Valkyrie Domination

"What the **** is this?"

King Wushuang and the others were furious, and hurriedly tried to blast off these black light beams, but it was useless. These black light beams were extremely strong and formed a profound formation with each other, trapping everyone in it.

All of them had ugly faces and gloomy hearts.

As Qin Chen saw this scene, his heart sank suddenly.

"Although these black lights are of a certain formation, under my prying eyes, Mo Li and the others didn't arrange any formations at all, but why did it suddenly form such a large black light formation?"

Frowning his brows, Qin Chen's gaze swept toward the place where the black light was. At this sight, his heart sank and his expression became even more ugly.

Because he was shocked to discover that the black light's urging was not the additional formation of Moli and the others, but the formation that existed in this hall.

It's just that this formation is extremely secretive, hidden in the lines on the floor of the hall, his attention was attracted by three black light balls, and he didn't notice it at first.

But this discovery made Qin Chen's heart heavier.

How did the Magic Li and others of the Blood Demon Cult discover the formation that he hadn't discovered for a while?

He didn't believe in the formations of Moli at all, and he had to be above the ninth-level formation mage in his previous life. The only possibility was one, that is, Moli had long known that there was such a formation in this hall. .

But how did the other party know? If it is a strong man of Blood Demon Cult who has discovered this place before, why didn't you take away the things in these three light balls?

All kinds of doubts lingered in Qin Chen's mind.

Mo Li naturally didn't know that Qin Chen had experienced so many thoughts in his mind. After a pause, he sneered and said to Wushuang Wang and the others: "How are the few people thinking?"

"I bother!"

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"You are dreaming!"

The Blood Hand King and others scolded one after another. The Blood Demon Cult was almost a screaming existence in the Land of Hundred Dynasties. How could they join in in order to survive?

"Okay, very good, since you have to die, the young master will fulfill you."

Mo Li's face was unprecedentedly ugly, and he coldly said to the old man in the cloak who exuded a mid-level seventh-order aura: "Old Ghost, I'm bothering you."

The old man took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said with a grin: "You are polite, the young master. Leave the matters here to the old man."

In the sound of grinning laughter, his eyes instantly fell on Wushuangwang and others.

"I really don't shed tears if I don't see the coffin. If so, then die!"

A skeleton scepter appeared in his hand for an instant, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of Gui Lao's mouth. The black skeleton scepter was aimed at Wushuang Wang and he waved away.

"Woohoo!"

A piercing howling sounded, and a large amount of black smoke spewed out of the black scepter. The black smoke quickly condensed and formed, and turned into a huge skull head with a terrifying mouth wide open and aimed at Wushuang. Wang and others snapped away.

The terrifying cold and true vitality aura made the whole hall seem to be shaking.

"Just you, want to deal with so many of us? Thinking too much."

The Wushuang Kings had grim faces and sneered and roared. The appearance of the Gorefiend masters really scared them, but after all, there are only four opponents, even if one of them has a cultivation level as high as the middle stage of the seventh stage, what can it be?

In their seven dynasties, even if the Frost King falls, there are still six people, plus one Qin Chen who is not inferior to the Frost King, and the seven fight against the other five. Are they afraid that the other party will fail?

"Shooting together, this king doesn't believe it. This person, a seventh-tier mid-stage martial king, can deal with so many of us."

King Wushuang roared, the first one to attack, rumbling, and surging palm prints appeared, turning into astonishing waves, as if to shatter the world and rush forward.

In fact, there is no need for King Wushuang's orders, and the Blood Hand King and the others also made the shot immediately.

"Blood hands cover the sky!"

"Nighthawk cut!"

"Juli shocks the world!"

"Jin Yuan roars!"

A series of terrifying True Yuan attacks, like cannonballs, merged together, attacking the skull head that was slashed out by the old man.

"Stupid!"

Old Gui sneered, facing the six masters' shots, he was not afraid, but with a strong wave, the black skull became more terrifying, and he bit off.

boom!

A terrifying explosion of true essence swept across the entire hall, Qin Chen only felt a huge force hit, and hurriedly urged the alien demon armor to form a defense on his body, which resisted the powerful impact.

"Humph!"

On the other side, King Wushuang and the others all snorted together and backed away for a few steps.

how is this possible?

The blood hand king and the others showed shocked faces. They were at a disadvantage when they were at the disadvantage of the sixth and seventh-tier early peak martial king, and they were at a disadvantage against the opponent's seventh-tier mid-tier martial king. How could this be possible?

The seventh-tier mid-level martial king is indeed stronger than them, but the ordinary seventh-level mid-term martial king is also limited. With one person, he can withstand the attack of six of them, and even gain the upper hand. Such strength is definitely not Ordinary seventh-tier mid-term Wuwang is so simple.

"Yue Lengchan, you go to deal with that Qin Chen, I will refine the ancient tripod." He shouted at Yue Lengchan, the magical figure shook, and instantly came to the ancient tripod, his hands exuding blackness. The airflow of, instantly reached the ancient ding in the center of the hall, hum, a trace of invisible power, permeated the ancient ding, the whole ancient ding, exuding a trace of misty black

Mang, unexpectedly began to be slowly refined.

"This kid, who is only a half-step Martial King, can actually refine this ancient tripod?"

This scene shocked Wang Wushuang and others again, and they were dumbfounded. The three of them tried to refine this ancient ding just now, and they naturally knew that this ancient ding was terrible, this ancient ding was extremely terrifying, even with their cultivation base, it was extremely difficult to refining, in their opinion , A half-step warrior of the Wuwang level, let alone refining, can't bear this ancient tripod

Breath, even if it was Zhou Zhengshu and others who came to the top ten rookie level.

But now, Mo Li's performance has completely subverted their imagination.

"No, you can't let this guy refine this ancient tripod."

Not far away, Qin Chen's face became extremely ugly, and his devilish actions clearly indicated that the other party had a certain understanding of the ancient ding. If he really refines the ancient ding, the blood demon sect will surely have the strength again. Ascension, their situation will be even more dangerous.

Thinking of this, Qin Chen's figure shook, and he rushed towards the demon violently, and at the same time a mental storm blasted out.

"Smelly boy, why bother in such a hurry, if you want to die, let the old man come to fulfill you." Yue Lengchan had been waiting for Qin Chen a long time ago. How could he disturb the demon's refining, and after a strange laugh, he turned into A black magic shadow rushed over in an instant, his cultivation at the peak of the initial stage of the seventh stage was released to the extreme, with a resentful killing intent, he blasted Qin Chen with a punch, obviously intending to put Qin Chen to death.