The Clock-in System of All Worlds

Chapter 0021: The Domineering Shura Demon Lord

Although he did not move, his surroundings were extremely lifeless, and the blood flowing in the blood pool made the blood in Ye Hongchen’s body boil.

Just like, his blood should have been flowing in the blood pool.

“This, is this person Ye Bufan’s original chance?” Ye Hongchen slowly swallowed a sip of water, and couldn’t help holding his hand on the hilt of the sword, and walked toward that road.

Bang!

When Ye Hongchen just walked on a road similar to a small bridge, the blood pool suddenly rolled up, and the four blood pillars suddenly rushed up!

“not good!”

After seeing those blood pillars flying towards him, Ye Hongchen didn’t care about that much, and directly used his body to be as light as a swallow, and suddenly came to the front of the black robe man.

When Ye Hongchen just arrived in front of the black robe man, the four blood pillars disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never appeared before.

“He is still so overbearing when he is dead. This person must have been a violent lord before his death.” Upon seeing this, Ye Hongchen suddenly understood the purpose of the four blood pillars.

It is nothing more than forcing the people who come here to stop the ink and come directly in front of him.

After Ye Hongchen observed the black-robed man for a while, he found a few words of blood engraved on the ground.

Shura Demon Lord!

Just looking at these four big characters, Ye Hongchen felt that his mood was blurred. It seemed that what he saw was not the characters, but a bloody battlefield!

A person wearing a black robe, who looked only twenty-eight years old, had two blood-colored marks on his face, and the big knife in his hand had been dyed blood-colored, and he couldn’t see its original face.

In front of him, countless people, wearing all kinds of clothes, and a lot of weapons, were using their own methods.

With one enemy!

But the black-robed man’s complexion remained unchanged, and his eyes still seemed to be painted with a touch of disdain.

The next moment, the black robe man swung a knife, and a burst of blood light emerged from the knife, and the huge blood light had passed through everyone in front of it!

There was no movement, everyone in front of the black-robed man, at this moment, turned into blood and disappeared here!

After the black-robed man had done all this, he seemed to feel Ye Hongchen’s peep, turned his head, looked back, and there was a red light in his left eye!

Shura Demon Lord!

The four characters suddenly appeared in Ye Hongchen’s heart!

At this moment, Ye Hongchen’s consciousness returned, and at this time, he discovered that behind him, he did not know when he had been eroded by cold sweat.

Looking at the black-robed man, his eyes were full of horror, and he muttered: “This Shura Demon Lord, his cultivation is at least above the Nascent Soul Stage, and may even reach the top of his rank!”

As he said, Ye Hongchen stretched out his hand, and just touched the black robe on the black robe man, the black robe man suddenly stood up!

This situation shocked Ye Hongchen’s heart secretly, and then took a few steps back abruptly.

“Since you can come here, it proves that you have a destiny with your prince, and your prince can also teach you Shura evil qigong.”

Ye Hongchen’s hand on the hilt of the sword was already emitting a few faint blue lights, that was his innate spiritual power!

You can fight at any time!

However, the black-robed man didn’t directly move his hands, instead, like a robot, he talked to himself.

“But you have to promise me that if you have a chance, you must kill Wangxuxian, you can promise?”

When the black-robed man said this, he suddenly stopped, and a red light seemed to shine in the black robe.

A burst of pressure suddenly appeared on Ye Hongchen’s body, which made him have an urge to kneel down!

“My current identity is the Young Master of the Absolute Chen Palace, how can I bow down to others!”

Ye Hongchen did not kneel down, but tried to get rid of this oppressive force.