It was just some peak Major Primal Core cultivators. Even if he had less than half of his strength, he would still be able to deal with them easily.
"Master, your body."
Xiao Chen thought to himself. Although he was severely injured and could bring out less than half of his strength, he did not fear anyone on this demonic ship. However, he did not fear anyone on this demonic ship.
"Xiao Chen, my master is coming personally. Do you think you still have a chance to flee?"
The Holy Son Ming Xuan prepared to attack again. However, the Black Lotus Sect Venerate said indifferently, "Let him come."
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate had a special black lotus mark on them that could dodge the Black Lotus Sect Venerate's attack.
"Little monk!"
The Holy Son Ming Xuan stepped forward from the bow of the ship and appeared before Xiao Chen.
"Whoosh!"
Die!
Now, he was even more injured, his survival unknown.
A gloomy look flashed in the Black Lotus Sect Venerate's deep, black eyes.
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate formed nine hand seals in an instant. Each hand seal turned into a different demonic Buddha image that appeared before Xiao Chen.
"The Demonic Bone Relic … was left behind by the Sacred Ancestor when he passed away. Why would it appear on him?"
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate no longer had many trump cards to use.
The Buddhist light continuously extended forward. In a few breaths, it would catch up to Xiao Chen's Black Cutlass.
All the outstanding talents and older-generation heroes of the Kunlun Realm died in the Demonic Calamity.
"Damn it!"
"It's fine. It is just life and death. Master has already seen through it. As long as we obtain the Demonic Bone Relic, my Black Lotus Church can rise again at any time. "
Xiao Chen looked into the distance and saw the Black Lotus Church's banner at the bow of the ship. He could even vaguely make out some figures standing at the bow.
To think that a peak Major Primal Core cultivator could not even block a palm strike from him.
Surprise flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. He recalled that he had clearly killed this fellow in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.
The first one held a demonic trident, had two legs, and had only one eye.
"Pu!"
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Chen threw a palm strike. Primal chaos Veritable Essence Energy surged out.
The first thing the little monk said when he opened his eyes was to ask if the trouble had been dealt with. The little monk, who had fallen on the surface of the sea, was very weak.
On the deck, Xiao Chen was fighting with the four Vajra Protectors. He was covered in wounds, and his aura was weak. He could not unleash his full strength.
"Set the formation!"
The bowstring vibrated, and space collapsed.
However, the four Guardian Deities were not injured at all. They landed firmly on the surface of the sea.
"Master!"
A Soul Tool was on a completely different level from an inherited Dao Tool.
"Black Lotus Church!"
On the throne, the Black Lotus Sect Venerate Xiao Chen remained expressionless, not surprised at all. "I already said long ago that the best opportunity to kill him would be when he first arrived in the Great Thousand Realms. Once you miss it, the longer it takes, the more troublesome it will be. "
In the short span of two years, Xiao Chen had actually grown to such a terrifying level.
The little monk who executed the Touching Demon Subduing Imprint burst out with a Buddhist light that did not belong to his realm and cultivation.
Xiao Chen locked his gaze on the Black Lotus Sect Venerate, who sat on the throne. Then, he snorted coldly and quickly charged over.
Worry appeared on the Black Lotus Sect Venerate's face. The other Guardian Deities and the black-clad arhat all showed anxious expressions.
"This disciple has failed!"
The cold mask obscured Xiao Chen's expression. Only his eyes shone with a terrifying golden light as he looked at the surroundings.
When the vertical eye opened, a demonic light shot towards Xiao Chen.
The strong palm wind swept through the deck like a hot knife through butter. The black-clad arhat immediately shattered all the bones in his body, unable to put up any combat prowess.
"Master …"
The karmic flame had already extinguished. However, the injuries inflicted would not recover in a short time.
Stubbornness flashed in the Black Lotus Sect Venerate's eyes. It seemed like flames flashed in his pitch-black eyes.
Even this Black Lotus Sect Venerate was much weaker than the Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor of the Demonic World.
