C1168 Old Demon Wang Kun!
C1168 Old Demon Wang Kun!
"Hmm? You actually know my name? " Wang Kun looked at Xiao Chen in surprise, and at the same time, the woman also looked at Xiao Chen, and said in surprise: "You actually know this old demon?"
"Hahaha, so it's you, Xiao Chen. I never thought that not only did you come to the Immortal World, you were even the one who saved me. We are truly fated." After sizing up Xiao Chen for a while, Wang Kun had an additional memory as he laughed out loud while looking at Xiao Chen.
"We are fated to be together, because fate has decreed that you will die by my hands!" The sword in Xiao Chen's hand pointed straight at Wang Kun.
"Hahaha, you can't kill me with your Worldly Immortal cultivation!" Hearing that, Wang Kun laughed out loud, the black fog in the hall trembled, and Wang Kun's imposing manner continued to rise.
"If a Worldly Immortal can't kill you, then what about Earthly Immortal? What about a Heavenly Immortal?" Xiao Chen said calmly, at the same time, he shouted in his heart: "All Immortal energy will be released and levelled up system!"
As Xiao Chen's voice fell, the aura of his body grew stronger. The Worldly Immortals, Earthly Immortal, Heavenly Immortals, and all the way until the third level of the Heavenly Immortal Stage, had stopped. All of the immortal energy that Xiao Chen had accumulated over such a long period of time had been used up.
"unparalleled battle spirit!"
Suddenly, Xiao Chen's aura rose straight to the sixth level of the Heavenly Immortal Stage.
When the woman saw Xiao Chen directly breaking through from Worldly Immortal to Sky Immortal, she was already completely dumbfounded. However, Wang Kun did not have any expression on his face.
"So what if you've broken through to the Celestial Immortal Realm? You're nothing more than a paper tiger." Wang Kun sneered.
"You can try if it's a paper tiger or not!" Xiao Chen said indifferently, at the same time, tens of thousands of Immortal swords appeared behind him, with Ling Tian's sword as the leader, a wave of Sword Qi that covered the sky filled the entire palace.
"The Sword Qi of that Sword Saint bitch?" Wang Kun frowned, then looked at Xiao Chen: "Is this not enough?"
"Then what about it?"
Xiao Chen said again, the left eye flashed red, forming the Sword of Slaughter, the black flame on his right hand flashed.
Wang Kun's eyes became serious: "Sword of Slaughter, Netherworld Flame!"
In his memories, the Sword of Slaughter s and the Netherworld Flame's memories were the most profound.
"Do you still have a life left? Even if you shed your skin, you'll just have to kill one more time." Xiao Chen said indifferently, his eyes filled with sharpness.
Seeing this expression, in Wang Kun's eyes, made him even more wary.
"What's with the molting?" the woman suddenly asked.
"This is one of their kind, a life-saving Innate divine abilities!" Xiao Chen casually explained to the woman, including the Chameleon's other abilities.
Wang Kun's expression became increasingly dark, "It seems like the remnant spirit in your body is not simple, to actually have such an understanding of my imperial family, it seems like I need to kill all of you here!"
As his voice fell, the black fog trembled, and the dense killing intent made Xiao Chen feel as if he had fallen into an abyss of ice.
"Old Devil, no wonder you were able to revive even after Lord Sword Saint had killed you. In the end, you had no choice but to drag out your wounded body, consume your own life, and kill your Seal. So you actually had such a Innate divine abilities!"
The woman said, her eyes filled with determination, "However, based on time, you only have one life left. Then, I will leave you here right now as repayment for the Lord Sword Saint's grace."