"Who is that guy? How dare you provoke the beauty that I like."

Deep in the moonlit sky, there is a handsome-looking young man in white robe hidden, who is surprisingly the son of Master Ling Chen, Ling Yuanzi.

Looking at the woman in red clothes under the moonlight, Ling Yuanzi looked obsessed, wishing that time would slow down a little longer, but Dasen suddenly appeared and broke this beauty.

Ling Yuanzi was very angry, but suddenly he showed joy. He had been thinking about how to please the beauty, but now the opportunity came to his door, didn't he?

Hero saves beauty!

This method is very vulgar, but it is undoubtedly one of the best ways to capture the heart of a beautiful woman.

Seeing Dasen spread his silver wings to intercept the beauty, Ling Yuanzi thought it was time, flew out immediately, and shouted righteously:

"Hey! How dare you bully Miss Chi Lian, you perverted thief. Today, I, Ling Yuanzi, will do justice for heaven and wipe out such evil ways as you."

Ling Yuanzi had never done anything like this before and said such words. Ling Yuanzi felt a little embarrassed and ashamed, but he also felt a sense of pride.

Thinking that he is a genius in the ninth level of the God-killing Realm and has been awarded the title of Nine-Star Killing God. It is not easy to deal with a genius of the same level?

Dasen glanced at him with disdain and said sarcastically: "You are a hidden person who has no strength and dares to imitate heroes to save the beautiful. Get out of here, otherwise I will kill you."

"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."

Ling Yuanzi scolded angrily, then turned to the Chilian Witch and said humbly: "Miss Chilian, don't worry, as long as I'm here, this thief can't hurt you."

A smile appeared in the cold eyes of the Red Lian Witch, a smile of indifference.

But Ling Yuanzi didn't notice it, but was greatly encouraged.

As soon as he displayed his white robe, he activated the void, clouds and lightning holy paths, all of which were at the ninth level. Then he raised his right hand from bottom to top, and a silver divine cauldron emerged.

This is a top-grade divine weapon. With a bang, it traveled across the void, carrying thousands of lightnings, and moved towards Dason to suppress it.

Silver light rages and lightning dances.

But Dasen sneered, flexed his hands, put on a pair of silver gloves, and grabbed the silver divine cauldron that was suppressing him with one claw.

clang!

The silver divine cauldron was lifted off by his claws, and then the silver wings behind his back, like a silver lightning, walked towards the woman in red clothes, and said sanctimoniously:

"Beauty, this dog-like thing is not worthy of you. Only I, Dasen, and you are a match made in heaven."

"Shut up!"

Ling Yuanzi came from the sky, and he also understood the Holy Path of the Void, supplemented by the Holy Path of Wind, and his speed was not much slower than Dasen.

The silver light dances wildly, the wind suddenly rises, the wind rolls around the remaining clouds, and the momentum is menacing, but the silver wind fanned by Dasen's silver wings is sharper and stronger.

"How dare you try your best to do everything in front of me despite your small skills?"

Dasen was disdainful of Ling Yuanzi, and he was so arrogant that he grabbed it with one claw, tore the void, and landed on the opponent's shoulder with a bang.

Poof!

Clothes were torn, shoulders were cracked, and blood was splattered.

Ling Yuanzi was furious after feeling the pain. He advanced instead of retreating. He raised his hand and pressed it down with a palm. Clouds and lightning intertwined, and the void roared, knocking Dasen back.

"It takes a while."

With a joking look on his face, Dasen suddenly gathered his silver wings, wrapped them around his body, and turned into a silver ball of light. With a bang, he knocked Ling Yuanzi away.

Click!

The divine bones cracked and the flesh and blood were separated.

Ling Yuanzi's face turned pale in pain, and a look of humiliation flashed in his eyes, feeling that he had lost face in front of the beauty.

He drank fiercely, merged with the silver divine cauldron, and the people and soldiers became one, shaking the void, suppressing it, and suddenly the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and lightning struck.

