In the fairy ring, Ao Jiao reminded him quickly.

Seeing that Ao Jiao was very anxious, Xiao Chen didn't care about physical and mental fatigue and moved his body to walk over.

But suddenly his eyes turned, and Wang Yuzhu's eyes were full of hope and he was fascinated by the glorious eyes.

Oops, I kind of forgot about this person's existence.

Although he has always been very accurate in his opinion, Xiao Chen is really unsure whether he can defeat this half-step Martial Emperor in his current state, so he can't help but be nervous.

If the other party becomes greedy, he can only choose to escape alone and it is not appropriate to fight at this moment.

Wang Yuzhu felt Xiao Chen's gaze and smiled awkwardly: "This is the essence of Emperor Wu's natal life. I have heard of it before, but it was the first time I saw it, and I was a little fascinated."

Xiao Chen said calmly: "It's okay, I understand."

If the other party wants to fight, now is the best opportunity. When he absorbs these essences of life, he will not have any chance after he takes a breath.

After all, he and Wang Yuzhu have never shared life and death, nor have they ever had a heart to do. They just took this opportunity to test each other.

<     If you can tolerate temptation and greed and don’t do it to yourself, then this friend can really make friends. Let Ao Jiao be alert for him, Xiao Chen took two steps at a time and came to Mr. Hong’s body.

Just as he was about to sit cross-legged, the Qinglong martial soul, which turned into a Nascent Soul in his dantian, was about to roar again. While Xiao Chen was weak, he wanted to try his best to break through his suppression.

From entering the Dragon Tomb, Xiao Chen felt an inexplicable existence calling him. The Qinglong Martial Soul wanted to chant for a long time and respond to this inexplicable call.

Because she was concerned about the existence of Yi Ling and others, Xiao Chen had always suppressed the Qinglong martial soul and prevented it from responding to the inexplicable call.

At this moment, the Qinglong Martial Soul took advantage of his weak opportunity to respond to the inexplicable call.

Xiao Chen was cautious by nature and responded to the inexplicable pull of the ancient dragon tomb, not knowing what would happen. He would wait until his strength recovered and was safer to suppress the Qinglong martial soul again to prevent him from responding to the call.

After calming down and sitting cross-legged, Xiao Chen began to absorb the essence of life that Mr. Hong dispersed.

A stream of surging energy was sucked into Xiao Chen's body. Xiao Chen was surprised to find that the power of the law that he had been consumed was recovering at an extremely fast rate.

Soon, the recovery was completed, and more than 20,000 powers of laws were spreading around the heart of the emperor like a dragon.

Then, the power of Hongmeng began to recover, with a slower degree, but it was many times faster than Xiao Chen's use of the essence stone to recover.

After all the strength was restored, Xiao Chen realized that his cultivation level began to grow.

The essence of Emperor Wu was pouring in continuously, and his power of laws was increasing one by one, and the number was more than ten times faster than practicing with the essence stone.

No wonder Ao Jiao asked herself to be quicker and not waste it. The essence of Martial Emperor's life is really a great replenishment, which is much stronger than some holy-level elixirs and heavenly treasures.

Wang Yuzhu looked at Emperor Wu's life power and was absorbed by Xiao Chen bit by bit. The envious look in his eyes could not be concealed at all, but he had no greed.

"Such an opportunity is really enviable."

With the realm of the Great Perfection Quasi-Emperor, killing the Martial Emperor is probably not able to do such a despicable thing from ancient times to the present.

However, his mysterious battle flag should be an Emperor treasure. It is not surprising that the peak attack of Emperor treasure can indeed severely damage an unprepared Martial Emperor.

But isn’t Dibao necessary to use the power of Hongmeng to truly control it?

Could it be that Xiao Chen also has the power of Hongmeng?

All kinds of doubts entrenched in my heart, making Wang Yuzhu puzzled.

In front of the Fire Dragon General's cemetery, Yi Ling did not wait for a long time, and the Wu Emperor who went out to chase and killed each brought the bodies of a half-step Wu Emperor and returned successfully one after another.

Two hours passed, and except for Old Man Hong, all the Wu Emperors had arrived.

"Strange, why haven't Old Man Hong come back yet?" A Wu Emperor said, looking a little confused.

One person joked: "If you don't know two half-step martial emperor-level masters, he can't deal with them."

A hint of worry flashed across the Red Martial Emperor's eyes and he pondered: "Forget it, don't worry about him for now. The boy wearing a mask is a bit difficult, I'm afraid he will really run away by him."

"Well, that masked boy does give people a sense of mystery. I guess Old Man Hong lost his pursuit and was a little shameless to come back."

Several people felt that with Mr. Hong's strength, there would be no accidents, and the only possibility was to chase him and lose him.

I guess no matter what they think, they would never have thought that Mr. Hong had been killed by Xiao Chen, and he didn't even have the chance to self-destruct, and his essence of life was almost absorbed by Xiao Chen.

Yi Ling looked at the corpse under his feet and looked at the road ahead. On both sides of the road were the dragon clan puppets guarding the dragon tomb, and there were hundreds of people on both sides of the left and right.

