Su Yunke's expression changed drastically at this moment, and this murderous aura brought him a powerful shock.
He looked at him and saw a figure almost flashing in the depths of the palace and appearing in front of him.
The person who came was handsome and handsome, with a slender figure of 1.89 meters long, and his golden round mouse ears could also show the characteristics of the Gold-Eating Rat Clan.
At this moment, he looked at the corpses everywhere in the palace and gradually appeared on his face.
"Your Highness!"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
And the remaining rat soldiers, when they saw the visitor, knelt on the ground in tears.
A rat captain choked and knelt down and said, "Your Highness, the king, and the queen have all been killed by this man-"
"What!"
Upon hearing this, Xiang Chen suddenly felt an uncontrollable terrifying murderous aura and anger in his heart.
His powerful spiritual sense directly invaded the sea of consciousness of the Rat Captain, and the Rat Captain had no will to resist. Soon, the recent memory appeared in Xiang Chen's mind.
The immortal suddenly came, killing the rat father and mother, killing and suppressing the four generals, and these scenes came to his mind.
As his eyes fell on the pile of broken pink shells in the corner - the mouse queen's favorite jewelry box - the boiling energy in his body suddenly stopped.
The words "Long live the mother's queen" are engraved on the shell, which are a gift he carved with his baby teeth when he was a hundred months old.
"ah----!!!"
A shrill roar shook half of the mountain. Xiang Chen inserted his hands into the earth, and the earth roared, and the rhythm was in line with the beating purple gold rat heart.
A dense Wanjie Dao pattern appeared on the surface of the heart, and each pattern was spitting out the Lihuo that burned the Eight Desolates.
The army of rat tribes gathering in the distance fell to their knees. They felt the severe pain from the depths of their blood - it was the woe of the crown prince's heart and the oath of the fire of revenge.
The celestial phenomena change. The metal ore veins that are thousands of miles apart melt into liquid themselves, condensed into the sky and the god of revenge in the sky. Each word is dripping hot iron, burning the birds passing by to ashes.
Xiang Chen was furious, and the rat father and mother were both parents he had already recognized in his heart. Although he had already surpassed them in terms of cognition, laws, and cultivation, family affection is family affection, and he never judged the level of the level by these.
"You are looking for death!" He looked at Su Yunke coldly with murderous intent and endless anger, and a terrifying law that transcends his own realm emerged.
The energy of the laws of heaven and earth immediately pressed Su Yunke's body suddenly fell from mid-air, and with a bang, the ground cracked, and Su Yunke was unable to move due to the power of the laws.
Shocking and horror appeared in his eyes, and then he felt a spiritual will that was dozens of times stronger than him penetrated into his mind.
An unbearable look of pain suddenly appeared on Su Yunke's face, and he covered his head and wailed.
His memory gradually appeared before Xiang Chen's eyes.
Su Yunke, the prince of Xingyuan Empire, joined the Age Sect and practiced in the 36th heavenly world of the Age Sect since childhood.
Now that my cultivation has broken through the Nine Realms of Heaven and Man, I have become an eternal true immortal, and I will conduct an introductory assessment of becoming an immortal. I need to defeat more than ten heretics of demons and immortals of the same realm.
Therefore, his assessment and trial battlefield was chosen here, Shanhaijie!
The King of Heaven Tiger, Dragon King, Python King, etc., have all been killed by him!
And his parents in this life!
"Ching of the Ancestral Buddhism,Ching of the Ancestral Buddhism - Hahaha, youChing of the Ancestral Buddhism, I haven't taken the initiative to cause trouble for you yet, give me two knives first!"
After reading his recent memories, Xiang Chen laughed in anger.
Then he looked at Su Yunke again, took back his terrible power of the law, and his cultivation level returned to the realm of Eternal True Immortality, and said coldly: "You are here to practice and evaluate the realm of becoming an immortal. Then I will use the power of the realm of Eternal True Immortality to let you feel what despair and gaps are!"
Su Yunke then regained his rationality, looked at Xiang Chen in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you? Do you know that I am the prince of Xingyuan Empire, a disciple of the Ancestral Sect, and my master is the Immortal Lord of the Golden Dragon——"
"waste!"
Xiang Chen interrupted him and sneered: "I will fight you with the realm of the eternal true immortal. If you can make me break a little bit of skin, I will let you go, otherwise - I will let you understand what the pain of soul refining is!"
Su Yunke's face turned red, but when he heard that the other party was in the realm of eternal true immortals, he was no longer so scared. After all, he was still under the secret protection of his seniors.
Su Yunke stepped on the Burning Sky Fire Clouds and hung in the air. The purple flame spear sucked and spit out the dark blue light that teared the space, and all the plants and trees within a radius of hundreds of miles were burnt.
