"Xiao Chen." Ao Jiao asked with a nervous look on her face, her eyes full of worry.

Xiao Chen turned around and smiled slightly, saying that he was fine, and then while Ao Jiao was not paying attention, he pulled Ao Jiao Xun into the fairy ring with a move with his right hand.

The exit of the ring was sealed, and another mouthful of blood was spit out.

Mu Xiyan felt a step forward, stretched out her hand and put it on Xiao Chen's shoulder. A pink light appeared in her palm, which quickly penetrated into Xiao Chen's body.

Xiao Chen suddenly felt that all the pain had disappeared, but his injuries were still not healed. This should be a succubus talent that temporarily paralyzes the pain.

The originally lively death swamp was now gone without a mixed-blood demon. The Martial Emperor from all sides was pressing over step by step.

A siege was formed to seal off all the retreat routes of Xiao Chen and his group.

The twelve half-step Wu Emperors, with their powerful aura, oppressed them, making them even difficult to breathe.

Even if you meet one of these half-step Martial Emperors on weekdays, Xiao Chen and Dugu Ao dare not say that they can easily defeat them. At this moment, twelve gathered together and there was no hope at all.

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Xiao Chen looked over one by one. The two half-step martial emperors of the god clan should have been sent by the God Emperor Qitian.

Needless to say, the two half-step martial emperors of the Ghost Clan must have been sent by the Ghost Emperor Dongyue. The two half-step martial emperors of the Corpse Clan were naturally sent by the Corpse God Xing Tian.

As for the six human strong men wearing masks, Xiao Chen's mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of mocking expression.

Since all the people have been sent out, what are you doing with a mask? Can the mask cover the appearance on your face and cover the breath of the martial soul of the holy beast on your body?

As soon as the six human races’ half-step Martial Emperors appeared, Xiao Chen knew that they were the three holy lords of the Three Holy Lands.

But the other party didn't want to tear the last layer of face and put a mask on his own. It was ridiculous.

At the same time, in an endless distant place, Kunlun Da 6 Zhongzhou Wushen Palace, the place where Thunder King is retreating.

The old and hard-faced Thunder King sat cross-legged and was talking to the two phantoms in front of him.

The masters of the Phantom are one of the Emperor Haotian, the new supreme emperor of the Kunlun Great Six Clan, and the other is the most powerful emperor of the Spirit Fox King Demon Clan, and are also masters of the supreme level.

"King Thunder, we really won't help this time?" The phantom belonging to Emperor Haotian showed a hint of worry on his face and spoke.

What he mentioned was naturally the matter of several supreme sects to prevent Xiao Chen from seizing the flower of life.

The God Emperor of the God Clan's Abandoned Heaven, the Ghost Emperor of the Ghost Clan's Dongyue Ghost Emperor, and the Corpse God Xing Tian, ​​can reverse the way of heaven and calculate Xiao Chen's disaster point, so they can naturally calculate it.

The old face of Thunder King was calm and said lightly: "Don't take action, just let it go. The disaster point is the disaster point. If we do it deliberately, it will only make this disaster point, and the difficulty will be added to the difficulty, and there is no meaning."

The speech paused, and the Thunder King continued, "And even I can't see through the disaster this time. The number of variables is really puzzling."

Emperor Haotian and King Ling Fox looked at each other, and they were both a little surprised. King Ling Fox said tentatively: "What variable?"

The Thunder King shook his head: "There is only one I can see, and there is another one. No matter how you look at it, the man clearly does not have the strong luck like Xiao Chen, but it just makes people unable to understand and see through it."

Emperor Haotian was still a little worried: "I really don't need to take action. This time, even the Three Saints Lords couldn't help but take action."

The Thunder King nodded firmly and said, "No need to take action, they all know where the bottom line is and will not do anything randomly."

After the conversation ended, the phantoms of Emperor Haotian and King Ling Fox flashed a few times and disappeared into the secret room, leaving only the Thunder King.

After the two left, the Thunder King's face became even older. He murmured: "What is the second variable, and why can't you see through it at all..."

After saying that, he unwilling to calculate that the life force on his body was quickly consumed, and strands of rich life essence almost turned into substances and emerged from the top of his head.

After a moment, the Thunder King opened his eyes and saw a young man with a long sword on his back and two black and white rays of light flashing on his body.

But the young man's face was blurry and he couldn't see clearly no matter what. The Thunder King was unwilling to give up and formed seals with his hands. The power of life that was passing was more.

Suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, the Thunder King finally saw the young man's face clearly and saw the pure gold flame burning in the young man's eyes.

A sudden look appeared on his face and murmured: "So that's it, you also left a backup plan..."

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In the Death Swamp, Xiao Chen looked at the twelve half-step martial emperors in the air and slowly spoke: "Duguao, please take Miss Mu away. They came for me and will not stop you."

