale, staring at Luo Chen fiercely.

But that vicious look, in the eyes of several Yuanying Zhenren, was a bit of weakness that could not be concealed.

"No need!"

Without much conversation, the old man Motian went straight into Lingtian Pass.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, as if he didn't care about the other party's rude behavior at all.

His eyes turned and fell on Jin Ling and Shen Huo.

With just one glance, Zhenren Shen Huo couldn't help but have a fluctuation of mana.

"What are you going to do..."

Jin Ling raised his hand and interrupted his junior brother's words.

He looked at Luo Chen coldly, with a bit of fear in his eyes.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, you killed a strong enemy in the battle!"

After saying that, he took Zhenren Shen Huo away from the devastated battlefield.

Only the second palace master was left to accompany Luo Chen.

The atmosphere seemed a bit stiff.

The Second Palace Master showed an indignant look, "If it weren't for you, Daoist Brother Luo, who quickly solved this monster and frightened the other three Demon Kings, how could they escape so quickly. It's fine if they are not grateful, but they are so disgruntled."

Yes!

In a battle at the Nascent Soul level, unless there is an absolute gap in realm, it will take a long time at least.

For someone like Motian who has lost the real weapon Motian Cliff and whose own realm is not enough, if time goes on, let alone escaping, it is unknown whether he can come back alive.

Luo Chen didn't mind comforting him a few words.

In his opinion, disgruntled?

Haha, it's just a cowardly appearance!

The Second Palace Master said a few more words on behalf of Luo Chen, and then pointed at the big guy on the ground and asked, "Daoist Brother Luo, what are you going to do with this Demon King's body?"

Luo Chen lowered his head and fell on the charred body of the Frost Eagle, licking his lips.

This trophy is not small!

It looks pitch black and has been burned to charcoal, but in fact there is no damage inside.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the Frost Eagle Demon King immediately separated his Nascent Soul from his body, so Luo Chen naturally did not continue to burn his body.

The body of a demon beast at the level of a demon king is full of treasures!

Not to mention the shuttle, Luo Chen made a fortune just from this body.

And most importantly, after this battle, Luo Chen experimented with the strength of the fifth-level withering and flourishing divine fire!

"Maybe I was too cautious before?"

Thinking of this in his heart, Luo Chen said lightly: "Let someone carry it back to the city, leaving some blood and flesh materials, and whoever is interested can go to Luotian Treasure Pavilion to buy the rest."

The Second Palace Master nodded and immediately ordered people to deal with the body of the demon king.

In fact, she didn't even need to call anyone.

The Luotian Sect monks who had been waiting for a long time, after greeting Luo Chen with admiration, couldn't wait to carry the huge Frost Eagle body and walked into Lingtian Pass.

Wherever they passed, there was an uproar!

Apart from the eight demon kings who attacked Lingtian Pass and left several corpses, this was the first demon king-level existence to fall in front of the battle since the battle at Lingtian Pass began.

And the one who killed him was the famous Luotian Supreme, Danzong Luo Chen!

For a moment, even though the battles in other districts had not stopped, the discussion about Luo Chen in the city overwhelmed everything else!