Chapter 798 (1/2)

The ancient style moves are very extensive. He raises his hands and feet. There is an atmosphere of sacrificing himself. His moves are open and closed, and his fists shake the world. The stars in the starry sky are disillusioned, and many stars fall.

Chen Qing changed color. His attack was shocked open. The ancient wind's fists were very terrible, which made him tremble in his heart. His lightning rune, conceived from birth, is several times stronger than that of the thunder beast. This is also the way he has been hiding. Few people in the same level can compete. At the peak of the five levels of soul forging realm, he once killed a seven level martial cultivation of soul forging realm with the power of lightning rune. But now, his powerful rune has lost its function, and he can't help the ancient style.

”Kill, kill”

The low roar of the ancient wind sounded like a bell between heaven and earth. In the huge roar, there was the awe of the trembling spirit. The roar, with the roar of gods and demons.

”Go to hell.”

Chen Qing's face was dignified and roared. The thunder hammer in his hand threw it at the ancient wind.

”Boom”

The void burst at this moment, and the terrible thunder spread around, smashing everything around. The earth began to collapse at this time, which was like a world destroying thunder.

Gu Feng's eyes are also slightly frozen. Chen Qing is really strong. If his body had not been in the purgatory tower and experienced thousands of thunder baptism, I'm afraid he would have been injured.

But now he is not afraid at all. Although the thunder was equally terrible, it was nothing compared with the thunder he had experienced.

”Kill”

The ancient wind roared, bathed in the thunder, and passed directly through the sea of thunder. The thunder burst down, smashing his clothes and revealing his fair skin, but he was not hurt at all. Instead, the thunder that fell on him entered his body and flowed through his limbs and bones.

”How could this happen?”

Gu Feng's body is like a black hole that devours some, devouring all the thunder falling on him. Seeing such a scene, Chen Qing's face turned white. This was his strongest means. He still couldn't help the boy in front of him.

”Now that you're over, give it back to me.”

The ancient wind passed through the sea of thunder and stood on the need to control. In the center of his eyebrows, the lines of purple lightning sword glittered with brilliance, followed by hundreds of purple thunder behind him. The void trembled, and the purple thunder came to heaven and earth with the power of panic.

Looking at the purple thunder, Chen Qing's face turned pale. He could detect that these purple thunder were more terrible than the thunder he used.

”How could it be? How could he have such a terrible thunder.”

Chen Qing roared in his heart. But now there was no room for him to think more. His footsteps were like him. The sound of thunder sounded and flew away in the distance. He knew that he was not the opponent of the old style, and now he had to leave quickly.

”Stay with me.”

The ancient wind roared and his hands were sealed. At this time, the hundreds of purple thunder turned into a purple thunder long sword. The sharp sword was filled with meaning and stabbed towards mercy.