Chapter 643 Su Chen's Ridicule

However, no matter how fast Su Chen was, how could he be faster than the Demon Emperor's phantom?

Although it was not the real Demon Emperor, but just a phantom.

But after all, it was created by the Demon Emperor, and all kinds of wonders were far beyond Su Chen's comprehension.

It surrounded Su Chen in just a moment.

Boom!

In an instant, the space within a range of more than ten kilometers around him collapsed and turned into a pure dark destruction area.

All material energy in this range was destroyed, and nothing existed.

Su Chen tried his best to drain every bit of spiritual power in his body and poured it into the purple gold bell, and then he barely took the blow.

Compared with the momentum of the human race's high-powered nuclear bomb explosion, the power of the Great Demon and the Demon Lord to destroy the world at any time. The attack of the Demon Emperor's phantom seemed to have a smaller range, but the power to destroy everything was far beyond the Great Demon, the Demon Lord, and the simple nuclear weapon explosion.

Even after the destruction of the space, the remaining original power of the Demon Emperor's will phantom could not be repaired, and it became a small restricted area like a black hole.

The attack shattered the space and matter within a few kilometers around, and the power-depleted Demon Emperor's phantom slowly dissipated, revealing Chinoa standing above the crack of dozens of kilometers.

The Demon Emperor's phantom attack came quickly and went away quickly.

But in just a moment, Su Chen felt that he had stepped into the gates of hell and walked out of hell.

Fortunately, he was the son of luck, and King Yama was his relative. He waved his hand and pardoned him, otherwise Su Chen would really have to report to the underworld.

However, although he barely saved his life, Su Chen's current state was very bad.

The five beast gods withdrew from the combined state and turned into four streams of light and drilled into Su Chen's body.

At this moment, Su Chen's face was pale, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

After the purple gold bell burst out with all its power, it lost Su Chen's subsequent support and fell to the side and became dim.

At this moment, Su Chen was extremely grateful. He was grateful that he was very decisive and drained all his spiritual power without any hesitation. Otherwise, even if the defense of the Purple Gold Bell was awesome, it would be useless without enough spiritual power to support it.

Su Chen lay on the ground and looked up at the sky.

His eyes seemed to pass through layers of obstacles and fell on the space layer above the sky, looking at the Demon King Ilros who was sitting in the sky like a god or a demon.

"As expected of the descendant of the Demon King, the trump card on his body must have been given by the Demon King. Just a shadow attack is so terrifying, how strong should the Demon King himself be?"

Su Chen's mind was full of thoughts.

At this moment, in the sky, the eyes of the Demon King Ilros also exuded disbelief.

"It's incredible, he didn't die!"

How strong was the trump card he gave to Qinoa? He didn't know.

The attack just now could kill even a big demon without paying attention.

But this kid actually survived, which was incredible.

But it was precisely because of this that he was more determined to kill Su Chen.

"Qinoa, what are you waiting for? The human genius in front of you has exhausted his strength and has no power to resist. Get rid of him quickly!"

Ilros ordered.

After receiving Ilros's order, Qinoa dragged the blood-red sword in his hand and smashed it on the ground, leaving a long gully and splashing countless sparks.

Step by step, he came to Su Chen and looked down at Su Chen.

Su Chen felt a dark head and was blocked by something. After focusing his eyes, he found that it was Qinoa.

"Human genius, I have to say you are very strong. It's a pity that our demons are stronger. Your existence is a threat to our demons and to me. So you must die."

Qinoa's face was ferocious, his voice was hoarse, and he almost roared.

Slowly raised the sword and pointed it at Su Chen's throat, "Goodbye!"

Qinoa grinned.

"It's bad, stop that Qinoya and save Su Chen!"

In the sky, Long Mingya was extremely anxious.

The importance of Su Chen was self-evident at this moment. If he died, it would be a loss for the human race.

It was a pity that all the strong men of the human race were restrained by the blood demons on the opposite side and could not provide support at all.

They wanted to get rid of the entanglement, but they would soon be entangled by the demons on the opposite side.

"Damn, you damn demons."

The legendary beastmaster of the human race roared angrily.

"Haha, the future of your human race can only be destruction. There is no hope for you human race."

The big demon of the blood demon clan grinned.

Looking at the slowly falling blood-colored sword, Su Chen's expression was very calm, without fear of death, which made Qinoya very angry.

He hoped that Su Chen in front of him would show fear before he died, and kowtow to him like a mouse, please him, and beg to let him go.

Unfortunately, the human genius in front of him did not have such a thing, and the expression he showed was too calm.

"Damn it, you ant of the human race, go to hell!"

Without hesitation, Qinoya's blood-red sword fell fiercely, with madness in his eyes.

At this time, Su Chen's expression changed, but he was not afraid, but his mouth corners pulled up, revealing a sarcastic smile.

Qinoya's scalp numbed when he saw this smile, and he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

But then he gave up this absurd idea.

This Su Chen was about to become a dead soul under his sword, so how could there be anything wrong.

"Die!"

Boom~

A dazzling purple-gold light burst out.

Boom~

The great sword that was originally stabbing towards Su Chen's throat seemed to be blocked at this moment, and could not move forward at all.

At this moment, Su Chen was enveloped by the purple-gold light, and the paleness on his face slowly turned rosy at this moment, no longer weak.

Beside him, the ancient purple-gold bell surrounded him, emitting an ancient bell sound, melodious and deep.

"How is it possible!"

Chinoya was shocked.

Su Chen, lying on the ground, sneered: "I said, you are so weak, why do you make me feel threatened! It turns out that you have a trump card given to you by the Demon King of the Blood Demon Clan!"

"Now you have used up your trump cards, right!"

"Hahaha!"

Su Chen laughed happily. He could no longer feel the vague sense of danger on Chinoya at this moment, which showed that Chinoya had used up his trump cards.

"Impossible, impossible. Hasn't your spiritual power been completely exhausted? Why, why, can you recover so quickly?"

Chinoya roared madly, not believing what he saw.

"Tsk, you are so stupid, this world is so big, there are all kinds of things, don't you know that there are treasures in this world that can quickly recover injuries and spiritual power?"

Su Chen mocked mercilessly.