Supreme Divine Book

The Eagle Emperor's eyes released a sharp light, as if he wanted to kill Han Chen on the spot.    

The palm that seemed to have transformed into an eagle's claw tore through the air and rushed towards Han Chen's head with an unstoppable might.    

Han Chen's pupils contracted as a trace of golden light flashed past his pitch-black eyes.    

Eye of Space!    

In the next moment, a majestic spatial energy erupted from his body. The space distorted and one could see the sharp claw of the Eagle Emperor suddenly pause for a moment in the air.    

In that instant, Han Chen disappeared from his original position, and following that, the Sky Sword started to shine with an incomparably resplendent light, with the power to cut through the skies, it flew straight towards the Eagle Emperor's head.    

"Whoosh!"    

The Sky Sword released a clear metallic hum, and the sword aura that lingered around the sword blade was like a swimming dragon and spirit snake. Under Han Chen's control, it fiercely rushed towards its opponent.    

The speed was so fast that it was impossible to guard against.    

The Eagle Emperor's sharp eyes congealed, his throat moved slightly, and his sharp mouth opened slightly. "Squeak!" Along with a sharp eagle cry, a white afterimage immediately separated from his body, heading straight for Han Chen's Sky Sword.    

On a closer look, this white afterimage was actually an awe-inspiring eagle. It gave off an unshakable aura that looked down upon all living things.    

"Bam!"    

The collision of these two terrifying powers was like the collision of two mountains.    

Space violently trembled and distorted, and the chaotic energy wantonly surged out, splashing everywhere.    

"Cloud Breaking Palm!"    

The Eagle Emperor roared angrily, and the right hand that had transformed into a sharp eagle claw swept out a raging wave of power towards Han Chen.    

Han Chen was not afraid in the slightest. He used the power of the Great Desolate with his left hand and the dense power of the Desolate Attribute covered his entire palm. The grey light seemed to soar like that of a demonic flame.    

"Boom!"    

The raging palm power collided squarely with each other, and a circle of greyish-white shock wave instantly spread out in all directions. As the sky shook, all the demon troops within ten thousand meters were sent flying.    

The expression of all the demons below changed, and their expressions became grave.    

"This child is truly extraordinary. If we don't eliminate him today, he will definitely become a disaster in the future."    

"That's right, the next step is for the Solitary Falcon to perform."    

"Since we haven't been able to capture him for such a long time, the Solitary Falcon must be going all out now."    

In less than half a cup of tea's time, the fierce battle between the two sides had reached its climax.    

Aside from the confrontation between the eight pinnacle experts, Shen Yu, Chi Ming and more than a dozen sage realm experts from the Spirit Demoness were also surrounded by the Demon Clan experts.    

Fortunately, this time Pu Canghun had brought out all of the elite members of the upper echelons of the Spirit Demoness.    

None of them were ordinary people. Even though they were surrounded, the crowd was still able to resist.    

Of course, the people of Spirit Demoness could only sustain a short battle in this state. As time passed, he would eventually be unable to hold on.    

At this moment, Han Chen, Pu Canghun's side were all fighting.    

Only the black-robed figure was quietly floating in the air, just like the hundreds of thousands of Demon Lord onlookers, acting as a spectator.    

He was in the rear of the battle, and he looked like a passerby.    

What was even more surprising was that none of the demon experts paid attention to him.    

From beginning to end, no demon powerhouse had rushed forward to launch an attack.    

It was as if everyone had forgotten about him, as if he were a transparent person with a very strange aura.    

"Boom boom boom!"    

The intense battle became even more intense.    

In the air above this land of demons, everyone could no longer see the figures of Pu Canghun and Dark Lord.    

In the void of the Ninth Heaven, on one side was a monstrous black demonic energy, and on the other side was a resplendent golden tsunami.    

The two different colored forces continued to attack each other, wantonly fusing together.    

It covered the sky and covered the land.    

Everyone could only see that within the dense fog of light, they could vaguely make out two sharp illusions that were like aurora lights, and their voices were like thunder as they unceasingly clashed with each other.    

Everyone was secretly shocked. For now, neither Pu Canghun nor the Dark Lord had the upper hand.    

