Chapter 4826

As Zi Chen arrived outside, the giant wolf opened its mouth and a terrifying fluctuation spread out.

Zi Chen had killed demons before, and more than one at that. But the demons of another world were completely different concepts from here.

Zi Chen stood in front of the other party. Just the aura suppression was hard to withstand and suffocate him.

Energy shook around him. With the power of yin and yang protecting his body, Zi Chen blocked this pressure.

The giant demon wolf's eyes flashed with surprise. It was surprised that a Saint Lord could resist its aura.

"You're not slow."

Zi Chen faintly smiled. Facing the demon level, he didn't fear it at all. The flowing saber appeared in his hand.

If before Zi Chen had used his energy to block this aura, then with the flowing saber in his hand, he had the confidence to fight the demon.

This time Zi Chen no longer suppressed the aura of the flowing saber. After fully releasing it, the infernal energy of the flowing saber caused even Langmo's expression to change.

In his true body state, his senses were extremely sharp. He could sense the infernal energy of the demon level contained within the saber.

In other words, this saber had once been stained with the blood of demons, and more than one at that.

"Spirit World has been sealed away for countless years, yet there is still such a vicious saber?"

The swallowing force around him vanished. Langmo looked at the flowing saber in front of him. At this moment, he understood why his people had suffered such heavy losses.

With this saber, he didn't need any secret arts to easily kill those of the same level.

Just the grade of this saber was something he had never seen before in his life!

Seeing the giant wolf withdraw its aura, Zi Chen said, "If I said that last time was a misunderstanding, would you believe me?"

The giant wolf's suppressed emotions instantly erupted. "Die!"

Its claw fell. The void twisted but it didn't shatter.

It wasn't that Langmo had restrained his strength, but that the monster race had invaded. Saint Spirit World's world was gradually returning to normal, and even the void was being reinforced.

If it weren't for last time, Langmo might not have been so angry. It was because of Zi Chen's slaughter that the wolf race suffered heavy losses and delayed their invasion. They could only use five demons to fill in the gaps.

That's five demons!

The Wolf Clan had been passed down for countless generations, but only eight demons had appeared.

In the face of this terrifying attack, Zi Chen did not counterattack. Instead, he placed his saber in front of him and chose to defend himself.

The power of Yin and Yang gathered crazily towards the Flowing Blade, and the murderous aura became more and more terrifying.

Zi Chen blocked with his saber.

Boom!

The claw landed and hit the Flowing Saber. A huge tremor was heard in the void as Zi Chen was sent flying backward.

Divine light surged on his body, neutralizing the remaining power of this attack.

Three thousand meters away, Zi Chen stabilized his body. With the help of the Flowing Breaking Blade, he managed to block the attack without suffering any damage.

Rays of light appeared behind them as Tyrant and the others followed them out.

"Don't come over!"

Zi Chen glanced behind him and immediately shouted to stop him.

Even with the Flowing Broken Blade, it was already so difficult for him, let alone the others.

Lang Mo's gaze, looking at those people in the distance, had a strange look in his eyes.

Those people all had weapons in their hands. Through their auras, they were all demon-grade materials.

This was also the reason why they could stand in the same world as him. Otherwise, how could mere Saint Venerables have the qualifications to stand under the might of a demon?

His eyes flickered. "Fortunately, I didn't swallow your world. I didn't expect such a small place to have so many good things."

The weapons in Zi Chen's hands made Lang Mo very envious.

Although the weapons in the hands of those people behind him were a bit crude, the materials themselves were extraordinary. It was also excellent to use as a reward for the juniors.

It could be said that at a glance, everything was a treasure.

Once he had these things, the overall strength of his wolf clan could increase by another 65%. If he could obtain Zi Chen's weapons, the overall strength of his wolf clan could double.

So what if he lost five demons? I, Lang Mo, with a single saber, can still intimidate everyone!

When it thought of this scene, its Spectral Eye gradually became fiery as it stared fixedly at Zi Chen.

In the next moment, he charged forward.

A strong storm appeared in the void. The storm was formed by countless wind blades. It was abnormally terrifying. Wherever it passed, cracks appeared in the unstable void.

The monk and the others stood in place. As the wind from the edge attacked, small wounds appeared on their bodies.

Not to mention getting close, even standing in place was difficult.

Just as they retreated, a bright saber light appeared in their vision. The terrifying hurricane was split in two. The saber light soared into the sky and landed on Lang Mo's head.

A powerful force surged, and the surrounding phenomenon disappeared.

Zi Chen held the saber with both hands. The Flowing Saber trembled and buzzed.

In front of him, a bloody wound appeared on Lang Mo's forehead. He was actually injured.

Standing in the distance, Lang Feng saw this scene and his expression changed. The other party was just a Saint Venerable. Even if he had an extraordinary weapon, it should be impossible for him to injure the old ancestor.

Of course, the most shocking thing was that with the physique of the monster race, this injury would quickly heal. Perhaps in the blink of an eye.

This was a natural reaction of the body. There was no need for additional control.

But no, the old ancestor's injury had not healed yet.

What was going on?

One after another, planets disappeared from Zi Chen's senses. They were the star fields that Mo Yizhan had occupied. Other monsters were coming.

"Lang Mo, that saber is strange."

A voice came from the side. It was a black leopard. It walked over from the star field that disappeared.

When it came closer, it turned into human form and looked at Zi Chen. "Kid, your weapon is not bad. Give it to me. I, Leopard You, will protect you from now on!"

Swoosh!

Lang Mo turned into human form. There was a clear line of blood between his eyebrows.

He looked at Leopard You. "You want to be enemies with my Wolf Clan?"

Leopard You waved his hand. "Don't be so absolute. Only those who are fated will know. I feel that I am fated with this kid."

"Since you're talking about fate, I, Hu Lan, also feel that I am fated with this kid."

A ferocious tiger flew over from the distance and turned into a man in flowery robes.

Zi Chen's expression became serious. He was not afraid of a single demon. With the Flowing Saber in hand, he could fight one or two.

But three of them came at once. This was troublesome.

And from his senses, the nearby planets were still disappearing. Clearly, more demons were coming in this direction.

"Kid, what are you waiting for? Tell me who is your fated partner."

Leopard You stared at Zi Chen coldly. "If you say it well, you will be rewarded. If you don't, you will die!"

Zi Chen seemed to think about it seriously. "It's a little difficult. Why don't the three of you choose one first? I don't really care."

A loud laugh came from the horizon. "Leopard You, this Spirit Tribe member is trying to drive a wedge between you. It seems that he thinks the three of you are fools."

Zi Chen quickly said, "If I say no, would you believe me?"

Leopard You's eyes were filled with cold killing intent. "I believe you, so you must believe me. I am really hungry, so I need your world to satisfy my hunger.

Trust me, this is not revenge. "