69novels Chapter 834
Chapter 834
"Shua!"
Phoenixes are singing and crying,
Luo Fanchen's feet are already as fast as lightning on the golden and orange fire clouds. Even though Dragon Wings only has the soul bone of the Holy Dragon of Light, it is already as fast as lightning.
However, he rushed thousands of miles to the Golden Emperor Sect camp,
and found that the place was already devastated, with countless broken limbs and debris,
The smoke was billowing, and the fire was burning everywhere,
There was no chance of timely rescue,
The remaining warriors were dazed or had mental breakdowns, and Luo Fanchen's pupils shrank,
It's too late!
No matter how powerful he is,
he can only fight in one area at the same time and can't take care of other places.
Damn,
Where did Chaofan go!
Just watch his own camp being rushed like this?
Luo Fanchen felt a little stuffy, but why did so many warriors survive after the Blood Demon Cultists rushed into the camp and crushed it, and there were even eighth-level warriors
"Commander Luo!"
"Commander Luo has come out of the secret realm!!"
A embarrassed warrior was attracted by the sound in the air, and he trembled with fear at first, and then shouted in surprise.
Luo Fanchen frowned and asked: "What's going on here?"
"A scary guy wearing a unicorn mask with the character "五" outlined led the demons to rush into the camp, smashed all the camps, and captured Commander Jin Chi!!!"
The warrior stuttered and described, as if he had just experienced a terrible nightmare, "They said they would spare our lives, and our survival would not pose any threat to them at all. If you think about it, go and beg them, join the glorious evolution of the Holy Church camp, and you will be a family, otherwise you will die sooner or later."
A group of arrogant lunatics!
Luo Fanchen cursed secretly,
Knowing that the Blood Demon Cult did not have a policy of killing everyone, but only targeted the top people in each major camp, his mood eased. At least it was not the worst situation. The other party was so arrogant, so there was a chance to rescue people.
"Where did the sequence five capture the people?" Luo Fanchen asked quickly.
"He went east, saying that he wanted to gather the top men of each camp together to make an example of them. If they didn't surrender, they would be publicly executed."
Luo Fanchen narrowed his eyes and looked towards the east. He raised his hand to call out Qinglian to treat everyone, and then left in a hurry, leaving only an echo:
"You guys recover from your injuries, and leave this matter to me, the commander."
He passed by the Eight Desolations camp again, and also left behind the remnants of the defeated army. The demon wearing the Xuanwu sequence "Si" mask captured Ye Feng who was guarding the camp, and suppressed and intimidated the entire Eight Desolations camp in one fell swoop. Zhan Yingying had a huge cut on his back and lay on the ground, in danger, and his life was hanging by the elixir. It was only after Luo Fanchen treated him in time that he woke up.
"Damn it, I'm so useless!"
Zhan Yingying looked at the camp with many casualties, and was heartbroken. She gnashed her teeth, her face turned pale, and she said in fear: "Commander Luo, my brother is not as strong as him. He went to the Shenhuang Empire to guard the camp. He... was he also captured?"
"I killed the people over there. You don't have to worry. I'll go save them!"
Zhan Yingying heard a good news from despair. Her bloodshot eyes raised, and Luo Fanchen had turned into an extreme white light and disappeared in the Eight Desolate Camp.
Approaching the Dark Temple Camp,
Under the dark sky, an 18-story black tower rose from the ground, looking deep and mysterious. Luo Fanchen thought that the place had been devastated and the commander guarding the camp had been captured, but he didn't expect that the shouting and killing would rise to the sky, and the battle was still going on.
Meimei took off the samsara mask, revealing a smooth face like a jade sculpture. At this moment, she was full of anger, with pink hair flying and black mist rolling all over her body. A woman's figure rose from the ground, hidden in the black mist, filling the entire battlefield. Compared with the first meeting with Luo Fanchen, Meimei seemed to be able to slightly control her bad luck and move towards the enemy, avoiding her own people.
