v4 Chapter 87： Bombard to slag (2/2)

puff!

In the void, blood bloomed, Mu Junran's physical body collapsed to the limit under Xiao Chen's fierce fighting, and the gods were completely destroyed. Such an overwhelming existence was actually caused by Xiao Chen's physical assault on the spot with such physical violence. Such violent means immediately shocked the audience. At this moment, both Master Ji and Master Mu are staring at the void and erect figure, and can't help showing the color of awe.

Xiao Chen turned around, his blue shirt was broken, his complexion was white, but his breath was still strong. Obviously, the fight was not severely hit. In this mysterious realm, Xiu Wei was suppressed below the realm of not falling, and in conjunction with his strong physical body, it was extremely easy to kill this person in one go.

”Sister Ji's family, shot with me and kill all of the Mu family!”

Xiao Chen calmly spoke, murderous. Today's news must not be revealed, or it will definitely cause great trouble.

”Run away quickly, this person's magical powers are definitely not waiting for me to resist being there. There is only one way to stay here.”

”escape!”

”Separate and escape, I might have a chance to wait.”

The monk of the Mu family collapsed. At this moment Mu Junran was dead. Xiao Chen and Ji Yuewu of the Ji family were sitting in town. They had no resistance at all.

call out!

As the light flashed wildly, a number of monks from the Mu family fled wildly in all directions. With Mu Junran's death at this moment, the glazed mankind hood had already lost all its power to the size of the body and fell to the ground, but at this moment, the monk of the Mu family had no regard for this treasure, and just wanted to save his life.

Xiao Chen's eyes flickered. At this moment, the robe sleeves were waving, and thousands of runes were forbidden. At the same time, he burst into the mouth and said, ”Feng Tian forbidden!” In the breathing room, the runes melted into the void, and immediately burst into a large array, rounding hundreds of feet. The space is shrouded. This prohibition was hurriedly laid out, but the power was not to be underestimated. Although it could only stop Monk Mu for a while, this time was enough for Xiao Chen to lead Monk Ji to kill them all.

At the moment, monk Mu's retreat was blocked, and his eyes were full of despair.

Xiao Chen stood up in the air, followed by monks from the Ji family behind him.

. . . . .

Somewhere on the top of the mountain, there is a lavish palace looming between the clouds and mist, like the fairy house's residence.

In an underground secret room somewhere in this palace, an old man with purple eyebrows and purple robes sat cross-legged in a mysterious array. In this formation, there are two eyes, and a purple jade futon is placed on it. It is engraved with dense and small runes, complex and mysterious, and the base is embedded in the formation. The old man in purple robe crossed his knees on a purple jade futon. On the other futon was a woman's phantom. In this phantom, a show was suspended. Although this virtual image is slightly blurred at present, it can still be clearly identified by looking closely. This woman's image is Ji Yuewu!

At this moment, the ground array magic light is flowing and is obviously in operation. But at this moment, the old man on the purple jade futon suddenly opened his eyes, then turned red, and spit out a blood sword! At the same time, two strange energies, green and green, suddenly ran away in his body, rushing into the body to break out of the body! The old man in purple robes groaned and pointed at the flesh in succession in an attempt to suppress this violent energy, but this method was futile. After a moment of stalemate, the green and green energies forcibly broke the flesh. The flesh flew out of the body and screamed straight away The opposite Jiyuewu vanished away and melted into it instantly. With the integration of green and green energies, Ji Yuewu's figure trembled suddenly, and then the show spontaneously ignited without fire, and turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

”No!” The old man in the purple robe snarled, showing unwillingness on his face. ”Hundreds of years of painstaking layout, ruined at the last moment, the old man was unwilling!”

”Little hybrid, this swears by Daoxin, no matter what the end of the world will take your life, the seal Yuanshen burned with a smoldering fire for thousands of years and endless suffering in the world!”

”Ahhhhh!”

During the roar, the person opened his mouth again and spit out blood again, and his breath became more debilitating in an instant.

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