Missisia is the god of the First Demon Clan, their belief, and the existence given to the "Demon" seal by the descendants of the Nine Stars.

This name can be issued in the First Demon Clan with eighteen different syllables. Each syllable represents a different meaning, sometimes a code, sometimes a prayer, but the syllable he calls out at this time means eternal farewell.

At that time, after the demon disciples finished speaking, without waiting for Zhao Wuji to make any moves, their eyes instantly lost their focal length and their soul power fluctuations disappeared.

Not only that, he died, and I don’t know what secret technique he used. The souls of the First Demon disciples who were lying on the ground and in a coma also disappeared rapidly and instantly became corpses.

When Nangong Zuiyue saw this scene, a hint of unbearableness appeared in her beautiful eyes. So many people died in an instant, which was very uncomfortable.

"asshole"

Zhao Wuji was furious and tried his best to shake the corpse of the First Demon disciple into powder.

"call"

Suddenly, a figure flashed, and everyone felt a flash of sight, and a big hand sucked Zhao Wuji's face.

"boom"

With a loud bang, Zhao Wuji was slapped away. There were needles on his face to protect his body, but those needles were slapped flattened by a slap. Zhao Wuji's face was slapped halfway.

Zhao Wuji rolled out all the way, and Long Chen took action too suddenly. It suddenly came, leaving everyone unresponsive.

"presumptuous"

As soon as Long Chen made a move, Shi Lingfeng, who was sitting in the crowd, shouted and flew out and punched Long Chen.

"roll"

Long Chen roared like a roar of a god. His fist was covered with white scales and punched Shi Lingfeng's punch.

With a loud bang, Shi Lingfeng was actually knocked back dozens of feet by Long Chen's punch, which moved all the strong people present.

You know, Shi Lingfeng is not a flesh-and-blood body, his whole body is condensed by stone spirits. His strength is terrifying and his defense is amazing. He can catch the artifact with his bare hands, but after fighting hard, he was shocked by Long Chen's punch.

Long Chen pulled Zhao Wuji away with one mouth, and shook Shi Lingfeng back with one punch. He stood in the air, his long hair flew, and his eyes were cold and intimidating. At this time, Long Chen had a terrifying murderous intent.

"What a genius, what a lifetime of honor, in my eyes, you are all trash.

Since you are coming to me, Long Chen, just come just by yourself, so why bother with these twists and turns?

What a joke? Can so many shit come in? Can so many shit be called heroes?

Love, the so-called heroes' meeting, was specially held for me, Long Chen, alone. Is it a criticism meeting? Hahaha..."

Long Chen laughed to the sky, and his voice shook the sky, causing the heaven and earth to roar. The endless depression in Long Chen's heart was released in a smile.

"Didn't you say you want to kill me? Okay, I, Long Chen, will give you a chance today. Whether it's one-on-one, wheel battle, or rushing up, I, Long Chen, will follow." Long Chen sneered, his figure swayed, and the person had disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived outside the castle.

"Zhao Wuji, didn't you say you wanted to kill me? Long Chen is here and come out to fight." Long Chen stood outside the castle and shouted loudly.

"Get out and fight"

"Get out and fight"

"Get out and fight"

“…”

Long Chen's voice stirred between heaven and earth, like a roar of the gods, countless echoes came one after another, and sounded in the sky.

Long Chen was furious. The death of those disciples of the First Demon Clan made him suffer endless murderous intent.

"Long Chen, you bastard, you said that you did not collude with the First Demon Clan, otherwise how could you be so angry?"

Zhao Wuji was slapped away by Long Chen. He had just stabilized his body and couldn't help but curse loudly.

"Forget it, your actions not only make Long Chen angry, but also make us angry. If I hadn't given Brother Dongfang a face, I, Hu Feng, would like to learn your master's tricks." Hu Feng, who had not spoken, said coldly.

Hu Feng has always been unwilling to interfere in other people's disputes, but Zhao Wuji and others were too aggressive, especially the tragic death of the First Demon disciples instantly aroused the anger in his heart.

As soon as the descendant of the Gambling Heavenly Dao spoke, many people frowned secretly. Could this Hu Feng be in the same group as Long Chen?

"Brother Long, be careful. If you have any questions, you can sit down and talk. Use force. Sometimes it will not solve the problem." Long Chen suddenly ran away, and the scene suddenly lost control. Dongfang Yuyang shouted hurriedly.

"There is nothing to talk about. No matter who it is, as long as I want my life, I will do it.

Zhao Wuji, aren’t you going to fight me? If you don’t get out and die, then when will you last?” Long Chen sneered.

When Ye Zhiqiu and Ye Lingshan saw Long Chen leave, they also left and walked straight outside the castle. At the same time, all the strong men left the castle.

"Okay, let me Zhao Wuji kill you, a madman in front of the heroes of the world."

Zhao Wuji laughed wildly and walked out of the castle.

Outside the castle, there was a desert, with Long Chen standing in the void, and his black robe was blown and whistling.

