Chapter 811 (1/2)
”Chaotic array”
When he vomited these three words, Tang Mu's face turned pale and his limbs became cold.
When he understood what kind of predicament he was in, he was almost desperate.
The only thing Tang mu can't understand now is how the monk in the pulse setting environment learned such a difficult array.
”You...”
Tang Mu tried to struggle to ask questions.
His heart is not willing.
He was puzzled.
However, Chu Yan did not intend to answer his doubts.
”Burning heart, thunder, soul, flood, mud, disaster...”
A series of array, with the light tone of Chu Yan, dizzy swing out the light that makes people palpitating.
One by one, the light shines around the Tang curtain.
Every time an array is activated, Tang Mu feels that his breath is suppressed.
He even felt that his soul wanted to fall apart.
”No, no!”
Tang Mu twisted his body desperately.
He's mad, running the aura in his body.
He wants to break the heavy chain.
The surging aura stretched and ruptured his muscles and veins.
In the pores of Tang Dynasty, dense blood beads ooze out.
In the blink of an eye, he became a blood man.
In addition, his twisted expression at the moment is even more ferocious and terrifying.
However, the strength of diyuanjing is also showing at the moment.
The chain of the Tang Dynasty began to collapse.
The crack appeared on the surface of the chain.
The array under the Tang curtain also began to appear like a cobweb of cracks.
”Break it for me!”
A roar, blood shot.
Tang Mu opened his arms and supported himself.
The chains click, they all collapse and break.
At the same time, the array under his feet was shattered and exploded, and the flames flew away.
Lost that heavy burden, Tang Mu's face appeared a little relaxed.
But at this time, Chu Yan's voice, light ring out: ”open.”
Just a word, gently a word, but it seems to open the door of a disaster in general.
The wind and clouds are surging around.
When the wind blows, the formation becomes.
Boom boom!
Fire, thunder, mud, flood.
In an instant, it was like all kinds of disasters and fears in the world came to Tang mu.
His facial features, in an instant twisted to the extreme.
The next moment, bang, the monk of Ning Mai Jing is like a ripe watermelon, and the whole thing explodes.
Red and white, broken meat viscera, scattered around.
The hot blood, even in a flash, raised the temperature that had just dropped around.
The blood mist is steaming and creeping slowly. Looking around, it even makes people feel like they have come to the world of blood and fire.
At the moment, Chu Yan killed Tang mu, but he couldn't see any ease and complacency on his face.
Only he himself knew how much he had paid to kill this place.
No one can be happy with a business that doesn't make money.
Another reason is that Chu Yan's work has not been finished yet.
At the moment of the explosion of Tang Dynasty's body, Chu Yan stepped forward quickly, his eyes were burning, his five fingers were open, and he grabbed the most central and viscous part of the flesh and blood.