Chapter 700 (1/2)

Penglai Island almost sank, Lingshan collapsed, and the bodies of countless Qionghua disciples floated on the sea.

The blood sacrifice array has been broken, and a large part of the sea area is dyed red with scarlet blood.

Standing in the void, xuanxiao still looks at a loss, as if everything around him has nothing to do with him.

The blood was raging around.

The magic weapon was surrounded by a blazing fire, and the surrounding air became extremely hot.

Perhaps because of the weakness of xuanxiao's soul, he didn't have any emotional fluctuation about the death of Qionghua's disciple. The whole person was like a mechanical doll without any human feelings.

Murong Chen, standing in the ruins of Penglai Pavilion, looked up at the xuanxiao in the void with an excited look in his eyes.

The sky is very dark, the wind is howling, and the endless soul power is diffused between the heaven and the earth.

Looking at the scene just like the end of the world, Murong Chen is a tiny hook: ”your body is mine after all, and the world, after all, is mine.”

”Ancestors, you can watch How can I use your body to dominate the world. ”

”It's amazing. I'll take it.” Murong Chen chuckled and rushed to xuanxiao.

At the moment, both Qionghua sect and Penglai Island's two immortal sects are all destroyed, and murongchen has no worries.

As long as you take away xuanxiao's body, no one can stop him!

”Although I know you are excited now, I'm sorry to tell you You're not here anymore

At this time, Zhang Ziling's voice seemed to come from the horizon, which made Murong Chen's face slightly changed.

”Nine Emperors?”

Murong Chen certainly knows Zhang Ziling's voice. In his cognition, Zhang Ziling should still be fighting with Yuan Xue Xian magic array in Shushan at the moment. How could he appear here?

”It seems that you still remember me Murongchen. ”Zhang Ziling's body gradually appeared in front of xuanxiao, blocking between murongchen and xuanxiao.

Seeing Zhang Ziling's appearance, Murong Chen's eyes narrowed in an instant, with a cold light in his eyes, staring at Zhang Ziling, ”Nine Emperors, between us There seems to be no grudge? ”

Although the present Murong dust is not afraid of the Nine Emperors, but at this critical juncture, it makes Murong dust have to be cautious.

After all, what he is powerful now is his soul power. His body is still fragile in front of the Nine Emperors. He doesn't want to capsize in the gutter.

”There is no grudge between us...” Zhang Ziling's mouth with a faint smile, dark evil Qi began to diffuse around, emitting a breath of terror, ”this is just what you think it is.”

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Murong Chen instantly decided that Zhang Ziling had come to trouble. His face became gloomy. Looking at Zhang Ziling, he said in a deep voice: ”Nine Emperors, before this, I might have been afraid of you, but now Do you think you're going to be my opponent? ”

Several flying swords with concentrated soul power began to hover around Murong dust, emitting terror power, which seemed to warn Zhang Ziling.

”Otherwise Zhang Ziling laughed, and the evil Qi spread around him and turned into a black chain. The black gas began to erode the soul power around him. ”Maybe, you should clearly understand your current situation How dangerous it is. ”

With endless banter in Zhang Ziling's words, Murong Chen's soul power is constantly eroded.

Seeing that his own soul power was eroded in the sky, Murong Chen's face changed slightly. He quickly converged all his soul power and raised his momentum to the extreme.

For a while, Zhang Ziling's evil Qi could not advance further, which made Murong Chen regain his self-confidence.