Chapter 1989 (2/2)

All of a sudden, the void around Chu Yan seemed to be coerced. Endless edge converged into a big pot in the hurricane and buckled at him and the purple golden storm ape.

Seeing Chu Yan's vitality, he was cut off in a flash. The monk's face on the black eagle was full of ferocity and pride.

And the monk riding on the crow was holding his arms and smiling.

It's really gratifying that we should have such a smooth harvest this time.

At this time, Chu Yan gave a cold hum.

Just a sound, immediately give people a kind of air nine sky, sky collapse, sun, moon and stars Qi Qi explosion of terror.

Chi, Chi, Chi!

All of a sudden, countless swords shrouded in it were like being rushed in by a fierce beast. In the blink of an eye, they were torn to pieces.

Countless broken awns were blasted, sprayed and poured out in all directions.

Boom!

At this time, the sky seemed to be oppressed and vibrated violently.

The monk riding on the Black Hawk, breathing a stagnation, eyes, suddenly showed a thick look of disbelief.

”How could you...”

”Die Chu Yan has no emotion in his eyes. His fingers become claws and he grabs them forward.

The monk's body trembled, and suddenly his whole body was covered with a light golden light. Immediately, it was like a meteor, flying away in the distance.

”Still want to go?” Chu Yan sneered.

Keep your palms forward.

Immediately, the surrounding void was frozen layer upon layer.

Palm in the mid air, at the same time congealed as if the mountain is so big virtual shadow, flying towards the golden light.

Boom, boom!

The frozen void around the palm of the hand suddenly collapsed and broke, and a deafening sound broke out.

Jin Guangzhong, the monk who tried to escape, was full of panic and wanted to beg for mercy.

But his throat, like being stuck by an invisible hand, now his eyes are about to jump out of his eyes, and his neck is red, but he still can't make any sound.

The next moment, bang, the palm in the air a critical hit, immediately his body completely burst.

The flesh and blood turned into a thick plasma in an instant and poured down towards the ground like a waterfall.

And the Black Hawk demon he was riding on was slapped by the purple golden thunder ape and his head was patted into the ground.

Ape demon two thick palms, pull the wings of the Black Hawk demon, yank hard.

Chi, Chi, Chi!

It's a numbing sound.

The big black hawk demon writhed and struggled in pain. His wings, blood and flesh, were suddenly torn down by the purple golden storm ape.

In heaven and earth, time seems to have stopped at this moment, leaving only the strong smell of blood and the pain of the Black Hawk.

The plasma waterfall falling down from the air was extremely shocking. At this time, the monk riding on the black crow was left, his body trembled, and he came back to himself.

Before still stay in the corner of the mouth smile, suddenly solidified.

At this moment, he felt his whole body cool from the sole of his feet to the top of his head.