"Hum, I'll let you taste my power." Han Chen smiled lightly, looking at the black figure coldly. At this time, Xiang Ruyue had already appeared in front of the black figure, but looking at his appearance

, Xiang Ruyue seems to be at a disadvantage.

Han Chen was not too surprised by this result. At this time, he was also accumulating strength and preparing to carry out a fatal blow against the black figure.

Buzz buzz...

The vitality in his body was billowing, and a terrifying beam of vitality soared into the sky from above his head. Immediately, a nine-fingered hand appeared. It was the hand of God. Now, he was able to fully exert his power.

The hand of God was successfully condensed, but Han Chen did not attack the black figure. He was now waiting for an opportunity to kill him in one move.

However, at this time, things changed a bit. Under the black figure, Xiang Ruyue was forced to retreat continuously. After losing the protection of Ziyou Divine Fire, the vitality around him made a corrosive sound.

"Hoo" he breathed out slowly, and Han Chen's face turned cold. He didn't care whether he had to kill someone or not. He suddenly heard a shout, and then the hand of God actually carried a whine and a breaking wind sound.

He shot straight towards the black figure.

"Boy, I have been guarding against you for a long time." Feeling the nine-fingered big hand attacking him, the black figure snorted coldly, and after casually deflecting Ruyue's attack, he dodged and

It disappeared from where it was, but Han Chen's nine-fingered hand quickly flew over and appeared above Han Chen's head.

"Good opportunity." With a happy expression on his face, Han Chen flashed and appeared next to Xiang Ruyue, asking with some concern: "Senior Brother Xiang Ruyue, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Thank you, Junior Brother Han Chen, for saving me." Xiang Ruyue said with a forced smile, his face a little pale.

"Okay, you can rest aside now, I'll deal with this guy." As they spoke, the two of them flashed, and Han Chen released a burst of purple divine fire, wrapping Xiang Ruyue in it, and then his face changed.

Cold, the aura around his body instantly circulated throughout his body, and the nine-fingered hand above his head fiercely shot away at the black figure that appeared not far away.

"Boy, how dare you, a boy who is only a first-level god, to deal with me? Aren't you looking for death?" The black figure said with some disdain as he sneered.

"Huh, really?" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Han Chen's heart moved, and he started to use the Soul Transformation and the Dragon Phase Technique again, and his aura rose up in an instant, reaching the middle stage of the second level of becoming a god.

realm.

"What?" As if he was surprised by Han Chen's sudden increase in strength, the black energy around the black figure also rose and fell.

"Huh, let me show you the power of my soul-eating stick." The corners of Han Chen's mouth were slightly raised, and the vitality of Han Chen's whole body instantly filled the whole body, and the slightest bit of soul power turned into an invisible light film to wrap him up, with bursts of dragon appearance.

The power is ever-changing.

"This is? Soul-eating stick?" As if he recognized what the black stick in Han Chen's hand was, the black figure also shouted in surprise.

"What? Soul-eating rod?" Startled by the black figure's voice, the blood-clothed corpse king also turned his attention to Han Chen, his voice filled with disbelief.

"Haha, your Excellency has good eyesight, now let you taste the power of my soul-eating stick." A faint smile appeared on his face. When Han Chen's figure flashed, the vitality in his body was instantly instilled into the soul-eating stick.

Inside the rod, the soul-eating rod was exuding a terrifying black aura. However, at this time, the black aura had lost its previous decaying smell and turned into the purest dark attribute energy.

Woohoo...

The soul-eating rod in his hand was swung violently, and powerful waves suddenly spread. The black figure seemed to be very afraid of the soul-eating rod. His figure flashed backwards, and he did not even dare to touch the soul-eating rod.

Great.

"Boy, do you only know how to use this soul-eating rod?" He quickly stabilized his figure, and the black energy around the black figure rose and fell. It can be seen that in front of this soul-eating rod, even those who are stronger than the former can't.

It's very scary.

"Haha, of course, besides using the soul-eating stick, I can do other things." He smiled coldly. Regarding the former's very stimulating words, Han Chen suddenly had a plan in mind, and immediately

He put the soul-eating rod into the Qilin Ring, and at the same time, the demon-controlling golden gun also appeared in his hand.

"Then I'll show you how powerful my demon-controlling golden spear is." Han Chen sneered, with a playful smile flashing in his eyes.

"Boy, as long as you don't use that soul-eating rod, no matter what, you are no match for me." There seemed to be some provocation in his tone, and the black figure said coldly.

"Really? Then I'll let you try the power of my move." His expression remained unchanged, Han Chen's figure suddenly hit the ground, and a deep crack appeared where he landed.