Xiao Chen turned his head back to look. When he saw this scene, his expression changed slightly.
He looked around and saw that he had already returned to the Ash Gray Sea.
The activation of his Great Desolate Eon bloodline had a limit. After the limit, his injuries would worsen.
"Good timing."
Damn it! I'm about to die, and you still ask this?
In that instant, the Black Lotus Sect Venerate unleashed the might of a sovereign descending upon the world. A terrifying Buddhist seal instantly surged out, and the Black Cutlass exploded into pieces.
However, at this moment, it was not worth mentioning to Xiao Chen.
"It's you!"
Kill!
The expression of the Holy Son Ming Xuan, who was beside the Black Lotus Sect Venerate, changed slightly. Incredulity appeared in his eyes.
However, the Holy Son Ming Xuan only had three seconds. He had to kill this Black Lotus Sect Venerate in three seconds.
Purple flames burned on the Tyrant Saber. When Xiao Chen swung his saber and thrust, the one-eyed demonic figure instantly exploded.
"It's not your fault. This time, no matter what, he will not be able to escape."
The Holy Son Ming Xuan still remembered that these black-clad arhats were all boundlessly strong back in Purple Sun City.
The Holy Son Ming Xuan felt ashamed as he quickly lowered his head.
With injuries piling on top of injuries, he would fall on his own before the Black Lotus Sect Venerate even made a move.
Without a sound, the terrifying Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor exploded into countless pieces, turning into black lotuses that floated in the air.
The Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor nearly shattered the Yazi Beast Demon Soul with a palm strike, and the ship suffered damage in many places.
Xiao Chen clenched his teeth, hatred burning in his heart. He did not hold back and fully activated his Blue Dragon Bloodline.
The Holy Son Ming Xuan frowned slightly and stepped forward, wanting to make a move.
The Divine Concealment Arrow had already entered the Black Lotus Evil Ancestor's body and exploded instantly!
The Black Lotus Sect Venerate's eyes were as pitch-black as ink. He gave off a terrifying aura, but he was extremely weak, looking like he would be blown away by the wind at any moment.
Moreover, he was extremely weak, much weaker than Xiao Chen himself.
However, he didn't have any time to waste. Once the effect of the bloodline power wore off, he would be killed.
As Xiao Chen looked at the Black Lotus Sect Venerate on the throne, old and new grudges surged forth. Boundless murderous intent flared in his eyes.
He looked around and found the little monk floating on the surface of the sea. The little monk had already fainted.
Boom!
Xiao Chen remained calm and unperturbed.
When Xiao Chen looked around, he saw a black ship blocking the way to the trans-realm transportation formation.
However, Xiao Chen could not wait any longer. When he saw a rather large crack, he carried the little monk and leaped out.
Xiao Chen could place all the blame on Xiao Chen.
The rebound from the God Shadow Bow reverberated in Xiao Chen's body, causing him endless pain. What was even more unbearable was that he had drained most of his Soul Energy, making him look incredibly weak.
Xiao Chen unleashed a peak strike with his weakened body. The Four Great Guardian Deities before him were not worth mentioning at all.
"Sect Venerate!"
The moment the two leaped out, a wave came crashing over from the surface of the sea, crashing into them.
The Holy Son Ming Xuan led the way. A faint white Buddhist light spread out from his body, making him stand out among the black Buddhist lights.
The Holy Son Ming Xuan took the risk of drawing the God Shadow Bow, draining his Soul Energy. The God Shadow Bow rebounded, injuring his physical body again.
Seven Kill Seal, Resolving the Mundane, die!
After putting down the little monk, Xiao Chen could not be bothered to repair the ship. He turned the ship around and quickly fled far away.
Now, Xiao Chen actually appeared alive again.
"Capture him!"
The Four Great Guardian Deities and one hundred black-clad arhats soared into the air and charged towards the Black Cutlass.
The Holy Son Ming Xuan asked worriedly.
