Chapter 6833 (1/2)
In an instant, the bloody fishy awn turned into a drop by drop, scattered and stirred, forming a line with points and a surface with lines, covering the whole space!
Even the crushed stone powder stirred up by the fishy awn was contaminated with the supreme breath of destruction, and the fishy awn lit up red sky light marks!
”Heaven and earth? Hehe, break it for me!”
With a fierce drink from the holy ancestor of the evil spirit, the whole space was immediately submerged by the fishy awn!
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”Ye Chen, the last time the elder of zunlingtian family crossed the door of space, my old injury has not healed. Maybe the coordinates of the door of space this time will not be so accurate!”
Ling'er and ye Chen left the battlefield and hid for the first time.
”When I open the door of space this time, I have to sleep for a period of time. If I can find tonic drugs, I can wake up in advance!”
Ye Chen nodded gently and looked at the dignified ling'er. He smiled gently: ”don't worry, I won't let you sleep too long!”
Ling'er smiled and immediately pinched his fingerprints.
The space in front is slowly tearing with a cross shaped track, and the linger body on Ye Chen's side is gradually becoming transparent: ”I hope you will wake up next time, your strength will be stronger!”
Ye Chen smiled and gently pointed at ling'er's forehead: ”it's hard for you! Have a good rest!”
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meanwhile.
An area outside the ancient city of Youtian is now in a mess with no grass.
That terrible breath, like the eyes of a fierce beast, stared firmly at all the creatures nearby, as if to swallow them alive!
Even the strong in the middle and later stage of Baijia territory felt a kind of terrible pressure, which was an instinctive fear. Lord Jiang and Lord Deng were watching outside.
”Hoo...” the hoarse and heavy breathing echoed in his ears, raised his eyes and looked at everything around him. The evil spirit smile was raised again at the corners of the mouth of the evil saint.
The holy ancestor of the evil spirit looked at the old man who fell to the ground on his side. The large and small blood holes were all over his scarred body. The bright hole in his chest had dried up and no longer shed blood. In the old man's pale palm, the old broken gourd had now broken into eight petals.
On the contrary, he was also embarrassed. At the last moment, he sacrificed the magic stone in the Dantian and consumed all his original power, which broke the heaven and earth in the gourd.
”Cough!”
A faint gasp remained between the old man's nostrils.
Countless voices broke the air. For a time, dozens of people came to the scene, and the worst was the strong man in the middle of Baijia territory.
The ghost holy ancestor looked calm, and dozens of people bowed at the same time: ”holy ancestor!”
First, he glanced at Mo ran, the chief elder of the demon temple, and immediately ordered in a hoarse voice, ”throw this old thing of zunlingtian family under the black devil cliff!”
Another elder of the demon temple asked softly, ”Holy Father, why don't you solve him?”
He immediately made a gesture to wipe his neck.
The evil Saint ancestor pondered for a long time and said, ”this old thing can't die in our hands. Respect the cause and effect of Lingtian family. I'd rather believe it...”
Mo ran understood for a moment and nodded gently: ”what the holy ancestor said is reasonable. Under the black devil cliff, there is no bottom. The old guy is seriously injured at the moment. Listen to his fate!”
It is said to be resigned to fate, but the abyss seems to have the reason to survive?
……
However, at the moment, Xu Ling and Xiao Xin, the two Shenwu temples, are also inseparable from the youngest elders of Tiangong Shenjiao.
”Bang!”