In the dark depths of the sea, bursts of intense tremors were occasionally heard.
The murky black sea water was affected, creating waves that pushed outwards in layers from near to far.
Reversing the current back to the center of the loud noises, two humanoid creatures were exchanging blows at an extrely fast pace.
One had a human body and a fish tail, wielding a trident long spear. Although his face bore an evil qi, it was incomparably handso, resembling a banished immortal from the heavens.
The other, bearing feathered wings on his back, wore a black mysterious armor with ancient and simple patterns. As he moved crisscross, he constantly unleashed huge hand seals.
And beyond them was a red sea of fire that enveloped an area of a hundred zhang around.
Within it, the black-armored man frequently erupted with extre speed, teleporting through the void, effortlessly performing various techniques. And after casting them, the power inexplicably surged several tis over, suffocating the rmaid opposite him almost to the point of breathlessness.
Suddenly, the rmaid released the trident, letting it float aside, and blinked at the black-armored man.
A drop of azure tear fell from his left eye.
Once the blue tear dropped, he flung it towards the black-armored man.
After releasing the tear, his breath suddenly wilted to the extre, with blood even rushing from his eye sockets.
The black-armored man, facing the blue tear as if facing a formidable enemy, retreated frantically while continuously unleashing green big handprints.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three consecutive palm strikes shockingly turned the blue tear into scattered star fragnts in the sky.
By this point, the black-armored man finally let out a breath.
Yet, the very next mont, amidst the sea of fire, the scattered blue star fragnts suddenly exploded with a blue light, forming a massive bubble that completely enveloped the black-armored man.
Seeing this, the rmaid’s face lit up with joy.
Without further ado, he reached out to summon the blue trident, frequently waving it in the empty space of the seabed, causing chains of blue to erge from the bubble, shooting towards the black-armored man.
One could imagine that once hit by these blue chains, the man’s movents would surely be hindered.
In such a perilous mont, the black-armored man remained calm, snorted coldly, and pointed a finger to his own sea of qi.
The next mont.
A green fla spread from his body, thoroughly enveloping him.
At this ti, within the chilling fire prison, the man seed to have transford into a fire-wreathed demon god. Facing the incoming blue chains, he simply stretched out a hand and firmly grasped them.
With a pull!
Swish!
Seemingly drawn by an irresistible force, the rmaid outside the bubble was forced to fly towards the man.
He tried to resist, mobilizing demonic power, struggling incessantly.
However, the surging domineering qi power around made his demonic power lively yet completely out of his control.
With a look of terror in his eyes, the black-armored man suddenly erupted with green flas, burning the blue bubble to nothing in an instant. With a stomp of the void, accompanied by a loud bang, he appeared in front of the rmaid as if teleporting.
A wide palm grasped his slender neck.
"You are not a rmaid, the information was erroneous."
The man coldly spat out a sentence.
Gripped by the neck, the demon beast, with a reddened and ferocious face, no longer showed its previous handso deanor, and it seed to roar: "I am not a plaything of the Human Clan, but a Jiaoren!"
Jiaoren, huh?
So that’s it.
Luo Chen nodded slightly, no wonder the opponent had such outstanding combat power and such unpredictable demon techniques, making him expend great effort and even release the second form of the Senluo Fire Prison developed over the past few days to subdue him.
However, it ends here.
He applied a bit of force, choking the Jiaoren nearly to the point of unconsciousness.
At the sa ti, the green flas swirling around him seed to have spirituality, flowing from his fingertips to the entire body of the Jiaoren.
In an instant, an odd fragrance began to perate out in the murky darkness of the Oblivion Sea.
Luo Chen gently closed his eyes, feeling the vast vitality pouring into his body, almost groaning with comfort.
How long has it been since he used Original Source True Fire to refine a demon beast?
Especially since this ti it was a Third-Order Late-Stage Great Demon King!
Under the refining of his Prosperity and Decline True Fire, an endless stream of vitality rged into his body, causing Luo Chen to almost tremble with pleasure.
Across from him, the six to seven feet tall Jiaoren, after severe trembling, had now withered to the bone, no longer retaining the handso deanor from before.
A monster pill, resembling a pearl, struggled continuously inside the body, but could not escape the burning green flas.
An inaudible cry of pain emanated from the monster pill.
"Once our clan’s Liu Jun breaks free from the Ye Mo Sky, you all will be dood to eternal oblivion!"
Luo Chen seed as though he hadn’t heard, simply using the Original Source True Fire to continue burning the opponent’s body, sparing only a portion of the flesh.
About a tea-drinking ti later, Luo Chen released his grip.
It was as if a humanoid piece of charcoal disintegrated into scattered ashes, falling to the seabed.
Luo Chen beckoned with his hand, and that piece of fresh flesh, as well as the blue trident, fell into his hand, which he then directly placed into the Ink Ring.
Only at this mont did he finally turn around.
Gazing at the place where the tempest never ceased, he softly said: "Friend, you’ve been watching for a while, have you seen enough?"
With a path cleaved by a massive sword light, a towering man stepped out from within.
Luo Chen’s eyes narrowed, "So it was Dao Lan, my friend. Luo greets you."
Greetings?
What greeting!
Dao Lan snorted softly, truly thinking he couldn’t see the other’s guarded stance, even the green flas swirling around him hadn’t dispersed, entirely adopting a posture as if facing a fierce enemy.
He didn’t expose the other’s thoughts, his gaze fell on the seabed mountains already subrged by the rolling murky black sea water.
Broken peaks and shards, water and fire collided, even carving out a basin on the seabed alive.
Dao Lan’s pupils slightly contracted, "Demon Monarch, impressive ans!"
"Oh?" Luo Chen raised an eyebrow.
Usually reticent Dao Lan, at this mont, seed to have beco a chatterbox.
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