There is a concave formation at the end of the road. If you want to open the gate of the Fire Dragon General’s cemetery, you can only pass this formation.

Yi Ling waited for a while, and before he could come, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's not wait for him. The corpses under his feet are enough, let's go!"

"Young Master Yi, the imperial-level puppets of the dragon clan on both sides, we will attack as soon as we go over. Wouldn't we make any preparations?"

Yi Ling's mouth curled slightly: "I said I could leave, but I could leave naturally. Do you really think that my name is the Dragon Slaying One, is it a false reputation?"

After saying that, he raised his foot and walked ahead of time, a strange aura appeared on his body, which made the Martial Emperor next to him feel a little scared and mysterious.

The dragon clan puppets on both sides actually trembled slightly under this aura, as if they were afraid.

If Xiao Chen was here, he would definitely recognize Yi Ling's aura when he saw that he completely released his momentum.

That's right, this aura is exactly the same as the ghost bell that Xiao Chen had seen before, no different.

"There is really no attack!"

Several martial emperors opened their eyes wide and followed Yi Ling carefully, with an incredible look on their faces.

Step by step, I soon arrived at the end of the road, and Yi Ling ordered: "Bleed and fill the formation."

The others did as they said, putting the blood from the bodies of several half-step Emperors into the formation.

Yi Ling took out the dragon-shaped key and started playing with it. There happened to be a round hole in the center of the ancient formation, which fits very well with the key in Yi Ling's hand.

Buzzing!

The dragon clan puppets on both sides trembled even more intensely, as if they were about to break through the shackles at any time and attacked them in groups.

Emperor Red Martial Arts was frightened to see that if these more than a hundred imperial-level puppets of the Dragon Clan attacked at the same time, even he would be a little unable to withstand it.

He said with some uncertainty: "Young Master Yi, there will be no mistake!"

Yi Ling smiled confidently on her face: "I have been in and out of many dragon tombs, big and small, but I have never fallen into trouble once."

Emperor Hongwu smiled, but his heart was still a little shadowy. The boy wearing a mask was a little confused.

Mr. Hong has never come back and can't feel completely at ease.

After absorbing the essence of Mr. Hong's life, Xiao Chen opened his eyes reluctantly.

Feel carefully and realize that the power of my own law has increased by a total of five thousand paths, and has reached the level of twenty-five thousand paths again.

Unexpectedly, just killing one Martial Emperor today will increase its cultivation by one quarter, which can be compared with thousands of essence stones, and it will come even faster.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but think about it. If he killed a few more martial emperors, wouldn't he have to practice anymore?

But when you think about it, it is still not advisable.

This time, the main reason was that the other party was too careless and did not know that he had condensed the heart of the emperor and could control an imperial treasure.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to kill with one blow, and even self-destruction would not give the other party this opportunity.

For ordinary Wu Emperor, even if you kill the other person, it will be difficult for him to stop the other person from self-destructing. In addition, such actions are not the right way and he always wants to do this. So what is the difference between him, Xiao Chen and those evil cultivators?

In fact, Xiao Chen’s cultivation experience is not different from that of ordinary casual cultivators. For a long time, he has not fallen into depravity because his original intention has not changed.

If he changes his original intention, even if his strength increases, he will not be the one Xiao Chen.

Ao Jiao reminded: "Stop savoring it, it will be the first time that there will be such a big effect. Hurry up and see what treasures there are on Mr. Hong."

Xiao Chen smiled, came to his senses, pulled out his reincarnation battle flag, and blood splattered.

Then I searched on Mr. Hong's chest, and as for the other party's space ring, I can only look at it. The space rings of the quasi-emperor are all prohibited, let alone the space rings of the Martial Emperor.

I just think it's a pity that if I could open this ring, I would probably make a big profit.

No matter how poor a Martial Emperor's wealth is, tens of millions of black star coins are bound to be indispensable, and all kinds of spare elixirs are not missing.

The ones that Emperor Wu carried with him must be nothing good. No matter who is rare, they must be placed in the ring, just like Xiao Chen himself.

Xiao Chen, who had no hope at first, found a talisman seal, with complex and mysterious patterns painted on it, which were simple and boundless.

Looking up, Wang Yuzhu came over and stared at the golden sign in his hand, as if he knew him.

"Brother Wang, do you know what this is?" Xiao Chen asked casually when he saw this.

Wang Yuzhu said: "I have seen Old Man Hong use this talisman when he set up a formation. He engraved the pattern on the talisman on the ground, then activate the talisman and put it in the array eye. A formation that can defend against ordinary martial emperors will be formed."

Ao Jiao obviously knew more and explained to Xiao Chen in the Immortal Spirit Ring: "This is a more commonly used formation by Emperor Wu, called the Vajra Demon Control Formation. Now the formations of the Martial Arts Era are all derived from the Buddhist, Taoist and Confucian schools of the Immortal Arts Era. The formations of the two Taoist and Confucian schools are relatively rare, most of which are Buddhist formations, and the Vajra Demon Control Formation is a Buddhist formation."

"I'll try it."
Chapter completed!