Chapter 1202 (1/2)

Even he, a martial artist in the Shenqiao state, was completely stiff and unable to move at this moment. At this moment, Xi Yuwen felt that under the huge and incomparable power, the space around him that he could not reach, as well as the sky and the earth outside the field, were completely locked.

Even if he has a lack of skills, there is no place to escape.

Is this the power of the remnant of the true God Endless shock and fear filled Xi Yuwen's heart and soul. He could not move half a minute even if he ran wild The feeling of being gazed at by the hostile eyes of a real God made him feel like a prisoner nailed to an iron shelf.

He can only stare at more and more frightened eyes, looking at the whole body covered in the blood of the ancient clock figure, pupil constantly enlarged and contracted.

On the face of Guzhong, however, there is no emotion. He looks at Xi Yu Wen calmly, then slowly raises Pangu axe and then lands.

”Bang --”

the bloody space is roughly separated from the middle by a dark space strong pattern. At the same time, the huge shadow of the ancient clock appears in front of the Xi language pattern

Xi Yu Wen's eyes are so big that it seems that he will fall from his eyes in the next second. His aura instinctively condenses towards his body surface. In his relaxed eyes, a palm covering the sky and the sun overturns from the sky.

It collides with the blue spirit of body protection that erupts from Xi Yu Wen's body.

”Boom --”

the huge virtual shadow showed a indifferent expression on his face, and his lips did not move. With the fragmentation of the field space, the virtual shadow finally looked at the pattern of Xi language with contempt.

That look in the eyes as if to say: ”you such lowly creatures, dare to offend this God.”

After that, it was completely transformed into a piece of energy fragment and integrated into the body of the ancient leader.

”Yidi -”

the violent energy collides with the spirit of Xi Yuwen, which makes a deafening sound. With a huge roar, Xi Yuwen's body is blasted to tens of meters away, and his consciousness is completely in a coma.

At the moment, his face was pale, and he supported a big tree with his arm, panting heavily.

The corner of the mouth is hanging slowly and downward blood flow, one side has recovered the walking ability of Xi Cheng, slowly walked to the ancient clock side, asked: ”are you ok?”

”Hoo --”

after a long breath, the rippling Qi and blood in the body gradually stopped. He looked at Xi Cheng and said:

”do you think I'm ok?”

It can be imagined how much pressure they have to bear to suppress the two Shenqiao martial artists by their own efforts, regardless of the appearance of Xi Cheng and Le ye who have always been afraid of him.

But in fact, the two of them have been watching, or are saving their strength. As long as the ancient clock shows a trace of horse's feet, they will be caught by them and attack crazily.

Opening up the field of mang Huang not only consumes the contribution value of the ancient leader, but also needs to be carefully controlled. If it is not for the wild realm and the spirit of mang wilderness, they are the descendants of the so-called true God inheritors who have a natural suppression effect.

Ancient clocks will not be so easy to scare away one, frighten a faint.

Yeah Under the suppression of the spirit of mang Huang, YUEYE and Xi Yuwen have no intention to attack him. YUEYE is scared away directly, and Xi Yuwen gets a strong slap from him.