"To think that he can break through the Demonic World's hell. After him. We must catch up to him. This is the last chance to capture him. Otherwise, there will never be another chance. "
"Black Lotus Sect Venerate!"
After the many black-clad arhats boarded the ship, they immediately launched themselves at Xiao Chen.
I can't escape!
However, the Black Lotus Sect Venerate pulled him back. "That ship is somewhat strange."
The ship moved amid the treasure light, completely ignoring the influence of the Ash Gray Sea's huge gravity. It moved like a beam of light, moving quickly.
Xiao Chen turned around and protected the little monk, using his back to block the heavy strike of this wave.
In the time it took for a spark to fly, Xiao Chen took out the Death God Mask and wore it. When the demonic light shot over, a ripple-like black light appeared on the mask and dissipated it.
Right after the Black Lotus Sect Venerate spoke, he suddenly made a move. He lowered his right hand and stuck his thumb and middle finger together, forming a miraculous hand seal.
As the Black Lotus Sect Venerate chanted scriptures, a beam of Buddhist light suddenly descended from the sky, illuminating a treasure path in front of the ship.
After the God Shadow Bow fired the arrow, Xiao Chen ignored his weakness and immediately leaped towards the little monk.
After all, the weakest of the four Guardian Deities was a peak early-stage Star Venerate. The strongest Guardian Deity was a late-stage Star Venerate.
"Guardian Deities, black-clad arhats, bring him over."
"Oh no! Quickly attack!"
In the Demonic World's hell, that horrifying Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor used karmic flames to burn Xiao Chen to death.
Xiao Chen blamed himself as he looked around. The Demonic World's hell was crumbling bit by bit.
Everything was fated to gather on this person.
However, every black lotus had a layer of heart flame that could not be dispelled, preventing them from reassembling.
Xiao Chen swung his saber, appearing eternal and inextinguishable. In one breath, he killed the four Guardian Deities.
A golden light flickered in Xiao Chen's eyes, and his declining aura instantly soared to the limit.
However, even when the four Guardian Deities worked together, they were at a disadvantage from the start to the end, completely suppressed by Xiao Chen.
The thousands of black lotuses continuously gathered, trying to reassemble the Buddha image.
"Pu ci!" The sudden killing move caught Xiao Chen off guard, sending him flying.
"Big Brother, is the Demonic Ancestor destroyed?"
Xiao Chen was just about to get up anxiously when the four Guardian Deities appeared and surrounded him again.
The expressions of the four Guardian Deities changed drastically. They quickly charged at Xiao Chen, not holding back their killing moves at all. "Pu ci!
Pu ci! "Xiao Chen vomited a few mouthfuls of blood on the surface of the sea.
Only the skeleton of the Black Cutlass remained. With a wave of his hand, Xiao Chen collected it into his storage ring.
Xiao Chen's figure flickered on the surface of the sea. Then, he leaped and landed on the dilapidated Black Cutlass.
When he formed a hand seal, he slowly pushed it forward.
That is …
Wearing the Death God Mask, Xiao Chen activated the Tyrant Saber's full might and broke through the nine demonic images before landing on the ship.
With just a slight pull of the bowstring, Xiao Chen shattered the Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor's Buddha image.
"Pu ci!" Xiao Chen vomited a mouthful of blood as he tumbled a few times in the air.
On the Black Lotus Church's ship, a withered old man on a lotus throne held a cracked Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor sculpture and vomited a mouthful of blood.
The Black Lotus Church's Sect Venerate revealed a strange smile on his throne as if he had seen through all of Xiao Chen's trump cards.
Doubt flashed in the Holy Son Ming Xuan's eyes, but he did not ask. There were many things that his master would not say. Even if he asked, it would be pointless.
Blood flowed on the saber's tip and slowly dripped down. A terrifying demonic nature flickered in Xiao Chen's golden eyes.
Then, the fragments turned into a blood mist spreading in the air.
The blood mist could only scatter in the surroundings, slowly being consumed by the Heart Flame.
Right now, the little monk's fate was unknown. If something happened to him, he would blame himself for life.
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