Compared to that, the fight between Yan Wu and the Dark Emperor's Scarlet Seat was much clearer.    

The rhythm of Yan Wu's attacks continuously increased in intensity, showing signs of fighting for time.    

"Hehe, Demon Marshall Yan Wu, are you in a hurry?"    

He, who was shrouded in a fog, was like a ghost.    

Yan Wu frowned, her beautiful eyes subconsciously sweeping in the direction of the God Demon Arena, yet she once again unleashed an even more violent attack.    

As for the Snake Emperor, she had been completely suppressed by Zhongli Yanchang.    

Zhongli Yanchang's Emperor Seal had a myriad of changes, and was extremely profound. The area within a radius of ten miles was filled with resplendent runes.    

This endless destructive power was like an iron lock locking down the heavens, causing the Serpent Emperor who was enveloped within to be extremely passive. At the back, he could only defend, unable to find an opportunity to retaliate.    

"The one from the sacred door is indeed powerful. Even the Snake Emperor found it difficult to defeat him!"    

"If nothing unexpected happens, then the victor should be the first one to be decided."    

"Not necessarily. Lord Eagle Emperor is obviously getting serious now." That brat Han Chen will not be able to hold on much longer. "    

"Bang bang!"    

Sparks flew everywhere in the clash between Han Chen and the Eagle Emperor.    

In the blink of an eye, the two collided once again. The sword and the claw collided. The shockingly explosive power caused tremors to shake the heavens and the earth.    

"The heart has a sword, the sword is formless!"    

Han Chen secretly shouted, and in the next moment, all of the heaven and earth spirit energy within a radius of several tens of kilometers was immediately gathered above Han Chen's head. In the blink of an eye, an illusory, transparent gigantic sword shadow appeared in the sky.    

Everything could be a sword.    

"Formless Sword, slash!"    

Han Chen was pointing at the Eagle Emperor in front of him.    

"Swoosh!"    

That illusory sword shadow descended downwards, slashing towards the Eagle Emperor below.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

The entire space was shaking uneasily. The sky and the earth changed color, and a storm was brewing. Around the gigantic sword projection, thick waves of white Qi were rapidly rotating around the sword. An endless amount of destructive power came crashing over.    

"What a terrifying sword force!" An exclamation came from the crowd below.    

"This kid is actually a Sword Saint."    

Under the shocked gazes of hundreds of thousands of people present, the formless sword that was the most powerful of them all was swung at the Eagle Emperor with an unstoppable force.    

"Boom boom boom!"    

With the Solitary Falcon at the center, an incomparably loud explosion occurred, and the overwhelming sword force stirred up a storm of wind.    

Several mountain peaks in the area below were directly shattered and collapsed. A terrifying sword aura that was like a halo of stars had forcefully flattened several mountain peaks.    

The powerful and stunning formless sword attacked the Eagle Emperor with the most ferocity.    

The Solitary Falcon had been too careless, too careless!    

He would never have thought that a young boy would have such a terrifying cultivation level.    

Seventh stage of Entering the Saint realm!    

Sword Saint Realm!    

Han Chen's battle strength was' savage ', and directly shocked the entire audience.    

"Bang, bang!"    

The power of the formless sword was everywhere.    

The Solitary Falcon's skin started to burst open again and again, and blood started to gush out of his wounds like a fountain.    

In the midst of his shock, the Solitary Falcon was thoroughly enraged.    

Being injured by such a junior was definitely something that the Eagle Emperor, one of the three great heads of the Dark Lord, would not tolerate.    

"Little bastard, congratulations on successfully angering me. Next up, I want you to die without an intact corpse!"    

"Boom!"    

As his voice fell, a dazzling white light erupted from the Eagle Emperor's body.    

It was comparable to a dazzling divine sun, blotting out the sky and covering the earth as it bloomed in the nine heavens.    

The dark Infernal domain became abnormally bright.    

Everyone present was surprised by the Solitary Falcon's response.    

"Screech!"    

A loud and clear cry resounded through the sky as the aura of the Eagle Emperor rose.    

