Chapter 110： Flood Monster (1/2)

These days, Jiang Chen's performance in the tomb is well-known, knowing the language and words of the heroic era, saving everyone.

It is not impossible to say that I have obtained the treasure now.

When Jiang Chen got the Qiankuan Xuan fire lamp, only Chu Luo and other women and Shalan were present.

Chu Luo they would not say, and Saran had no reason to tell others.

Later, the stone statue of General General, Fang Pingren first left the pavilion, and he did not know that he took the stone statue.

Otherwise, a strong man would have come to him to ask for it.

”What treasure, take it out,” said the killer.

Jiang Chen took out the Qiankuan Xuan fire lamp and held it up to the other side.

Feeling the oncoming treasure, the killer's breath was obvious, and the eyes in the mask revealed a hot glow.

”What is this treasure?” He asked.

”Condensing the lamp, lighting the lamp, sitting on the ground to practice, not only do more with less, but also strengthens my own soul. This is how my consciousness comes.”

Jiang Chen deliberately stated the effect of strengthening the soul, which was impossible to resist.

”You can try it.” Said, Jiang Chen just threw the lamp in his hand.

”Slow! Let me show you first.”

The killer flying knife is sandwiched between two fingers, and his eyes are full of coldness. He knows that some spirits kill the enemy by collision. Once Jiang Chen dares to throw the lamp over, the flying knife in his hand will be thrown out mercilessly. .

”Ok.”

Jiang Chen shrugged helplessly, put the lamp in front of him, and said, ”First, let's light it.”

True yuan infused, lotus petals bloomed together, and the dazzling flames rose during the day.

Jiang Chen breathed out at a speed that could not cover his ears. The endless flame was like a mouth full of blood, and he wanted to kill the killer.

Outside the emperor's mausoleum, you can clearly feel the horror of the flames. The rocks on the ground turned into magma, and the vegetation spontaneously ignited, and the surrounding area instantly became a sea of ​​fire.

”Damn!”

The killer did not think that Jiang Chen was playing with treasure, but was also scared by such flames, and he did not hesitate to flee.

Jiang Chen was holding the mysterious lamp and was not afraid of the flames, pressing hard.

Soon, the killer's clothes spontaneously ignited, and he realized that he could never be touched by the fire.

However, two fireballs suddenly fell from the top of his head. He escaped one of them and was hit by another.

Suddenly, a scream of heartbreaking sounded.

Jiang Chen was going to kill him with a bang, and suddenly stopped, erecting his hair, and fighting back.

From under the killer's clothes, countless Han Mangs flew in all directions, it was a flying knife, but the blade was only three inches, but it had silver-white sharp edges, and the trees fell in pieces, three of them facing Jiang Chen. Come.

This is the true skill of the killer. At the moment of life and death, he can't care about life and capture Jiang Chen.

Each flying knife has the power of wandering, and Jiang Chen cannot resist it.

At this time, the flame of the Qiankun mysterious lamp gradually weakened, and the wick was about to go out.

Jiang Chen stopped the flames, the signs of extinguishment of the wick stopped, and began to slowly recover.

The Qiankuan Xuanhuo lamp cannot be burned forever, but it is also an interval with power.

”I want you to die!”

The unrecognizable killer looked over, and a pair of black eyes were extremely resentful, and their feet rushed across the ground, only to see the afterimage.

Jiang Chen couldn't wait for the mysterious lamp to fully recover and blow it again.