Chapter 4674 Sword Devouring Monument

At this moment, I saw Qin Chen holding the Divine Phoenix Fairy in one hand, and the other hand took the Sword Devouring Monument with ease. The stick pierced his body, and he didn't even frown.

"Did you make it with tofu, why don't you have any strength?" Qin Chen turned back, glanced at the old man, and said with a smile.

The old man, who was ecstatic, was immediately frightened by Qin Chen. At this time, he realized that his withered stick didn't pierce Qin Chen's body at all. The strength of the block was blocked, and it was impossible to advance an inch.

how is this possible?

At this moment, Kusouweng finally experienced the horror that only Mo Lao could experience before.

On the other side, Mo Lao was also stunned and stunned. He tried his best to strike at the sword stele, but Qin Chen still resisted it.

This is the fame that the Dark Ancestor and the others used to use, a treasure that he can only activate by burning himself?

It would be so easily detained by the other party.

"Well, this treasure is a bit interesting."

Qin Chen held the Sword Devouring Monument in one hand and said with a chuckle.

It's just that no one can see the chill in Qin Chen's eyes, because Qin Chen felt the blood of the human race and the remnants of countless human races being suppressed from the sword-biting monument.

This sword-devouring tablet is indeed the dark treasure of a certain powerhouse in the ancient times of the dark family, and the other party used this dark treasure to kill many masters of the human race, so that hundreds of millions of years have passed, and the thoughts of the human race powerhouse are still the same. It didn't go away, it even turned into resentment.

This made Qin Chen's heart cold, and he looked at Kusouweng coldly.

At this moment, Kusouweng felt as if he was being stared at by a giant beast. From the depths of his soul, he felt endless horror.

"Damn!"

Kusou Weng was afraid in his heart, and he was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run away.

"Want to go?"

Qin Chen sneered. At this time, Qin Chen dragged the right hand of the Sword-Eating Monument and started it violently. With a hum, he grabbed Mo Lao's Sword-Eating Monument abruptly, as if he was picking up a door. The ground was drawn towards the old man who was about to flee.

With a "bang", Kusouweng was like a fly, and was slapped fiercely by the huge sword-devouring tablet. The blood stained the ground, and Kusouweng was shot into the ground.

"Sword Eater Monument, come back!"

Mo Lao screamed in anger, constantly burning himself, urging the dark aura, and wanted to recall his sword-devouring tablet.

However, the Sword Devouring Monument in Qin Chen's hand only trembled for a moment. Then, a special breath surged out of Qin Chen's body. With a bang, the connection between Mo Lao and the Sword Devouring Monument was torn apart. .

"impossible!"

Mo Lao was so frightened that his soul flew up. The Sword Devouring Monument was his life treasure. He had already refined it with blood essence and nourished it with his life. It was impossible for outsiders to take it away. The cultivation base has motivated the Sword Devouring Monument.

But now, his Sword Devouring Monument was taken away by the opponent at once. Could it be that the cultivation of the person in front of him is actually several levels more terrifying than him?

How is this possible?

"This is your trump card? I'm so disappointed."

Qin Chen glanced at Mo Lao lightly, and seemed very disappointed with Mo Lao's attack.

"Since your trump cards are all out, it's Young Master Ben's turn."

Qin Chen chuckled lightly, his expression indifferent, and he saw that he lifted the Sword Devouring Monument in his hand and slammed it towards Na Mo Lao.

boom!

Qin Chen was just a random fan, but when the Sword Devouring Monument was smashed out, the world shook, the avenues roared, and countless Dao rules rushed up on Tongtian Peak, and the breath seemed to give the entire dark ancestral land. Boom in general, too great.

At this moment, in the dark ancestral land, one after another terrifying law surged, covering Tongtian Peak. This is the self-protection ability of the dark ancestral land, and no one is allowed to destroy the environment here.

However, the power in this Sword Devouring Monument is still extremely terrifying.

As soon as the monument hit, Mo Lao felt the power of the sky and the earth cracking. The power of this sword-devouring tablet can definitely crush the earth. Compared with the sword-devouring tablet in his hands, the power of his burning life is many times stronger. .

Qin Chen slammed the sword stele and fanned it, as if hundreds of millions of dark stars were suppressed, and it could suppress the dead demon god, which scared Mo Lao so much that his soul flew up.

Mo Lao roared, and suddenly countless weapons appeared in his body. These weapons were available at all levels and were his last treasure.

In the face of life and death, he couldn't care less, he sacrificed all his treasures in one breath, trying to resist Qin Chen's attack and protect himself.

I heard a loud "bang", and the dark stars above the nine heavens swayed. Under this blow, it seemed that even the heavens were shaken. Under the blow of the sword-devouring monument, everything of Mo Lao was shattered. Treasures, such a terrifyingly powerful sword-devouring monument, destroyed everything, and even if Mo Lao mobilized all his treasures, he simply couldn't block the next blow.

With a bang, Mo Lao's whole body was shaken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the ground.

His face was pale, and under this blow, if there were not so many treasures to protect him, I am afraid that he would have been photographed into a blood fog.

At this time, Mo Lao was in a state of panic, and his heart skipped a beat. He knew that he was in trouble with a master. He didn't dare to think about it. He turned around and ran away.

Mo Lao just fled, Qin Chen raised his right hand instantly, Mo Lao only felt that the void in front of him suddenly solidified, and with a bang, he slammed into the void, and instantly became dizzy and fell to the ground again.

"I want to go, have you asked Mr. Ben?"

Qin Chen said lightly: "Didn't you still want to kill me just now? Where did your prestige go?"

Qin Chen said slowly, but his voice was cold, as if death was coming. "

Mo Lao's face was pale, and he shouted in a hurry: "This friend, listen to me..."

However, Qin Chen didn't bother to listen to his long-winded words at all, and the Sword Devouring Monument in his hand was photographed again, and the huge Sword Devouring Monument turned into a stream of light and fell fiercely.

Mo Lao turned pale, turned around and fled, he did not hesitate to burn his life to speed up the escape, but his speed could not be faster than Qin Chen's shot.

"His Royal Highness, save me..."

Mo Lao shouted in horror at the Prince Qilin in the distance.

There was a "snap", but he only said half of his words, and the Sword Devouring Monument was already slapped on him.

Mo Lao's end was even worse than that of Kusouweng. Such a terrifying Sword Devouring Monument slammed onto him, turning him into a blood mist, and even the bones did not fall.