Under the astonished gazes of countless people, that white light revealed an enormous object with a hundred feet body. This colossal creature was actually a giant eagle. Each feather was as white as jade. His entire body was emitting an extremely powerful aura that looked down on everything.    

"Han Chen, be careful. Don't get hit by his' Eagle Light '!"    

Yan Wu, who was fighting with the Dark Emperor, reminded him.    

Han Chen frowned, his eyes serious.    

As expected of one of the three great Demon Emperors of the Demon Region, his earlier move 'Invisible Sword' was enough to kill any expert at the seventh level of Entering the Saint realm.    

The Eagle King had only suffered minor injuries.    

"Looks like I'll have to use that move," a cold glint flashed in the corner of Han Chen's eyes as the aura of the seventh stage of the Entering the Saint realm unreservedly erupted from his body.    

The Eagle Emperor's sharp eyes were filled with a sinister light.    

"Jie Jie, you won't be hit by this emperor's eagle light? Is that possible? "    

"Die!"    

As the sound of his voice faded, the enormous body of the Solitary Falcon immediately began to emit a blinding white light. An unprecedented destructive aura continuously gushed out from his body. The sky darkened and the sky lost color.    

"Eagle's Might!" "World Exterminating God's Punishment!"    

"Buzz buzz!"    

In a split-second, countless white divine lights burst out from the Eagle Emperor's body.    

The earth-shattering divine light emitted a destructive aura. Wherever the eagle's light went, even dust would disappear without a trace. Everything in Heaven and Earth was destroyed.    

A power comparable to the light of the divine sun gushed down.    

The countless demon experts present all believed that Han Chen would be destroyed by the Solitary Falcon.    

This Eagle Radiance was definitely a killing technique.    

"Heh, the rumored Solitary Falcon is merely mediocre …"    

However, the corner of Han Chen's mouth raised into a cold arc, and a monstrous sword intent surged into the sky like a volcanic eruption.    

"Boom!"    

His voice had just fallen when a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering bolt of lightning exploded above the nine heavens.    

In the next second, a violent gale arose. The earth-shattering black clouds gathered above the group of people, wantonly churning and surging. The heaven-shocking momentum galloped like ten thousand galloping horses.    

Immediately after, in the middle of the rolling black clouds, a white beam of light descended from the sky, like the divine light cast by the gods and buddhas, directly landing on the Sky Sword in Han Chen's palm.    

"This is?"    

Seeing this scene, all the demon experts widened their eyes as their body and mind involuntarily trembled.    

An endless destructive aura filled the skies, everyone felt as if the sky would collapse at any moment.    

But just as Han Chen was about to be engulfed by the eye-piercing eagle light, the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, the terrifying sword intent causing the dark clouds above the nine heavens to spin extremely fast.    

The wind and clouds stirred, the heavens shook.    

The white Holy Radiance that poured down from the nine heavens, rapidly converged towards the Sky Sword.    

Circles of dense, white air swirled around the sword's body like starlight.    

"Sword Drawing Heaven Severing Art!"    

(These days, Chasing Haze is having an annual meeting. To be honest, I'm quite disappointed.) I was nominated before, but then I got disqualified.    

At first, I thought it was nothing. After all, that's where the God went.    

But when I saw the flowers of the annual party, I felt a pang in my heart.    

Because there are a lot of authors whose main station scores are not as good as mine, at least on the surface.    

Of course, not being able to do so last year, regret was essential.    

But what I want to say is, I'm definitely not the worst. The The Supreme Divine Diagram is not a piece of work that no one cares about.    

There will be no last year's meeting this year, so fight for it next year. Not next year, come back the next year    

Brothers, I'm begging for support here. This month, let's work together and raise the results of the divine diagram to a whole new level.    

If you have fresh flowers, please throw them at me. If you have conditions, we can only give a small reward.    

Let us tell Chasing Lang's editors, with the best results, that I am also qualified to attend Chasing Lang's annual meeting.    

In order to repay the brothers' support, the following plot will be even more exciting and I will write even better. and try to explode as soon as possible after the middle of the month.    

It all depended on the brothers. Kill! Sword Draw Heaven Cutting Art!