The next moment, Han Chen's figure appeared in mid-air. Behind him, a pair of purple-gold wings fluttered, and bursts of energy slowly gathered on the demon-controlling golden spear.

Huhuhu...

"Seven styles of controlling demons." He shouted coldly in his heart, and a playful smile appeared on Han Chen's face. The golden gun of controlling demons kept dancing in his hand, and the golden gun flowers slowly released a fierce momentum, and there were shadows of golden guns.

It was also covered all over Han Chen's body in an instant.

"Condensation." He shouted in his heart, and Han Chen's face became extremely gloomy. In front of him, the shadows of spears all over the sky quickly condensed together. The terrifying fluctuations were like rolling waves. Then, a golden spear made of condensed vitality appeared there.

The golden spear contained the power of a dragon, which was extremely terrifying.

call out……

Han Chen's heart moved, and the illusory golden spear cut through the air, and shot towards the black figure in an instant.

"Demon Blade." Seeing Han Chen displaying such a powerful martial skill, the black figure showed no fluctuations. He only saw a movement in his hand, and a pitch-black sword appeared in his hand. On it, six spiritual talismans

Appearing there suddenly, it turned out to be a six-seal talisman weapon.

"Haha, it turns out that you also have the Six-Seal Spirit Talisman Weapon. It's really quite amazing." His brows furrowed slightly, Han Chen looked at the black figure, and saw that the latter was holding the black sword with a sword on it.

, bursts of black aura slowly rose up, and a terrifying energy formed instantly. Then, an illusory knife shadow cut through the air, and struck hard at Han Chen's illusory golden gun.

Click.

The shadow of the gun and the shadow of the knife collided fiercely, waves of fluctuations suddenly spread out, and suddenly a crackling sound came out. Under such a collision, cracks were created on the surface of the two, and then they exploded.

, the terrifying aftermath of the explosion also cracked the ground.

"Haha, you are indeed a master of the third level of becoming a god." Han Chen looked at the black figure with a smile on his face, but he felt a little lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he had the Ziyou Divine Fire, otherwise, just because of that moment, he would

The black energy will enter the body, and the person will definitely become obsessed with it.

"Boy, I didn't expect that you, a little person with a peak strength of the first level of a god, would actually have a combat power comparable to that of the second level of a god. It's really not bad. I have decided not to kill you, but to control your soul as mine.

The puppet." The black figure sneered coldly, but the magic blade in his hand flashed with dark light.

"Haha, thank you for your kindness. However, you will die in my hands later. I'm afraid your wishful thinking will come to nothing." Han Chen smiled coldly and played with the golden gun of demon control in his hand.

"In that case, kid, you have to accept your fate." Seeing Han Chen's appearance, the black figure finally shouted loudly. The magic blade in his hand carried a terrifying strong wind. As the figure roared, it was with Han Chen.

Chen bumped into each other hard.

clang……

The demon blade and the demon-controlling golden gun collided fiercely, causing sparks to fly. The strong wind turned into whirlwinds, sweeping the ground and creating cracks like spider webs.

"Haha, it is indeed a good sword, but I don't know if you can resist my soul-eating rod." Han Chen smiled coldly, holding the demon-controlling golden gun tightly in his right hand, and on his left hand, the soul-eating rod suddenly appeared.

"Go." With a cold shout, Han Chen slashed the soul-eating rod against the demonic blade.

Bangdang...

There was a sound of gold and iron falling to the ground, and the originally seemingly extremely sharp demon blade was actually broken into two pieces by the chopping of the soul-eating rod.

"How is this possible?" Holding the half-broken magic blade in his hand, the black figure seemed to be sluggish.

"Haha, it's almost time for you to die now." A cold voice came out, and purple flames rolled around Han Chen and quickly swept away at the black figure.

"No." Feeling the destructive aura above the Purple Nether Divine Fire, the black figure finally screamed.

"Boy, you're looking for death, let him go quickly." At this moment, the blood-clothed corpse king who was fighting fiercely with Zi Ling also shouted angrily. He didn't expect that he was under the third level of soul condensation.

Defeated at the hands of a young boy.

"Your opponent is me." With a cold face, Zi Ling looked at the blood-clothed corpse king indifferently, and with a movement of her body, she blocked his way.

Regarding the threat of the blood-clothed corpse king, Han Chen was not worried at this time. He looked at the black figure wrapped in the purple divine fire. Han Chen also had a cold look on his face, and he violently pointed the soul-eating stick in his hand at the latter.

Stab away.

"Ah..." A heartbreaking voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment, the black figure disappeared into ashes.

"Huh, it's finally over." With a smile on his face, Han Chen took the Ziyou Divine Fire back into his body, and the soul-eating rod in his hand turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the Kirin Ring.
Chapter completed!