The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

Regarding his attack, Ye Chen simply ignored it, knocking off mountains one after another and crushing pieces of nothingness along the way.

The Black Dragon King was frightened and was stunned. How could such a ruthless man come and ignore his attack? His dragon body could not even withstand the Jidao Emperor's soldiers, but it could not shake Ye Chen in the slightest.

His pride, his glory, and his dignity were trampled on inch by inch. Such humiliation made him crazy with rage, and his eyes turned scarlet.

Buzz!

The Black Dragon King roared angrily, cast a forbidden technique, forcibly increased his combat power, and wanted to devour Ye Chen. That was his most powerful method. If he swallowed Ye Chen, he would definitely transform and reach the peak of the quasi-emperor.

However, he underestimated Ye Chen's combat power, or in other words, he underestimated the Imperial Fuxi Formation. When it was swallowed up, the formation patterns suddenly trembled and swallowed him up.

"Ah..." the Black Dragon King howled and struggled with all his strength, but his attacks were all blocked by the Imperial Fuxi Formation. His imprisonment was also like paper, easily resolved by the formation patterns. His dragon body was refined into pieces in the Imperial Dao Fuxi Formation, leaving only his soul.

"Spare my life." The Black Dragon King was frightened and begged in a shrill voice. The Black Dragon King was frightened and cried. His previous arrogance and domineeringness were gone. He was like a bereaved dog, running around in the Imperial Fuxi Formation, but he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried. Lose.

"Who gave you the courage?" Ye Chen said indifferently, took a step forward, waved his iron fist, and hit the Black Dragon King's head.

"Spare my life." The Black Dragon King knelt down again, his huge eyes filled with tears.

However, Ye Chen's iron fist did not stop and punched him.

"I will fight with you." The Black Dragon King roared, and his soul body turned into its true form. A large black cauldron hung above his head, with black light hanging down, making the world sway under its weight.

Ye Chen frowned, but did not give up. He sacrificed the Chaos Cauldron and hung it above his head, shoulder to shoulder with the dark cauldron. The cauldron was engraved with ancient runes and was surrounded by mysterious phenomena.

Buzz!

The cauldron of chaos buzzed, and wisps of chaotic energy fell down, lingering around the emperor's power. The black cauldron was crushed and trembled slightly.

"How...how can there be an imperial weapon? Damn it." The Black Dragon King was shocked. A pair of dragon eyes bloomed with bright golden light, and he stared at the Chaos Cauldron. An ancient holy body was actually protected by an imperial weapon. This level Throughout the entire heaven, apart from the three great holy bodies, I have searched all over the world for the magic weapon, but I can't find a few.

"Be honest, or I'll suppress you." Ye Chen scolded coldly, raising his iron fist and punching the Black Dragon King's spirit. The Black Dragon King hurriedly avoided, but was knocked over by a stick.

boom!

With a dull sound, the Black Dragon King's huge dragon body hit a towering mountain, causing the mountain to collapse.

The Black Dragon King is miserable. Every drop of essence flowing out of his body is fused with destructive power. It is the real dark power. The so-called destruction is not as simple as it sounds. Even the quasi-emperor cannot withstand its tyranny. The dragon's body exploded inch by inch, just because his power was too weird.

ah……!

The Black Dragon King roared and screamed crazily. He knew that he was doomed and destined to be buried here in this life. If he had known that Ye Chen had the imperial weapon, he would never have ventured in. Unfortunately, there has never been anyone in this world. Regret the sale of medicine.

His screams were quite pleasant.

However, this pleasant sound made Ye Chen feel chilled all over. He had seen the ferocity of the Black Dragon King. It was a lifeless dismissal. Isn't it good for such a talented person to remain in the world and cause harm? Do you have to kill him?

As soon as he turned around with this thought, the Black Dragon King climbed up and grabbed Ye Chen's back with a dragon claw. The claw nails on the dragon's toes were sharp and dazzling, shining with an icy cold light, carrying a sense of death. The killing intent was enough to kill Ye Chen in seconds.

Ye Chen suddenly turned around and opened the dragon's claw with a sword.

However, it was still too late. The Black Dragon King caught him on the back. The dragon's claws were embedded in the flesh, and the blood spurted out. It was shocking. The Black Dragon King's claws were harder than steel and iron bones. With one claw, a piece of Ye Chen's bloody body was removed.

"Is it so hard?" Ye Chen clicked his tongue, but this time he underestimated the Black Dragon King.

"I want to eat you." The Black Dragon King roared, and the dragon's tail whipped out.

Ye Chen suddenly turned his head, avoided the dragon's tail, held the golden fairy sword in his hand, and slashed out Ling Tian's sword.

puff!

Suddenly, a bloody gorge opened on the Black Dragon King's back.

"Seeking death." The Black Dragon King was furious, and the scales on his body exploded, burning the dragon's breath and restoring the scars.

Immediately, the dragon's tail swung again.

At the same time, the Black Dragon King's huge mouth opened, and a gloomy black mist surged out, covering hundreds of feet in a radius. Wherever the black mist passed, no grass grew, and the space was broken inch by inch. It was a black hole, swallowing the sky. The black hole in the earth.

puff! puff! puff!

Ye Chen bled on the spot and was sucked into the black hole. Although his defense was overbearing, it could not stop the black hole from swallowing him up.

Deep in the black hole, he staggered to steady his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the black hole, and murmured, "If you swallow me, you won't survive."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Escape Technique appeared under his feet. He moved forward to avoid being swallowed up by the black hole. Then, like a ghost, he instantly arrived in front of the Black Dragon King. The nine-round sun merged into one, melting with a trace of eternal power. Part of the Imperial Dao Fuxi Formation was blessed on the nine-wheeled sun, one after another integrated into it.

Buzz!

Immediately, the nine great suns all bloomed with dazzling celestial light, each intertwined into a chain, binding the Black Dragon King.

Well!

The Black Dragon King groaned. The dragon's body was tightly restrained. The dragon's eyes were protruding and covered with bloodshot eyes. The dragon's body was twisting violently, trying to get rid of the ban. However, no matter how much resistance, it was difficult to break through.

"Your grandpa's."

"You dare to steal my things?"

Ye Chen cursed, walked in, took out an iron whip, and whipped hard, whip after whip, until the black dragon king's body was full of blood and flesh.

ah……!

The screams were so miserable that the Black Dragon King's dragon body was like a toy in Ye Chen's hands, letting him wreak havoc.

Ye Chen was furious. He was slapping and cursing at the same time. He scolded the Black Dragon King for being short-sighted, scolding the Black Dragon King for bullying the weak and fearing the strong, scolding the Black Dragon King for being despicable and shameless, and scolding the Black Dragon King for being worse than a beast.

The Black Dragon King howled angrily more than once and wanted to retort, but had no words to retaliate. He could only receive a critical blow and couldn't curse a word.

He was used to being scolded and slapped with these words, but this time, he was unjustly accused and received a beating for no apparent reason. No one could bear it.

However, Ye Chen used one layer of fairy fire, two layers of thunder and one layer of dark flame to cover the Black Dragon King's dragon soul. If he wanted to forcibly read the memory, he must have a strong enough background.

This scene is quite funny. The remnant soul of a half-emperor is held down by a palm of a Saint King. Wisps of fairy fire, wisps of thunder and lightning, and wisps of dim light are corroding one by one, accompanied by painful wails. With sorrow, it resounded throughout the vast sky.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.