v3 Chapter 131: Offering me two thousand birthdays (2/2)
This Bone Ring is the source of Huang Quanzong's origins. It contains the seal of the monk's magical power, which is Huang Quanzong's supreme treasure. It must not be moved in the event of a sectarian disaster. Inherited for thousands of years, Emperor Yang today uses one of his magical powers, and he does not want to be able to kill the flow of clouds.
”This person must die, or he will surely become my heart trouble!”
”The first type of magical power is blocked by you. This sect sees that you still have the ability to block this second magical power!”
The sound of Morin was resolute, Di Yang suddenly reached out his hands, his five fingers juxtaposed like a knife, and the void was cut off.
”Click”!
On the bone ring, a second crack appeared instantly.
The tremor of the void, a sword-shaped man, with thousands of feet and dark colors, containing the potential to destroy everything, emerged from the void, and shattered the broken space!
This blow is even more powerful than the previous supernatural power!
Xiao Chen suddenly looked up. Although her pale pupil contracted, her eyes were full of madness, without any fear!
Today, he must not die!
Even a monk who didn't fall, never dreamed of beheading him!
At this moment, facing this knife and slashing, Xiao Chen reached out with one arm and pointed at it.
”Sacrifice me two thousand lives, destroy this magical power!”
”The silence means one silence!”
After five years of practice at the Dongfu Palace, Xiao Chen never interrupted the refinement of the blood jade dragon tooth rice. After realizing that the power of silence is so powerful, he has already used it as one of the most powerful means of life-saving.
Five years of refining, countless vitality was hidden among the flesh and blood in the body, just to shoot out at this moment.
Two thousand years of life, silence refers to the power of supernatural power, enough to shake the world!
A touch of strong and yellowish **** light burst out from its fingertips in an instant, this color represents dead and withering, like the weeds of late autumn, exuding endless death, like everything in this world, entering it, it will instantly decay and melt. Guanghua 6 leave, between the bright and the dark, as if turning interest for a thousand years.
This yellow light seems extremely fragile, and it is undoubtedly in an absolute weak position compared to the thousands of swords.
The two sides hedged, silent and invisible. The yellowish light contaminated the blade, spreading fast, extremely fast, but within a few breaths, it had been enveloped. Within this yellow light, the solid and heavy breath of the sword-mang began to dissipate quickly, as if the endless years passed on it, making the energy tremor unstable.
boom!
Huang Guang collapsed, and the blade was broken!
At the same time, the endless scabbard fragments mixed with a mighty will, rushed into Xiao Chen's body instantly.
Although the blade is broken, its sharpness is still not to be underestimated. It is densely cut down. With Xiao Chen's physical strength comparable to the best magic weapon, countless small wounds appear instantly, and blood spews out. The blue shirt was soaked and turned into a blood man, looking extremely miserable.
But the trauma is still second, and what is more serious is that volition!
This will be a monk who does not fall, has the coercion of doing this, and enters Xiao Chen's Yuanshen space, which is to completely destroy his Yuanshen. If his own ideas are tenacious and unbreakable, I am afraid that the monk Yuanyuan will be broken and strangled directly by this will and fall directly here! But even so, Xiao Chen was still severely hit, and his mind fell into a vague state. It seemed that he might pass out at any time.
At the moment, once he faints, I am afraid he will never have the opportunity to wake up again.
”Hold on, you can't close your eyes!” The flesh-like tingling came from Xiaoyuan's body, Xiao Chen's breath was weak, and the bleeding bleeds continuously in Qiqiao, but she still forced herself to straighten her waist.
Waiting for a while, the expected desperate third magical bomber didn't arrive. Although I do n’t know why the monk Huang Quanzong did n’t fall, Xiao Chen did n’t have time to think about it, his body flashed, and he reluctantly discerned his direction and whistled away. go with.
Here nearly a hundred yuan monks face each other, although everyone can see that Liuyun has been completely damaged at this moment, but no one dares to go forward and kill, because of the strength of this person's explosion, they have completely destroyed them Shocked! No one is sure, is this Liuyun really running out of oil, or is there another trick in hand?
Everyone noticed, Xiao Chen's blood rain drifted and left along the way.
. . . . .
In the Huangquan Temple, the emperor's face was pale. At the moment, his single palm was shrouded in a pale yellow awn. Under the awn of the yellow awn, the palm of this man's palm instantly rotted and dried up like a carcass, recovered, and then rotted again. .
suddenly. The man's eyes flashed sharply, and he waved his hand suddenly, expelling the yellow light completely from the flesh.
But at this moment, from this Huangmang, there seemed to be no sound coming out.
”Liuyun will not die today, and you Huang Quanzong will die in the future.”
The sound was indifferent, but it was cold and cold, but it was enough to freeze the world.
Emperor Yang silently.
The Bone Ring seals the three types of supernatural powers, and if he unfolds all of them, he will definitely leave this cloud. But once this happens, he will also completely lose his deterrent to the remaining six cases. However, this time Huang Quanzong was hit hard, and it has been too much wind and rain.
Therefore, the two types of magical powers are fruitless, even if Di Yang is unwilling, he can only let Xiao Chen leave.
”In the future, if you and I will see you again, this vow, of course, only one person can survive!”
The violent roar, echoed throughout the Huangquan Temple.