Dugu Ao smiled when he heard this, and also looked at the twelve half-step martial emperors in the air, saying, "Brother Xiao, have you decided to give up?"

Give up?

Of course, there is no. But facing these twelve half-step martial emperors, each of them has strength that is not inferior to their own. If he wants to break through, even if he has that golden feather, it is impossible.

It’s not that he is underestimating himself, but that the situation in front of him is really unsolvable.

All he could do was choose an attitude, fight with his life, and even if he died tragically on the road to seeking, he would stick to the end and never give up.

Dugu Ao turned his head and smiled, "It's interesting, Brother Xiao has a moment of helplessness. Your face that is clearly asking for death is not something that is not giving up."

After a pause, Dugu Ao's face suddenly became extremely serious: "You once said some vows, don't violate them after you make a promise. I also tell you that if you choose to persist in some things, don't give up."

"These twelve half-step martial emperors, I, Dugu Ao, help you stop him, Xiyan, help me to stop him."

Before Xiao Chen could react, his shoulders were put on Mu Xiyan's palm, and he used the talented martial arts of the Success Clan to trap him in place while he was not prepared.

In the distance, Pei Yan and his party, who had escaped a long time, expanded their mental perception to the maximum and were quietly observing everything here.

Some of them who noticed the breath of the half-step Emperor Wu rushed over quietly and observed silently in an extremely distant place.

But he was extremely cautious. No one was moving forward, and he went closer to watch the fun.

The twelve foreign tribes' half-step martial emperors appeared in the human and demon paradise at the same time, which is a rare event throughout history.

Some powerful Martial Emperors, after hearing some escaped people, showed a look of horror on their faces after hearing the description of the person who had escaped.

Judging from this description, these half-step Martial Emperors seem to be direct subordinates of the Supreme Lord of Kunlun, which means the Supreme.

If there is a supreme emperor, he will attack the white-clothed swordsman.

For a moment, I never dared to give birth to the idea of ​​going to the death swamp quietly and lively. Even the old black iron monster, who could kill Emperor Wu, dared not act rashly.

The identity of the white-clothed swordsman was even more curious. What kind of existence was that it attracted so many supreme attacks at the same time.

There are many different opinions, but none of them can give the correct answer.

In the swamp of death.

Xiao Chen was sober, but his body could not move. Mu Xiyan used a strange technique to numb Xiao Chen's body.

A trace of pink energy rushed into the body, slowly repairing Xiao Chen's injuries.

It seems that this is not like a trapped magic, but more like a succubus healing skill.

Dugu Ao looked at the twelve half-step martial emperors in the air, stepped forward, blocked Xiao Chen, and silently looked at his attitude.

The powerful man from the gods in the air sneered arrogantly: "It's interesting, a mixed-race mixed man dares to meddle in other people's business."

"Do you know who you are facing now? The Martial Emperor of the Sea of ​​Demons has come out and he dares not stop us. You bastard dare to stand up for him."

"Get out quickly, even if you, Dugu Kuang, come, you won't dare to care about today's affairs."

"Take your woman away from here immediately, don't blame us for not warning you."

Dugu Ao's family background seems to be not simple in the sea of ​​humans and demons. The twelve half-step martial emperors who had never spoken have never spoken, all spoke coldly after seeing him stand up and did not take action as soon as possible.

In the far distance, many warriors who have been paying close attention to this place were stunned by the sight of Dugu Ao standing up.

"Are you stupid? You actually faced the twelve half-step martial emperors for the sake of the foreign tribe."

"It's over, I really want to die. I've told you to leave but you won't leave."

Regarding Dugu Ao's behavior, these mixed-race demons' fellow tribes are a little worthless for him.

But there are also some people who feel inexplicably sad when they hear Dugu Ao being called a bastard. No matter how proud he is, in the eyes of these outsiders, human demons are still considered to be a bastard.

Dugu Ao pulled the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled with a self-deprecating smile: "Are you a bastard? You are right. I, Dugu Ao, are indeed a bastard, and there is nothing to admit."

"I have the blood of the Abyss Demons flowing on me, but my Dugu's awesome heart is always proud. Even if I am a bastard, I am still one hundred times stronger than you, who are bullying the fewer and shameless, and are irresponsible."

"You guys will never understand some things, and the persistence and dreams of some people cannot tolerate you lackeys to defile them."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned blood red. As the wind blew, an extremely terrifying aura surged out of Duguao's body.

In Dugu Ao's body, a devil seemed to be released, and his body turned into a greedy funnel.

In the swamp of death, the boundless demonic energy was absorbed by Dugu Ao's body.

Let his momentum increase, and after a moment, he actually withstood the breath of twelve half-step quasi-emperors alone.

Suddenly, he suddenly took action, and a human-demon corpse flew over the ground. He opened his mouth and bit the corpse's neck.

In just a blink of an eye, all the blood in the corpse was sucked dry, and Dugu Ao's head turned blood red and continued to grow wildly.
Chapter completed!