The sky was full of dark clouds,
Every member of the Blood Demon Cult had lightning strikes on their heads, or the ground under their feet suddenly collapsed, or a part of their limbs suddenly became uncontrollable.
At the same time, most of the people who fought against the Blood Demon Cult were special warriors of the Dark Temple wearing black armor and holding black knives. The eighteen-story black tower seemed to emit a special light, amplifying the power of the black-armored warriors.
In the sky, ghosts howled and crocodiles were everywhere.
The Holy Son of the Dark Temple was fighting with a demon wearing a crocodile mask. Near the black tower, Gui Miesheng seemed to be stronger than in the duel, so he did not lose and even had the upper hand.
Crocodile Vulture cursed: "Damn it, it seems that your strength is not much worse than Luo Fanchen, and you can fight me to this extent!"
"But I can exhaust you and then take you away!"
Gui Miesheng released a hundred ghosts, and ghosts howled with each move. He was nervous. The strength of the ten sequences exceeded his imagination.
Is it just Sequence Eight that is so difficult?
What about Sequence Three?Sequence One...
Suddenly,
The sky above the Dark Temple was as bright as day,
A beam of aurora rushed over, and the moment it approached the battlefield, a dragon roared, and three dragon shadows of the wood dragon, fire dragon, and earth dragon flew out, transforming into the Three Holy Dragon Armor,
"Dragon Qi!"
"Ride the sky, blue dragon step on the moon!"
When everyone came to their senses, the sky had already exploded with strong light,
"Damn it!"
"Who are you!!"
Crocodile Eight exploded with a quick cry, and an indifferent voice came out in the explosion storm:
"Luo, Fan, Chen."
"How could it be you!"
Crocodile Eight was blown up by Luo Fanchen amid screams, and his body was burned, his ashes were burned, and his funeral was extinguished. He didn't even have a chance to say a word, and could only stay in the underworld to repent.
Gui Miesheng looked at the exiled young man who walked out of the fire, in a trance, as if in a dream. He killed the enemy he had been deadlocked for so long with just one move? ? ? ?
Doesn't that mean that if he wanted to kill him...
"Soul Saint!"
"You are level 72?"
How could Meimei not notice Luo Fanchen? She wanted to force a smile on her face, but she couldn't smile at all, so she simply didn't smile, but she was extremely surprised in her heart.
"Level 72!"
"Damn it, how is it possible? How much breakthrough did he make in a trip to the secret realm!!!"
Gui Miesheng couldn't believe it at all.
Luo Fanchen looked at Meimei, who was exhausted and weak, and a black lotus flew out of his head: "Meimei, you helped me a lot in the past, and today Luo will also help you!"
"No, no."
Meimei shook her head. It was obviously the other party who saved her.
This silly brother, why does he only remember that I helped him, but not that he helped me.
"Boom!"
A dark lotus flew out, which not only contained the power of the dark god that Meimei had given it, but also was stained with the breath of the supreme status of the black lotus, mixed with the part of the chaotic soul power that Luo Fanchen had left, and poured it into Meimei all at once.
The moment Meimei received it,
it was like a revelation, her spirit was clear and excited, as if her dantian was filled up in an instant.
The mysterious eighteen-story black tower in the distance shook slightly,
Gui Miesheng and countless temple people looked at it in shock, and the demons were terrified, what was this...
In another direction,
In the Panlong Camp, the two arms of the one-armed fierce king Mang Dangshan were empty and sunk into the ground, the little monk Di Chenyao's cassock was dark, his relics were covered with dust, and his seven orifices were bleeding and he was being strangled by someone, who was wearing a ferocious dragon-shaped skeleton mask,
on which was engraved the word "yi" of this statement.
He sneered at the terrified Panlong Camp soldiers who were completely suppressed:
"Second place in the competition, is this the only level?"
"Not so good."
"I don't believe Luo Fanchen will die in a shitty secret realm, tell him to roll over and die..."