Chapter 1191 (1/2)

As soon as the lid of the pot was lifted, the flames of war, accompanied by thick smoke, surged out of it.

In the thick smoke, as if there were thousands of troops, a torrent of iron and steel, mighty, shouting to kill the sky, bursts of iron and blood smell, oily out, toward the Chu speech, crazy rush away.

At the moment, although he used the four level spirit tool Langyan Qianhuan pot, Cui Derong did not dare to guarantee that he would kill Chu Yan.

He made two preparations.

At the moment when the smoke engulfed Chu Yan, he also exerted all his remaining strength and flew to the distance.

In this way, even if Langyan didn't kill Chu Yan, as long as he left the area covered by Zhenhai beast, he could recover his aura and kill him again.

Smoke rolling, flame flying, in an instant, will swallow Chu Yan.

Although Cui Derong tried his best to fly forward, he couldn't help turning his head and looking back.

If Langyan could kill Chu Yan, it would be the best and save his next effort.

In the thick smoke, there is no Chu Yan.

It's like a drop of water, falling into the ink, dissolving in an instant and no longer exists.

Seeing no trace of Chu Yan, Cui Derong's heart, involuntarily, relaxed.

But at this time, suddenly, a thunderous sound came from the smoke.

The smoke, even so, is boiling like boiling water.

Boom!

The next moment, in Cui Derong's stunned expression, the smoke suddenly burst into several pieces.

One of them is the whole explosion.

A figure came out of it.

Thunder, fire, ice and snow turn into a sea of killing, opening the way for the figure.

Smoke suddenly, become vulnerable, rout.

”You, you fellow!”

Seeing Chu Yan, Cui Derong was so surprised that he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Because he was frightened to see at the moment, Chu Yan turned into three heads and six arms!

The thunder, the fire and the ice came from his weapons.

The halberd of eternal life, the shield of eternal spirit, the sword of breaking demons and the sword of cutting inflammation dance together.

All of a sudden, all of the smoke, are turned into nothing, as if the power of destroying heaven and earth, in this moment all burst out.

The power of countless kings seethed, vibrated and resonated among them.

Cui Derong's heart trembled.

In his eyes, Chu Yan at the moment, as if God came into the world, has the power to break the ancient, broken Kyushu.

Even in the face of Lord Kun's ancient blood power, he has never been so impolite.

Pop!

A crisp sound came from Cui Derong.

He trembled and looked down.

Suddenly, the withered face became extremely pale.

He has been holding in the arms of the smoke thousand magic pot, at the moment actually cracked!

In the fight with Chu Yan, this four grade spirit weapon only insisted on breathing a few times, then it was blasted in the air.

”How can this...”

The last word of ”NENG” has not been spoken yet. The white smoke thousand magic pot, with a bang, burst into pieces.

A fragment passed Cui Derong's cheek.

Cui Derong didn't have the strength to protect his body at the moment, and his face was immediately marked with an obvious blood.

”Me, my shit!”

Master Tianxin, I really feel scared at this moment.

That strange body pattern, this three head six arm body shape, where is this technique!

If it was Cui Derong in his heyday, he might be surprised after the pot was broken, and then shot at the other side.

But now, he doesn't think he is much stronger than Langyan Qianhuan pot.