Chapter 2899: Golden Palace (2/2)
”Liu Dao · Hungry Ghost Road!”
Jiang Chen blasted a punch again, two kinds of fairy art combined into the first form of ”Six Paths of Reincarnation”.
Almost without thinking, the master of the Golden Palace made a punch.
Jin Mang was extremely condensed, gathered at the boxer's front, and when he went out, there were waves of ripples in the void, which would break at any time.
The two fists fought together as if the two pillars collided.
The calm sea became rough, and a large vortex appeared, as if to swallow the heavens and the earth.
”what is this?”
Gong Zhu's heart was amused, he felt a sense of familiarity.
For a long time, he thought of the breath of hell.
When he was reincarnated, he walked through the circuit and experienced it for himself.
But here is obviously human!
Most terrible, he had the illusion of falling down, his hands and feet being out of control.
Looking down, the sea ceased to exist, the vortex became the gate to hell, and there seemed to be countless ghosts to climb out in the darkness.
In the eyes of outsiders, the two were strange.
The fists collided, and Jiang Chen himself rushed out of black arrogance, and also infected the palace master.
They watched the palace master's muscles turn black and the pupils of one pair of eyes disappeared.
”drink!”
Suddenly, a thunderous thunder sounded.
A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, struck between two people, forcibly separating them.
The palace master woke up like a dream and his body and pupils returned to normal.
He was panting heavily, panicking, and extremely scared.
If it were not for the help of the Alliance ambassador, his consequences would be worrying.
”Can you make such a terrible attack without a sword?”
The eyes of Xiang Jiang Chen were full of awe.
Jiang Chen himself did not expect that the first type would be so terrible.
This horror is not about power, but process.
It seems that he really opens the gates of hell, and the breath of **** is everywhere.
However, this is not the time to say this.
Jiang Chen looked up at the clouds, where a person stood, surrounded by golden light, sacred and solemn.
No doubt, this is the messenger behind Jin Zhixue Palace, specially for Jiang Chen.
Not like the seven nights at Dimu Building, handing over the celestial instruments directly.
Now think about it, Seven Nights is probably deliberately handing over the parts, not wanting to stop for life.
”This trouble is over. A fairy king also wants to set off a never-before-seen event, a lunatic dream.”
The ambassador did not intend to come down, staying at a high altitude, overlooking Jiang Chen.
”Is the ambassador of each of your alliances so annoying?” Jiang Chen asked.
”The quickness of speaking is the consistent character of the weak.”
The divine shook his head in disdain, his expression disdainful.
Jiang Chen's eyes returned to the palace master, thinking about **** with a single blow and win the magical instrument.
”It's ridiculous ~~ still delusional, let me cut off your unrealistic fantasies.”
The sage was very disdainful.
The voice dropped, a finger was pointed out, and suddenly, Thunder Cloud appeared out of thin air, and a thick thunderbolt rolled in the cloud.
The momentum alone is more than any kind of disaster.
Countless people in the Xuegong were stunned and shocked by the power of Xianhuang.
Huh!
Suddenly, no one expected the mutation.
A beam of light came from a distance, straight through the thundercloud, and hit the proud ambassador.
The ambassador was slightly surprised, but still calm, stretched out another hand to block the beam.
”Ok?”
But when he saw what the beam was, he regretted it.