He looked at Xiang Chen, who was flirting with white robe in the air, and his eyes burst into war: "So you are just the realm of eternal true immortals. Are you, a rat, just bluffing and scaring me?"
Before he finished speaking, the first "Pojun" had turned into a hundred-foot-foot-flame dragon and swooped down.
Wherever the gun passes, the space cracks like glazed glass, and the hot dragon breath melts the ground into magma.
Xiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back. The moment the flame dragon was about to penetrate his body, his right palm suddenly shone with a bronze luster, and he actually grabbed the dragon's head with his bare hands!
"Seven Demon-suppressing Spears? It's better to change it to the seventh tickling style." Xiang Chen's five fingers suddenly closed, and the flame dragon, which was comparable to the full-strength attack of the Eternal True Immortal, shattered like a clay sculpture.
Then, Xiang Chenren's palm appeared strangely on Su Yunke's shoulder. Su Yunke's right shoulder heard a crisp sound of bone cracking, and the entire arm bone was shattered out of thin air, and the purple flame gun almost broke out of hand.
The severe pain made Su Yunke's eyes red, and the second form "burning the sky" wrapped seven pillars of fire swept across the world.
A thousand miles of radius turned into a furnace instantly, and even the turbulent flow in space was burned red.
Xiang Chen opened his mouth and swallowed the flames, and the Kunpeng totem appeared in his chest, swallowing all the Burning Heaven's fire into his dantian: "It tastes good, but unfortunately the heat is insufficient, so he can't even boil the hot water, it's useless!"
As Xiang Chen rolled, his fingers hit his knee a little in the air. Su Yunke's left knee suddenly burst out with blood mist, and the patellar turned into powder.
He staggered back, and the tip of the gun plowed out a hundred feet of gully on the ground. The third "Splitting the Sky" made a hasty move. The purple flame gun turned into a dragon and walked through the void, but the moment he stabbed Xiang Chen's back heart, the tip of the gun was clamped by two fingers.
"The Way of Space?" Xiang Chen chuckled and pinched Su Yunke's sternum with his left hand: "I was tired of playing before you were born!"
In the crisp sound of bone cracks, twelve ribs collapsed at the same time, and the blood mist sprayed by Su Yunke condensed into ice crystals in the air - even the essence and blood were frozen.
When the seventh style "Zhan Tian" was crushed by Xiang Chen with his shoulder, Su Yunke was already slumped in the deep pit like a rag.
The golden blood gushed out of his seven orifices gathered into a blood pool at the bottom of the pit, and only the skull was left intact. The demon-refining pot rushed out from his eyebrows, and the chaotic aura that swallowed more than tens of thousands of demons geniuses gushed out of the mouth of the pot.
"How could this happen-" He lay on the ground and murmured to himself, his eyes were silent. He confirmed that the other party was using the power of the eternal true immortal level, but when fighting, why is it so terrifying?
"That's how it's right!" Xiang Chen's eyes finally lit up, and dense patterns of all-image gods appeared on his arms.
The moment the demon-refining pot opened its devouring domain, he took the initiative to jump into the world of the pot.
In the vast starry sky, twelve phantoms of ancestor witches rose up around Xiang Chen, tearing open the heaven and earth in the pot with bare hands!
The pot was torn apart, and the souls that were swallowed into it immediately got out.
The demon-refining pot made a shrill cry, and spider web cracks appeared on the body of the pot. When Xiang Chen broke the pot, he held the essence of the pot spirit that had been condensed to the extreme in his palm.
This immortal refining pot should be a demon refining pot that prevents the legendary ten innate artifacts of the Great God.
Su Yunke's eyes were so bitter that he watched as his natal magic weapon dissipated, but Xiang Chen teleported to his body. The finger pointing to his eyebrows wrapped around the chaotic aura left in the demon refining pot: "Look, this is the real - despair!"
The moment when his fingertips touched his forehead, Su Yunke's soul exploded into the depths of his life for eternity. He saw the seven spears of demons that he was proud of, in front of the Wanxiang Martial Arts evolved by Xiang Chen, like a baby waving a wooden stick.
The Burning Purple Flame, which he had been practicing for 30,000 years, turned into a docile flame in the other party's palm...
When Xiang Chen pulled his finger back, Su Yunke Daoji was shattered, and the eternal true immortal aura surrounding his body was annihilated in an instant.
This peerless genius who once pushed the mountains and seas was now curled up in the scorched earth and shivering, with spider-web-like cracks crawling on his heart.
Xiang Chen did not rush to kill him, but looked at the sky, penetrated the space and saw the flying boat in the clouds.