Zhao Wuji was standing opposite Long Chen, but at this time, Zhao Wuji could no longer see his original appearance, and his whole body was covered with black scales.

There are countless spikes on each scale, and barbs on each spike are shining.

He is like a hedgehog. If someone hits him, he will not only be thorny and bloody, but will also be torn off with the belt and flesh.

Zhao Wuji's armor has horns on his head, a tail behind him, and two crescent moon sickles in his hand, which is so cold.

At this time, Zhao Wuji's whole body was protected by scale armor. The scale armor seemed to grow on his body, without a gap. It looked like it was a human-shaped monster.

"Long Chen, being able to die under the Death-Devouring Armor and the Moon-Slaying Scythe in My Complete State is your best destination."

The blade of the crescent moon sickle in Zhao Wuji's hands rubbed against each other, making a harsh sound, making his hair stand up.

"I don't know if Long Chen can defeat Zhao Wuji. This guy's armor is too sinister and he will die if he is not careful." Beitang Rushuang said with some concern.

Usually, Long Chen is slick and careless, but now Long Chen has a boiling murderous intent, and a cold light emerges in his eyes, like the god of death coming to the world, truly showing his powerful and domineering side.

However, Beitang Rushuang was a little worried. If she had real skills, she would never be worried about Long Chen. Even anyone here could easily defeat Zhao Wuji.

But with this set of life-devouring and death armor, it would be different. I don’t know how many powerful people are stronger than Zhao Wuji, and they end up in his hands.

This is why the infamous sect of the Ministry of Justice has remained unpredictable, but it has continued to this day because their mechanism is too insidious and unpredictable.

All the strong men looked at Long Chen and Zhao Wuji standing in the air, a genius known as a contemporary genius who is enemies of the world, but no one can do anything about it.

The other one is an existence that is notorious and notorious, which makes countless strong people disgusted but dare not provoke.

Fairy Dan looked at the figure quietly, with a hint of confusion in her eyes, as if she was trapped in some kind of memory.

"Do you want me to take action? Kill Long Chen before Zhao Wuji?" Huang Feiyan stood beside Kun Pengzi and whispered.

"You're thinking too much." Kun Pengzi looked at Long Chen and said lightly.

Huang Feiyan was stunned. She didn't understand what Kun Pengzi meant. What did this mean when she thought too much?

"What do you mean is that Zhao Wuji won't give it to me?" Huang Feiyan said.

Kun Pengzi frowned slightly, and did not answer Huang Feiyan, but looked quietly above the void.

Long Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair flew, and he looked at everyone coldly: "If you want to kill me, Long Chen, stand up, it's okay to take action together. Today, let's get to know each other."

When Long Chen said this, the strong people present couldn't help but take a breath. Long Chen was too crazy.

You should know that the strong people here are all honored for a lifetime. When it comes to reputation and status, most of them are only higher than Long Chen and will not be lower than him.

Besides, among the crowd, there were the prince Kunpengzi, the two goddesses Dan Fairy and Dongmingyu. Anyone took action would be enough to kill him. He dared to challenge everyone.

"Idiot, you can guarantee that you can survive Zhao Wuji first, and then talk about it!" Shi Lingfeng sneered.

Seeing that Long Chen was challenging everyone without knowing how to do anything, Beitang Rushuang couldn't help but sigh. Long Chen was usually extremely cunning, but why did he become so stupid at this time and block all his path?

He is so provocative that even if he defeats Zhao Wuji, there will be strong people taking action. How will he deal with it?

If Long Chen did not provoke, if he could defeat Zhao Wuji, she and Nangong Zuiyue would stand on Long Chen's side. In this way, there would be room for maneuver in anything, but Long Chen would not leave any way out, which would make people panic.

"Sister Rushuang, don't worry, although Long Chen rarely looks very unreliable when he is serious.

But you have to believe that he is the most reliable person. He is the most serious only when fighting." Ye Lingshan sighed repeatedly when seeing Beitang Rushuang, and couldn't help but comfort her. She had been with Long Chen for so long and had a deep understanding of his character.

Ye Zhiqiu, who was beside him, had never said a word, but just looked at Long Chen's figure quietly. There were ripples in his beautiful eyes, but there was no trace of nervousness.

"Long Chen, you are so arrogant. Do you think you can support me in my hands?" Zhao Wuji sneered, his face was covered with scales, and he had turned into a hideous monster. His voice was more like the howl of a monster, extremely unpleasant.

"It's you who are arrogant. You have been slapped so many times. Do you remember it yourself? When you say these big words, doesn't your face hurt?" Long Chen looked at Zhao Wuji and said.

Everyone couldn't help but look strange, as if this was true. Everyone felt incredible when Zhao Wuji was slapped by Long Chen, and they didn't know how he did it.

"die"

Zhao Wuji was furious when the scar was exposed. He roared, and suddenly the scales were glowing. Two black scale wings were stretched out on his back. The wings shook, like a black phantom, rushed towards Long Chen, and the crescent moon sickle in his hand ruthlessly slashed.
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