The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

With Xiao Chen waving his hand, none of the tens of thousands of monks in the entire Tianxin Sword Sect survived except Luo Tianfeng in front of him.

Even the big devil who killed tens of thousands of monks would probably have to think for a long time if he wanted to kill tens of thousands of monks, but Xiao Chen didn't even bat an eyelid after killing everyone.

Even Xiao Chen laughed, with a look of indifference, which made the rest of the people present chill from head to toe.

Especially the kind-hearted Leng Xiaolu, if he hadn't been led by the prison dragon, he might have passed out from fright.

Seeing that the sect was destroyed in an instant, Luo Tianfeng, who was in the center of the formation, had his eyes open, his black hair dancing wildly, and his eyes seemed to spew out flames.

"You and I have no grievances or enmities, why did you do something that is unacceptable." Luotian Fengfeng asked angrily, and the entire array flickered frantically.

Xiao Chen sneered: "I'm happy, killing some ants is not justified?"

"Ant?" Luotian trembled violently, no one had ever dared to use these two words to describe him as the second son of the Sword Sect.

"Calm down." The black figure at the side watched Luotian's air machine become disordered, and stretched out his hand to suppress the restless formation.

After all, Luo Tianfeng was a false emperor, and his state of mind had already become perfect. Under the reminder of Soi Ying, his state of mind quickly stabilized.

Luo Tianfeng was no longer entangled in the matter of the sect being destroyed, and he no longer looked at Xiao Chen, he pinched the magic arts with both hands urgently, and the formation map lit up with black light.

The black light gushed out, forming a huge vortex that seemed to swallow the world.

"Your Majesty." The black shadow moved forward slowly, came to a distance of only ten feet from Xiao Chen, and bowed deeply.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "You want to escape?"

Heiying nodded cheerfully: "Of course, there are seven of us in the group, and two of us have lost contact. I don't want to be the third."

"Then what do you think?" Xiao Chen grinned, showing his white teeth.

Hei Ying was indifferent, "There are no less than tens of billions of mortals in this big world, and there are countless birds and beasts. Do you want to leave it alone, my lord?"

Soi Ying pointed to the array map on Luo Tianfeng's side, and continued: "Once the hunting array is activated, it only takes a cup of tea, and the whole world will become a dead place. Tea time kills me, and then destroys the formation?"

"Oh, I forgot, monks are just ants in your eyes, not to mention those lowly ordinary people. It's not a bad deal to exchange tens of billions of ants for my emperor level."

Xiao Chen tilted his head and asked, "Did you talk a little too much?"

Hei Ying smiled: "Since you are impatient, Great Emperor, I won't say anything."

"One last thing to remind you, as long as you destroy the formation and kill the soul hunting host, you can save countless lives."

Xiao Chen's eyelids were drooping, and he was calculating the situation in front of him.

If you go directly to destroy the formation, this grandson will definitely obstruct it, and the time of a cup of tea will definitely not destroy the alien creatures with immortal bodies.

If he wanted to save those ordinary people, he had to let this grandson go.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Chen waved his hand with a smile: "You can go."

Heiying seemed a little surprised: "It's unexpected that the mortals who are regarded as ants by practitioners, the emperor would care so much. It's really a blessing for the common people."

"If you don't want to leave, then don't leave." Xiao Chen pressed his palm impatiently.

"Thunder Pond·Tianzheng."

In an instant, the sky and the earth were treacherous, and dark clouds overwhelmed the city.

The already dark world instantly went dark, and it was clearly noon, but at this moment it seemed to have entered midnight.

In the dark sky, rumbling thunder resounded, and countless cyan lightning bolts, like dragons in the clouds, loomed in the black clouds above the zenith.

"Great Emperor calm down and leave." The black shadow waved his farewell, and his figure gradually faded away.

"Wait for me here." After Xiao Chen finished speaking, his figure turned into a thin mist, and when he reappeared, he had suddenly reached the center of the soul hunting formation.

Luo Tianfeng heard the conversation between Hei Ying and Xiao Chen just now, he understood that he was sold, and he sold it decisively.

Although he was angry in his heart, the big formation had already been activated, and he, as the eye of the formation, had been imprisoned in it.

He can only go out unless the formation is completed or the person who set up the formation stops the formation.

It's just that now, I'm afraid none of them can be realized.

Facing Xiao Chen who suddenly appeared in front of him, this ordinary young man with no monastic aura was cold from head to toe in Luotianfeng.

The young man didn't get angry, didn't curse, and looked indifferent, as if he was just an ant that could be trampled to death at any time. This was what scared Luo Tianfeng the most.

"Is it fun?" Xiao Chen looked at Luo Tianfeng in front of him, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck, and lifted Luo Tianfeng up like a chick.

The terrifying strange force instantly crushed Luo Tianfeng's throat.

"Is it fun for me to ask you?" Xiao Chen smiled and asked Mimi, increasing the strength in his hands.

Luo Tianfeng was pinched, his shocking cultivation unexpectedly stopped functioning, and his meridians began to shatter inch by inch.

Luo Tianfeng frightened his liver and gallbladder, and shook his head frantically.

"Not fun? Then keep playing!" Xiao Chen cheerfully let go of his hand.

Luotianfeng limp on the formation eye like a dead dog.

"Come."

Xiao Chen hooked his fingers towards the sky, and the black clouds seemed to come alive at this moment, and began to change shapes.

In the blink of an eye, the dark clouds turned into a city, enclosing the Soul Hunting Formation.

In the Thunder Pond, it seemed to be another world. The connection between the Soul Hunting Formation and the world was cut off in an instant, and the Great Formation stopped functioning.

Countless cyan thunder dragons transformed by thunder and lightning stuck out their heads from the dark cloud city wall, looking coldly at the limp Luotianfeng.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand with a smile, and pulled out a little dark cloud. The dark cloud turned into a chair, and Xiao Chen lay down comfortably on it.

"Don't worry, let me look for it." Xiao Chen began to search for magical powers related to time in his mind.

"I found it, the cute Tian Entropy, which can slow down the time in a closed space by a thousand times, oh, that's great."

Luo Tianfeng, who was paralyzed on the ground, shook his whole body crazily, wanting to beg for mercy, but couldn't say a word.

"Grandma's is so complicated." Xiao Chen studied for a while, his head grew big, this thing is too complicated, just the complicated seals can kill his old man.

More than 3,000 printing methods have to be completed in a short time.

"Young master has a handicap, let's make a simplified version!"

Xiao Chen was a little annoyed, so he simplified the number of seals to one hundred, and then used the disabled version of Tian Entropy.

A burst of invisible fluctuations spread in the thunder pool, and the time here began to be out of sync with the outside.

Xiao Chen didn't even ask any questions, but just hooked his fingers.

Those thunder dragons received the order and began to bite Luo Tianfeng who was lying on the ground.

This cyan thunder and lightning is not an ordinary thunder and lightning. It is the God of God's Punishment Thunder that only Dao possesses.

If this thing hits the cultivator, it is the ultimate torture.

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