Dasen took the initiative to greet him, the silver light danced wildly, the strong wind rolled, and the silver divine cauldron collided with it.

At the touch of a touch, Ling Yuanzi separated from the silver divine cauldron, his face turned pale, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, he frowned, and his eyes were filled with haze.

"That's it?" Dasen staggered back, quickly stabilized his steps, smiled jokingly, opened his hands with silver gloves, and grabbed Ling Yuanzi with a swipe.

This claw method is extremely destructive, scratching out cracks in the void. Even the vegetation on the ground suffered a devastating blow and was smashed into pieces.

Ling Yuanzi gradually couldn't resist anymore. His chest and arms were scratched, his white robe was stained blood red, his hair was messed up, and he was quite embarrassed.

Dasen laughed happily and said: "Hahaha, beauty, you saw it, this is an embroidered pillow."

He looked at the woman in red clothes under the moonlight, but saw that she was indifferent to everything and seemed to have no interest in anything, just like a spectator.

"This woman..."

Dasen read countless women and felt something was wrong. He suddenly noticed a stream of yin and yang energy coming from behind Ling Yuanzi. They lined up on the left and right, avoiding Ling Yuanzi, and then hit him.

A terrifying power spread, and Dasen's expression changed drastically: "Half-step Holy God?"

He tried his best to tighten the defense of his silver wings and mobilized the power of his divine body to compete, but he was still driven thousands of miles away by the Yin and Yang Qi, and with a bang, he knocked down a mountain peak.

Under the pressure of the rocks, Dasen was in great pain and coughed up blood, but without any hesitation, he lifted the rocks, spread his wings and fled away.

Although the beauty is nice, he is really unable to compete with a half-step holy god and just wants to save his life first.

"Father?"

When Ling Yuanzi saw the yin and yang energy, he knew his father was coming. He turned around and saw his father coming across the sky at an alarming speed, arriving in a blink of an eye.

Seeing his father's cold face, Ling Yuanzi did not dare to look at him. He lowered his head anxiously and did not dare to speak.

Master Ling Chen looked at the woman in red clothes and said rather fearfully: "Let's go. I hope you won't bewitch my incompetent son again in the future."

"Do you want to order me?"

The Chilian Witch has cold eyes, and her charming face reveals a supreme majesty, like a high-ranking emperor, in charge of life and death.

Master Ling Chen felt pressured for no reason. He rolled up his sleeves and took his son away, disappearing under the beautiful moonlight in an instant.

The red-trained witch turned a blind eye, her red clothes flying, and she walked away with her devil figure swaying.

In the quiet cave, Lin Chen looked at Dao Demon Ye Ming and Ancient Demon Qi Feng and said, "I'm begging you."

After saying that, he looked at the Tianpeng Shenyuan Dan in his hand and swallowed it in one gulp.

Buzz!

The power of the Divine Ancestor is running, containing the power of the Nine-Yang Thunder Flame Tribulation, wrapping the Tianpeng Shenyuan Pill for refining, and wisps of black energy overflow.

Lin Chen could feel the powerful power of the medicine, integrating into his divine body and soul, and he could also feel the power of demons, beginning to corrode his internal organs and limbs.

As the Tianpeng Shenyuan Pill is completely refined, the more the divine body and soul improve, the more parts of the body are eroded, and the skin under the robe is cracked.

The clean clothes that Lin Chen had originally changed into were gradually dyed black and filled with a foul smell, as if he had just emerged from a smelly ditch.

Slowly, black blood seeped out from under the cracked skin. It was cold and sticky, making Lin Chen feel very uncomfortable, as if he was in purgatory.

Suddenly, a sharp scream sounded in his mind, and the Dapeng Demon King soared out, affecting Lin Chen's spirit.

This is because Tianpeng Shenyuan Dan contains its blood.

The ancient demon Qi Feng and the Taoist demon Ye Ming both encountered the same situation when they refined this elixir.

Lin Chen decisively gathered the sword of spirit and the sword of will to kill it, but he was unable to prevent the damage to his body and could not remove it with all his strength.
Chapter completed!