Chapter 432: The Treasure of the Evil King Is so Fragile, the Holy King Falls

Xingchen Xiejun is in a miserable state now!

Not only is his clothes torn, but his whole body is constantly bleeding!

There is not a single good spot on his body!

He did not expect that the power of Tang Chen's palm could be so terrifying, it is simply inhuman!

Even the Chunyang Patriarch and the others were completely stunned.

Is this the strength that a great sage should have?

"Why, you dare not make a move?"

"Or did the bullshit emperor you mentioned only teach you sneak attacks and escape?"

Seeing that Xingchen Xiejun did not move, Tang Chen smiled and mocked.

Hearing this, Xingchen Xiejun's face was covered with a ferocious look, and he roared: "How can you insult the name of my lord!"

Boom!

The brilliant light bloomed out, like a ray of light in the darkness, instantly submerging the entire sky.

In Xingchen Xiejun's body, evil energy surged endlessly, and his injuries recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the palm of his hand, a sphere rose.

It was stained with thick blood, gorgeous and beautiful, attracting attention.

"Heavenly Demon Blood Linglong!"

He looked up to the sky and howled, the power of the Holy King swept through, urging the sphere.

The sphere swelled in the wind, turning into a majestic blood light that rushed straight into the sky, covering all the colors between heaven and earth, leaving only the blood color in the sky.

When the blood ball slowly turned, everyone looked up uncontrollably, as if the soul was forcibly separated from the flesh.

"It's an illusion, keep your heart steady!"

The Pure Yang Patriarch bit his tongue and shouted softly.

The shout resounded through the sky, immediately calling back the minds of many people.

Look at Tang Chen again.

He directly ignored the illusion and continued to activate the Kunlun secret, bursting out ten times the combat power.

With a buzz!

Tang Chen's breath suddenly changed, and his left and right pupils turned into Yin and Yang eyes, as if a human-shaped candle dragon appeared in the world.

Seeing this scene, the Ji family was so excited that they trembled all over.

This is the pupil technique of the Ji family's ancestor!

No one in heaven or on earth can stop it!

"Zhulong Yin-Yang pupil."

Tang Chen's expression was solemn and his temperament was extraordinary. When he slightly opened his eyes, it was as if the ancestor of the dragon clan was in charge of the rotation of day and night in the world.

Suddenly, the blood ball was entangled by the terrifying divine fire and burned like a hot fireball.

Finally, with a puff, it turned into scrap iron and fell to the ground.

Xingchen Xiejun looked at the sphere on the ground, his eyes widened like cow eyes.

That's it?

The Holy War Demon Ape and others were also shocked.

The treasure of Lord Xiejun is so fragile?

"Opening pupils is day, closing eyes is night!"

Tang Chen continued to speak, and his eyes slowly closed.

In an instant, the small world of Kunlun Immortal Palace was really like the replacement of the sun and the moon, and it turned into a dark night sky.

Xingchen Xiejun looked nervous and shouted: "It's just a trick, watch me break your magic!"

He bit his finger, and the blood gathered but did not disperse. It turned into a mysterious formation in the void, and bloomed with infinite divine light, which was the Phoenix Divine Pattern.

The blazing fire was blazing, illuminating the dark night.

However, at the moment when the light came on, Tang Chen appeared in front of Xingchen Xiejun like a ghost.

Under Tang Chen's sneer, he hit Xingchen Xiejun's face with a heavy fist wearing the prison-suppressing immortal boxing gloves.

Bang!

Daylight reappeared.

Xingchen Xiejun was hit in the face by Tang Chen's heavy punch, his nose was shattered, and his facial bones made a heart-shattering sound.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but twitch their eyelids.

The dignified upper Saint King was beaten into a useless dog by Tang Chen!

"I thought that Tang Chen would be able to reach the top of Cangxuan after he really grew up."

"Now it seems that I was short-sighted. He has grown up a long time ago and is qualified to become the overlord of a world!"

"According to this trend, when Tang Chen enters the Saint King level, won't he be able to kill immortals?"

Countless cultivators whispered, shocked in their hearts.

Tang Chen naturally didn't know about these ideas.

He glanced at the blood on the Prison Immortal's gloves, shook them slightly, and said unhappily: "Dirty blood stained my gloves."

In the distance, Xingchen Xiejun stood up with difficulty, his body trembling violently, and his handsome face became as ugly as a ghost.

"Damn it!"

"You really deserve to die!"

He looked up to the sky and roared.

Thinking back then, when the Bloodthirsty Evil Emperor was defeated, he was also sealed in the Cangxuan Realm. Although his end was miserable, he still had some face.

Now, he was bullied by a little guy like this.

Not only did he lose all his face, but he also completely lost the face of the Evil Palace.

How could he bear this!

When he thought of this, Xingchen Xiejun's eyes were as resentful as a snake, staring at Tang Chen, and said coldly: "Death Star!"

As soon as the voice fell, the power of the law and the evil spirit bloomed from his body, forming a huge black planet that was a thousand feet long.

A breath of death fell.

Wherever he passed, all living beings were devoured, as if he was going to turn the entire Cangxuan Realm into a dead place.

Xingchen Xiejun stepped on the Death Star, coming like a god from outside the domain, and roared fiercely: "All things and stars are destroyed!"

The Death Star fell, the space was crushed, and it rolled straight towards Tang Chen.

Seeing this, countless cultivators hid in fear.

But Tang Chen was like a small boat floating in the rainstorm, as steady as a mountain, with Buddha's light in his eyes, converging into the third vertical eye.

Buddha's eyes appeared, seeing through the illusion!

"Fighting Saint Method!"

He shouted lightly, and the Prison Immortal Boxing Gloves shone with dazzling purple divine light, like a purple palace falling from the ninth heaven.

At this moment, Tang Chen was like the Purple Emperor reborn, noble and powerful.

With one punch, the world shook, and the space exploded.

The vast purple light flooded the sky and the underworld.

Boom!

Martial arts collided in the void, bursting out terrifying divine power, and surging to all parts of the Heavenly Palace.

Even the Jiang family and the Yuanjin royal family in the distance were affected.

A fierce and dangerous aura permeated the air, and the momentum was rising, making everyone silent and trembling.

When everything calmed down.

Tang Chen's handsome figure came into everyone's eyes, his eyes were focused, looking forward quietly.

There, the Star Evil King stood.

However...

His whole body was blown to pieces, leaving only a head floating in the air, blood dripping.

His mouth opened and closed, and he said intermittently: "Tang Chen... Your Majesty... must be..."

"Noisy!"

Tang Chen showed impatience, waved his hand, and blasted the head of the Star Evil King into pieces.

A superior saint king fell!