v7 Chapter 134： (Bottom) The second group of Tianjiao ethnic group (1/2)

Vicious shadows roar out of silent roars, but fall into the ears of many monks, but can directly penetrate into their primal space, turning into a fierce roar, like a sharp cone, can pierce primal gods, causing extremely heavy hurt.

This roar is exactly a powerful genius!

The proud tribe of the surrounding ethnic groups frowned slightly, then backed up slightly, and waved their sleeves to resist. This elementary **** attacked a trace of divine thought from the fierce jealousy, but it was an indiscriminate means of attack. Everyone was unavoidable within the scope of the magical power go with.

As for the remaining monks, those who are farther away are still good to say. Otherwise, once they are within the scope of the magical power, they will all look pale, blood will be sprayed in their mouths and noses, one by one, and they will not stop dare to continue. .

However, this method may be effective for other monks, but in the face of Xiao Chen, it is doomed to be futile. Taking him as the primordial spirit of the Three Realms of today, and guarded by the ancient tree of Bodhi, as long as it is not a primordial attack at the level of the desert ancient realm, he will not be able to harm him!

But at this moment, looking at the glorious shadow, he still showed some innocence.

Roar!

Seeing the fissures of the split-day supernatural powers whistling, the hundred-killing black eyes suddenly burst into endless brilliance, and suddenly pointed forward.

”Very lucky, imprisoned!”

With this finger falling, the collapsed space crack suddenly stagnates, and it seems that there is a majestic force in it, preventing it from continuing its destruction.

”Very good magic, hurt!”

Pointing again, he pointed out where Xiao Chen was, and suddenly there was an invisible force to stand up, cold and dreary, plunged into his flesh, exuding endless corrosive force, and was about to destroy Xiao Chen's flesh.

”Bad luck, soul killing!”

The last finger, Baisha's body trembled, his complexion suddenly pale, and the dark color in his eyes seemed to fade for a moment, and there was no glimmer of light. Obviously this magical shot was very heavy, and his loss was extremely heavy!

A strange wave suddenly fell between heaven and earth, instantly covering Xiao Chen, integrating into his body, and heading straight for his Yuanshen space. The wave is tumbling like a blade, and with slight agitation, it can directly destroy its original god.

Hundred Kills opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Chen. With his current practice and the power of blood in his body, he could only summon the three supernatural powers of his ancestor at most. If he was summoned again, I ’m afraid he would not wait to hurt the enemy. Because the Yuanshen withered, it fell directly. Although this loss is very heavy, but the two supernatural powers that sense the wounded body and the soul killing fell into Xiao Chen's body, it still made this person feel ecstatic.

”Hahahaha! The cultivation of the human race, even if it has a lot of means and cultivation is tyrannical, but it is still not an enemy under my hundred killers.”

”Right now, give me your life. Everything you have will be owned by this seat!”

This man laughed wildly, and the figure went straight to Xiao Chen, apparently he didn't want to wait long to avoid hordes, and wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

But at this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly lifted his eyes and looked at the hundred killing figures, his eyes flashed a little praise. There is absolutely no vulgar generation who can become the arrogant of the ethnic group. Everyone has his or her hole cards. This hundred kills summoned the ancestor fierce ji and a trace of residual souls to perform three great magical powers, which is really good, but it is just good. If you want to use this method to kill Xiao Chen, it is crazy!

”My soul is indestructible, then Ru's magical power dissipates!”

The sound is calm, slightly dull, and there is no force at all, but it is just at the moment of opening, in the space of Primordial Spirit, that the powerful and powerful soul-killing magical power that has been integrated has not yet moved, or there is endless aura of light flashing and flowing, Within this, the fluctuation disappeared silently and directly. An ancient tree phantom appeared in Xiao Chen's Yuanshen space. It was as high as ten feet high, lush and leafy, and full of vitality, and an ancient atmosphere was scattered from it. It looks like this tree has been around for endless years.

At the moment when the soul-killing magical powers dissipated, the figure rushing from the hundred kills trembled fiercely, his complexion suddenly pale, and there was no trace of blood.

”My body is indestructible, then Ru Shentong dissipates!”

With the second word, Xiao Chen's body flew into a golden light suddenly. This golden light came from the noble blood in his body and from his powerful and unmatched physique. Although it was not dazzling, it contained endless power. . Under the light of this golden light, the tearing force produced by the ferocious wounded body supernatural power was directly melted away and vanished.

Since the terrifying meaning in Bai's eyes was so high, at this moment the figure stopped abruptly, and he retreated madly.