The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

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"Everyone, maybe it was a misunderstanding, please stop fighting and sit down and have a good talk."

An old grand master said.

"Go away!"

The demon king of the Black Tiger Clan next to him punched him with a punch.

Boom!

The old grand master was thrown upside down on the spot, blood spattered, and his body flew upside down like a broken sack.

"Chen Xuan, be rude to the envoy, no one can save you today!"

The son of the Black Tiger Clan clasped his hands and said coldly.

"Yes, hand over the [Luoyang Knife] and kneel down to apologize to the envoy!"

The gods of all races stared at Chen Xuan with cold eyes.

Chen Xuan's face suddenly turned cold, and he didn't even look at the other gods, but his eyes suddenly fixed on the demon king of the Black Tiger Clan who made the move.

"Do you want to do something? It seems that you have forgotten my previous warning. If a monster strikes, the whole family will be implicated. From then on, the Black Tiger Clan will be extinct."

"you"

The demon king of the Black Tiger Clan suddenly bristled and felt terrified. Only then did he realize that he seemed to be reckless.

"Oops."

He hurriedly ran towards the envoy, panicking: "An envoy, save me!"

Boom!

Chen Xuan's body suddenly disappeared, so fast that his body tore through the air, so fast that he couldn't see him. The next moment he appeared next to the demon king of the Black Tiger Clan, and slapped him down.

"presumptuous!"

The god son of the Black Tiger Clan shouted sharply and rushed over quickly.

At the same time, with him were the god sons of the Snow Leopard Clan, the God Sons of the Giant Elephant Clan, and the God Sons of the Black Turtle Clan, and they all attacked Chen Xuan.

The Primal Chaos Envoy's eyes turned cold, [Ding Tian Yin] was in his hand, so that the influence he received here was minimized, and there was still a part of the true energy in his body that could circulate. He raised a finger, and suddenly shot out a terrifying black light, straight Chong Chen Xuan, almost to the extreme.

Although the ranking of [Dingtianyin] is not as high as that of [Blood Spirit Banner], the [Blood Spirit Banner] held by Chen Xuan is only a main flag, not complete.

Therefore, the [Dingtian Seal] of the Holy Envoy of Chaos can still exert a small amount of effect, so that he can use part of his true energy and spirit.

Boom!

With one palm, the body of the Black Tiger Demon King was smashed to pieces on the spot, howling terribly, with blood splattering inside his body and internal organs flying, like hitting a watermelon, vulnerable to a single blow.

At this time, the god sons of the Black Tiger Clan, the Snow Leopard Clan, and the Giant Elephant Clan rushed forward, all pushing their physical strength to the extreme and blasting towards Chen Xuan's body.

Chen Xuanhan laughed, and turned around like lightning, with the palm of his hand violently, I don't know how much power it contained, the blood was surging, it was extremely terrifying, and he quickly patted these people.

At the same time, the God Sons of the Vulture Race, the God Sons of the Gray Wolf Race, and the God Sons of the Embarrassed Race all rushed out again and rushed towards the Blood Spirit Banner, preparing to pull out the flag.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The low roar came out one after another, like several terrifying volcanoes collided together, the ground collapsed, and boulders were shaken by the strong wind and whizzed indiscriminately.

Click!Click!Click!

The god sons who rushed over all groaned miserably. Under Chen Xuan's 900 million points of terrifying power, their arms were twisted, blood spattered, and bone stubble protruded out. It was too horrible to look at.

The bodies of several people flew upside down on the spot like broken sacks.

After Chen Xuan collided with these people with all his strength, he suddenly grabbed the face of the God Son of the Black Tiger Clan with his big hand, and pierced his eyes with two fingers in an instant.

"what"

The God Son of the Black Tiger Clan screamed terribly, his eyeballs were snapped out by Chen Xuan on the spot, blood spattered, as if he didn't want money, his whole face was covered in blood by Chen Xuan's grabbing.

Just when Chen Xuan was about to wave his palm and slapped him on the neck, suddenly, a great threat of terror struck quickly.

"Flash!"

Zhao Ritian screamed.

Chen Xuan dodged quickly at the first moment, but he was still slow.

A finger shot by the Chaos Holy Envoy hit his body with a bang, and sent his body flying on the spot.

"A traitor who doesn't know how to live or die, wasting so much of my words!"

The Holy Envoy of Chaos said in a cold tone, "Cut off his head and give it to me!"

"Yes, Holy Messenger!"

The son of the weasel tribe next to him looked ecstatic and rushed over immediately.

The former snow leopard clan god sons, giant elephant clan god sons, and black turtle clan god sons all showed grinning grins, covered their arms, and sweated coldly on their faces from the pain. Everyone's arms were broken by Chen Xuan, and thick bones emerged. It sounded shocking, but they would feel extremely happy to watch Chen Xuan die, no matter how painful it was.

The son of the Black Tiger Clan was bloody, and his eyes seemed to have turned into a pair of blood holes. He fell to the distance, laughed wildly, and said, "Is Chen Xuan dead? Come on, let me touch his head." Come on, let me touch it."

His face was distorted in pain, he gritted his teeth, and was extremely miserable.

puff!

Suddenly, the body of Huang Huatian, the god son of the weasel tribe, was pinched by a big hand.

Chen Xuan's body suddenly climbed up from the ground, and turned into a towering and terrifying appearance of more than four meters high, with a sound of indigo skin, ferocious and powerful, with blood vessels protruding, as if he had turned into a terrifying great demon god .

As soon as the weasel tribe god son arrived, Chen Xuan had already performed the iron shirt transformation.

On his chest, a terrible blood hole continuously gushed out blood, which was just shot out by the Chaos Holy Envoy just now.

At this moment, Chen Xuan was horrified to the extreme.

He firmly pinched Huang Huatian's neck with a palm the size of a dustpan, as if he was pinching a chicken, his expression was indifferent and extremely terrifying, he looked at the bleeding hole in his chest, and then at the Holy Envoy of Chaos.

"Unexpectedly, you can still use your true energy, but I hate people sneaking up on me the most."

"Forgive me!"

Huang Huatian opened his mouth in horror.

What kind of monster is this?